"Master Diluc, what are you planning to do?!" one of the subordinates asks, not hiding his excitement, trying to catch up with the red-haired man, who is furiously walking forward without any desire to stop.

"What do you mean? To meet our guests," Diluc casually throws an answer towards the man, starting to stretch his neck, as if preparing for a fight.

"With a sword?!" The subordinate's voice is already breaking into a desperate cry, while he is hastily trying to catch up with his master and convince him.

"I want to immediately show them my intentions without unnecessary ceremony," explains Diluc, standing near the very place where the carriage with the ambassador was supposed to drive up.

Diluc did not suspect with what delight the very ambassador from the fox people would look at him when he saw the heavy sword and the desire to kill him in the eyes of the red-haired master.