Chapter 161: The Conversation on the Bed
Airael suddenly found herself completely stiff when she realized the situation.
Before she could make any moves, she felt Arthur stirring behind her.
Arthur’s large hands began moving restlessly across her body.
Clearly, Arthur was awake now and had recovered from his fatigue.
With the warmth of the bed and nothing else to do, it was only natural for him to let loose and indulge in some reckless behavior.
Airael still made no moves.
She neither voiced any objections nor actively helped Arthur along.
She appeared to be sound asleep.
Inside, her feelings were conflicted.
She didn’t know whether to reject or accept what was happening.
So she chose to play dead.
However, on a physical level, she was slowly becoming aware of something and yearning for it.
Thus, things started spiraling toward an uncontrollable edge.
Since her mind was caught in conflict, it naturally made it easy for her body to decide for itself.
“Mm—!”
It was only when Airael could no longer hold back a soft sound that Arthur noticed she was awake.
In an instant, both Arthur and Airael found themselves in an awkward situation.
But soon, that little embarrassment was burned away by the flames of desire igniting within them.
After quite the storm, they lay on the bed feeling a bit weary.
Though worn out, it was clear both enjoyed the process immensely.
Due to the competition, it had been a while since they had last engaged in such activities, so they truly relished the experience.
“Arthur!”
Suddenly, Airael called out.
Hearing her, Arthur propped his fist under his chin and turned to look at her.
At that moment, the flushed Airael seemed even more alluring, stirring up an uncontrollable feeling within Arthur, as if the fire of desire was about to reignite.
“If all goes well, you should be heading north to fight soon, right?” Airael continued gazing at Arthur.
“That’s right!” Arthur thought for a moment before nodding in response.
If he wanted to secure his footing in this country, merely participating in a large competition wouldn’t suffice; he needed more military accomplishments.
Moreover, having enough achievements would help him gain fame in this world.
So, heading north to fight the Orcs was unavoidable.
It was also a vital part of his future plans.
“I want to go too!” Airael stated earnestly, looking at Arthur with an expression that admitted no refusal.
“We had a deal, and you’ve witnessed my true power; I won’t hold you back—in fact, I can provide significant support.”
Arthur thought it over and nodded, “I’ll take you with me.”
Airael was right; her power would indeed be a great help.
And he was confident he could protect Airael while she was by his side.
Honestly, he felt somewhat uneasy about leaving her here alone while he went to fight up north.
He didn’t have many people he could trust to protect Airael.
So for now, he had to take matters into his own hands.
Airael felt delighted by his straightforward attitude, “Arthur, you’re the best!”
In the next moment, she threw herself into his arms for a big hug.
Arthur’s body went stiff for a moment, but he soon smiled at the Airael nestled in his embrace.
Just then, Airael froze up.
She had sensed another awakening from Arthur.
At the same time, a spark of rationality returned to her from earlier glee.
Goodness, how childish had she just been!
To be so happy she threw herself into someone’s arms.
And that very act had ignited Arthur’s inner desires.
Now she would have to face the consequences.
Thus, Airael found herself caught between pain and pleasure.
Though she didn’t want to be tossed around, sometimes things don’t go as you wish.
After being tossed around by Arthur again, Airael lay on the bed, completely unwilling to move.
Of course, Arthur wasn’t much better off.
Most of the stamina he had just regained had been spent on Airael.
He had entered his sage mode once more and wouldn’t be pulling out anytime soon.
Although tired, neither of them intended to sleep just yet.
They lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.
“Ailia!” Arthur finally called out.
“What is it?” Airael replied, looking somewhat reluctant to engage.
She genuinely felt exhausted.
If it weren’t for the fact that ignoring him felt impolite, she wouldn’t even bother replying!
Since she wasn’t inclined to talk, she certainly had no energy for action either.
Therefore, Airael lay still on the bed.
“Although I agreed to let you come with me to the northern battlefield, you must listen to me up there; it’s very dangerous on the battlefield!”
“I know!” Airael huffed back, a hint of impatience in her tone.
“Even if you know, I’m still worried! If anything happens to you, I would regret it terribly.”
“Then just go die!”
This time, Airael wasn’t cooperating and gave him an answer he never expected.
Arthur’s concern had annoyed her.
After everything he put her through, did he still expect her to listen to him drone on?
Right now, all she wanted was to rest without any nagging.
Arthur’s eyes widened in surprise as he stared at Airael, momentarily at a loss for words.
Airael shot him a glance, rolling her eyes as she continued, “Let’s just rest properly now. We can talk later, and by the way, I’m not some clueless three-year-old; I know what I’m doing. Please trust that I value my own life very much.”
With that, Arthur didn’t say anything more and settled down to recover his strength alongside Airael.
Once they regained enough energy, they would get up for dinner.
The next day, since they had handled everything in the afternoon, they enjoyed a good night’s sleep and woke up early.
Of course, they woke early because they had things to do.
First, they needed to check on Cain.
That was something they had agreed on the night before.
Arthur believed that after a night of recovery, Cain would be nearly back to normal.
For emotional and practical reasons, Arthur wanted to check on him.
Not to mention, Cain was one of his most valued subordinates.
