In another territory, previously known as the Poison Lord Villa Territory, to be exact, two figures had just met when one of them quickly pounced on the other.
"Davis! The people of the Grand Beginnings Continent already know that I'm your best friend, bosom brother, bedwarme-"
"Stop right there." Davis instantly raised his hand, but Drake shook his head.
"Because of you, I would be targeted. I am unlucky, so give me some immortal crystals. Or else…"
Drake's eyes were wide as he revealed a threatening gaze, his hand lowering before he began tugging his pants as though wanting to remove them.
"You shameless freak...!"
Davis couldn't help but chuckle as he slapped Drake's shoulder with a bunch of immortal crystals, causing the latter to freak out as he hurriedly gathered them with his soul force. His expression then became one of relief as he wiped his imaginary sweat on his forehead.
