Chapter 92: A Blade Between Us
This feeling was especially cruel to a Dark Elf. Dark Elves never handed the blade that decided their fate to anyone else, but there was always an exception.
That exception was for his destined soulmate.
And now, Illiya was handing the blade that decided his fate to his one and only weakness.
However, Illiya didn’t truly understand the meaning behind Drow’s words.
At that moment, he couldn’t tell whether Drow’s words were just a protest born from feeling neglected or simply a desire to keep him away from the Demon King.
Drow’s attitude left Illiya confused—the feelings Drow gave off were so uncertain and hard to interpret.
No matter what, this unexpected Dark Elf was still just a confused, anxious little Dark Elf brat.
Although they were about the same age, Illiya always felt like he was raising a son. Beyond basic survival needs, he had to pay attention to the "child’s" mood and thoughts.
That was far too difficult for a young elf!
Luckily, Dark Elves were not difficult to read. Every move Drow made sent a clear message to the outside world: he was uneasy, anxious, and very afraid.
Illiya found himself a bit at a loss.