It's Quite a Waste for You to Cultivate a Spell

Rheagar took a sip of coffee and frowned.

"He wants compensation from the village chief?"

Zeller still shook his head.

"No, he gave the village chief two choices. First, he wanted to rip off the village chief's pants in front of everyone to see if he had similar symptoms. Second, if the village chief did not agree to the first condition, then he would have to sleep with the village chief's women again and take at least one of them away."

When Matthew heard this, he was shocked by the tax officer's train of thought.

Rheagar was also a little confused.

" After that, I went to find Little Parton. He said that since he had been infected with the sexually transmitted disease, he might as well have some more fun. Plus, after he returned to our town, he couldn't infect others, so he had to take away one of the village chief's women."

This was probably Zeller's first time dealing with something like this. He looked very speechless.