"Lord Caelan, how on earth did you do that?"
Evelyn looked at the calm and composed Caelan with a face full of disbelief.
Caelan swirled the iced cola in his goblet and said casually,
"Nothing much. That guy named Severin just needed to experience his own power in advance."
"The Shadow Unicorns possess an obsession with strength far beyond imagination. I merely let him have a tiny taste of what power feels like."
At that, Caelan paused, then shifted his gaze to the only two one-eyed lackeys left at his side.
He dug at his ear and asked indifferently,
"So... what was it you two were trying to say just now?"
The two remaining One-Eyed Demon lackeys looked at each other, giant question marks practically flashing in their single eyes.
No, seriously—this was a death question!
Who could have imagined that the lofty and untouchable Lord Severin would actually have such a shameless bootlicking side to him?
