Verena sat on an arranged seat while riding Drakkur's most high-level destroyer with her eyes watching the distant fleet from the Demon Empire.
The moment the reinforcements arrived, it seemed like the Demons lost all sense of confidence from the humanoids to the imps used on their smaller battleships. All of them pulled back to a distance just outside cannon fire.
"This is so boring~ why are they all Dickless cuckolds?"
"Young lady, such language..."
"Ah? Now, my mother, Brenda, is scolding me. I am so sad."
Under a black umbrella, she kicked her legs and enjoyed a sweet cocktail.
Verena displayed the difference between the twins by showing how she could enjoy herself anywhere in the world.
"Young lady, what shall we do today? Will we engage them in combat?"
