บท 368: Holy Place of Grinding People

Amelia blushed at the compliment. "Oh... you're welcome," she stammered, her cheeks turning a rosy hue.

Alex stepped inside the chamber, pausing to remove his shoes before entering.

"Oh... do we need to take them off...?" Amelia asked, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"Yeah, I don't want this floor to get dirty or anything," Alex replied, glancing back at her.

"Right..." Amelia removed her armored boots and followed Alex inside, her eyes wide with wonder as she took in the chamber's details.

The interior was stunning, a pristine white space adorned with simple yet elegant furnishings. In the center, a statue of Alex sat regally upon a throne, with a smaller chair positioned before it.

"You made a statue of me too?" Alex asked, clearly surprised and amused by the gesture.

"Well, people wouldn't know what you look like if we didn't have a representation," Amelia replied, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.