Zich looked at the creature more carefully. He compared every aspect of its face—eyes, nose, lips, and even its eyebrows and jaws—with Lyla’s. They weren’t very alike, but he still got the feeling that they were similar. 

“A princess and a goddess? I know Lyla is beautiful enough to be called those words, but isn’t your flattery too much? Or do you have another reason for addressing her that way?”

Zich stared at Lyla exaggeratedly again, and then he turned to Hans this time.

“You also called this guy a crown prince.” Zich turned his eyes forward again and pointed at himself with his thumb. “And you called me an emperor. Are you saying that Hans and Lyla are my kids or something? In fact, I don’t have any children or even a wife.”

—I don’t know the relationship between you three. I simply spoke with the knowledge I had.

“That makes me curious. What is this knowledge you are talking about?”

—I’m not sure. What do you think it is?”

The creature smiled. It was an irritating smile that didn’t show even a sprinkle of courtesy.

“Is your head lacking or did you not understand my question? Ah, actually, did you not understand my question because your head is lacking?” At Zich’s sarcastic remarks, the creature’s snide smile disappeared. “I thought you were quite the sarcastic...