Chapter 95: A sudden assassination attempt by the pink cat-like demi-human.

Field was confused. There were three legs kicking at him, it was not an illusion.

It's not over yet, right? Don't you know I'm a good young man?

"Could it be that Simon, the pervert?" Field's pupils trembled, and he wanted to lift the tablecloth and look down, but it didn't conform to the dining etiquette of the nobility. The touch on the legs should not be a man's. Besides, Simon's legs are not that long. If he could kick over a table, he would be enough to defend Kobe alone. Before Field could figure out what was going on, another leg kicked up.