Shalltear did not come alone; she was accompanied by two Vampire Brides, who could also be called her beloved concubines.
At this moment, they also knelt down, their revealing clothes nearly exposing them. Although they were automatically generated monsters of only levels 20-30, their appearances were distinct.
Of course, they were all beauties, otherwise Shalltear would not have brought them along. Peroroncino had set up a preference for being surrounded by beautiful women.
"Shalltear, it's good to see you, but it's not time to depart yet. It would be better to wait in the carriage for a while. There's no need to specially greet me."
Although it was a corner, it would not be good if someone saw them, especially with so many beauties gathered together.
"How can that be? This is my first time seeing Lord Sig's human form, and I wish to quickly admire your figure," Shalltear said with a smile, her voice always carrying a peculiar lilt, exuding an enchanting aura.
Coupled with her impressive bust, it was enough to make most people fall at her feet.
"Ahem, aren't you more interested in the Guildmaster? Do you want me to help you, Shalltear?" Sig said with a light chuckle.
Upon hearing this, Shalltear's face turned pale with fright. Had her disrespectful words reached Lord Sig? What should she do now!
No, no, calm down. This must be a warning.
That's right, she must apologize, she must apologize!
It must have been Albedo who, using her position, told Lord Sig. Ah, ah, she was careless.
"Th-that… Lord Sig, I must apologize for my slip of the tongue!" Shalltear said sincerely, clutching her chest. "Please forgive me for saying such disrespectful words as 'Lord Flying Squirrel is more charming'."
Sig said helplessly, "There's no need to apologize for something like this. Your fetish is necrophilia, so it's normal for you to find the Guildmaster more charming."
"You don't mind?"
"The Guildmaster and I are good friends; I wouldn't take something like this to heart. Perhaps it's an honor to have beautiful women like you discuss my charm."
It was like girls in school arguing about who was more handsome; as long as they were normal friends, the two people being discussed wouldn't mind if they found out.
No one would be that petty, right?
Seeing Shalltear becoming increasingly flustered, Sig softened his tone.
"But I'm a little sad now. Shalltear doesn't like me? Am I not handsome enough?"
Shalltear quickly shook her head, blurting out, "No, Lord Sig is of course a good man. In fact, your human form makes me…"
"Makes you what?" Sig narrowed his eyes.
"No, this subordinate has no other meaning, I am very sorry, Lord Sig!" Shalltear knelt down at the sight, looking as if she was about to cry.
The Vampire Brides also knelt down again, lowering their heads and daring not to speak.
The atmosphere instantly plummeted.
"Don't let it happen again, Shalltear. Don't tell anyone about today. This is a special favor I'm granting you."
Seeing that she took it seriously, Sig lost the desire to tease her. It wouldn't be good to actually make her cry.
Aside from her unique fetish, Shalltear's second preference was for beauty. Generally, the closer to human form, the easier it was to discern.
So, it was normal for Shalltear to prefer his human form, especially since his set appearance was very handsome. This could also be considered a form of affirmation.
"Just follow your instincts. I support your choice." Sig extended his hand to Shalltear.
Translated, it meant: Go bravely pursue love! The Guildmaster will accept you! Go for it!
Shalltear, her face slightly flushed, agreed and placed her hand in his, slowly standing up. "Thank you for your magnanimity, Lord Sig."
Sig led her by the hand to the carriage, smiling and making a shushing gesture. "I allow you to discuss such topics privately, but next time, you don't need to tell me."
Not long after Sig left, Shalltear's wail could be heard, "Lord Sig must think I'm an idiot!"
Fortunately, a sound-isolating barrier magic had been set up, and no one noticed the anomaly here.
Sig returned to the dining room and found the lady played by Solution loudly complaining that the food was unappetizing, then she threw her hands up and left.
He sat down at the dining table as if no one else was there, picking out his favorite dishes from the table full of food.
Having gotten used to the rich meals of Nazarick, a change of taste was not bad. Although the texture was much worse, his appetite was good.
His favorite was the cream bread, soft and steaming. The salad also tasted good, but due to the ingredients, it always fell short of delicious standards. To be honest, he missed the meals made by the head chef.
Although he had never met that person, someone who could make such delicious food must be a very interesting person, right?
Oh, Yuri has the chef profession. He hadn't tasted her cooking yet.
After Sebas finished arranging things with Zack, he turned to Sig, who was eating, with a helpless expression. How could a Supreme Being eat here? He suddenly felt that what Solution said was right.
It was so difficult! He should have Seawolves prepare the food and then teleport it over.
But he couldn't use teleportation magic, not even the seventh-tier Greater Teleportation, let alone the tenth-tier Gate.
He could trouble Shalltear; for Lord Sig, she probably wouldn't refuse. But this wasn't a long-term Solution either.
Just as Sebas was troubled, a middle-aged man slowly walked over. "It must be tough, having to set off at this time."
The man's name was Barud Rufrel, and he controlled most of the grain trade in E-Rantel. He had considerable influence in this place, which often served as a bridgehead in battles with the Empire.
Such a wealthy and powerful figure must have approached them with a purpose. Sebas already had an idea at this point.
In fact, this was one of the purposes of this trip: to use the persona of an imperial merchant to associate with influential people, who might be useful in the near future. This was all for the future of Nazarick.
At this moment, Zack had already arrived at the slum and found the leader of the mercenary group's squad, a man who looked very disheveled.
Calling them a mercenary group was more like calling them thieves. In places where wars were frequent, such things were normal. The fact that a deserter like Zack could join showed the nature of this group.
At this time, Solution sent a message, "Lord Sig, they took the bait. They are acting just as you predicted."
Sig cut a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. "Mm, you continue to monitor them. You can report anything to Sebas."
Solution was silent for a moment, then spoke, requesting, "Lord Sig, can this subordinate deal with that human? I will torture him until his last moment; I will absolutely not let him die easily."
"Then he's yours. Be careful not to play too rough; Sebas might be uncomfortable seeing it."
Solution in the room showed a very innocent smile, "Thank you, Lord Sig."
Sig thought for a moment and understood the reason. Solution's reaction must have been because Zack had been speaking ill of him behind his back. Regardless, he'd light a candle for Zack.
Although it was true that he was overbearing first, how could he pour cold water on his subordinate because of that? Sorry, Zack.