Hearing something absurd, I furrowed my brow.
"…Did I mishear?"
Just moments ago, the Poison King had been keeping his distance, addressing me with the utmost formality. Now, suddenly calling me "son-in-law" with such blatant desire? It was ridiculous. Or maybe refreshingly honest.
"I understand, though."
Seeing the hope in the Poison King's eyes, I let out a small sigh. It wasn’t as if I couldn’t empathize with how overjoyed he was.
His trembling hands, unsure of where to go, caught my attention. Watching him hesitate, I turned my gaze to the glowing mixture.
Hwaaaah—!
