"Welcome to visit us again next time."

Before leaving, the waiter presented them with a gift box of matcha and mango pastries from the restaurant, which Talia accepted with a flushed face and hurried away.

Actually, the more polite the restaurant staff were to them, the more embarrassed she felt.

All the waitstaff had seen them cozying up and eating the whole afternoon.

"Shall we go find Isatia and Migaya and ask them about places to have fun in Huadu tonight, or maybe they can take us for a few rounds in the Posen Demon Realm."

The moment Lanci and Talia stepped out of the restaurant, Parriet was already draped in a veil of evening sunlight on this winter afternoon around four or five.

It wasn't any holiday today, so technically, Migaya and Isatia, being regular visitors to Huadu, would know better about fun places in Huadu than they do.

"Oh right, they should be in District 6 of Posen today, where Aitio is hosting them at the Sacred Silvervine Arena, possibly with plans to watch a match today."

Talia remembered that this morning Rosalinda mentioned Aitio had an appointment to meet some distinguished guests at the Holy Silvervine Arena.

When she and Lanci first met Aitio, it was also at the Sacred Silvervine Arena. Aitio was originally one of the stewards of the Holy Silvervine Arena, and with the Posen Demon Realm 10th District Lord Perlman now deceased, as a representative Lord of the Posen Demon Realm and a Demon Race close to humans, Aitio's influence here in Flower Capital Pariel has increased considerably.

That arena was also where Aitio first met Migaya and Isatia, initially just a contracted contestant, later discovered for her talent by Migaya and Isatia.

"Ah, the Sacred Silvervine Arena, haven't been there in a while."

Lanci had vivid memories of the venue where the Platinum Level Card Maker exam was held, and the arena where he and Talia fought Black Fist together.

The two strolled along the street, with ancient buildings standing side by side, the stone walls particularly warm under the evening sun.

They no longer held hands, walking more freely.

Gradually, they walked out of the bustling downtown area, turning into a little-traveled path.

The winding path climbed upwards, with ivy cascading down like a waterfall on both sides.

Even without speaking, they both tacitly understood where to go next.

The route outside the Kolong Zhiriqiao Inn Restaurant was too familiar to them; the impressions from their last visit were too deep.

Montmartre Heights is the highest point in the entire Flower Capital Pariel.

Climbing the heights along the road, the beauty of Flower Capital is in full view, not only offering comfortable benches for rest but also overlooking the sunset scenery.

Montmartre Heights in North Shore 3rd District is exceptionally high relative to other districts of Parie City; even the Selena River cannot flow against it. Here, there are picturesque winding paths, towering sacred churches, Little Hill Square where artists gather, and dance halls with nightly revelry.

By bypassing Montmartre Heights, they could directly reach convenient transportation spots and then take the urban rail directly to the Sacred Silvervine Arena in District 6.

Within a few minutes, they reached the high point of Montmartre Heights.

Leaves piled up by the roadside, and occasionally, children were seen frolicking and running along the path; in the distance, middle-aged men in suits were reading newspapers.

Looking out, the vast Parie Cityscape spread out beneath them, the setting sun beginning to slowly melt on the horizon, the sky tinged pink, like burning twilight clouds.

"Life is a vast wilderness, galloping through it is beautiful."

Talia, feeling the leisure of the moment, sighed.

The gentle evening breeze brushed their hair, bringing a faint scent of roses, soothing and refreshing.

Rarely had she felt such tranquility, hoping it could last forever.

"How about we go back for dinner?"

Lanci glanced at the clock tower and suddenly asked.

Although they just finished lunch, it was already dinnertime now.

"I'm very full, if we were to go back, it should be my turn to feed you."

Talia found Lanci's motive for bringing up this question quite suspicious.

She was so full now, rarely had she eaten this much.

It was all Lanci's fault, feeding her so much; with him, she seemed to have no off-switch for indulgence.

"No, no, that's not necessary."

Lanci shook his head.

He constantly worried she might be hungry, but he didn't need to be fed by Talia.

Just imagining Talia feeding him made him think she would become like a mother nurturing a child.

"Are you shy, Lanci, imagining me nursing a child by day and feeding you by night?"

Talia poked Lanci's cheek, squinting and giggling as she asked.

"What are you talking about?"

Lanci widened his eyes and turned his head to look at her.

"I was talking about breakfast and dinner, don't get the wrong idea!"

Talia quickly realized the ambiguity in her words and hurriedly explained.

She soon realized that the more she explained, the messier it got, slowly turned her head away, no longer gazing at Lanci's face.

Luckily today's lunch was relatively normal; if they fed each other the whole afternoon like the last time and got caught by friends in Ichrite, they'd rather escape this world.

"..."

The setting sun cast a luminous veil over Talia's delicate features, eyes reflecting the evening hues of the Flower Capital, as if memories were swirling.

Unknowingly, they had been in this beautiful city for such a long time, with every moment clearer in recollection now.

"Can we visit more places together in the future?"