Realm Master Malzor Hexadra couldn't take this insult lying down like an obedient boy-toy.
He was the one enslaving others and not the other way around.
Who did this nine-headed bitch think she was?
He sneered, "Are the four turtles beneath you your lovers?"
"That's right."
Realm Master Felza Nyssadra didn't hesitate to accept.
"There are many of them back home, but they could barely entertain me. Are you any different?" She even sounded proud of having a harem of men.
"Alright, you're one big slut of an empress. I can't compare, but even if you beg me to take your tainted blood, I'll never accept it."
Realm Master Malzor Hexadra said seriously.
The people in the army had an odd look on their faces.
Was this a realm war? Why did it feel like they were in a brothel instead?
"…"
