Passing through the Love and Desire Gate, the pink hue that lingered in the ambiguous atmosphere slowly receded, as if the heat spreading from the lower abdomen gradually withdrew. It felt like a touch of untimely coolness in the Demon Dynasty...
That was the feeling of a breeze brushing against the body.
"Ah, we're almost at the [Performance Gate], finally about to pass through Fisher's paradise."
Watching the steep rock wall ahead slowly transform from pink to a deep blue, Emhardt, standing on Fisher's shoulder, couldn't help but take a breath of the cool breeze coming from the distant cave, even his originally somber bookish expression softened a bit.
Moli covered her mouth and laughed softly, but soon asked in confusion,
"So, Sir Book Knight, the previous two gates, whether it was [Competitive] or [Love and Desire], are easy to understand in terms of desires, but what does [Performance] mean? It doesn't sound like a kind of desire at all."
