Lon’qu stares at the case with perplexity—and that, more than anything else Serpico’s done so far, is what tips him off that the spoiled, weakling noble may not be all that he seems.
One of his employers had carelessly mentioned something about it being magic within his hearing, but he’d paid it no heed. Magic was something he was absolutely useless at, and therefore it was none of his concern.
Still, a noble entrusting such a precious thing to a hired mercenary like him… Lon’qu grunts, decides that he’ll worry about it later as he takes that case and tucks it away. Keeping things like these safe is also part of his contract, after all.
And then Lon’qu gives him a deadpan look.
“You won’t die until I say so.” But if Serpico doesn’t take the next few moments to move, Lon’qu will silently forge ahead anyway. He doesn’t care to repeat himself.
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One of his employers had carelessly mentioned something about it being magic within his hearing, but he’d paid it no heed. Magic was something he was absolutely useless at, and therefore it was none of his concern.
Still, a noble entrusting such a precious thing to a hired mercenary like him… Lon’qu grunts, decides that he’ll worry about it later as he takes that case and tucks it away. Keeping things like these safe is also part of his contract, after all.
And then Lon’qu gives him a deadpan look.
“You won’t die until I say so.” But if Serpico doesn’t take the next few moments to move, Lon’qu will silently forge ahead anyway. He doesn’t care to repeat himself.