"Only Duke Archer knows about that, Baron Atreus…"
Ah, of course only Duke Archer knows.
He wants to enslave his wife and children to remain as the curse of King Bahamut's servants in a seemingly luxurious but empty place like this.
But despite that, I'm quite reassured that Countess Azalea wasn't as affected as her daughter.
While there may be the same seal on Countess Azalea's pussy, she seems strong enough to keep it from paralyzing her like her daughter.
My attention was diverted momentarily to Terra, the golem still standing frozen, awaiting my instructions.
"Terra, what's the situation outside?" I asked.
"THERE ARE STILL SOME VENTURA SOLDIERS ATTACKING AND DEFENDING…BUT THEY ARE NO LONGER ATTACKING, LORD VERMILLION," Terra replied firmly.
"HAH…! IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF MY POISON, GOLEM! I AM THE ONE WHO MADE THEM STRETCH UNTIL THEY FINALLY DIED! NO MATTER HOW STRONG THEIR ARMOR IS, THEY CAN'T RESIST MY STRONGEST POISON GAS!" The Great Wyvern suddenly chimed in.
