Ivan saw Ilima's thoughts, her evasive eyes, and her fearful look.

"No...."

After calling out feebly, Ilima also fell asleep.

"You are really becoming more and more like a devil."

The figure of the chip appeared in Ivan's mind, and his chuckling words were like a villain who succeeded in his prank.

"...Perhaps, I have already been."

Ivan recalled the expression on the elf Ilima's face. He had no reason to tell himself that he was not a devil in her mind.

"Then since it's already happened, will you do it more thoroughly?"

Chip smiled cutely, as if he could read Ivan's thoughts.

"You know everything and you still ask me?"

Ivan rolled his eyes. This person lived in his heart. What didn't he know?

"Hey...."
Chapter completed!