Shiba’s POV
I lay under the table and watched as Master argued with Lord Kougar. He was flabbergast after Lord Kougar revealed that Frisca was indeed his wife. I had my doubts all along but didn’t give any ideas to my master, since he was too frustrated with Amelia’s case already.
“Do you even know what you’re saying? You and that demon slayer…?” Master shrugged his shoulders in bafflement and found it hard to accept the fact that Frisca was his creator’s wife.
“Yes, I and the demon slayer whose wrist you broke. Poor thing, you attacked her even though I warned you to keep your distance…” Lord Kougar changed the tone of his voice to a serious one and tapped his fingers on the desk.
For a moment, master remained quiet. He tried recollecting something as I read his mind. “I see, is that
