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Eve told herself over and over again that he had never cared about an inexperienced nerd who didn't know how to dress up or show off her merits. Not to mention a wizard who has slept for two thousand years and woke up with a territory rewarded by the royal family. He only needs to make one or two suggestions for the ongoing war in the palace every day, and has thousands of dollars in his pocket. But she still couldn't resist the temptation: His presence was like a leaf in the breeze, otherwise how could her always calm mind dance? His gaze was like oven heat, and her lips, which were always as straight as a tool ruler, could curve like potato chips. Let God be slow to pronounce her sentence; let the vampire be slow to hunt her down. Now, even if I can't get his heart, I still want his eyes to be on me forever. * "You are so miserable." The female devil's tail wagged. She was probably the only guy here who didn't show respect and sympathy for Pah Bender. If he knew that he was about to go to the enemy's capital, his reaction would probably be a little more interesting, but as a comrade who also hated that person, she still gave her advice. "Believe in coincidence, Pach. People often think things are unexpected because they never think about impossible things, and as a long-lived experience, there will never be anything impossible in the world." It is impossible for his heart to be divided into two halves, one for the enemy he has never met, and the other for the wife he does not know at all. This was a test, from the hell he had escaped, and he was fearless. So Pach walked away to Cupid's trap in the middle of the night with his face and his gun.