Bab 120: A night in Paris

The portal glowed brightly, and in the blink of an eye, Vergil and Katharina found themselves in Paris. The red light faded, and they stood on a narrow, charming street with old cobblestones and cafés decorated with elegant tables and chairs. The smell of freshly baked bread and coffee filled the air, while the warm glow of the street lamps gently illuminated the night.

Katharina looked around, mesmerized, her blue eyes sparkling in the lamplight. "Paris... It's even more beautiful than I imagined."

Vergil, on the other hand, remained silent for a moment, watching her expression of surprise before speaking. "It really is... I've never been here before. I hope this is a good date." He smiled.

She tried to hide the smile that was forming on her lips. "Hmm, it's... acceptable." She said, playing hard to get, but it didn't last long before her smile widened.