Fusion Potion! Characteristics Fuse!

After Carter left, Eldin turned to Evan and asked with a slight curl of her lips.

"I didn't expect us to get a chance to work together so soon."

Evan grinned. "Should I be weeping with gratitude and honor right now, or drop to one knee and propose to you?"

Eldin blinked. "Uh..."

Both options were so extreme that Eldin, who had little experience with romance or banter, froze. She had no idea how to answer.

Her wicked queenly air gave way to a touch of adorable bewilderment.

Evan laughed to himself. Little girl, you thought you could tease me?

There had been nothing offensive about what Eldin had said.

But the sly curl of her lips had told Evan what was coming next.

So Evan had struck first!

A defensive preemptive strike, if you will!

Looking at Evan's sunny smile, Eldin quietly ground her teeth. That brat really has no restraint. How dare he say something so outrageous to a lady!

I'm such a fool. Why am I competing with a streetwise thug from the bottom rung?

Calm down, Eldin! You shouldn't get angry with someone who's never had a proper noble education.

All you need to do is win him over with your brilliance and make him submit completely to your noble presence!

With that thought, Eldin skipped past the subject and turned her ruby-like eyes toward the gloom ahead.

She spoke in her dignified, aristocratic British accent.

"According to my intelligence, this slave convoy is transporting one hundred slaves."

"Fifteen people are escorting them: ten ordinary people and five Beyonders."

"Among the Beyonders are an Expert Level Monk, an Expert Level Snake Person, and an Expert Level Dryad."

"The other two are an Apprentice Level Demon and an Apprentice Level Witch."

"The Monk is in overall charge.