Looking at Azhdaha like this, Rimuru, who stood beside him, opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing.
After all, this truly was... Azhdaha's private matter!
Rimuru really could not interfere.
Meanwhile, the tactful Veldora had already found himself a suitable spot to hide and watch the show.
Such a spectacle was rare indeed; he absolutely could not miss it!
Moreover, Veldora, who knew Azhdaha well, understood that the current Azhdaha was not someone to provoke.
So, he needed to behave himself.
Seeing the situation, how could Silvia possibly not know the identity of the handsome man before her, dressed in a white ancient-style robe?
"Greetings, Your Excellency Azhdaha!"
Silvia lowered her head and gave Azhdaha a slight bow, elegant yet courteous. Her posture was refined without seeming humble.
It could be said that it was exceptionally proper.
This was Silvia's respect for Azhdaha as a "strong person," and naturally, it also contained her own apology.
Even if it was Laplace's sin!
Still, as his wife, Silvia could not deny the faint trace of guilt rising in her heart.
Seeing Silvia bow to him, Azhdaha was briefly taken aback. His brows furrowed slightly, but he still nodded in acknowledgment.
One did not strike a smiling face.
Although Azhdaha did not have the slightest favorable impression of Silvia now, the proper courtesy could not be lacking.
Not to mention that Little Sister Rimuru was here; he could not make Little Sister Rimuru lose face.
Seeing that Azhdaha had not flown into a rage immediately, Silvia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yet what followed was an endless wave of bitterness.
Her original plan had been to first discuss things with Rimuru and strive to gain her goodwill.
Then, she would use that opportunity to request a conversation with the Geo Archon Morax,