Melisa's breathing at this moment was sometimes weak and sometimes filled with urgency and anxiety.
In her eyes, there was an emotion mixed with despair, pleading, and pain.
The more she talked to the black-haired, green-eyed maiden, the more she felt her brain turning blank.
"..."
Lanci had originally planned to try summoning the strongest illusion of the Great Love Poet when he was alone, then spar with her, and if he could win, he might become the new member of the Great Demon Clan before meeting with Hyperion and Antanas.
But now, he encountered a warden who was addicted to the Great Love Poet and was even being forced to summon the illusion of the Great Love Poet.
At the moment, no amount of coaxing seems to appease the warden's mood, and if he continues to talk or delay with her, she might lose her sanity completely.
"Indeed, the Great Love Poet is a sly one, a perfectly normal warden was turned into this state by her voice."
Lanci sighed internally.