"Oh my, you gave yourself away, Sian. You really are as bad at acting as ever. Tsk, tsk, tsk. You couldn't even fool such an insignificant idiot."
Having stood beside them in a daze for quite a while due to his lack of education, the Bright Moon Knight finally found a chance to interrupt. Before Kantiannu's furious roar could echo out of the exit, mockery from the "Instant Kill Spear" had already reached the side of "Whisper of Destruction."
Well, that glittering fellow was as punchable and troublesome as ever, but Punk had no time to trade insults with any restless baboon. Although he had indeed failed to perfectly impersonate the ruler of Ktarolan Council Hall, he had at least obtained enough information.
So next... it was time to begin an operation worthy of careful consideration.
"Shut your mouth, Bisadas. A guy who can't even gather the most basic intelligence has no right to criticize others. We're about to meet the construct empress. If you don't want to die a completely worthless death, I suggest you use that dull brain of yours and think carefully about whether you've overlooked anything else. A battle against a Blazing Sun powerhouse allows no carelessness!"
As he stared grimly at the utterly unreliable mad knight, Punk's eyes were as silent and gloomy as deep, dark springs. The more he uncovered the history and secrets of the Half-Mechanical Eye, the more the cautious Bright Moon Mage felt that Ktarolan was not as easy to deal with as he had imagined.
Perhaps the construct empress truly had once been nothing more than a "little maid" with no combat ability, working diligently every day. But by now, she had long learned how to conceal secrets and exploit them. For two "challengers" who were only at the Bright