Jacob, who has been listening to the hobgoblin and Gila's chattering, almost lost interest when he suddenly heard something unexpected.
"…Myriad Galaxy King!"
The wine glass in Jacob's hand trembled slightly as his eyes turned deadly sharp towards Gila, and the latter felt a fatal chill run down his spine, twisting his head towards Jacob's direction.
Jacob didn't avert his eyes at all, and when Gila saw the dark elf's icy glare, he felt as if he was being glared at by a grim ripper, and quickly turned back while sweating slightly.
'What the hell is wrong with that guy!? Could it be he wanted to silence me because I said too much?' Gila's heart trembled as this thought surfaced in his mind.
Although Gila might look like he was being generous with the hobgoblin and appeared to have a loose mouth, in actuality, he was only following orders to spread this news as far and wide as he could among the unofficial nobles and mercenaries within Noxvalis City!
