Chapter 83

"No special reason, if I have to tell you the truth," he cast a spell to take out the sword inherited from his late grandfather he had stored into the dimension of the item he made. Giving it to Nora, who enthusiastically welcomed the sword, as if it were the petite woman's just got her favourite snack.

"Really?"

"Yeah," he raised an eyebrow in surprise when he saw the look of surprise on the little woman's face. Questioning the woman's reaction, which he thought was a little odd. As he motioned for himself to sit down–– followed by Stephen, who was now yawning widely–– he cradled his pyramid-shaped hands above his knees, leaning his body towards Nora. “That was my intention at first. But I do not deny that I have other business with you.

"Shoot," Nora folded her arms across her chest, a serious expression on her face. A sign that the woman put an ear to listen to his words. "My intuition is always right."

"It is about Schneider," he straightened his