Today, Hegel wanted to drink Duncan under the table, as he was already itching to move.
Hegel wanted to save face.
Duncan looked at the radiant Ocean Current Goddess, Okeimete, in front of him and said slowly, "If you are unwilling…"
Before he could finish his words, Okeimete covered his lips with her palm, white like jade. Her breath was fragrant as she pushed Duncan down, gazing into his eyes, and whispered, "Am I beautiful?"
For a moment, Duncan was captivated by her beauty and slowly nodded.
Okeimete flashed a seductive smile akin to a Sea Demon, straddled Duncan's waist, signaled her handmaidens and other Oceanids to attend, then bent her slender waist, revealing the grandeur of the Great Snow Mountain, and softly said, "Without this, the Furious Gods would never truly trust us."
"We also need the trust and favor of the Lady of Fury."
"All of this is destined."
"If not you, then someone else, but undoubtedly you are the best choice."
"We have no other choice."
