Martha and Mike were at a loss.
Now that Peter was the only transmigrator and had apparently convinced Asmodeos to become a mini farmer with him, the world had no other option for a hero, expect Remus the Werewolf.
Remus had a colony of fleas, ate human meat, farted in churches.
If Martha and Mike tried to turn him into a hero, the population of this world would surely fry them in cheap olive oil.
And so, Martha and Mike went there, to the den.
The den was a gathering of the refuse of society. Mostly bards who had romanced the wrong merchant's daughter one too many times.
One of them was as handsome as a song, and about as prideful as a peacock.
His name was Ferenc, which added to his charm.
The plan was simple: make Ferenc Peter's Muse. Have him do the quests.
There was one problem, though:
Ferenc was not gay.
