Grimm was like an invited Bright Sorcerer, Millie was no longer donning her disguised cold outlook. The face under the silvery-white hair was fair and smooth. She looked very gentle and casual, even with a hint of laziness, smiling tenderly at Grimm.

This smile came right from the heart, masked by some vivid hidden messages. It surprised Grimm on the spot.

Click!

The crystal orb disconnected.

"What's the matter with you, Master? Are you pretending that you don't know? I already heard stories about your sorcerer-apprentice times from Millie, she had always admired you. The time you rescued her at the brink of her death when you were at the Shadow Burrow World. Caw caw! She didn't go to the Burrow World with you for the Demon-Hunting expedition because she wants to hide the thing she has for you deep inside her heart…" Little Myna teased as he stared at Grimm with his big googly eyes and laughed out loud.

Grimm took a deep breath and said in a shocked voice, "What thing? Feelings?"

Grimm felt something tingling in his heart. He was stunned for a while longer before he masked his fl.u.s.tered expression with a stern voice and chided furiously, "Stop talking about this in the future, it is impossible! I will never accept any woman other than Lefay!"

After saying so, Grimm left his Demon-Hunter Castle with Little Myna and walked towards Millie's Castle.

Millie dashed about here and there at the dining table like a busy housewife. Donning his sorcerer's robe, Grimm sat and waited patiently at the table.

A while later.

When everything was settled, Millie sat next to Grimm. Three dinner plates, two big and one small were placed in front of Grimm, Millie, and Little Myna respectively.

Grimm sipped the gla.s.s of red wine and turned to Millie in surprise. Some fond memories seemed to flash across his mind.

"This was Lefay's favorite wine. I used to think it was too bitter to my liking, but now, it tastes sweeter and sweeter, and the finish is excellent, just like life."

With that said, Grimm glanced at Millie, who had taken off her frigid appearance and no longer wore her sorcerer's robe, and smiled.

"Thank you for the nice dinner. You look different today."

A heartfelt smile.

Millie also sipped the red wine in her gla.s.s and her cheeks blushed a pinkish red. Grimm, who had never seen Millie like this, was stunned in awe. He felt a little drunk as he wondered why Millie somehow overlapped with a familiar figure in his memory.

"Grimm, thank you," Millie spoke suddenly.

Grimm asked in bewilderment, "Thank me? What for? You gave me a lucrative reward after I saved you."

"Stop pretending like you know nothing."

Millie savored the delicious food on the table. Grimm fell silent and started eating his dinner as well, feeling overwhelmingly awkward.

Grimm started to regret coming here this evening after the unusual sensory stimuli.

Little Myna, on the other hand, dunked his head into the delicious dinner as if he had been through a horrifying famine, ignoring Grimm and Millie altogether.

After a moment of awkward silence, Millie put down her cutlery abruptly and grabbed Grimm's hand who was in the midst of confusion and shock.

"You…"

Grimm tried to shake off Millie's hand only to find that he was too weak to fight against her. Or maybe, his heart was weak.

Millie looked into Grimm's eyes intensely. She placed Grimm's hand on her chest, sharing their warmth. She cried happy tears as she spoke, "Grimm, I've been putting up a mask to hide my feelings, pretending to be just friends, all because of our ident.i.ties as Dark Sorcerers. I'm really tired. You are always so dazzling like the bright sun in the sky. I love you so much and I'm willing to give you everything!"

Millie clutched Grimm's hand tightly, ignoring his overwhelming surprise and struggle.

"There are times when I envy Claudia. She dares to flirt with you and show her admiration to you in broad daylight without fear of gossip and punishment. I mean, how can an excellent sorcerer like you not get the attention of others? I am a woman first, then a Dark Sorcerer!"

Grimm felt the softness and voluptuousness inadvertently from the touch of his fingertips. He stared at Millie who was inching closer and closer to him. Rationality kicked in among the chaotic panic, reminding him that he could not go on like this.

That night, Lefay reconciled with him in such a domineering way as well, which led to their mistaken love, and later progressed into a seemingly wonderful short-term pa.s.sion during their sorcerer-apprentice times.

The short-term happiness that would eventually become a perpetual painful memory of a lifetime.

No, he could not go on like this!

Grimm shook Millie's hand away violently. He raised to his feet, his breath quickened and his heart racing, and strode out of Millie's Demon-Hunter Castle.

Ever so slightly, Grimm felt that something was wrong as things had progressed in an unusual way, but he could not pinpoint exactly where, how and why.