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Chapter 511 Aiwass’ bottled soul

Night falls.

Aiwass was wearing a pure white bathrobe, holding a glass bottle in one hand and a newly opened wine bottle in the other, and walked slowly to the bathtub.

He put the glass bottle on the shelf next to him. Then he poured the ruby-like wine into a wine glass filled with ice cubes and handed it to Isabel in the bathtub.

Isabel shyly raised her knees and covered her chest with her right hand. Her slender white hand took over the wine glass.

"Now that things have happened, what can we do to stop it?"

Aiwass laughed teasingly and poured himself a glass.

He pulled up a chair and sat next to the bathtub.

"……eventful."

Isabel whispered, slightly raised her upper body from the bathtub, and gently clinked glasses with Aiwass.

The wine glass made a crisp sound of glass collision. The crystal-clear ruby-like wine swayed in the glass. When it was tilted, some of it spilled on Isabel's collarbone and chest, and Aiwass reached out to wipe it away.

"Woo..."

Perhaps due to soaking in hot water, Isabel's cheeks were flushed at the moment. She did not take Aiwass' hand away, but pressed it with her elbow and covered the back of Aiwass' hand with her own hand.

"...There are still people outside."

She whispered and retreated under the water.

Although Aiwass closed the door quickly when he carried her in, the Queen's Guards sent by the Pope failed to follow directly into the room.

But because of their duties, they couldn't step aside. They could only surround Isabel's bedroom.

Aiwass raised his eyebrows and did not retract his hand, but slowly stroked it gently: "You also know that there are people outside... Then you were still shouting so loudly before?"

To be honest, Aiwass was shocked. Considering that there was 100% chance that someone was listening, he was the first to become shy.

But I gradually got used to it - or simply ignored it.

When Aiwass mentioned this matter, Isabel became angry and said, "I'm going to bite you!"

Her body shrank down, and she bit Aiwass' palm gently like a kitten. She could also smell the faint fragrance of wine and the smell of rose petals in the bathtub - that

It's the smell soaked in Isabel's body.

Isabel grinded her teeth, but did not bite Aiwass's skin.

She opened her mouth, her face flushed, but she said seriously: "I just feel... very happy. So I want to show off."

"What are you showing off for?"

Aiwass asked with a smile.

"Show off that I...have you."

Isabel whispered. Her eyes sparkled.

For Isabel, who always suppresses her emotions, she would choose "acting" as her first field of specialization, which actually hints at her subconscious desire for expression.

"So it was intentional?"

Aiwass pretended not to hear and just whispered in Isabel's ear.

Isabel was so embarrassed that she slapped Aiwass's arm repeatedly, but she didn't even get a red mark.

Aiwass pulled back his arm with a smile and drank the wine in one gulp.

It was also at this time that Aiwass finally realized why in school...the seniors of the Fourth Division were so popular.

At this time, the techniques of sacrificial fire and lighting become so useful - the sacred techniques of self-recovery and helping others recover, it can be said that it helps others and ourselves.

They put aside all their worries and had fun all afternoon, and now the two of them were still in high spirits, bathing and drinking here. If they weren't a little hungry, there would be no problem if they continued until the middle of the night.

"This is……"

When the wine entered his mouth, the strange cold fragrance and the tingling swelling feeling made Aiwass a little surprised: "'Holy Tree No. 1'?"

"Um."

Isabel hummed softly and whispered: "I just discovered not long ago that my grandmother hid such a good bottle of wine... Before I came out of the promotion ceremony, I was curious about what it tasted like."

As she said that, she looked at Aiwass with some resentment: "I originally planned to commemorate this evening..."

"It doesn't conflict...it can also be used as a commemoration."

Aiwass chuckled and hung the bathrobe on the shelf nearby. He stepped into the bathtub and arranged layers of rose petals.

As Aiwass entered, the water surface suddenly rose. The instantaneous increase in buoyancy made Isabel subconsciously grab the edge of the bathtub, and her whole body floated slightly. Aiwass just gently lifted up and took advantage of the water.

The buoyancy lifted Isabel up. He lay at the bottom of the bathtub like a cushion, and pulled Isabel over and held her in his arms.

"Wait, I'm hungry... I'd better eat first..."

Isabel realized something and her cheeks turned red.

I feel like if I continue, the dinner I promised will be ruined again.

So she struggled to get up, but was gently pushed back by Aiwass.

"It's okay, I just want to hold you like this."

Aiwass comforted her softly, and Isabel slowly lay back down.

She slowly lay down on Aiwass's flexible and solid muscles. She subconsciously curled up her body and felt a quiet sense of security.

When Isabel turned her head, she realized that she did not need to lie on the cold jade pillow on the edge of the bathtub, but was lying on Aiwass's chest.

She closed her eyes slightly and felt as if the whole world had become quiet.

And Aiwass gently stroked her hair, lifting the hair strands one by one, letting the soft hair flow along the fingers, and concentrated on breathing in the fragrance of Isabel's hair.

——In fact, it was not just Isabel who felt relieved.

Aiwass's heart has never been as calm as it is now.

As if there is nothing to think about, as if there is nothing to think about, as if there is nothing to worry about.

Aiwass hugged Isabel like this for a while. When Isabel's breathing gradually became calm and long, and it seemed that she was about to fall asleep, he helped Isabel sit up and woke her up directly.

"Don't fall asleep."

Aiwass said, picking up a towel and helping Isabel wipe her body carefully - this was what the original maid, now the queen's guard, had to do. Being wiped by Aiwass made Isabel wake up instantly.

"...You are really shy easily."

Aiwass complained, wiped himself and put on a bathrobe. With white heat steaming from his body, he walked to the shelf and picked up the glass bottle filled with golden liquid.

——Like the sun in a bottle, but not dazzling. In the slightly dim bedroom where the lights are not fully turned on, it shines like a night light.

In fact, Isabel had noticed it before. But Aiwass never mentioned it, so she didn't have time to say it.

"What's this?"

she asked curiously.

"What I said before," Aiwass said with a chuckle, holding up the crystal bottle that looked like a perfume bottle, "is the wine brewed by my soul.

"When I am gone, if you feel pain, fatigue, or are sick, and no one can take care of you... just open it and smell it. You will wake up and get better immediately.

"If you suffer an incurable injury, drink it all. It can effectively extend your life."

This is just a small bottle with only the thickness of a thumb, using a small amount of "Holy Tree No. 1" as a carrier, and injecting a full third of Aiwass's soul.

After dividing his soul this time, I'm afraid it will take at least a month or two for Aiwass to completely recover.

Isabel blushed: "So isn't that a metaphor..."

She thought...it was some kind of poetic expression.

"……Um?"

Aiwass was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

He hugged Isabel gently and whispered: "Then let me give you some trial clothes first.

"This is...my soul."

He lowered his head and kissed Her Majesty the Queen of Avalon. As he breathed, a small amount of golden intoxicating smoke was emitted, which was inhaled by Isabel.

It was a feeling of being soothed and healed. Isabel's keen intuition could even clearly feel that her soul was being purified and becoming stronger.

——It is not only a medicine, but also a very valuable tonic.

If you drink all this bottle...even if you are fatally injured during the advancement ceremony, you won't die after you come out.

Isabel thought to herself.

(End of chapter)


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