The special decor in the room made Albedo open her mouth in surprise.
Her own room was the closest to the Supreme Beings' rooms, and she had thought Sig's room would be similar to hers, but she never expected such a huge difference.
Noticing Sig looking at her, Albedo suddenly drew back her hand, her wings retracted, and her gaze shifted downwards.
"Oh no!"
Sig chuckled, finding this side of Albedo quite adorable, "What's wrong?"
"I lost my composure. If Lord Sig is displeased because of this, please punish me. Whether it's a whip or anything else, I can endure it."
Albedo placed her slender hands on her chest, a strange glint in her eyes, her words utterly sincere.
"There's no need. I already know your loyalty, Albedo."
It was indeed a hallucination just now. Albedo was still Albedo, but she seemed even more like a succubus.
Sig felt that she would soon shed the title of 'Disgrace of the Succubi'.
Wait, what was he thinking!
Compared to Flying Squirrel's on-again, off-again thoughts, which then led to guilt, Sig now only held an appreciative attitude towards his friend's child.
He was originally a workaholic, living a long period of ascetic life, which, of course, didn't mean he was good at dealing with women.
"Thank you for your magnanimity."
"Oh, and besides the cleaning maids, Albedo, you are the first Guardian to enter my room here."
After the design was completed, it was Sig's first time entering this room as well, so it was normal for him to be surprised; he himself marveled at the luxurious decor.
"It is my honor, Lord Sig," Albedo replied in a calm tone, trying her best to suppress her excitement.
But every movement of her body betrayed her true thoughts: her wings twitched uncontrollably, her body trembled incessantly, as if she would pounce at any second.
Fortunately, Albedo was still very reserved, only staring at Sig with her bright, golden eyes, her oval pupils almost turning heart-shaped.
Such enthusiasm was barely manageable; one shouldn't underestimate a mature professional; his acting skills were definitely maxed out.
Sig hummed in acknowledgment and said indifferently, "Albedo, what dishes have you brought? I'm a bit hungry. Can you introduce them to me?"
Albedo immediately reverted to her role as the Guardian Overseer, professional and gentle, "It would be my pleasure."
"Today's main course is a meat dish: frosted Frost Dragon ribs from Jotunheim. The appetizer is skewered lobster, and the soup is a rich broth made from Alfheim tomatoes and World Tree eggs. As for dessert, golden black tea ice cream. Considering the late hour, coffee was not prepared, and the beverage is juice from Alfheim elf tree fruits."
Albedo finished her introduction as if chanting, gently stretched her wings, and looked at Sig with an expectant expression.
Sig nodded in agreement. Although there were no steamed buns, considering the appetite of this body, eating meat was more filling.
This kind of thing should have been done by a maid, so for Albedo to go to such lengths, it seemed she had put in a lot of effort.
While a dragonoid eating dragon meat might sound strange, it wasn't actually cannibalism.
Due to their powerful characteristics, dragons often appeared as bosses, offering substantial experience points and item drops, and many job change quests even required defeating a certain number of dragons.
In the early days of the guild's establishment, to quickly level up and climb the ranks, there was a frenzy of dragon hunting, with almost all members of Ainz Ooal Gown participating.
Dragonoids, in their lore, had no blood relation to dragons and were not a branch of the dragon race, belonging to an independent heteromorphic species.
Due to their multi-form transformation racial trait, they were always popular in YGGDRASIL. Demons were the first confirmed, followed by a series of similar races.
Later, to satisfy players, the official developers introduced dragonoids and the transformation item 【Dragon Heart】, linking multi-form transformation with dragons, which could not be chosen as a race, sparking a buying craze.
Albedo, receiving affirmation, smiled and steadily picked up a piece of dragon meat with chopsticks, "Please open your mouth."
The scene fell silent for a few seconds.
This time, it was Sig's turn to open his mouth in shock. He first took the meat; his sharp teeth were like a meat grinder, allowing him to swallow it after just two chews.
Actually, he didn't even need to chew; his stomach could completely digest any meat he swallowed, but years of eating had accustomed him to chewing.
After swallowing the dragon meat in his mouth, Sig's tone became serious, "Albedo, your current affection is due to a modified setting; it is absolutely not from your true will. If it were changed to loving someone else, your feelings would also change."
Sig wanted to put it more subtly, but this was the truth. He knew better than anyone that Albedo had been deprived of her self by the last setting. Perhaps Emerald Tablet's setting of 'bitch' was also the result of careful consideration.
Of course, it was indeed not good for such a beauty to be a 'bitch'.
Albedo asked in a low voice, "Have I caused you trouble?"
Sig didn't know how to answer for a moment. There was definitely trouble, but he wouldn't answer that way.
"What I care more about is your true feelings, Albedo. Do you understand what I mean?"
A faint smile appeared on Sig's lips, which, combined with his words, gave him a very mysterious aura. The moonlight happened to divide the room into light and dark halves.
Albedo's heart pounded wildly, her cheeks flushed with overwhelming excitement, which the darkness perfectly concealed.
"Although I feel very good now, I will strive to explore my inner self as Lord Sig commanded, and I will not disappoint you."
Sig felt that the conversation could end here. As one of the Great Tomb's three wisest, Albedo would surely understand what he meant.
"The Guildmaster modified your settings because of me. If Emerald Tablet were still here, he would definitely be very angry."
"No, Lord Emerald Tablet would thank Lord Flying Squirrel for his painstaking efforts. Lord Sig will surely become an excellent husband." Albedo leaned closer, emitting waves of fragrance, "So, it is permissible."
How could that be!
Sig understood his companions very well. If the setting-obsessed Emerald Tablet saw his settings modified, he would definitely be furious and start cursing. At that time, Flying Squirrel and he would be publicly executed and even branded as perverts.
After hastily finishing dinner, Albedo reluctantly called the maids to clean up, gently closing the door before leaving.
After eating his fill, Sig yawned. Perhaps he was truly tired; he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.
After Albedo left the room, she bumped into Sebas, who was on patrol.
"Sebas, Lord Sig has already retired."
"Mm, that's excellent. It is our oversight to let the Supreme Beings tire themselves."
Sebas noticed Albedo was in a very good mood and casually asked, "Did something good happen?"
"Indeed, something very good," Albedo secretly gloated, a lewd and wicked smile spreading across her face. She would definitely get Lord Sig!
