Chapter 1457: Royal Gala (Part 1)

"Can you please not call me darling? It creeps me out." Lith replied.

The only times the Hydra acted flirty with him was when she needed Origin Flames to refine a new batch of materials. Faluel's experiments with the Hands of Menadion required a constant supply of resources that was up to him to purify.

The process had already made Lith interrupt his research several times and wasted precious time to recover from the fatigue that the extensive use of Origin Flames inflicted upon his body.

Sure, it counted as Spirit Domination training, but Lith hated both being interrupted and his work schedule being scrapped.

"No can do, darling. You asked me to be your plus one for the night and I'm just playing my part. Am I such a bother that you'd rather be swarmed by noble dames and gold diggers?" Faluel said.

"The jury is still out on that."

"You son of a-"