The time after gaining his rank flew by, with people changing how they interacted with him, and the following day, he sat beside Rock while watching some exotic female monsters dancing on the arena stage.
Leonhardt found the dungeon master's meeting dull when he looked towards the closed doorway for those above B-Rank.
"I bet the true meeting happens behind those closed doors."
All the people in the main hall and lower halls cared about was pissing contests, comparing each other and bullying those with a lower rank.
"Rock, does anything special happen today?"
Nyxara still hadn't recovered and slept inside the room, though she seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.
'I didn't intend for that to happen though...'
His thoughts drifted off to Nyxara, the way she acted during sex and how cute she was when denying her climax. He couldn't help but smile while sipping the strangely sweet drink with a strong alcoholic taste.
