As he was speaking, Anfey’s expression changed as the story went on and was very convincing. After a few moments, however, all of his emotions disappeared, as if he was just telling someone else’s story. Anfey was very good at controlling himself; perhaps it was the reason why he was able to succeed time after time.
Suzanna, however, did not care for formality. She gripped Anfey’s hand tightly, as if she could transport her strength to him this way. Niya looked at Anfey with eyes filled with compassion. If he was closer to her in age, she would have hugged him tightly to comfort him.