I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

"Which one are you talking about?" Miguel asked from below the carriage

"The one who’ll guide us to the Black Sea," Ian answered casually, finally lowering his gaze to him. "There’ll be some new faces too. I’ll introduce them one by one, so get ready to head out and greet them."

Miguel stood up from the wheel, dusting off his cloak. "You’ll probably have to do the same with Charlotte. I only met her briefly a long time ago, remember?"

"Maybe… if it’s necessary."

Though I doubt she’d forget your face that easily.

Ian only shrugged and turned toward the campfire. His eyes met Elia, who had been watching him with visible tension.

He tilted his chin. "What are you staring at? Get ready."

"Ah—yes! Right away!" Elia sprang to her feet at once, relief finally showing in her smile.

Were you worried I’d tell you to stay behind?