"Lamia means she wants to buy information from you in the future," Abigail calmly reminded on the side.
Upon hearing this, Aiden looked up at Lamia, who, supported by her serpentine tail, towered over his seated form by half a body length.
"Hehe, seeing Qiqimora getting quite a lot of benefits from you, I can't help but feel a bit jealous," Lamia said with a smile, leaning in close through the gray mist to look down at Aiden's face, "How about we get on better terms, what do you say?"
"Oh…" Aiden responded expressionlessly.
Being close to a woman with a hot figure and no clothes on is something many would desire, easily inspiring some bold ideas—provided that said woman's hot features weren't limited to her upper body and that her lower body wasn't a snake tail capable of strangling a water buffalo.
Aiden closely observed the sharp fangs in her mouth and the soft, forked tongue, wondering how many brave souls in the world could entertain bold ideas about such a woman.
