Faced with the unwavering and demanding question from the girls cornering him in the cold hallway of the new castle, Ryan let out a long, heavy sigh laden with evident annoyance.
Being the new ruler of the north came with far too many political problems, but dealing with his own tactical squad at bedtime seemed like an even more exhausting battle.
However, as he swept his gaze over each of their expectant faces, Ryan thought to himself that, after almost being torn apart by a demon king, it was not bad at all to relax a little now that he finally could.
That thought crossed his mind just as his gaze stopped on the wind dragoness's figure, who was standing to the side of the argument.
"Lise," Ryan uttered with a firm and authoritative tone of voice, breaking the hallway's chaos.
The wind dragoness widened her two-toned eyes, and an intoxicating smile formed on her lips.
