"She is the best gift someone has ever given to me."
The Seer, however, smiled at those words.
"That will change very soon.
After all,
She is only the second of the three gifts I have prepared for you."
"…"
Nux blinked for a moment.
Then, he stared at the woman in front of him and,
"You do know that I do not consider my wives as my gifts, correct?
So if you plan on presenting yourself to me as a gift, it won't count."
"…"
For the first time since she appeared, the Seer's mouth twitched.
She knew the shameless bastard would say such a thing. She knew it…
Yet…
It was still annoying.
In the end, she just held herself back and,
"My third gift is not me. You would need to put in a lot of work for that, Nux Leander.
I am not a gift. I am a trophy."
"Heh, if the feminists heard you say that…"
Nux chuckled at his own joke as he shook his head.
The Seer just shook her head.
"Take care of her."
The Seer spoke as she pointed at Bloodedge.
"I will."
Nux nodded.
