Though Yubel Grama had put it nicely, Lian could figure out with his eyes closed what a "date" with Nancy Stuart really meant.
'Do respectable people need a whole night for a date?'
Lian raised an eyebrow. 'A Four-star nobody dares to challenge me?'
But this was the gate of Black Rose Castle. There were bound to be plenty of Mary's eyes and ears around.
'I can't reveal my true strength.'
'Oh, in that case, I'll just offer them up as a sacrifice.'
'The Eye of Misfortune hasn't received a sacrifice from me in a long time.'
In the Holy Empire, one was generally expected to accept such a direct challenge. To refuse was to be branded a coward, ridiculed by all.
But Lian couldn't care less about such vanities.
