Chapter 78: Acquired: Godslayer Sword Style
"Don’t sound so weird, Malthius. Your words could cause a serious misunderstanding," Igaris responded telepathically, his voice calm but firm within the mental link.
Malthius, the skeletal commander draped in a royal black cape, had sensed his presence the moment Igaris pried into the Acquisition Space.
The creature was always perceptive, especially when it came to reading his master’s emotions.
"O Master," Malthius replied, tilting his skull slightly as if confused, "What did I say wrong? I merely asked if you were feeling lonely, now that Lady Evernight has taken her leave."
Igaris blinked in surprise. "Huh? Lonely? Why would I feel lonely without her? That’s ridiculous," he muttered, but even in the mental realm, his voice fluster slightly at the end.
Malthius let out a wheezing laugh and clutched his bony ribs. "Hahaha... Oh come now, Master. We all know how you feel toward her. Why not confess already? Lady Evernight might just say yes. Or, at the very least, stop thinking you as a Kid."
Igaris felt heat rising to his cheeks, even though there was no one to see it.
"Shut your skelly mouth at once!" he barked, crossing his arms.
The undead knight continued to chuckle, but behind the teasing, there was loyalty. Igaris could sense it. Malthius was one of the late Undeads he had Acquired and was now proving to be more than just a servant.
Slowly, he was becoming a companion who understood his moods, his ambitions, and even the emotions he tried so hard to suppress.
Despite the embarrassment, Igaris found himself smiling.