Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

Miss Hilveld answered with a smile, "Took care of some matters, got into a bit of trouble, as you saw."


"Some matters?" Fang Hong had a face full of suspicion.


Miss Hilveld extended her pale, delicate hand to him, "Come up first, then we'll talk. Those people will be entering soon." Fang Hong hesitated for a moment before grasping her hand, where he felt nothing but a soft, boneless tenderness.


But her strength was actually not small, swiftly pulling him up. Once Fang Hong stood steady, the two were almost in close contact, and a faint fragrance lingered at his nose, seemingly the scent of perfume coming from Miss Hilveld.


The scent was like laurel, with a dark and subtle fragrance. Fang Hong subconsciously sniffed. Miss Hilveld bit her lip and smiled, looking at him as if he was a little puppy, and asked with a bit of disdain, "Do you like it?"


Fang Hong nodded honestly, "Miss Hilveld, your perfume has a very unique scent."


Chapter 120 The Watcher