บท 238: Just Give Me The Order!

Lucien's gaze wavered under the intense scrutiny of his father, Cassius. The way his eyes seemed to bore into his soul was a reminder that they were indeed from the mafia family.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to focus. He wasn't ready to trust the dark elves yet. There were too many unknowns—like the extent of their power, the customs of their race, and how those customs might shape their behavior.

"You," Lucien said, pointing at one of the dark elves. It was the first elf his father had called upon—her name was Aerith. "Give me a reason why you want to serve my father."

Aerith pointed at herself, momentarily surprised by the direct question, but her response came without hesitation.

"We only wish to repay a debt. Lord Cassius saved us from a fate worse than death—slavery."

He scrutinized the woman closely. Her voice was steady and confident, her posture unchanging. She seemed sincere.