Rota had been expecting this, she knew Belialthorn didn't help her for nothing but why her? That was what she couldn't figure out.
"Well? I told you I would wash you." Belialthorn said impatiently.
With quick jerking fingers, Rota took off her clothes. Shrinking from Thorn's eyes as his gaze roamed her body. She flushed deeply as she exposed her body to his eyes.
"I said it! You are too underfed and dirty! Get in here." Belialthorn gestured for her to climb the tub.
Rota did as she was told, groaning in satisfaction as she was covered in hot water, she couldn't remember the last time she bathed with hot water.
Belialthorn got the sponge and soap and then moved beside the tub. "Lean forward, let me start from the back."
Rota looked back in surprise. "Are you... I thought you were... are you seriously only going to bathe me?"
Belialthorn frowned down at her, he didn't get what she was getting at. "What else am I supposed to be doing?"
He started washing her back and was surprised that her skin was so soft, he always didn't concern himself with all that because all he did in the past was eat humans, soft or not but her skin was soft and warm.
Rota didn't know if he should be happy or disappointed as his hand gently and firmly washed her back. She thought he meant....to do other things with her but all he wanted to do was wash her?
Not that she was complaining, his hand had started letting all her tightened muscles relaxed. She hid a moan when his hand gently pinched her.
Thorn's hand slowed down as he got to her butt and Rota held back a moan as his hand gently massaged it. Her heart started beating fast, was he pretending after all and was after...it?
His hand got lower and she loosened her legs, getting herself ready for whatever he wanted to do but then his hand wandered back to her upper body.
She looked back at him, she really couldn't tell if he was serious or was playing with her. Thorn was the most mysterious man she had ever met, he shouldn't have been able to kill all those Vores with just a level 1 caster power and yet he was the reason she was here.
She flushed as he gripped her breast from the back and her nipples hardened in response, he began washing and Rota squirmed away from him.
"I'll do the rest!" Rota said, her face hot. It had become apparent that he was not interested in her body he only wanted her clean.
Belialthorn looked at her confused. "Are you sure?"
She nodded desperately. "I can do the rest thank you!"
Belialthorn shrugged, gave her the sponge and soap, and left the bathroom.
"Humans are weird." He muttered. Speaking of weirdness why was his pissing organ getting hard? Especially when he held her soft buttocks in his hand.
He saw that the clothes had been sent up and it was on the only bed that dominated the room.
Belialthorn shook his head. "Everything about humans is confusing, the only time that is not confusing is when I am eating them."
It didn't take long for Rota to be done and she came out with a towel warped around herself.
"Here's the clothes sent up earlier," Belialthorn said and passed it to her.
Rota dressed quickly in a black tunic and trousers, the clothes were a little too big for her but it was manageable.
It was night already so Belialthorn bade her good night and sprawled on the bed. Rota looked at him a while before she slept beside him.
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"I don't know how this is supposed to help me," Rota grunted as she stabbed the wooden dummy again, the spear in her hand sending her staggering forward.
Belialthorn ignored her from where he sat lazing, she had been complaining for four days now every time he asked her to start practicing with the spear he had got her from his money in the Hunter's Association.
The spear was short and heavy, used more for closed-range fights than the normal spear.
"Maybe I should change to sword." Rota panted, wiping sweat from her brows.
"Your full class name is Valkyrie Warrior and your two skills are Powerful Strikes and Spear Mastery. Tell me, how do you want to use a sword?" Belialthorn asked.
They were training or rather she was training in the space that was paid for by Griffin's team in the Hunter's Association. It was a small room with training equipment and wooden dummies.
"Can't I just use a sword for it? I can find a heavy sword." She thrust the spear again, it was made of grey metal with a large poibted head.
"No, you won't." Belialthorn had set her to practice with the dummy for three days now. To get her into leveling up her skills, at least to level two.
Rota grunted. "What about you? Shouldn't you be training?
Belialthorn waved her off. "Let's talk about another thing. We have to go for another bounty."
Rota's hope rose, maybe she would leave this muscle stretching training behind. "Let's go now!"
"We will go after you level up your two skills, it would be better for you that way," Belialthorn said. One of the ways to level up skills was by training and practicing hard.
"But this thing is just too heavy! At least a sword would be light and easy to use." Rota complained.
"You're just weak, Rota but we're dealing with that already. You've been eating well and your training will help with your muscles." Belialthorn admonished.
Rota shrugged, irritated then she thrust the spear in a straight line at the dummy, using all her strength in the swing. The spear hit the dummy with a solid blow that made the dummy shudder.
"Yes! I did it!" Rota exclaimed as her two skills gained a level.
Belialthorn smiled. Finally, the journey of leveling up his warrior had begun.