Dimensional Descent

Leonel was shocked to the point of speechlessness. Did he really just hear what he thought he did?

"… You don't want to?"

Aina's soft voice shook Leonel to his core. She had never sounded so fragile to him before and a part of him thought that the only reason she managed to drum up the courage to say such a thing was because she was facing away from him.

"Yes, yes. I'll do it!" Leonel hurriedly replied.

Aina stood from Leonel's lap, still facing away from him. Most of her alluring back-view was obstructed by [Light Curtain] and her long hair. But, Leonel's imagination alone seemed to be capable of spinning him away into a land of fantasy.

Aina slowly waded into the deeper waters until her waist was submerged. Her body shifted slightly and Leonel's eyes almost popped out of their sockets when she bent over and stood again with a black fabric in her hand.

'… That's definitely… That's definitely her underwear…'

Leonel looked toward the ceiling and gulped.

"… Are you coming?"

Aina's voice sounded even weaker than before. If Leonel didn't know better, he would think that she was still wounded.

Shaking his head, Leonel also stood from his seated position. He had already taken off his upper garments, revealing a toned torso, even more toned than he seemed to remember, in fact. So, all he had to do now was take off his pants.

Leonel looked down toward a certain region.

'Behave.' He said sternly.

to the side,

into a ponytail and sweeping it

ability of the Cleansing Waters, soap was completely unnecessary. But, Leonel still brought out a few herbs he had

herbs, however that didn't

"Which scent do you like more? This one?

when she realized how close Leonel was. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, it was the sort of

a while, she finally

stretched around her and raised two different budding flowers to her

together to form its figure. It had a slight

glance. It only had three petals, but each was as large as

Aina somewhat of lavender, but also of freshly

Aina said softly, pointing to the

Leonel nodded. "Watch this."

not all were tailored toward battle. In fact, the vast majority weren't. They rather existed almost as

Apprentice Arts Leonel learned built the foundation for

do. There were many that existed not for the

natural fragrances one found in the wild into a liquid, soapy form. It was a favorite

because Camelot hadn't exactly invented soap. So, they found other

Waters spiraled up from the pool around the two, circling around the yellow flower and grinding it into a paste. That paste soon dissolved into the water and formed a thick white liquid with

formed over a liter of

allowed the blob of thick liquid to hover in the air before dabbing it the towel. Steeling his

Aina suddenly

Leonel paused, his heart filled with

next words almost made his vision