"(Connected~!)"
"|Royto! How is my favorite human informant doing in the faraway Atreterve?|"
After the first sentinel hiding within Zoemi's shadow announced, the black-haired boy spoke in a hushed voice out of habit, even though his other sentinel was using the muffle spell on their surroundings so no one could hear him.
Well, taking into account the high-stake situation he was in, that level of cautiousness was fully understandable...
"[Sir Banemor?! Y-you could have warned me in some way before suddenly messaging me, you know? I almost had a heart attack thinking that someone had broken in and is about to cut my throat!]"
The blue-haired second prince breathed out in relief before complaining – he sounded overly anxious as if the situation he was currently in was taking quite a toll on him, which wasn't all that surprising.
"|Oh... that sounds like your life there isn't too easy...|"
Zoemi frowned with concern, straightening his back.
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