As soon as Ulric's words reached the girls, their blank expressions quickly shifted as excitement filled their faces, remembering his earlier promise.
So long as they advanced to D-rank during today's trials, he had promised to grant each of them whatever they wanted.
And they each knew exactly what they wanted.
Chuckling giddily, a mischievous glint flashed across Lyra's eyes as she stretched lazily while approaching the dark-robed youth.
A teasing smile curled across her lips.
"Good thing you're awake... I was starting to worry you wouldn't be able to fulfill your promise," she whispered, leaning close enough for her breath to brush against his ear.
Her chuckles only grew louder as she turned to leave.
But not before her fingers deliberately trailed across his body, feeling the perfectly sculpted muscles hidden beneath his robe.
No different from a lust fiend. This time. He wasn't getting away from her.
