This is not a good sign.
Magdalena did not notice anything unusual about Grace and quickly ordered some food.
The first to arrive was a large bowl of desserts, made with candied cakes accompanied by a sweet and sour jam.
Then came a large bowl of ice cream, a variety of flavors on a platter.
Grace tasted her own dessert and let out a satisfied sigh.
"The flavor is really good."
"Try this," said Magdalena.
"It's delicious!"
"This place is heaven." Grace was surprised by Magdalena's words; what special energy could make people fall into decadence here?
Endless pleasure?
However, Magdalena's next words silenced all of Grace's questions.
"Not even the once Misty Rain City could achieve such a life where everyone lives happily together, enjoying every day," Magdalena said, "I, Lind Erman, am more suited to be the Lord of Misty Rain City."
After finishing the bowl of dessert, Magdalena suddenly switched her demeanor.
