A few hours later.
Nora had just closed the door when she saw Aske leaving the room, looking visibly exhausted.
After a grueling five or six-hour battle, Sigrdrifa had decisively defeated Peggy with a score of 15:2. Peggy was so angry she nearly killed Aske, and not even an excess of physical essence could save him.
Seeing Nora come out of the room, Aske's eyes lit up immediately.
"Nora!" He ran over and said, "Can you help me take a look at..."
"Overindulgence, excessive exhaustion! No hope, just wait for death. Goodbye." Nora tossed a few words his way and turned to leave.
Then Aske hugged her from behind.
"Nora, dear Nora, I'm begging you." Aske pleaded.
"Aren't you planning to have a harem? With your body like this, you still want to marry eight wives?" Nora asked sarcastically and coldly.
"I already regret it." Aske smiled bitterly, "If it weren't for you guys..."
