Viola's Difficulty

Rayne's gaze pierced through the door and saw the breathtakingly beautiful Half-elf standing outside.

Viola had been the pope for over a year. She possessed a noble bearing and an imposing air, while her peerlessly beautiful appearance was enough to make others feel ashamed of themselves. Ordinary people would not even dare look at her for long. The two Extreme Warriors guarding the door knew her identity, so they did not stop her.

However, her expression was somewhat anxious at the moment.

Rayne was merely a little slow to react, but Viola had already been unable to wait and was about to knock again when she heard Rayne's voice from inside the study. "Come in."

The door opened automatically.

Viola walked in and saw Rayne sitting behind his desk.

Just then, bright sunlight streamed in through the window and fell upon Rayne, as though coating him in dazzling radiance. He glittered brilliantly, making Viola's mind waver for a moment and giving her an unfamiliar feeling of awe.

"What is it? Didn't you rest well last night?"

Rayne looked up at the Half-elf who had stopped walking. His expression was gentle, carrying the concern found only between the most intimate lovers.

"It's nothing. I just become very happy whenever I see you." Viola revealed a delighted smile. The entire room seemed to burst into bloom, becoming even brighter. She said softly, "I heard you obtained a Floating City. I'm happy for you, and I haven't had the chance to congratulate you yet."

"Hahaha..."

Rayne rose, walked around the desk, and took her slender, delicate hand as they sat down together on the sofa. With a playful expression, he said, "You didn't come just to congratulate me, did you?"

"Nothing can escape your notice." Viola was rather helpless.

Ever since she had