Ryan observed the timid demoness in front of him, detailing every single one of her involuntary movements while she tried to shrink herself against the stone floor.
The girl's behavior denoted sheer panic in the face of the demon queen's imposing figure, keeping her hands tightly clasped in her desperate attempt to justify herself.
'How foolish, saying that she didn't hear anything, when she wasn't even asked, is the exact same thing as affirming that she did in fact hear everything.' Ryan thought, staring intently at the green-haired demon girl.
In the face of the demon girl's hasty response, Ophelia did not respond immediately. She maintained her posture in the middle of the balcony, while the strong wind from the mountain range shook her long white locks.
After a few tense seconds in which Roxy seemed to hold her breath waiting for her execution, Ophelia responded with total tranquility.
