With a plan in mind, they could immediately put it into practice.
As the leaders of their respective teams, Westheid and Amithren naturally took the lead in demonstrating.
The two were pressed almost completely together. The scent of the man, so close, made the Silver-haired Elf Knight's delicate body tense up, and her mind went fuzzy. She could only rely on muscle memory and instinct to cooperate with him and display their technique.
Westheid took it all in.
After the collaborative training—which felt like something between pleasure and torture—ended, Westheid returned to his residence in the evening.
Amithren was originally under secret orders from Eilvette to constantly monitor Duke Qinghui for any suspicious behavior. But after several days, Westheid had done nothing suspicious at all.
The only thing Amithren found unbearable was that the man reveled in debauchery almost every single night, and always with different people.
