A Lewd Bandit

They burst into laughter, enjoying the light-hearted banter. Tiamara chuckled, "Corrupt them? I thought he was supposed to be a hero."

Tiamat's eyes twinkled with mischief as she continued her tale, the balcony filled with her enchanting voice. "Archer, my dear, is not your typical hero. Oh no, he's a lewd bandit with an insatiable love for gold and his girls. He has an uncanny ability to collect princesses without even meaning to."

The couple shared curious glances, uncertain whether to treat the goddess's words seriously or as part of her playful banter. The silver-haired woman raised an eyebrow.

Yet, Tiamat persisted, "You see, he unwittingly manages to annoy everyone he encounters, be it a powerful mage, a fearsome beast, or a king. But in his defense, he does it with such charm that most end up forgiving him."