A complex formation lay above.
"Doesn't look like your dick was that great." Cassarae whispered.
"Yeah?" Sylas asked, still focused on the formation. "Seemed to work just fine on you."
"Well I'm not an S-tier."
"Does that mean you don't want to be the only wife anymore?"
"Don't try me, Sylas Brown."
Sylas smiled, but didn't say too much. Finally, he looked down and met the Duchess' gaze.
Between now and the last time Sylas had seen the Duchess, she had probably gone through quite a lot. Not to mention the fact she was surely no longer as naive as she was as her younger self, she was an S-tier.
If not for the chains binding her now, her gaze and presence alone would have been enough to crush them.
Sylas was pretty sure that he had set everything up properly. However… the knight.
They had only experienced what happened after the Monkey King summoned it, but given the kind of characters Sylas was dealing with, it wasn't impossible for them to have deduced things on their own.
