Mitrice, who had only recently become Owen's maid, was left utterly speechless.
She had already been astounded by how Caesar and Empress Monica showed such respect toward Owen, both of them being formidable Tier-8 powerhouses and high-ranking figures she could only look up to.
Yet this was only the tip of the iceberg.
Her admiration and respect for Owen grew even stronger.
She felt certain that following him was the wisest decision of her life.
If she could hold onto this "golden thigh," she would truly be safe.
And if she could even gain Owen's favor, it would be the ultimate blessing.
With that thought, she adjusted her already revealing attire, lifting her chest to accentuate her curves even more, adding to her allure.
Amtea and the others were equally stunned, realizing that they had barely scratched the surface of who Owen truly was.
With awe and anticipation, they followed behind Owen into the tomb.
