Merlin turned his head toward the source of the voice and saw an exceptionally beautiful girl.
She had an oval face, much like Iris', with alluring pink eyes and long, matching hair that flowed down her back.
On both sides, her hair was braided and pulled up into a small loop, adorned with a crescent-shaped ribbon hanging on the right side of her head.
She wore a lovely closed pink dress. Despite her beauty, her expression looked cold—as if someone had just stolen her gold coins.
Frederin was displeased with his daughter's rude behavior and scolded her, "Behave yourself, Luna. Don't you see the guests in front of you?"
Luna turned to James, then shifted her gaze to Merlin beside him.
A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, but it disappeared just as quickly.
"[Ding! The affection of heroine Luna Tharot increased by 15 points! Current affection: 15 points (10)]"
"Oh?" Merlin raised a brow. 'Why did it suddenly increase by fifteen points, system? Did something happen?'
