Byron originally thought that the [Radiant Queen] had specifically sought him out alone to discuss serious matters concerning the life and death of humans in the Desert Empire and even the entire three continents.
It wasn't that Byron was boasting.
In the secular world, with his current strength and status, he was more qualified to be the "leader" of this Silver Continent than Frederick III of The Holy Silver Empire or Queen [The Unblemished] Isabella of Castilia.
Hearing this kind of talk from such a peerless beauty, naturally, it felt... quite abrupt.
Here I am considering you as an ally against the Ancient God's Chosen Races, a companion with similar ideals, and you ask me to help you have a child? And have you forgotten you're a married woman?
Unconsciously, a flashy little ad popped into his mind:
"Married woman 31, beautiful and sexy, husband injured accidentally resulting in infertility, no * life, assets worth billions with no heir.
