Asmodeos was practicing his mana, as he was sweeping gnome after gnome out of the way.
Peter was running as fast as he could, although he had a broom in his hand and was also sweeping gnomes.
He had understood that the shifter gnomes were actually great perverts. Didn't want his private moments with Asmodeos to be ruined by these critters.
But the fact was, Peter felt bad about sweeping them away. He honestly wanted to help them somehow, but he knew that they needed holy water and probably a spanking.
"Asmodeos, can we just, I don't know, go back to the restaurant? They won't come inside… I hope," for the first time in a very long time, Peter had a full belly.
He had started with grilled chicken with potatoes. Then he ate rice with milk and finally, finally, he ate a gluten-free pancake.
