Explosions and firelight filled the sewers.
When Stia, who had been forced back, anxiously searched for Liao Ji, she discovered that the young man had already been taken far away from her.
At Liao Ji's left and right stood the bionic maid, smoke still rising from the gun barrels on her arms, and Irin, who had only recently been sent away by Stia to keep her from Liao Ji, but had now returned with a greatsword in hand!
Oh, there was also the knight Tamik, but his style clashed so drastically with everyone else around him that he was subconsciously ignored.
"Old relic, she... she didn't do anything to you, did she?" The girl immediately turned a concerned gaze toward Liao Ji behind her.
"No, but if you'd come any later, that might not have been the case."
Seeing Liao Ji's pale, feeble face, looking as though he was about to collapse, and recalling the maid's simulation results, Irin felt even more heartbroken and guilty. She tightened her grip on her sword.
"I-I'm sorry, I came too late. If I'd noticed the message you gave me sooner—"
Before Irin could finish, Liao Ji repeatedly waved his hands. "No, no. Honestly, the fact that you understood what that business card meant already exceeded my expectations."
"What!? Is that all you expected from me? Do you take me for an idiot?" The girl's guilt and self-reproach instantly vanished, replaced by an angry glare.
"Hard to say."
"Then what would you have done if I hadn't come?"
"What else? I'd have obediently let her drain me until she was satisfied."
Seeing Liao Ji's expression that clearly said, "It's not like my wife would lose out anyway," Irin's face flushed red as she spat.
"You filthy perv—have you no shame!?"
"What? You're not playing