What was with this guy, acting like he'd just seen an old friend? The knight commander, Milekai, was over a hundred years old, after all. It had been far too long since he'd experienced anything like this.
At his age, there was probably only one person in the entire Empire who had the right to speak to him like that: His Majesty the Emperor.
How rude of this demon dragon! A flash of anger crossed the old knight's face, but then he seemed to realize something and fell into thought.
Still, he'd never heard of a demon dragon being so shameless and frivolous.
So this is a trap? A psychological tactic? Some little trick to make me lose my composure and calm?
Yes, that's the only explanation.
The old knight commander felt he'd spotted the flaw in the situation, and immediately regarded his opponent with renewed respect. Indeed, a warrior had to stop at nothing, using every means at their disposal to strike at the enemy!
But those of us who are psions from the noble families of Teyrro were always constrained by our status and the need for ceremony, often forgetting that we were warriors. A warrior's duty was to kill the enemy.
The people of Earth really did have something worth learning from!
Yu Lian looked straight at the old warrior, whose expression was hard to read, as the latter respectfully gave him a knight's salute. Basic adult courtesy required him to return it, of course. And just then, he felt the constant interference in gravity and his mind recede naturally, like the tide going out.
The space around him and the knight commander entered a state of relative "silence."
Ordinary sounds had faded away. The flow of energy, the workings of machinery, even the sound of his