This smile was similar to the one she wore when she held her child. She looked very confident and comfortable... and very beautiful.

At this moment, Reiner's abdominal muscles were hit twice. The little elf girl looked up at Reiner and narrowed her eyes. "Mr. Reiner, why are you smiling foolishly at Sister Luminilla? Do you like her?"

Reiner's mouth curled up wildly and he gave a thumbs up: "Everyone likes beautiful women!"

"If you're still here, then hurry up. Actually, there are a lot of people who like Sister Luminilla. If you don't hurry up, she might be snatched away from you at any time."

"I will." Reiner raised an eyebrow.

As soon as Reiner finished speaking, Luminilla gently elbowed him. She said expressionlessly, "Reiner, what are you talking about with a child? This is not right."

Reiner smiled but said nothing, he was not talking nonsense.

After saying goodbye to the child, Luminilla took Reiner to the small room on the far left of the top floor.

She took out a silver key from her purse and slowly opened the door.

A small room came into view.

The room was so small that it was suffocating. There was only a bed and a cabinet in it, and there was not even a toilet or kitchen.

Reiner looked at the wooden window on the ceiling and suddenly remembered that Luminilla didn't need it either.

Night elves can survive by basking in the moonlight and don't need a kitchen. If they don't even eat, they don't need to go to the bathroom either.

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen you eat anything in the past month. Can you eat?"

Luminila glanced at Reiner. She seemed a little confused, but she answered honestly, "Yes, but I usually don't eat it because it would be very troublesome."

Reiner scratched his face, lost in thought.

This place hasn't been lived in for a month and is covered in dust.

Luminilla pulled up the bed sheet, shook it, folded it, and handed it to Reiner beside her.

"Please keep it for me and give it to me. Thank you."

Reiner took the sheet and put it into the storage space.

Luminilla ran to the cabinet again and started tinkering with it, and then she took out two bags full of resin, which is the currency of the elves.

"Here you go... This is my savings. I promised you before that I would give it to you as long as you help me."

Reiner raised his eyebrows: "Keep it for your future use. It's not like you won't be coming again."

Luminilla, expressionless, forced the two bags of resin onto Reiner's shoulders. Then, she whispered, "Take them. Honesty is the most important thing. Being deceived isn't pleasant, and I don't like deceiving others."

Reiner took the resin and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Luminila lied to me the other morning... saying someone had stolen her cloak, but she probably just kept it for later use.

"Really? You really don't like lying?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Luminila stopped packing her things, as if the pause button had been pressed on her.

"I lie sometimes, but... but those lies won't hurt others." Luminilla put away her clothes neatly and efficiently.

Reiner slowly approached, raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "For example?"

Luminila continued to pack her clothes without blushing or getting nervous. She said, "This is my secret."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice reached Reiner's ears.

(He wouldn't know, would he? How about I quietly return the cloak and say I found it...)

Luminila stole a glance at Reiner, and their eyes met.