Dorian leaned against the bar, searching the man's eyes for a while.
[The skill Analysis is active.]
[Name: Lion Yaima.]
[Class: Warrior.]
[Rank: Master.]
[Special ability: Dual-wielding.]
[The target is feeling confident and smug.]
[The target understands that you won't lay a finger on him.]
Dorian sighed. "Well, that won't do now, will it?"
Before moving forward with the thought that crept into his mind, he first turned his gaze to his father.
"Father, would it be too much to ask if you gave me some time alone?"
James was surprised. For what reason would his son want to stay alone in such a place with a soldier from the Embre viscounty?
"Son, I thought I mentioned no heroics today?"
"I promise, it's not that. I just would rather you not see what I am about to do. You know, keeping it family-friendly," replied Dorian with a warm, almost innocent look on his face.
