In the depths of the Rose Forest.
A towering Sanguine Rose bloomed quietly in the valley. Around it were thorn monsters with intertwining branches. These thorn monsters were like loyal guards protecting the sanguine Rose in the center.
On the petals of the blood-red rose stood an extremely beautiful woman. She wore a blood-red dress with a slit. Her lips were bright and glistening, and her smile was charming.
"Another fish has taken the bait, and this fish seems to be particularly fragrant and tender. Big sister can't help but want to eat you."
The Rose Queen laughed in a strange yet charming way.
"It's best not to kill them all. Just leave the thorns behind. It's best to make them our people."
A black-robed man on the leaf of a thorn demon not far from the Rose Queen spoke.
His head was completely covered by a black hood, and his face could not be seen clearly. He looked like a member of a cult.
"You're teaching me how to do things?"
