'…talking about women's panties is priceless wisdom?'
'Of course! You already know everything else! You're talented, handsome, annoyingly clever, and painfully boring. If I don't teach you how to enjoy life, who will?' Demorian's voice grew increasingly aggrieved. 'And this is how you repay me? Sealing me away in the middle of a lesson? I deserve better, protege! Keep this up and I'll find someone who appreciates me!'
'We're bound together. You physically can't leave.' Zephyrion paused. 'Now answer my question before I seal you again.'
Demorian immediately began muttering about the injustice of his existence, only stopping when Zephyrion gently began restricting his connection to the rod.
'Alright, alright! Tyrant! Yes, you can advance now!'
For the first time in what felt like forever, Zephyrion's lips curled into a wide smile.
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