An'thelis was a forest filled with corruption and death, a place where even the most beautiful of nature had lost its radiance and vibrant glow. Two days into their journey towards the elven forest, countless insect-type monsters and mutated plants attacked the group.
The evening before, Alice spent the night sleeping in the same tent as Asmodeus, causing a strange atmosphere in the group during breakfast.
Sizzle—!
"Last night... did you hear Auntie Alice's thoughts...?" Asmodea and Vinea sat side by side, eating some fried bacon and eggs, which was a hearty breakfast due to their constant fighting in the forest and muddy passages to the north.
"I know... her mind didn't stop—she kept thinking about lewd and erotic things." Vinea chewed on the squishy monster meat sausage, her tanned features shining under the overhead sunlight.
