A Mastermind With Silver Hair

The two faced each other in the corridor of all dangers. Dora, suspicious, took a look at the surroundings.

“Don’t worry, there’s no one else here, it’s only us.”

"Oh, really? What happened to your vanguard?"

He asked, never looking directly at the girl but only scrutinizing the surroundings, expecting to get jumped on, much to the amusement of Freya.

“They had other businesses, speaking of which, have you found the toad you were looking for?”

"... Maybe? Why the interrogation thought? Is there a problem? Is this because I joked a little with the prince?"

"I'm telling you not to worry, I'm here on my own terms, for myself." She knows with a serious tone, "You've picked my interest, so I would like to confirm a few things about you."

Her voice and facial expression didn't show any malice, she wasn't just a beautiful girl, her grace, tone, and antic were of the level of a sovereign. Maybe because his senses were getting sharper, Dora understood that it was better to behave for now.

“Wha