"Anesthesia, when are you going to give me the best reward?"
Draven questioned as he kissed her tender hands. Having a romantic moment, Anesthesia said while giggling and clutching Draven's neck.
"My prince, this is the last mission, and this time I will give you the most priceless item that you desire."
She shoved him onto the stone as she spoke, and then she boldly sat on him. Draven remarked with a smile, "You already know, darling, how much I urge you to get stronger and to summon more demons for us. I even defy my father."
"The emperor, ah! I wonder what he should do if he learns that his son was the main culprit."
Hearing Anesthesia, they both burst out laughing. Alfred and Veronica overheard what they said. However, they had no idea what they were planning for.
"So it was her," Alfred murmured. He was stunned to hear them. They found it hard to imagine that Draven and Anesthesia were to blame for this. yet Draven? What was his goal?
