Anos: "No, no, Illiya—it's I who must ask for your understanding."
As the group politely conversed, they tacitly moved past the previous topic and shifted their attention to the next matter.
Anos smoothly changed the subject. "It's nearly time for the banquet to begin. If we keep pushing responsibility around like this, we'll have to reschedule the banquet."
With a cheerful smile, Illiya stepped onto the conversational step Anos had provided and followed his lead. "That's true. Then we'll trouble His Majesty the Demon King. Besides, we still have time to freshen up a bit. After all, attending a banquet in bathrobes…"
Anos instantly understood the unspoken part of Illiya's sentence. "Then I won't disturb you any further. In a little while, someone will come to escort you to the banquet. I'll take my leave for now—see you at dinner."
With that, Anos turned and left the room without any lingering hesitation, casually closing the door behind him.
