Ah, that.
Westheid recalled that during his fierce battle with Mephit, he had indeed spouted a lot of trash talk, including the harsh taunt that he would make her his dog.
"Honestly, you don't have to take it so seriously. I never actually made that demand. Besides, weren't you just talking to yourself that whole time?"
"No, no, no, no, no! You may not care, but I was serious."
Mephit shook her head repeatedly and knelt solemnly before Westheid without a hint of hesitation, as if the proud spirit of a Yonglan Knight simply didn't exist.
The blue-haired Knightess tilted her head up, her pretty face filled with deep infatuation. In a tone like a love confession, she said:
"Lord Westheid, your strength has made it clear to me. If there is anyone who can walk the Path of the Knight and manifest the spirit of Yonglan, it can only be you!"
