"Fortune."
Amelia spoke as she supported herself against the staircase railing behind him. A kiss landed on his lips.
The two of them were perfectly matched in height, their faces beautiful in different ways: his cold and abstinent, hers seductive and wild, together exuding an intoxicating aura.
The guy who had been chasing after them to catch people, widened his eyes in shock!
Was this how the favored ones of Heaven used their luck?
The guy exclaimed: "Master!"
"What are you shouting for? Protect Carl."
Master Cloudwalker was so absorbed in his thoughts of breaking the formation that he barely noticed the disturbance. "Don’t let the evil spirits near him."
He shouted, "Does kissing count?"
Kissing?
Master Cloudwalker, who had finally found Malina, was about to cast a spell when
