The Begaritt Continent was a land of vast deserts.
"Many of the monsters in the desert are nocturnal."
Cui Ciyou added a piece of dead wood to the campfire. Its dancing flames were the only living thing in this lifeless wasteland.
He was keeping watch for the first half of the night, while Elinalise slept nearby, wrapped in her sleeping bag with her longsword in her arms.
Cui Ciyou's Mental Power Perception spread like an invisible net.
It vigilantly covered a one-kilometer radius, letting no movement escape his notice.
He had to stay alert. This was not the Central Continent, and even a moment of carelessness could cost him his life.
Just then, an exceedingly strange, faintly sweet fragrance drifted in on the night breeze without warning.
It smelled unlike any flower or fruit he knew.
It carried an irresistible allure that pierced straight into the soul.
Almost the instant he caught the scent, Cui Ciyou felt his chest tighten and his heartbeat quicken sharply.
An inexplicable heat rose from his lower abdomen, swiftly spreading through his entire body.
Ripples disturbed his normally tranquil state of mind.
Cui Ciyou's eyes snapped open, and he instinctively looked toward Elinalise beside him.
She was still in the same position, holding her sword, seemingly fast asleep.
Bright moonlight filtered through the thin clouds, tracing her graceful curves.
A restless feeling surged within him, beyond his control.
Many things he had never noticed before seemed magnified beyond measure at that moment.
For instance, the slender elven neck peeking out from beneath Elinalise's golden hair looked so fair beneath the moonlight;
The arm holding her sword hilt had smooth contours, its skin looking snowy white and silky.
That cool, pale elven skin was so damned beautiful.
Her features bore some resemblance to Sylphy's, but every