Chapter 93: The Sage Rejoices in Good News
We started our patrol, or rather, our walk, in the castle.
We sauntered through the corridors while greeting any subordinates we passed by.
Every time we did so, their gazes would be drawn toward Yuura, who was sitting on Grom’s shoulder.
They were curious as expected, but they didn’t go out of their way to point it out.
Grom had a humorous attitude toward me, but he took a more arrogant attitude toward others.
His overall atmosphere and tone felt more Demon Lord-like than me.
Therefore, he somehow felt hard to approach.
He wasn’t disliked because he knew how to care for others, but others still hesitated to speak casually with him.
Come to think of it, Grom’s position within the Demon Lord army was second only to mine.