Although the entire exchange had been rather chaotic, the final result was still fairly satisfactory to Landen. Katarina had firmly refused Landen's proposal to send her back, but she had at least agreed that as long as Landen kept her entertained for the next while, she would stop the people from the Vol Family who came to Landen Territory looking for her.
But Landen was still suffering from a headache. Just what had that previous predecessor done with Katarina before? Brothels, taverns... Clearly, this little wildcat enjoyed lively places.
And what lively places did this territory have now? The hobgoblin den? The Lizardfolk camp? Or perhaps that Experimental Field?
Just as Landen was racking his brains over how to make this young lady happy, the little wildcat dealt him another heavy blow.
"Hey, you're called Hogg, right? When I went to that cave the other day, weren't there two hobgoblins about to give birth? Hurry up and take me to see them!"
"This... is the fun thing you were talking about?"
"What, do you need to worry about what I like to play? If you're capable, take me somewhere fun! Are you trying to take me to your bedroom again?"
"..."
At this, Landen could only sigh. As expected of a noble's daughter—her interests were truly... unique.
This "simple" request made Landen breathe a little easier, but it also put him on higher alert. Their previous conversation had made him realize something. Out of habit, he always treated the other party in a conversation as human. This problem had not been obvious when he was dealing with hobgoblins or Lizardfolk; after all, the gap between those races and humans was too great. However, when speaking with a Dark Elf, he would unconsciously treat her as human.
In reality, Dark Elves