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.

tossed his pants to the side, slowly walking

Aina sensed that he was close, she shuddered slightly, but she still grabbed at her long hair, pulling it into a ponytail

at the edge of the pool. With the ability of the Cleansing Waters, soap was completely unnecessary. But, Leonel still brought out a few herbs he had found in the underground

for these herbs, however that didn't mean that they didn't have special

smiled. "Which scent do you like more? This one? Or,

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

a while, she finally paid

stretched around her and raised

together to form its figure. It had a

so pale that it almost seemed white at first glance. It only had three petals, but each was as large as Aina's palm and flopped about like drooping dog ears. Though Aina's hands weren't particularly big to begin with, such a size on a flower was

Aina somewhat of lavender, but also of freshly made apple juice. It was hard to pinpoint its exact scent, but it left her feeling

Aina said softly,

Leonel nodded. "Watch this."

from Camelot numbered in the hundreds to even thousands. Among them, not all were tailored toward battle. In fact, the vast majority weren't. They rather existed almost as

the 'useless' Light Elemental Apprentice Arts Leonel learned built the foundation

that didn't mean that this was all the 'useless' Arts could do. There were many that existed not for the sake

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

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

around the yellow flower and grinding it into a paste. That paste soon dissolved into the water and formed a thick white liquid with a

a single flower formed over a liter of this

hover in the air before dabbing it

Aina suddenly spoke

paused, his heart filled with half

almost made his vision