Impossible to Guard Against!

"What joke? If we wait any longer, I'm going to become one myself!"

Evelina resisted Rahem's suggestion.

But after quite a while, when the spirit woman saw that the mechanical lifeform still had no intention of changing its mind and was about to conjure a cannon to blast the demon nest at the canyon entrance, she compromised.

"Go on, then. I hope your joke can make me feel a little less nervous..."

"No problem, beautiful lady."

Rahem's mechanical head spun a cheerful seven hundred and twenty degrees atop its neck, while his twelve gun barrels sounded off in a rhythmic burst.

"According to collected data, among all organic lifeforms in the entire universe, the Spirit Clan ranks among the very best in terms of appearance."

"Whether male or female, they are born with a natural charm when it comes to looks."

"If you just wanted to praise us Spirit Clan for being good-looking, there was no need." A hint of pride appeared on Evelina's face.

"Because that is an established fact. It doesn't need to be emphasized."

"And this doesn't count as a joke. It's merely flattery."

"Patience, beautiful lady." Rahem's voice remained stiff and devoid of emotion.

"The main event comes later."

"Because of their innate and powerful appeal, the Spirit Clan's normal reproduction has been affected to a certain extent."

"Many romantic relationships detrimental to the continuation of the species have emerged."

Hearing this, Evelina narrowed her eyes and, somewhat irritated, hurled a fireball that brutally blew apart a Corrupt Filth Demon's head.

"You mean same... Uh, isn't that a bit too much setup? Why haven't I heard your joke yet?"

"The next sentence is the joke," Rahem replied. He suddenly retracted his gun barrels, and three sharp steel blades sprang from beneath his ribs.

His seemingly cumbersome