Reilhahand couldn't help but burst into laughter the very moment those words left my mouth. It wasn't just a chuckle, either—it was a deep, hearty cackle that rumbled through his chest and echoed across the hall. He threw his head back like someone who'd just heard the punchline to the greatest joke in the world.
Saying something that bold and confident, so out of nowhere, must've really blindsided him. His reaction alone was enough to tell me I'd caught him completely off guard.
"You sure don't beat around the bush, huh?!" he said between laughs, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. "As expected of the one they call the Elven Fucker! You don't waste any time, do you? Even a centaur—someone completely different from you—doesn't escape your eyes, huh? Hahaha! But damn, I like that enthusiasm! I think I'm gonna have a good time working with you. And honestly, I'm certain my daughter, Kali, and you would make one hell of a powerful child!"
