"Don't get in my way, Santz." The female S-tier said coldly. "I can feel you encroaching on my Will. Don't think I won't have a falling out with you over this."
The old man chuckled. "I'm just curious, I'm just curious. You seem to be very eager to catch him all of a sudden. Do you mind telling me why that is?"
"Are you not chasing after him with me? Are we not going at the same speed? What are you talking about?"
She received yet another chuckle in reply. "We're only going at the same speed because I'm intoxicated by your scent. It's been a while since we've shared a bed. What do you say we have another go at it after we teach this brat a lesson?"
Her expression went cold. How could she be interested in laying with this man again when a chance to build out a perfect army of descendants was right in front of her?
"Why do you look so offended?" Santz asked with a chuckle. "I seem to remember you liking it quite a bit before."
"You are delusional?"
