370. Madam, Do You Mind?

"Holy crap, Afa!"

Having slept his fill, Hogg opened his eyes to see Afa staring daggers at him, her face full of resentment, looking as if she wanted to execute him on the spot.

"Hogg, has anyone ever told you that you talk in your sleep, grind your teeth, fart, and snore?"

Hogg naturally refused to admit to such slander. He was a model sleeper; how could he possibly make such a racket? This must be... it must be... Unable to find a reason, Hogg turned his head and pointed at Goda, who had just been woken up in the corner:

"This must be the noise Goda made. Don't you go framing an innocent person."

Goda thought to himself, I was just sleeping, how did I run into this bullshit the moment I woke up? This is too shameless, actually shifting the blame onto a dog! Baka yarou! It seems the cherry blossoms in my hometown are about to bloom.

Not letting him quibble further, Alpharius had a mission to complete. She picked up the broken horn on the table, tossed it to Hogg, and relayed the message the Kobold had told her to deliver:

"You dog, I still can't figure out why that Kobold would help you. He said this is the last time, but you have to buff the Angel's stats in the game. Did you hear me?"

Clutching the broken horn, Hogg, who had been emo just a moment ago, instantly recovered. He grabbed Goda, who had come over sniffing for a scent, and while rubbing the dog's head, he laughed wildly:

"Hahaha, destiny is on my side! I knew he was loyal. How could the Dog-man Warmaster betray his Emperor? Goda didn't die; he's still alive!

Eighty-eight years of the dog-claw ring, a loyal and righteous