Winter.
Late at night.
The rooftop of the main villa at Jack's Winery.
Chen Lun and Floey were sitting up there, gazing at the Purple Moon in the night sky.
"Lord Jack, do you think the Moon Goddess is watching over us right now?"
Floey nestled in his arms and asked softly.
Chen Lun silently looked up at the crescent moon and after a while, he answered:
"Of course."
The old lady he had once met in Amber City was still vividly remembered by Chen Lun; he strongly suspected that she was an incarnation of the Moon Goddess Margaret... and there must also be a deep connection between Her and Floey.
Therefore, Chen Lun's certainty was not baseless.
Floey lifted her head, her fair and lovely face slightly smiling.
A breeze swept through, and the ethereal sound, weaving between the slowly falling snowflakes, sounded incomparably moving:
"Then will She bless us?"
Chen Lun once again affirmed:
"She will... We have already received Her blessing."
"That's wonderful."