Lawrence's Black Shoe Bar
The district near the iceberg was bitterly cold.
At Han Dong's suggestion, everyone came to a fairly upscale bar to talk in private.
Besides Han Dong and Green, Sally and Hop came along as well.
Han Dong had originally planned to invite Ninth Primordial—Kitt.
However, finding it troublesome and knowing Green would not kill him, Kitt decisively refused and continued locking himself in a little dark room to contemplate his next suicide plan.
Inside the private room.
Since Green forcefully insisted on sitting beside Han Dong, Sally could only sit opposite them with Hop.
Gulp, gulp~
Green held a large boot-shaped goblet and drained two gallons of blackberry wine in one go.
Han Dong was worried the liquor might leak out through the little holes covering Green's body...
Burp~
An enormous belch emerged from the holes around Green's throat.
"It really tastes pretty good..."
Having just set down the goblet, she casually draped an arm over Han Dong's shoulder.
One eyeball looked at Han Dong, while another looked at Sally across from them.
"When I crawled out of the cave earlier, I heard you and Sally talking in private. You two seem to have gotten a lot closer...
I suppose you've both been staying in London City all this time, right?
Hey~ can you tell me how many you've had altogether? Village-level, town-level, or city-level?
Do you have any offspring in London City? Can you let me see the quality of your offspring... If they're good enough, I might consider having descendants too.
Of course, if Miss Sally is busy, I can go find the Black Goat from the previous Primordial Body.
That big sister seems quite nice too. Her fertility is second to none.
Anyway, I'm about to Construct Myth as well. This London