"Are you giving me alms?"
When this sentence came from Eliphas's lips, Elsa couldn't help but be stunned.
She saw Eliphas's expression, unprecedentedly cold. The beautiful sea-blue eyes now shimmered with a negative emotion, as if he might draw his sword to duel with her at any moment.
The White Eagle spread its wings, but beneath the pristine feathers were all swords.
But why? She had clearly brought back the method to defeat Overlord Vonier, which should be a merit.
Elsa blinked in confusion, hoping she saw wrong.
Yet, with a blink, Eliphas returned to his former calm.
As always, he wouldn't be stingy with praises for anyone who accomplished something.
"Well done, Gus." He smiled as he patted Elsa's shoulder, his smile seemingly genuine. "As expected of someone I trust like family."
Feeling the warmth from the captain before her, Elsa couldn't react in time. Had she really misread earlier or...
