"Compared to social destruction, I think he would rather accidentally erase your memory,"
Ai ai ai?
Cersei's eyes widened again. What the hell was this?
She just couldn't understand.
Since when did Merlin have dates with men?
Cersei's first reaction was to think An Su was bluffing her; it was utterly baffling and impossible to imagine Bishop Merlin doing such a thing.
But seeing An Su's earnest look, with all the seriousness shimmering in his eyes, made Cersei hesitate.
Well, let this guy take advantage. After all, it wasn't her who was losing out.
"Alright," she sighed lightly and wrote on the paper, "I buy the answer for your meeting gift, so this should be good, right?"
That's more like it.
An Su also revealed a kind smile.
"What gift?"
Compared to fighting and killing, he still preferred making deals, ensuring mutual wins was the duty of a devout saint.
And An Su didn't want to make a big fuss either.
