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"Forget it. If you are unwilling to merge, I will not force you…"
Matthew pretended to retreat in order to advance.
Peggy grabbed Matthew's wrist.
Her soul fire trembled violently, and her voice carried a trace of strangeness.
"Just once!"
Matthew replied slowly,
"That works too.
" But each time, it only corresponds to the right to use the Saint Grass Ring for a week."
Peggy was in disbelief.
"You want to merge with me once a week?"
Matthew thought for a moment.
" Theoretically, there shouldn't be such a high frequency.
" Under normal circumstances, other than exploring the physical body and boundaries of the fusion state, as well as when there is a need for combat, I will not take the initiative to request fusion under other circumstances."
Matthew's words were sincere.
