Fein wasn't thinking rationally anymore, overwhelmed by his amplified urges. The accumulated sexual frustrations from not having had one since his transmigration.
Drinking one hundred glasses of the strongest alcohol in the South.
Plus, the aphrodisiac that Kate gave him. It really messed up his thinking and he could only think with the lower part of his body now.
Fein waited for a minute before Kate showed up. He couldn't really wait any longer. Something is rising, but it's not the shield hero.
"Fein, are you okay?" Kate asked worriedly. Then she came and sat beside him. Seeing his flushed face and bloodshot eyes, Kate knew that her plans have succeeded.
'Cut the act!' Fein cursed inwardly.
"Help me find a room. The further it is to the hall, the better." Fein tried his best to suppress the inner demon that wants him to drag Kate to the ground and ravaged her.
