"WHAAATT?!"
She screamed like a banshee at a rock concert. He had fucked them all? Her guardians?! That little vermin had seduced all hundred of them? How was that even possible?
"Oh yeah, they couldn't handle my charm. Threw themselves at me like desperate bitches in heat. Slurrrcupp~"
Vhalla was speechless. The way he looked at her with that smug smirk was infuriating... and, annoyingly, arousing too.
But what could she do? He had defeated her fair and square—or at least unconventionally, but a defeat was a defeat.
"I'm sure they're more than willing to service me again, and with your permission, they'll be even happier to do so. Think about it, do you want your guardians to be deprived of happiness, guarding this place like grim-faced statues? Or would you prefer them to be happy and all, readying themselves to fight against the forces of the Sun with vigor?"