Chapter 339: [337] Fall From Grace
With Crimvael's "fall from grace," the town was filled with newfound joy.
Crimvael, a naturally shy individual, had become entangled with Stunk, who took him around to visit the succubus shop every day. Before long, the pure angel had begun his descent into debauchery, spiraling further down the path of temptation.
"August, I've suddenly noticed that your collection of exotic beauties is quite impressive," Stunk remarked.
"What do you mean?"
"Look, there's Mia from the snake tribe, Sandra from the centaur clan, Lachnela from the Alacriny tribe, Lily from the cow tribe (thanks to Lucini), and Melro from the winged folk."
"Well, it's not that many," August replied nonchalantly.
"Not many? We're supposed to be exotic reviewers, but you, my friend, are a collector of exotic beauties!"
"Hey, what can I say? It's hard not to attract attention when you're handsome, influential, and wealthy."
"Honestly, I want to punch you."
Watching August show off yet again, Stunk was filled with a desire to take him down. But August merely ignored his remark, having had this banter countless times before.
"Melro-san~"