Within the conference room.
For over a month, Garscek had been very satisfied with Liszt's service. Living in this castle was indeed much better than residing in the underground palace on Iron Soul Island.
As times changed, aesthetics and decoration styles were gradually advancing. After experiencing grand houses and top-tier bedroom furniture, she had no interest in dark, damp dungeons.
She had initially contemplated having Liszt craft a palace for her, complete with a velvet bed big enough to accommodate her true form. The level of comfort that would provide was unimaginable.
Liszt was quite the flirt, proficient in public settings, outdoor camping, and blasphemous church acts. What she hadn't expected was that he was a married man, which displeased her somewhat.
With the maid's reminder,
