Chapter 42: Second Night **

Lancelot kissed Evaine as their tongues intertwined, "I don't want repayment... but I'll accept payment with your body, okay?"

She trembled, her lips wrapped around his tongue, before their kiss broke off momentarily, "Stop it... otherwise, I'll attack you here and now!"

Lancelot laughed happily as he stood up and lifted Evaine—their meal had finished, so there was nothing to stop them from enjoying the romantic music as Lancelot carried the giggling Evaine towards the VIP stairs leading to the Emperor suite.

The waiters watched with envy as most wouldn't even see a day in their lives as valuable as tonight—most lords were arrogant, but Lancelot and Evaine treated everyone equally, chatting to the orc chef personally before leaving.

Meanwhile, I felt thankful his master's date was going well so far...