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The two of them watched Noah Drake's figure as he walked away. What had just happened was truly unimaginable.
Luna Hart asked with concern,
"– Liora, are you still in pain?"
Liora shook her head and replied,
"– No. I'm fine, it seems I was just too timid. The master… he's not really a bad person."
At that moment, the badge suddenly lit up, floating in the air as if waiting for something. Liora reached out and touched it, and her whole body was lifted off the ground uncontrollably. Sadness, fear, worry, and all her calculations no longer mattered, as a comforting sensation spread throughout her body. Liora felt as if everything was possible. Her perspective shifted, gaining insight into everything she had experienced.
The surroundings began to change as well. Floating around her were glowing orbs, each one representing an opportunity, just waiting to be grasped. Slowly, her soft, pale hand reached out, and a glowing orb descended into her palm. The moment it touched her hand, the scenery returned to normal. It was a small, white egg with brown speckles, looking quite ordinary.
Looking at the egg in her hand, it didn't seem particularly powerful, but Liora could feel the immense life force inside it, eager to come out. Standing beside her, Luna Hart, feeling a twinge of jealousy, said,
"– It was the master who helped you just now. You're really lucky. I wish I had something like that. What's inside the egg?"
Liora gazed at the egg with fascination, growing more attached to it the longer she looked.
"– Sister Hart, I don't know… but I can feel that it's about to hatch. It feels like it was meant for me. It's strange…"
Liora looked at Luna Hart with concern. Although they had only known each other for a day or two, Hart had proven to be a kind person, someone who didn't abandon her in times of need.
"– Sister, you should also work hard to get the badge's recognition. Only then will you be able to start progressing quickly. Or maybe you could ask the master for help…"
Seeing Liora show such concern for her, Luna Hart felt warmth fill her heart.
"– My dear little sister, no wonder the master is so fond of you, caring for you like this… but as for me, I'm not sure if I should ask. What if he dislikes me for it?"
Liora firmly declared,
"– Sister, don't worry. If that happens, I'll stand up for you. I, Liora, swear it."
Seeing her little sister so determined, Hart couldn't help but laugh.
"– Alright, I'll look for the right moment. But for now, it seems I'll have to rely on my adorable little sister to help me out."
"– By the way, the master mentioned going to eat. How about the two of us head there now?"
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On his way back to his room, Noah Drake could still smell the sweet fragrance lingering on his clothes. This little girl, only 14 years old, already knew how to choose a scent that suited her so well. Or maybe it was Lalatina who picked it out for her? Either way, he wouldn't mind smelling this fragrance all day. And that soft touch from her arm… perhaps he could have her massage him later—that would be perfect. Yes, yes.
"– Being this close to beautiful women, my body can't handle it. It's getting way too hot…"
"– Tissue paper… oh right, this manor doesn't have any. They say it's fully equipped, but no tissue paper?"
"– I guess I'll just have to use the old method and run a few laps."
A little while later...
Noah Drake returned to his room, his calves aching, his body exhausted, and his heartbeat erratic. He picked up the master's badge.
"– Lalatina, Luna Hart, Liora, come to my room."
A few minutes later, the three girls appeared, standing in a line, with Liora leading the way. She said,
"– Master, how may I serve you?"
Noah Drake was lying face down on the bed, his face slightly flushed, but his voice was clear, showing no signs of embarrassment.
"– You all came at the right time. Hurry and come give me a massage. I just did some intense exercise. My body isn't used to it, so I feel a bit uncomfortable."
"– Why are you all just looking at each other? Don't you know how to massage?"
"– Right. Lalatina, you come to rub my shoulders. Liora, you take my back, and Luna Hart, you take my calves."
Lying face down on the bed, he savored the comfortable sensations and the fragrance of the beautiful girls lingering around him.
"– Lalatina, a bit more forceful; Liora, your pressure is too light; you can sit on me too. Luna Hart, don't hold back; be stronger."
He lay with his face down on the bed, limbs spread wide, in a posture awaiting dissection. Noah Drake felt like he was in heaven, his eyes squinting with a smile, unable to stop moaning.
"– Ah, yes, right there... Aaaaaa. It feels so good…"
"– Liora, are you really going to sit on me? Ah, never mind... just keep going…"
"– Luna Hart, you only need to stroke my calves; you don't need to go lower... You can go higher if you want…"
"– Lalatina, can you massage the muscles at the back of my neck? That area feels uncomfortable too... No, not there... here."
As he attempted to lift his right arm to point at the back of his neck, he suddenly brushed against something soft and bouncy. Unsure of what it was, he instinctively touched and rubbed it before turning to look.
Realizing where his hand was, his expression turned serious. His hand immediately withdrew to point at the back of his neck.
"– Right here. I have a sensitive areas... you mustn't touch randomly..."