Leonhardt leaned back against the hard inn wall with a smile. The thick scent of sweet and spicy meat lingered after buying extra to take home with them. Without shame, he removed his robe and tossed it across the room, sitting nude on the bed.
"I want to have those two become members of our kingdom..."
Leon closed his eyes, resting in the seemingly empty room.
However, from the small door across from him, beside the makeup table and small desk, there was complimentary fruit and four eyes peeking through the gap.
"Move dark elf!"
"Ugh... damn orc stop pushing me!"
He pretended not to know and sat with his legs apart while leaning on one knee.
The two women had spent the past half hour fighting over meat skewers, and now they fought over peeping.
"Look at it... it brings even orcs to shame!"
"Hmph! Comparing our master to anything other than a god is wrong!"
Nyxara's blind worship seemed to have reached an all-time high, although Olga was no better...
