A smooth, jade-like foot stepped onto the stone surface by the hot spring.
Lord Roman stood with his arms crossed, his expression still tinged with hesitation.
“The reason everyone’s Magic Power usage efficiency varies, aside from their own technique, fundamentally lies in the fact that no one’s Magic Power is truly pure—there’s always some impurity mixed within,” Lady Catherine explained.
“Even the most powerful Extraordinary can only boost their Magic Power efficiency to about 80% at most, because that’s the limit of what they can achieve on their own.”
“I don’t know how this place was formed,” she continued, “but through this spring water, you can purify your Magic Circuit, achieving a refinement that even Domain Transcendents can’t reach.”
As Lady Catherine spoke, she rested her hand on Roman’s shoulder, her fingers unconsciously brushing over his collar.
“So…”
Roman interrupted, his voice hoarse as if struggling to speak, “Could you please turn around first?”
Lady Catherine’s meaning had been clear for a while—she wanted him to undress here.
She let out a light laugh and soothed him, “Even if I turn around, I’ll still be watching you go through the process. There’s no need to make a fuss.”
Roman had no rebuttal and could only endure his embarrassment as he slowly undid the buttons one by one over his chest.
In the thin mist, the white skin beneath Roman’s outerwear was gradually revealed with each button undone.
The fabric slipped off both sides, exposing his bare shoulders.
His snow-white shoulder blades elegantly appeared with the movement of his arms right before Lady Catherine’s eyes.
Fortunately, Roman’s silver hair was long enough to partially veil the view behind him.
Lady Catherine swallowed quietly.
The scene before her, more suggestive than fully exposed, felt even more alluring.
Roman didn’t rush to remove his clothes entirely.
Instead, he lifted the strands of hair from both sides of his forehead behind his ears and silently untied the braid, letting his long silver hair fall freely once more over his chest, shoulders, and back.
Finally, it was time to remove his clothes.
Roman pressed his lips together, summoned his courage, and his sleeves slipped off his arms completely.
His pristine white coat fell along his body to his ankles.
Lady Catherine’s gaze followed the movement.
Roman gently kicked aside the shoes he had just untied, and at last, he stood completely bare before her.
Though it wasn’t the first time seeing him like this, Lady Catherine still wanted to savor Roman’s exquisite form gradually.
Her eyes traced from his ankles upward.
Even if she resisted looking further, just admiring Roman’s slender, toned calves brought her a sense of serenity.
As a scholar, she found that a teasing hint of concealment was far more delightful and worthy of appreciation than simple nudity.
For instance, looking at Roman’s calves now, she could clearly tell that no clothing covered any part of his body from there upward.
With this thought, exploring every part of Roman’s body felt like uncovering a hidden treasure.
Her gaze slowly rose, and when she saw the scene just above his thighs, she instinctively tightened the gap between her own legs.
This boy was still just as…
Unable to bear the shame of being observed so intently, Roman carefully sat down on the stones by the hot spring, his snowy hips pressed against the jade-like surface.
He tested the water’s temperature with his foot.
After confirming it was suitable, he gradually immersed himself step by step.
“Uh…”
Once fully submerged, the sense of safety that Roman had lost from being exposed returned to him. His furrowed brow relaxed naturally.
The warm comfort of the spring water cleansing his body made him feel even better.
Leaning his back lightly against a stone, Roman suddenly sensed a familiar fragrance.
It had been there from the start; he always felt he had smelled this scent somewhere before.
“Don’t resist this Magic Power,” Lady Catherine reminded from nearby.
“Let it slowly become familiar with your body, with your Magic Circuit. Then, you’ll become familiar with it, imprinting its purity on your circuit. That’s when the process is complete.”
Roman finally set aside his earlier worries and closed his eyes, sensing the flow of Pure Magic Power in the spring water.
From Lady Catherine’s vantage point, Roman’s state progressed exceptionally quickly.
His Magic Circuit glowed faintly with a gentle luminescence, clearly entering a state of communication.
She was very pleased.
On an impulse, she slipped off her High Heels and elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt to her thighs, tying it into a neat knot.
Lady Catherine slowly immersed her calves and delicate toes into the hot spring.
Gently stirring the water, she observed Roman more closely, concerned about any unexpected issues.
Roman’s condition looked very good to her.
His breathing was steady, his Magic Power flow stable and efficient. In communicating with this spring water, Roman’s progress was much faster than hers—or even Luo Xiya’s.
What she didn’t know was that Roman had already uncontrollably entered a shallow sleep.
From his perspective, he could feel someone trying to pull him in.
His eyes slowly opened in the sea of consciousness, his expression slightly dazed, unsure of where he was.
But the sensation behind him snapped him fully awake. His eyes widened instantly.
A sweet, intoxicating mature scent surrounded him.
Two soft, snowy mounds pressed against his back, and two jade-like arms wrapped gently around his shoulders.
“Why have you come to me again? Wasn’t last time enough?” the woman behind him chuckled softly.
Roman stared at the silver strands resting on his shoulder—similar in color but clearly not his own hair—and his pupils contracted slightly. His lips pressed tight, at a loss for words.
“Remember how it felt lying beneath me last time?” the woman whispered teasingly into his ear.
“You’re…”
Roman suddenly snapped fully awake.
This woman was the one from the Dream of Holy Seal Awakening.
Memories that had nearly faded surged back into his mind.
Roman tried to move slightly to resist, but obviously, in front of this woman, he was like a helpless rabbit—she could fondle him as she pleased.
With her movements naturally holding him in place, just as Roman opened his mouth to speak, another hand covered it.
“Since you’re here, stay with me one more time.”
The woman’s legs slowly entwined around Roman’s waist as she nuzzled his neck, whispering.