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.

pants to the side,

at her long hair, pulling it into a ponytail and sweeping it to her front. The action should have completely exposed her back to Leonel,

Cleansing Waters, soap was completely

for these herbs, however that didn't

you like more? This

on

a while, she finally paid attention to

and raised two different budding flowers

to form its figure. It had a slight spicy scent that tickled the nose almost like a carbonated drink. It reminded Aina of

as Aina's palm and flopped about like drooping dog ears. Though Aina's hands weren't particularly

also of freshly made apple juice. It was

one." Aina said softly, pointing to the yellow

Leonel nodded. "Watch this."

even thousands. Among them, not all were tailored toward battle. In fact, the vast majority weren't. They

of the 'useless' Light Elemental Apprentice Arts Leonel learned built the foundation for far more

was all the 'useless' Arts could do. There were

fragrances one found in the wild into a

Camelot hadn't exactly invented

from the pool around the two, circling around the yellow flower and grinding it into a paste. That paste soon

formed over a liter

thick liquid to hover in the air before

Aina suddenly

filled with half relief

almost made his vision go