"Oh man, Diarmuid, I'm really sorry about this, but..." A stream of destructive light falls from the sky and engulfs the Irish Lancer before he could respond. "Now, go home, Kayneth. Your wife will stop trying to make you the deuteragonist of an NTR Doujin now."

"What... What does that even mean?!" Kayneth doesn't get an answer as you teleport him and Sola-Ui back to London.

Part 41