"This opponent is a bit too much for me right now," Xia Ai'er said, waving his hand as a bronze armchair appeared behind him.
He rested his arm on the armrest of the chair, watching the one-sided teasing on the light screen.
That poor gentleman was being toyed with by the bad Demoness, perhaps the exact opposite was happening in his environment?
"This Demoness of Despair won't stay for long."
"I can also offer you more choices."
Silver subtitles flashed, followed by a flood of messages.
Arrodes had expanded the scope this time; the area for selecting containers was no longer limited to Backlund.
"Forget it, instead of running around, I might as well hide in this mirror and pick one nearby."
Xia Ai'er waved his hand; there was no need.
"The person you provided is very good; since he has a connection with a Demoness, some things can be pushed onto the Demoness."
Xia Ai'er had originally planned to connect with a secret organization, and his favorite was naturally the Moses Ascetic Order; the Hidden Sage had a good personality and was a good evil god who was willing to share, but Xia Ai'er's current state was not suitable.
The Demoness Church was very good; the angels of the Demoness Church would not easily wander around a metropolis like Backlund.
The Primordial Demoness was severely wounded during the Pale Era and didn't seem to be in a good state, perhaps still in slumber.
Moreover, this fellow also had some connection with the Church of the Evernight Goddess.
"Finally gone."
In the image, "Despair Nightingale" Pannatia seemed to have had enough fun, abandoning the man on the ground without a trace of reluctance and turning to leave.
"Arrodes, set a location."
Xia Ai'er snapped his fingers, and a vortex appeared on the light screen in front of him.
Arrodes pinpointed the exact coordinates, and Xia Ai'er's body became illusory, as if turning into a dream spirit, directly sensing the direction of the coordinates and leaping through them via dream travel.
...
Dream.
"Oh, my dear Pannatia, you are mine, you will always be mine."
As soon as Xia Ai'er completed his dream travel, he saw a rather lewd scene.
The classic man on top, woman on bottom.
He snapped his fingers, and the somewhat blurry lady suddenly hugged the young man's neck and said:
"Bennett, will you stay with me forever?"
"Forever, we will never be separated again!"
Bennett Maynard seemed to have been struck by a huge surprise.
He excitedly hugged the woman in his arms, kissing her passionately and saying:
"Yes, of course, I will, you know, I love you."
"I just wanted you to keep your distance from other men; I never wanted to hurt you."
At this moment, the young man was still immersed in great joy, completely unaware that the place they were in was collapsing like a swamp, until they were completely submerged, he still couldn't bear to take his eyes off the increasingly beautiful face of the woman in his arms.
"A guy like this, driven foolish by a Demoness, I can easily replace him even without supplementing my spirituality."
Xia Ai'er sighed softly; there was no resistance at all, which made him feel a bit bored.
Since he liked the Demoness, then let him sink into desire.
Xia Ai'er wasn't a Demon or anything; although he replaced the other person's personality, he refined the Demoness's image quality, which was a win-win, wasn't it?
He waved his hand lightly, and the dream shattered.
The young man lying on the cold ground shook his still groggy head and climbed up.
"How much did he take?"
"Cough, cough!"
In the enclosed basement, the sweet, aphrodisiac scent had not yet dissipated.
Xia Ai'er felt his legs a bit weak, and there was a burning pain in his throat, and his nose was also very uncomfortable.
"Illness?"
"No, maybe just a little bit accidentally touched?"
"Lying in the basement like this for a night, he would definitely get a serious illness the next day."
Xia Ai'er didn't quite understand the tastes young Loen nobles liked to play with, but he didn't want his newly acquired body to die, and the dirt on his body was unbearable for an elf.
He supported himself against the wall and walked out of the dim basement.
Martin, his personal valet, heard the commotion and, seeing his young master's disheveled appearance, quickly came to support him.
"Young Master, how could this happen?"
"Ms. Pannatia said you were tired and fell asleep, and told me not to disturb you."
As Martin spoke, he intended to call for more servants.
"Shh~"
"Martin, she was right, it's just... the bed collapsed..."
Xia Ai'er coughed lightly; he wasn't lying, the bed in the basement really had collapsed, though it was kicked down.
Martin understood what his young master meant and stopped his thought of calling more servants for help.
"Young Master, I will personally go down and clean it later."
"You need to clean up now, I'll help you to the bathroom, your face looks unwell, I'll arrange for a doctor to come."
Martin supported Xia Ai'er towards the bathroom, while also planning a series of follow-up tasks.
This was a rare opportunity for the young master to live alone, which he had fought hard for.
If Madame knew how reckless the young master was, she might soon come and drag him back home.
"Martin, I'm not as bad as you think."
"You can take these clothes and burn them later."
"Also, arrange for someone to buy a bottle of Sun Holy Water, using the same channel we used to buy mystical materials."
"I heard that the Eternal Blazing Sun Church's Holy Water is very effective for treating colds."
By the time he reached the bathroom door, Xia Ai'er no longer needed Martin's support.
He knew his own physical condition.
A hot bath, a bottle of Sun Holy Water, and he would quickly recover.
"Young Master, I will do everything you said, but you still need to see a doctor later."
"I will send a carriage to Cherwood Borough to find a reputable doctor."
Martin thought Xia Ai'er didn't want the Maynard family doctor to know about his illness, so he proposed a compromise.
After helping Xia Ai'er draw the water, he quickly went to arrange these matters.
"Having such a personal valet really saves a lot of trouble."
Xia Ai'er didn't refuse Martin's kindness.
After Martin left, he soaked in the bathtub and slowly closed his eyes.
Afterward, he washed his body, changed into clean clothes, saw the doctor, and was prescribed some medicine for a severe cold.
Xia Ai'er adapted quickly to his new identity.
He shook the Sun Holy Water, which was rich in spirituality, in his hand, took a sip, and the sacred aura healed some of the negative effects from being with the Demoness and dispelled the chill from his body.
"Martin, you've worked hard."
"You can go rest now."
Xia Ai'er said, looking at his dutiful personal valet.
"Please rest early, you can call me if you need anything."
Martin bowed slightly, then turned and exited the room.
He was also very tired; after all, it was night, and he had personally made the trip to get this bottle of Sun Holy Water.