Grand Duke Ravengard did not make things difficult for Zariel. From his position, it was not really appropriate for him to do so. After all, as the lord of Baldur's Gate, coming to Elturel to act as the leader of the survivors was already overstepping his bounds. What right did he have to question the archangel who had turned from evil on behalf of the people of Elturel?
Thus, he was the first present to express his willingness to cooperate, and the Flaming Fist mercenaries under his command had no objections. The remaining Hellriders, however, still... That person seemed to understand what An Youran intended. With a casual tap of his finger against her shoulder, a warm current immediately flowed into her body, and her weak, powerless body seemed to come alive again.
"Do you really not want me to wash you?" He placed her on the chair, enjoying the sight of her looking so languid.
"He went. He definitely went. Just look at that conflicted expression of his—you could tell nothing good had happened again." Yan Anxing took a sip of beer and said with a grin.
"Didn't you say you ate outside?" Though Father Xiang said that, he was very pleased inside.
He had seen his mother acting as though she alone ruled the world and no one could compare to her so often that he had long since grown numb to it. He had never expected someone to be able to handle her. With such a chance before him, of course he had to have some fun.
Baili Yanyu was visibly stunned by her words. It was not that he was overthinking it, but something about her tone seemed off. Yet he could not say what was wrong, so he could only chuckle foolishly to conceal his