Inside the fortress bedroom…
"Master~"
Firomina called out sweetly as her exquisite yet aloof face moved closer. Her slender arms had already wrapped around him, and if Phield lowered his head, her fair, perfectly shaped chest would immediately come into view.
"Ahem… Stand up straight."
Phield cleared his throat, trying to speak to her with a serious expression.
"Mmm?"
Firomina simply tilted her head in confusion, completely unable to understand what he meant.
"I almost forgot. You only know a single word, and it's difficult for you to understand my commands."
Using the same method he employed to control the Corrupted Black Crows, Phield slowly infused Firomina with his spiritual power.
"Let's see if this works."
A violet flame ignited within her eyes.
Firomina instantly became serious. The soft, innocent expression disappeared from her face, replaced by an icy nobility so overwhelming that few would dare meet her gaze.
