Velgon stared at Garion for a long moment, his fingers slowly tapping the desk.
"…You gave yourself away just now," Velgon said.
Dahlia's eyes narrowed. Arden stiffened slightly. Dion tilted his head, already sensing where this was going.
Garion did not react. He simply waited.
Velgon leaned back in his chair, a thin smile spreading across his face.
"There is only one reason why you asked this kind of question to me about how to destroy the demon gate."
The room grew quiet.
"You're from the world connected to it," Velgon said. "The other side."
Dahlia's eyes narrowed. "Master?"
Velgon glanced at her, then back at Garion.
"I do not know how you are able to come here," Velgon continued.
"You do not smell like a demon. You do not feel like one either. But you crossed the gate. That already answers everything."
Garion shrugged. "Does it matter?"
Velgon laughed softly. "No. As long as the payment is good, I do not care who the customer is."
