Chapitre 217: Chapter 217: A DANCE WITH A DEMON

Count Nicalo's eyes gleamed with an unsettling curiosity as he studied David and Luna, his gaze lingering on the sharp tension in their postures. The hostility was palpable, almost tangible in the air, and it amused him. He leaned back in his chair, his fingers steepled as if weighing his next words. His lips curved into a faint smile, one that didn't reach his eyes.

"I must admit," Nicalo began smoothly, "I've heard quite the tale. Is it true, David? Did you really survive a clash with a being said to rival the might of the General of the Solarian Empire?"

David met Nicalo's gaze with unflinching resolve, his disgust simmering just beneath the surface. He could see through the count's charade now, see the flickers of something far more sinister lurking behind those silvered eyes. His grip on Frostfang tightened beneath the table as he replied coldly, "Let's not waste time with this game, Count Nicalo. We both know you're the one who attacked me in Aethelwarin."