Lann's mouth twitched slightly.
"Could you please get down from the railing first?"
Margaret's face was also tinged with blush.
"Who knew... It's a pity, I've never tried comforting each other in the sea breeze."
Was it the Demon Hunter's hormone system malfunctioning or the Female Warlock's hormones acting up?
Lann was a bit speechless.
"Alright, gifts, gifts... What is this?"
The interruption left Margaret a little disheartened.
She looked at the two items in Lann's hand, one was a staff with a simple and elegant design.
The other appeared to be... a mixture of wood and steel tubes?
Margaret had never seen firearms; she couldn't gather any information just from the appearance.
"Two exotic weapons from another world, I feel they might suit a Female Warlock well."
Saying that, Lann gave a teasing smile.
"Especially those who get ambushed by slingshots, non-combat-specialized Female Warlocks."
