Chaos in the Dinning hall. The Appealing obsession of sick Love.

It was a sharp look.

 

However, Lenny was not intimidated by this and did not remove his eyes.

 

After a while, she gave him a slight smile.

 

It looked so innocent and pure.

 

If Lenny was to describe it, then it was as if a lily flower had just bloomed in the midst of a dirty swamp.

 

Regardless of the fact that she had pale lips, it was still a very attractive smile.

 

However, What Lenny saw in her stats said something entirely different from the fragility of her smile.

 

The details of her stats were not exactly his problem. After all, she only had strength at the first stage of the lesser demon rank.

 

However, her ability said one word.

 

 

 

 

A222 nodded, "Yes, her! Her nickname is Touch. Rumors have it that anything or anyone she has ever touched always ends up the same way. This includes any man she has ever had. They ended up rotting!"