Seamus was utterly shocked.

Morpheus glanced at him with a slight triumphant smirk.

“Flinge is hot and humid,” he casually remarked. “Having some cold beer relieves fatigue.”

Seamus blinked, then watched as Persephone poured beer into a glass and drank it like it was a regular beverage.

Morpheus chuckled, almost talking to himself, yet with a calculated intent. “Sephy, you really like this, right?”

Persephone agreed cheerily, “Yeah!

“Seamus, you should try it too.” She offered him a can. “I’ve never had this kind of drink before, but it’s surprisingly good!”

Seamus smiled and shook his head. As a bodyguard, he needed to remain alert at all times.

“Sephy, perhaps… you should take it easy,” he advised.

“It’s fine!”

someone else’s home,” Seamus emphasized the words

smile. “She’s been staying with me all this while and

toward Persephone. “Besides, she seems to really enjoy

was smiling, but the darkness in his gaze

square table, set for three people to sit separately, now appeared as if Persephone and Morpheus

laughing. She felt a sense of helplessness when she noticed Seamus’ cutlery

knock on the door. Wynn’s timely arrival made

saw Wynn, he was initially taken aback. He then watched Persephone affectionately linking


experiences during this period in Flinge, he felt that everything was not as abnormal as it seemed.

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