"What... what do you mean by this?" A strong sense of unease rose in Gewura's heart.
Looking at Gewura like this, Danass laughed.
"Actually, I quite fancy you, Minister Gewura," Danass spoke as if to himself, "Although you're a bit full of yourself, even arrogant, always believing yourself to be a noble existence, above all others, a pitiful fool with neither self-awareness nor clear understanding of yourself. But people like you are often easier to manipulate."
"Just give you a little dignity, and you'll become a willing pawn; truly, there's no better piece than you for commanding."
"Besides, you're ruthless, cold, and cruel; using you against those troublesome enemies is just perfect."
"Unfortunately, your usefulness seems to have come to an end."
Danass's soliloquy made Gewura involuntarily take a few steps back.
"What do you mean? What do you mean!?"
Gewura shouted at Danass with a face full of fear and anger.
