Seeing the beautiful youths gathered together, they quickly split into groups under the lead of the most flamboyant blonde youth, sneaking into the knights' "happy home" in batches.
Ponson, as if struck by lightning: "......"
Lance closed his eyes, a vein throbbing on his forehead, "Ponson, the people you hired…"
He couldn't help but curse, "Are they idiots?"
Ponson: "..."
Ponson was petrified.
Locke blankly stared at the boy who seemed to be his wife, Milia.
"No, Lance, now's not the time to worry about this…"
"Are their faces the only things that changed, or…" He didn't dare to say more, too terrified of the thought.
This was enough to make the entire knight order jump into the moat a hundred times.
George looked expressionlessly at the few 'insiders.'
"I also want to know, what did you do, to force my wife to turn into a man."
Hopes crushed mercilessly, a few knights demonstrated an on-the-spot pupil earthquake.
