Outside, after leaving the shower room, Eros sat down on the rattan chair over there, looking at the sunset at the end of the sea with a leisurely expression.

That orange-red sunset is always so beautiful no matter how many times you see it.

After a while, the girls in the hot spring pool got up one after another and left the hot spring, going to the shower room to take a shower.

After a while, a lot of people stood or sat around the open space where Eros was.

Mary pulled little Doreen to Eros and invited him cheerfully:

"Eros, come play Werewolf with us!"

The game of Werewolf was naturally taught by Eros. Some time ago, Eros was afraid that they would be bored staying in the world in the tank.

He told all the entertainment activities he knew in his previous life, including but not limited to Werewolf, Flying Chess, Monopoly, etc.

Of course, before teaching, he must have carried out localization.

But there is no need for the Werewolf killing thing.

Because according to records in this world, werewolves really do exist, as well as vampires, ghouls and the like.

But after the beginning of the Third Age, werewolves and vampires gradually disappeared from the Croatian continent.

The only creatures left are ghouls, creatures that can be born from corpses, and they are still active in major cemeteries.

Now as the empire promotes cremation, the frequency and number of ghouls appearing are decreasing year by year.

Hearing Mary's invitation, Eros set his sights on the two petite girls in front of him.

As if she had noticed Eros's gaze, little Doreen looked at Eros timidly, with a hint of anticipation in her big eyes.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was half a head taller than Mary and her timid appearance, Eros couldn't help but think of the scene where little Doreen would cry every time.

It is indeed a pitiful and heartbreaking look.

But in that scenario, this look would only increase his attack speed and critical strike attributes.

Only after everything was over would he feel pity for her and gently wipe away the little pearls hanging on her long eyelashes.

After noticing the expectation in the girl's eyes, Eros smiled and nodded in agreement immediately.

In this way, a group of people sat together on the precious blanket in the open space.

Rosalin and Mrs. Kenfield were proud of their status and did not participate in the games of these young people, but just watched from the sidelines.

Seraphina was a person who loved to join in the fun, so she immediately raised her hand and shouted that she wanted to be the host.

No one had any objection to this.

Soon, the game began, and villager Eros was kicked out in the first voting round.

The reason is simple: Selina is targeting him.

In this game, there were her two maids and her two female companions, little Doreen was her cousin, and Anne was her cousin, so they had an absolute advantage in numbers.

Eros' face was filled with black lines.

But soon, Selina was backstabbed because the werewolf was her most trusted maid Shirley.

In the first round, the werewolf won.

In the second game, Selina, who had been backstabbed, did not mindlessly target him like she did in the first game, and the game returned to normal.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, a silver moon appeared in the sky of the world in the jar.

Feeling that the time was about right, Eros stretched and said:

"Okay! It's time to rest."

The game ends here and enters the next stage.

Tonight Eros did not return to the villa in the outside world, but rested directly in the world in the tank.

In Sifreya's room, Eros lay on the bed, looking at Sifreya in front of him.

The bright moonlight from the silver moon outside the window shone through the window onto Sifreya's already fair face and body, making her look somewhat holy at the moment.

This is another different feeling.

Seeing that Eros had been looking at her, Xifuleya lowered her head and looked at Eros, and asked softly:

"What's wrong?"

Eros smiled and praised him generously: "Nothing, I just feel like you're getting prettier and prettier."

This straightforward compliment made Sifreya's pretty face blush. She bit her lower lip tightly with her pearly teeth, and her eyes suddenly became blurred.

The night is still long.

The next morning, after Eros left Sifreya's room, he saw Mrs. Kenfield in the living room.

However, Mrs. Kenfield's complexion was not very good at the moment, with obvious dark circles under her eyes, as if she had not gotten enough rest.

Seeing Eros leave the room, Mrs. Kenfield's expression suddenly became a little unnatural.

Fortunately, Eros took the initiative to break the silence that made her feel uneasy:

"I'll go back first. Xifuleya is still resting. Madam may need to take care of her more today."

After he finished speaking, Eros smiled and nodded at the lady, then his figure disappeared from the living room.

Mrs. Kenfield breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the other party did not mention her bad complexion and dark circles under her eyes.

Then she got up and walked into her daughter's room, and at a glance she saw her daughter sleeping soundly with a snow-white thigh draped over the quilt.

Looking at the piece of bed sheet that was not covered by the quilt, Mrs. Kenfield's face blushed again.

She cursed inwardly, took a few steps forward, and covered her daughter with the quilt.

Tuck that snow-white, delicate thigh back into the quilt.

This action successfully woke up Xifuleya, who opened her eyes dazedly. After seeing that it was her mother, she asked in her hoarse voice like a dream:

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