Garak and Marcor quickly averted Mimi's gaze, rubbing the back of their heads and trying their best to look innocent, as if they had nothing to do with the weakened state of Jaigar's girls.
"M… mou!" Mimi huffed, stomping her feet as she walked back toward Liana and the others, her tail flicking in annoyance.
Liana smiled, her steps graceful and measured, both hands clasped in front of her. Her maid dress swayed elegantly with each step, but her aura was anything but gentle, radiating a calm, terrifying pressure.
"Young Master~"
"Ah…" Javier quickly averted his eyes before turning to face her, flashing his best innocent grin. "C… can we discuss this after… err…" He pointed toward Jaigar, who was in the middle of absorbing the greatsword's power.
