The demon at the next table quickly drew their attention. Apart from Young Miss Tia, who was still lowering her head and shedding tears, all the other demons looked toward the rather gentle-looking white demon.
His movements were unhurried as he stood calmly on the wooden-floored terrace.
"Loving the person who matters as you love yourself... is a good thing."
He walked over, his voice gentle and his expression still relaxed. In his hand, he held a glass of fresh grape juice.
"But when you prepare to sacrifice yourself, you'll also unknowingly become more likely to sacrifice the other person."
The white demon raised his glass slightly, as though toasting them.
"Then what should I do?"
For some reason, Young Miss Tia instinctively responded to the unfamiliar demon gentleman at the next table.
Perhaps it was because their eyes had met for an instant just now, and she had discovered that his understanding, tolerant smile was extremely sincere. Such smiles were rare, as though among all living beings, only she had made him feel a special respect.
His attitude showed that he understood her completely and believed in her without a doubt. His view of her was precisely the impression she had hoped to leave on him.
He stood there quietly, his eyes reflecting the silvery starlight filling the sky.
Only then did they realize that what he held was apparently not wine, but crimson fruit juice. After the ice cubes chilled it, wisps of cold air rose from the goblet, and beads of moisture formed one after another on the glass. Compared with them, who had already had a few drinks, he seemed to remain clear-headed at all times.
"Sometimes, why don't we consider becoming a little more selfish? It might be a better choice for both of you."