The sky was gradually darkening, and the last rays of the setting sun slowly faded away.
But at this moment, Blooming Sanctuary still seemed to be filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere.
In the distance, bonfires were blazing, and every now and then, the excited singing of female disciples echoed through the air.
Next to him, the soft, cool figure of Sylvia carried a faint, intoxicating scent of orchids, making it hard for Timothy not to get lost in the moment.
"Babe, how about we stay the night here at Blooming Sanctuary?" Timothy asked with a slight smile.
He had just gotten the Beast Monarch Essence from the dunecrab in the Desolate Wastes, so he was feeling pretty confident this time.
"Tonight… maybe not," Sylvia replied, a little shy but firm in her refusal.
Her answer caught Timothy slightly off guard.
After all, lately, his goddess had seemed a bit… unsatisfied. Ahem.
