"Countess!" Kallen saw Perfikot also showing a happy smile, completely unaware that she was almost killed by Beifa just moments ago.
"I would prefer if you called me Perfikot. Calling me Countess only makes me feel like an oppressor." Perfikot was glad that Kallen had taken the initiative to come to her, so she half-jokingly said, "Though it's true, I have no intention of denying it. But as my friend, I hope you won't use that title to address me."
To Perfikot, she never cared whether she was a Countess or not. Compared to such titular names, what she genuinely cared about was far more important.
"Alright, I understand." Naturally, Kallen followed along.
The two sat down, Beifa had already put away the mantis knife on his wrist and started brewing tea for them.
