Chapter 320 - 162 Elanna: Today you may, please taste me, and... (11K, 48/76)_6
Chapter 320 - 162 Elanna: Today you may, please taste me, and... (11K, 48/76)_6
This signifies that Kael had pushed the Magic Models of those classic spells from every series to the limit, which lack personal characteristics.
It’s not that these spells have no room for improvement, but personalizing them to enhance their inherent Magic Model growth potential would essentially result in a new spell altogether.
A typical example is the original Mage’s Hand, which after Luxius’s and Kael’s modifications, evolved into a series of "Palm" spells, ranging from the lowest tier of level-zero spells to the level-six spell "Kael’s Dragon-Crushing Wrist," which Kael is still developing.
Although these are all based on the modified Magic Models of Mage’s Hand, if you called it a new spell, there wouldn’t be a problem.
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His gaze turned to the achievement he had earned, the "Lord’s Certificate," as his weary body leaned back.
He certainly knew what it was.
In fact, the significance of this achievement for him was second only to the changes the Map Editor could make to his domain.
If possible, he would have liked to feel the changes this new achievement brought him at that moment, but he decided to put off activating the achievement.
He had been too tired these past few days, feeling as if he hadn’t rested at all since he started using the Map Editor.
In fact, in the last three days, he had slept for fewer than five hours; the Magic Potions he consumed cost over 20,000 Demon Crystal coins,
That was no small expenditure, but there was no choice, he had to do it.
Otherwise, before he could save that amount of money, his body likely would’ve suffered from a lack of energy supply and inability to ease brain activity, leading to an array of problems.
The thing he gained after activating the "Lord’s Certificate," he didn’t want to deal with it now; he just wanted to clear his mind and rest for a while.
"Master Kael, your bath is ready. Would you like to wash up now?" Hassaka’s gentle voice came from the door.
Kael said, "Come in, Hassaka. Come with me."
Hassaka rose and entered, bowing slightly to Kael. Kael took a deep breath, got up, and walked towards the bath.
This wash was a little different from before.
Before entering the bath, Hassaka deliberately put on a neat bathrobe. Soaking in the water, she gently wiped Kael’s body throughout, consciously avoiding any play that might further strain his energy.
She felt a pang of distress for the young master, whose worried eyes never ceased. She wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words, and finally, just lowered her head and silently washed him.
Kael seemed unusually low today; his ordinarily lively tail now hung limply and soaked in the bathwater.
Soon, Hassaka finished cleaning Kael and was about to help him up and dry off when she realized that her young master had fallen deep asleep, his breathing soft and prolonged.
Seeing Kael sleep soundly without the aid of potions brought a joyful smile to Hassaka’s face.
This was the best sleep Kael had in days, without the discomfort that plagued his face all night after taking sleeping medications.
Now on his clean, fair face, there was only a light, peaceful smile, as if he were dreaming sweetly.
Asaka used the gentlest effort she had ever mustered to lift Kael, her soft tail lightly drying the water off his body, then carried him back to his bedroom to lie down.
Sitting beside the bed and watching Kael’s serene expression, Hassaka couldn’t help but giggle softly, leaning down to whisper into Kael’s ear, her pink lips slightly parted as she spoke with an air of spring:
"Master Kael, today I don’t long for you to father little ones for me. Rest well, for it’s the spirited master that I wish to see."
She went to the door, turned off the lights in Kael’s bedroom, and gently drew the curtains.
Part of her wanted to stay by Kael’s side as he slept, but she feared that she might move too much in her sleep and disrupt her beloved’s sweet dreams, which would make her anxious.
In the end, she chose to leave the room quietly.
...
That day, Kael slept from daylight until the sun was high in the sky the next day.
He was engulfed in a hazy dream, feeling a gentle warmth touch his forehead, caressing his skin lightly.
He didn’t dislike that warm sensation and faintly smelled a scent that seemed familiar, as if he had encountered it somewhere before.
But perhaps because his cognitive abilities were at their lowest in sleep, he couldn’t quite place the origin of the fragrance in his drowsy state.
After a while, a warm power began to flow into his body along his right hand, forming a slow cycle that melted into every part of him.
The sensation, akin to soaking in a hot spring, made Kael hum contentedly, but shortly after, realizing something was amiss, he abruptly opened his eyes.
Before him was not the ever-present Hassaka but a girl he hadn’t seen in some time.
Her hair, reminiscent of aged red wine, cascaded in front of him. Sensing something, she lifted her head, her usually expressionless face showing no particular emotion.