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"Why?" Gavid chuckled at Noir’s question while refilling his empty glass. "I've always wanted to fight Hamel."
"But there's a difference between a fight and a duel," Noir responded with a laugh. She was well aware of what kind of man Gavid Lindman was. He had served the Demon King of Incarceration the longest out of any other Blades. He stood as the strongest and most loyal among his predecessors.
"Your sought-after duel directly contradicts the wishes of the Demon King of Incarceration. He desires Hamel to ascend Babel, so shouldn't you be waiting there for Hamel, in alignment with the Demon King of Incarceration’s will?" Noir's voice softened into a seductive whisper as if to probe into Gavid’s intentions.
"Yet, you've declared a duel with Hamel, and on top of that, it’s not in Babel. You did it before he even set out for Babel,” Noir continued to probe.
"That's how it turned out," Gavid murmured while swirling his drink.
Noir smirked and leaned back in her seat.
"If you simply wanted Hamel dead, opportunities were aplenty before. Very easy chances, even,” Noir continued.
"Not as easy as you would think,” responded Gavid.
Gavid vividly recalled the end of the war in Hauria. He had drawn Glory and employed the Demoneye of Divine Glory. Hamel had been powerless. Despite the other humans who shielded Hamel with their bodies, Gavid’s demonic sword could have cut through all obstacles to kill him.
But he hadn’t. He had stopped his strike because of Hamel’s mocking smile. Yet, even if he had ignored it and struck, killing Hamel would have been impossible.
Such was the extent of Noir Giabella's power. She had been...
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