"Hey, hey. Where are you two going? Why are both of you ignoring me?"
Luna, on the other hand, was ignored thoroughly, and she was gnashing her teeth in anger.
Ian followed the corridor and came inside a large ladies' room carrying Sylvia in his arms, which he found with his mental power, and closed the door.
However, suddenly the door opened again, followed by a little elf who was thrown outside by Ian.
"Stay outside. What we will do isn't something a little girl should look at."
He warned Luna, who was pouting in dissatisfaction and closed the door again, not giving her a chance.
"Who is the little girl? I'm already a mature fairy," she shouted in dissatisfaction, but unfortunately, no one listened to her voice.
...
Inside the large room decorated with expensive furniture and designs, Ian carried Sylvia, who was hiding her head in his chest like an ostrich, to the luxurious bed at the center.
