Chapter 213
First Magic
Arin sat demurely on the sofa, carefully rolling her eyes.
I brought out warm coffee and milk and looked at her with a fatherly smile.
‘They really are insane.’
Whether it was Eloise or Patrick.
I genuinely couldn’t understand.
How could they bully and torment such a cute child?
This absolutely isn’t because she’s my summon.
Setting all that aside, just looking at her appearance.
She looks so noble and cute that you’d hesitate to touch her recklessly.
And look at those eyes.
The look in her eyes, worried about what might happen to me because of that bastard Andrew.
‘Aww, so cute.’
Arin was trembling.
She opened and closed her mouth, swallowing hard.
Then she muttered in a small voice.
“No matter how I think about it, challenging the authority of a ducal house is suicidal…….”
I know.
Weren’t nobles originally the type who considered defeat more terrible than death?
Even if I were to crush Andrew Patrick.
Other members of the family wouldn’t just stand by.
But.
That’s not what’s important right now.
To resolve Arin’s ‘resentment’ in this dungeon.
I must be on her side, even if it kills me.
Even if it means putting my life in danger.
“Right.”
Clink.
I smiled as I set the coffee cup down on the table.
“Are you that worried about me?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Arin reacted as if prickled.
“I simply can’t understand. Why would you risk your life just for me? What do you want from me? Why do you keep showing interest in me, just like when we first met?”
“I told you last time.”
Gulp!
I swallowed the coffee I had picked up.
