At this moment, Katya's face was slightly changing hues, and under the glow of the firelight, her beauty was even more pronounced. Komer observed her openly, wanting to see how this woman would react to his behavior.
"Viscount, don't you think your actions are playing with fire?" After a while, Katya finally exhaled and spoke somberly.
"Heh, are Barbarians fire? Well, perhaps they could be considered as such. This fire might indeed be scorching, but those who play with fire are not necessarily doomed to burn. It all depends on the skill and ability of the one playing with it. If handled properly, I believe this fire can bring us warmth and bring fear and burns to our enemies," Komer said presumptuously while sitting on a luxurious woolen hammock, making Katya feel somewhat confined. She subconsciously wanted to sit up, but then thought it might seem like a sign of weakness, so she simply curled her legs slightly to avoid physical contact between them.
