Reluctantly watching Luo Xiya’s figure disappear, Roman finally saw her squint her eyes and give him an invisible, intangible hug.
Though he could only see it and not feel it, Roman still felt incredibly warm inside, as if Luo Xiya had truly embraced him in reality.
At the very last moment before the light screen vanished, Luo Xiya gently kissed his forehead, as a final farewell.
Roman stood there in a daze for a long time before the voice behind him finally snapped him back to reality.
“Master, it’s time for dinner.”
Elise greeted him as usual, her expression respectful but cold and indifferent.
Roman’s gaze toward Elise began to change strangely.
After today, it would probably be hard for him to get used to the usual Elise.
After all, seeing her face would inevitably remind him of all the brazen things she did to him earlier today.
Not to mention what she gave him…
He reached out and touched his cheek, responding with a soft “Hmm,” without saying anything more, then walked past Elise.
“Master…”
Roman stiffened abruptly.
“I’ve already tidied up your and Miss’s room.”
Elise said, still keeping her head slightly bowed.
“That thing.”
Roman’s face grew redder the more he tried to speak, still not explicitly mentioning what “that thing” was, but he knew Elise would understand perfectly.
“Oh…”
Elise smiled knowingly, a hint of something suggestive in her expression.
“It’s all taken care of, so don’t worry.”
“How did you deal with it?”
Roman asked nervously, glancing back at her.
By now, he had a deeper understanding of this unruly Head Maid and wouldn’t easily let himself get entangled in her schemes.
“Of course, I made full use of it before keeping it.”
When Elise said “made full use of it,” the warmth in her eyes grew even stronger.
The once respectful bowed posture now straightened as she stared Roman up and down.
Her gaze seemed like she was about to swallow him whole.
So bold and reckless…
Roman anxiously scanned the surroundings, making sure no one was paying attention to him and Elise before finally relaxing.
At the same time, a thrill rose unbidden in his chest amidst the nervousness.
This left him feeling both embarrassed and guilty afterward, so he quickly shook his head to push those feelings aside.
“What do you mean by ‘made full use of it’?”
Roman asked, his pure eyes fixed on Elise, confused.
Faced with such an innocent look, Elise’s previously satisfied desire flared up once again.
Looking back now, the reason she so desperately wanted Roman—and tore off the mask she had worn for so many years—was not only because he was alluring but also because he was incredibly pure.
Pure enough that she couldn’t help but want to leave her mark on him.
That night of eavesdropping was just the immediate trigger; the real cause was this purity.
“Of course, it helps you release your Magic Power.”
Elise said with a soft laugh.
Roman pressed his lips together and said, “Why didn’t you just throw it away?”
“It’s a memory of mine and yours, so I didn’t want to throw it away.”
Elise replied.
“Besides, my stockings are made of materials that aren’t easy to dispose of safely.”
“You’d better make sure no one else finds out.” Roman said carefully.
“Don’t worry.”
Elise’s eyes looked at him with a liquid softness.
“I’ll go to the dining table now…”
Roman didn’t dare to meet her gaze any longer and turned to leave.
Watching Roman’s back, Elise couldn’t help but think to herself: How could she bear to throw that thing away?
She said she made full use of it, but never said it was all used up.
Her cold and elegant expression returned as she glided toward the kitchen, directing the maids to prepare dinner.
***
By dinnertime, Roman sat beside Lady Catherine as usual.
Today, he was noticeably more absent-minded, staring at his utensils and then at his own reflection in the clean surface, seemingly lost in thought.
“How was your rest this afternoon?”
Lady Catherine asked uneasily from beside him.
Only just now did she come to realize that after Roman had rescued her earlier, she had impatiently poured Magic Power into his body.
And this so-called Master of hers had made a basic mistake…
She had told Roman that the human body was only a limited Container; exceeding its limit would have consequences far worse than overexertion.
So she had been quietly watching Roman, surprised to find his body perfectly normal, showing no signs of Magical Overflow—just the right amount.
Roman had just reached the Mid-tier Magic Power level, about ten thousand units of Magic Power, while she had poured in nearly one hundred thousand units at once…
The limit for a Mid-rank Transcendent’s body was one hundred thousand, and Roman, as a Noble Lady’s Supreme Saint Sigil bearer, might be even stronger.
Although he hadn’t reached his body’s ultimate limit, there should have been some discomfort.
Yet no matter how closely she observed, Roman remained perfectly healthy.
Lady Catherine could only ask about the situation.
“I slept well.”
Roman smiled faintly when he heard Lady Catherine’s voice.
“Any discomfort in your body?”
“Maybe?”
Roman, who was naturally terrible at lying, answered vaguely.
“And now?”
“Are you asking where the overflow Magic Power went?”
Roman sighed.
Lady Catherine nodded.
Roman couldn’t possibly tell the truth and expose the rebellious Head Maid Elise.
Embarrassed, he whispered, “You told me this morning that human bodily fluids are the purest form of Magic Power. I felt uncomfortable holding it in, so I…”
He made a gesture with his fingers, and Lady Catherine immediately understood, clearing her throat and blushing with embarrassment.
When dinner was finally served, Roman picked up his chopsticks and knife.
“Good boy, aren’t you hungry tonight?”
Lady Catherine asked curiously when she saw Roman’s still clean plate halfway through the meal.
If she hadn’t helped him order some dishes, his dinner would have only been the mushroom soup in the bowl.
‘Your belt is quite tight, huh?’
Roman silently recalled Elise’s words as she helped dress him under his robes.
Even if the true meaning wasn’t quite as annoying as Roman thought, thinking back on it still made him uneasy…
But if he lost any more weight, wouldn’t the belt really loosen?
Roman’s thoughts began to spiral.
“Mother.”
Roman suddenly said.
“Yes, I’m here.”
“Do you think… I’ve gotten fatter?”
Lady Catherine almost lost her elegant dining posture at those words.
Cough, cough.
She patted her ample chest to swallow the food and then looked at Roman with great curiosity.
Small, delicate, soft, gentle, adorable…
She could use all kinds of adjectives, but none would ever include ‘fat.’
If Roman counted as fat, then with her fuller figure, what would that make her…?
Lady Catherine immediately reached out and touched Roman’s forehead.
“My dear, are you running a fever?”
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