Watching Himeko and March 7th about to draw their weapons, Sampo frowned slightly, his face all flattery.
Neither Himeko nor March 7th was any ordinary person, and as he was now, Sampo really could not afford to offend them.
There was no helping it. Two fists could not beat four hands. He could not win...
As for why exactly? To see the colors of Elation, Sampo liked to role-play.
Unless he truly faced a catastrophe, Sampo would behave himself and look for amusement within the limits of his abilities.
After all, as an Emanator of the Path of Elation, finding a little unique enjoyment really was not easy.
As for destroying planets or saving the world? Sorry, he had absolutely no interest.
So, faced with Himeko and March 7th's threats, Sampo could only meekly back down. His performance was not over yet; he could not leave the stage so soon.
Although Himeko had not spoken, the worldly-wise Sampo had already reached a judgment from her attitude.
It seemed his buddy Lin Feng was walking a somewhat different road from his own.
By Sampo's guess, if his current role was that of a clown, Lin Feng's ought to be that of a wandering playboy.
"You're something else, buddy. I didn't even notice earlier, but neither of these ladies of yours is ordinary..."
Sampo spoke slowly, a hint of something else in his words.
"Oh? What's so extraordinary about them?"
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Lin Feng asked calmly.
Sampo was an Emanator of Elation, after all. Perhaps he really could discover something extraordinary?
"Ahem... with those looks, figures, and bearing, they're absolutely goddess material. Of course they're extraordinary."
"Going by those standards, there really aren't many women in all of Belobog who would suit your tastes..."
Sampo laughed it off casually, the