"Ah, however, there was one clue that I couldn't figure out back then. They say that our tribe members will feel a sudden urge to do something, which when we succeed in doing, we will be able to resurrect our bloodline."
"You mean, your urge to have intercourse with me is an example?"
"Hehe, I think so too, Young Master. Therefore, I am very grateful to you. I promise to be faithful to you. Even if you do not grant me any status, I will not let anyone else touch my body."
He continued by raising his three fingers up and performing an oath, "I swear on the ancestors of our whitescarf tribe. If I break it, I am ready to become dust."
"You don't have to make an oath."
He knew the oath taken by Daria was the highest oath that could be taken by those of the beastkin race.
Lev got up from the bed while exhaling. He didn't need to pretend that he couldn't see by groping around because Daria already understood that Lev could visualize the surroundings without the need for eyeballs.
