The Lord's Attitude

At the invitation from the Lord to "get into bed," William appeared delighted, but inwardly he felt a spasm of discomfort.

Ever since stepping into this bedchamber, he had been observing it carefully.

The most dangerous area here was undoubtedly the giant round bed where the Lord was. The conversation just now had seemed normal, but William still couldn't see through the Lord's true thoughts or position.

Yet there was no way to retreat from his current situation, so he could only walk forward with a smile.

As the Old World's largest Source Plague Zone, and with Jin smoothing things over here, William had to come to the Cancer Palace to seize the opportunity and perhaps even establish an alliance.

Meeting the Lord was only a matter of time.

Since he had managed to meet her before the war with the Bloodfolk, he had to determine her position as much as possible.

As he climbed the curved stairs, the shrinking distance allowed William to clearly see the Lord's posture, attire, and physical details.

From the upper thighs down, her lower body had transformed into soft, even fluid, tumor structures that spread across the surface of the round bed. He didn't know whether her true form was naturally like this or whether it had become this way under Jin's massage.

The flesh-red, close-fitting dress actually had fairly concealed metal trim, as well as numerous extremely fine threads inside. It seemed that with the touch of a certain switch, the long dress would rapidly draw tight and transform into a close-fitting suit of female armor.

Feeling the aura emanating from the Lord, William could almost see her valiant battle stance.

Only the strange red veil completely concealed her face, making it impossible to see her true appearance.

The veil also bore metal