Bab 149: Chapter 36: Safe?

When it came to Evaine, Lancelot transformed into a different beast as he rushed towards her private room using his ether at the maximum capacity and slammed into her room just to make sure she was alright, only to find her standing looking in the mirror and itching her ass...

Ah... She's fine! He thought, ignoring her vulgar state as she looked at him with a shocked face, staggered to her seat and fell with a small thud.

His eyes looked at her pale face before moving closer and sitting beside her and holding her hand like she was going to die or was a sick patient. "Are you alright?" He whispered into her ear, trying to calm his raging heart. 

"Y-You saw nothing! Right?" Evaine didn't shake his hand but instead held it tightly, stroking his hand as she seemed worried. 

"I noticed you admiring yourself in the mirror and itching yourself, but it was still quite sexy, so you get a pass."

Pah!