This Holy Temple Sure Is Nice-Food and Drink Included (Please Vote)

While Evan was thinking, Eldin called out anxiously, "Evan! Evan! Are you all right?!"

Her ruby-like eyes searched him for any changes.

She checked whether his hair was burning, whether cracks had appeared in his skin, whether his body had swollen or twisted...

Under Eldin's worried gaze, Evan turned and grinned. "It tasted pretty good!"

"!!!"

Evan showed no sign of a sudden change. He could even smile and savor the taste of the Magic Potion.

Eldin's entire view of the world took another heavy blow!

Through the lens of her noble upbringing, Evan suddenly seemed so powerful, so elegant, so composed!

He could still answer with a joke in a situation this terrifying.

That was the sort of poise only a great noble or duke could show in a crisis!

"My goodness!"

Eldin excitedly cupped Evan's face. She pressed her adorably chubby cheek against his nose and studied his pores.

"Are... are you really all right?!"

Evan took a deep breath of her distinctive perfume and pointed behind them.

"If you want to kiss me passionately here, I think we're both going to be in trouble!"

Eldin giggled excitedly. She grabbed his hand, and the two raced across the Blood Pool.

Evan hurriedly shouted, "Wait! Let me bottle some first!!"

Eldin stared at him in disbelief, then explained, "These Magic Potions only work because of the God's Corpse Remnant."

"Take them out of the Holy Temple, and they turn into useless bloody water."

Evan was full of regret. Then he turned to Eldin.

"Why didn't you drink any?"

Eldin raised her chin proudly. "I'm a princess!"

"My Bloodline grants me the God's protection from birth!"

As they spoke, they rushed through the doors ahead.

A ripple-like visual shimmer flashed past, and they found themselves in a magnificent hall of