Clarice reached up and touched her cheek, then looked at him with a smile.
"Are you worried about me, or worried that I'll lose my looks when I get old?"
You're the Demoness of Unaging. How could you possibly get old?
He grumbled inwardly, then shook his head slightly. "I just think Backlund's awful air quality and weather really aren't suitable for a lady like you to stay in for long."
"I think so too." Clarice nodded with a troubled expression. Then she changed the subject. "So, would you come to Intis with me? To the city of art and romance."
Cyril glanced at Haven with an awkward expression. "Sorry. My family is all here."
"No, our family is actually very open-minded."
Haven interrupted Cyril. He was a little jealous that such a beautiful lady had fallen for Cyril, but as family, he felt he ought to make his position clear and show his support.
Cyril silently glared at him.
Haven gave him a look that said, "No need to thank me."
Clarice soon interrupted their wordless exchange. "We toured Hillston Borough yesterday. Today, I'd like to visit Saint George District. I hear it's where Backlund's advanced industry is most developed."
Cyril pressed a hand against Haven, who was about to speak, and replied, "No problem. I hope you won't be disappointed. After all, not every lady likes those cold, graceless mechanical contraptions."
Haven grew anxious. "They're not cold, and besides..."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"I don't think I will. When you're with someone you like, anything you do is enjoyable."
As she spoke, she gave Cyril a perfect smile.
He looked away, somewhat awkwardly. The tips of his ears turned faintly red.
She's really good at flirting!
Wait, damn it! I've been charmed again.
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