Chapter 685: The Lies of Children

"Oho~!" Krysaos crossed his arms, his grin threatening to split the ends of his mouth, "Ain't what you expected from your elf lord, girlie?"

"Hmph!" Impera snorted, turning her nose up and away from the Captain. "You're just jealous. *You're* supposed to be the ChoOosEn oNe-- but my King is far more suitable for such a title than YOU, you dis-*gusting* pig!"

"PshhHHH," Krysaos waved. "No wayyyy. Mina's mine, so she's fine with it. Ain't that right, babe?"

"Correct," Mina bowed her head. "I serve the Chosen One, the pure-hearted warrior who drew the Heart of the Ocean."

"Which is... me. And the Master Sword is mine-- 'cos I drew it," Krysaos gestured at the sword on his waist as he stared down the mermaid Sea Witch, "Thus... you're my servant. Not that guy's."

Mina hesitated... but very briefly, "Th-that is how it is."

Tycon pursed his lips.

Krysaos had lied.