Three months later, on the Eastern Coral Island.
On a vast grassland, one with flowers covered everywhere. A grassland that rarely had visitors.
"Hahaha, Grimm. Now can you guess how many strawberries I have in my hand? Don't use sorcery. No cheating. "
Her voice was sublime in the ears. It was like listening to the singing of a lark.
Walking backward as she faced Grimm, Lefay's face was glowing with a sweet smile as she extended her fair exquisite fists—all the while they were stepping on the green pasture, with butterflies and hummingbirds buzzing by.
"Caw caw! Master, I think there are three berries in her hand." Myna smirked as it stood on Lefay's shoulder.
It was the one who took out the strawberries from the pocket dimension. Yet, it was feeding misinformation to Grimm, trying to disrupt his induction process.
Myna stood on Lefay's side, using Grimm's love for Lefay as his advantage to bully him.
However, Grimm seemed to enjoy this a lot.