Preferential Treatment!

Lady Moon brought Quinlan with her and moved right before the door of the Material Storehouse. As she was in a rush, Lady Moon immediately knocked on the door.

*Knock!* *Knock!* *Knock!*

Before she could raise her voice, about to call for someone, an angry roar came from beyond the door. "Fuck off! I told you to come back tomorrow, didn't I?!"

"...!"

Quinlan didn't expect the guard to be this headstrong. She didn't even confirm who was knocking and began shouting. He turned to Lady Moon's face, noticing how the smile on her face went stiff.

"Even if it's me, I can't?" Lady Moon whispered in a sweet voice.

"Hah! No use copying Goddess Moon's voice! I won't fall for it. Give up for tonight, sucker!"

'Ahh... Things are about to get ugly.' Quinlan sighed, seeing the wide, but scary, smile on Lady Moon's face.