As Aster Grant stepped into the area, he immediately sensed something amiss.
All around were meticulously arranged romantic scenes, soft lights pouring down, and a faint floral fragrance wafting through the air.
Not far in the distance, several pairs of beast companions and their masters were intimately snuggling together, the atmosphere ambiguous yet warm.
He paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Veridia beside him.
The girl's cheeks were visibly flushed, her eyes flickering, fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her whole being exuded an unusual tension and shyness.
This....
Even if Aster's reactions were slower, however....
Given this place alongside the unusual behavior of Veridia, he couldn't possibly misunderstand her thoughts.
But now there was no way he could focus on such matters.
Not to mention the Demon Clan eyeing them covetously, even Crystal Winslow's life was still uncertain.
