"Will you really let me live?"
The Dark Elf asked in doubt. The trembling in her hand never stopped as she tried to stand firm where she was.
"I told you. It will not be in my hands but at least. I can know you're sincere at surrendering if you throw me that sphere and any other sphere you might have on you."
If they could produce twelve of it, there's probably more in her possession. And like I thought, she never denied it and instead asked me, still in doubt.
"… How can I trust you?"
"You can't trust your enemy. I can kill you right now, whether you use that or not. But if you did what I said, I can guarantee that I will not move against you. Unless you give me the motive to do that."
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