"What's the point of Tomb King Nite, I'm still interested in the Izalith Witch."
"According to the usual practice of the Sain Dungeon, she might be a great beauty!"
"I agree with your idea."
"If the Izalith Witch really is a great beauty, I would be delighted."
"You guys... aren't you being a bit too relaxed..."
Sain Dungeon, Demon Relics.
His Highness the Third Prince of the Warrior Country—Temude looked helplessly at the excited warriors in front of him and couldn't help reminding them.
He had to give a reminder, as his warriors were already exuding the scent of hormones, unbelievably having an 'O' moment over a boss monster they hadn't even seen!
"Have I been too strict with them usually..."
Temude couldn't help but deeply reflect, thinking he should be more relaxed with them in the future.
At this moment, they were situated in the Demon Relics.
