Full Moon Night, Feast of Blood! (3)

He felt vulgar doing so, yet he inadvertently glanced at the lady's huge chest and could not help himself.

"Beautiful young lady, it's so late, and you're still drinking in the tavern. Are you homeless? Why don't you go to my residence and rest for the night?"

This was a fat noble with a plump figure, and he was also an official knight.

The fat man stopped the lady, who could not help but frown.

She looked at the wandering knight who had left and then at the fat noble. She sighed softly and said, "Sure."

Fatty did not expect this young lady to agree. Instantly, he took his drink and pulled the young lady's hand.

She didn't resist and let out a grunt, allowing Fatty to hold her hand.

She followed Fatty home.

The fat noble's house was located in the inner city.

Even now, he still felt like he was dreaming.