Azaroth returned to their residence after slaughtering all the warriors of the Dragon Tiger Palace.
It had been half a day since he had been gone.
As he went to the living room, he saw Laura waiting for him. She handed him a cup of tea with a smile on her face.
"Here is your favorite tea, master," Laura spoke.
Azaroth sipped his tea while taking a seat on the sofa, and he commented, "It was a delightful battle."
Laura sat ahead of him, gazed at him, and noticed bloodstains on his clothes and skin. She found him so good-looking at this time.
She hadn't realized when she began to have such wicked thoughts. But now that they had begun, Laura had no way of controlling them.
She was slightly fearful of returning to the Elf Kingdom. She knew that her race would think she had been completely corrupted in the human world. They would think she didn't deserve to be their princess.
