Kreighdon and Annelotte

"Come on, let's go. Don't dilly-dally now. Are you trying to escape again?" cried Kreighdon as he turned back and lowered his head. The humans were considerably shorter than he. If he kept his eye on them like he usually would, they'd definitely hide in his blind spot. So, he had no choice but to speak with his head lowered all the time.

"So what if I am?" grumbled Annelotte coldly. The impression the orcish wargod had made on her was rather bad, so bad, in fact, that the girl's usual frosty personality had changed quite a bit. The most apparent shift was how she always talked back to him.

She was not to blame, however, as the first thing the orc had said to her had ruffled her feathers thoroughly. Not only that; to prevent any odd, unexpected variables from the usage of magic, he had used an incredibly sinister method to infuse some of his impetus into her body and seal off her mana completely. Under his suppression, the genius magus girl was no...

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