Chapitre 508: A little bit of convincing is needed (part 1)

"Sigil monster right under our noses..."

Shanks breathed out, looking at the debris and the few still standing walls that were the only remains of the previously prominent Durian's estate.

"Well... I would say that the fucker got what he deserved. Trying to use Eternal's power for himself - as expected of someone from the Greed family. Fuck..."

Lairs shook her head end exclaimed, shaking her head from left to right.

"Lai-lai..."

Rotte closed his eyes with a bitter expression and nudged the black-haired elf in the side while motioning at the blond-haired prince with his chin.

"Wha...? Ah! Oh, fuck...! I... I mean...!"

The elven mage realized her mistake and flinched, hurriedly trying to backtrack on her words but ended up stuttering and shutting up instead, looking away acting as if she didn't say anything, to begin with.