[Oliver's POV.]
'Man, this place sucks.'
With a glass of wine in his hand, Oliver grumpily thought as he looked around.
The place was already brimming with people who were talking about what just happened.
'Is he really that stupid?'
Oliver thought, taking a sip of his wine.
'Why reveal that to everyone.'
Even though he wasn't that knowledgeable about what those energies were, he could tell they were far more important for the elves.
Yet… he still told everyone about it.
[«He might have something in his mind.»]
Lilith's voice echoed in his mind as he stopped.
[«Or maybe he is confident enough to bear the consequences.»]
Oliver smiled slowly as he closed his eyes.
'Are you saying that he can stand his ground against an entire race?'
[«Perhaps.»]
'…That's ridiculous.'
He clicked his tongue as annoyance kept on building within him.
Oliver still remembers the weak little boy who looked like a twig.
The one who used to bully others with the Aljanah name.
