"Haa.... this isn't good—she's still freezing over," Leonhart muttered before slipping his hands underneath Sylvie's shoulders and legs and lifting her in the princess carry. Worried she might be in danger, he couldn't leave her like this.
The mont he did, his seed dripped from her crotch, creating a trail as he headed to the enormous bathroom that Zafira had made with a Roman-style bath.
The low-walled, deep bath filled with searing hot water.
'It's amazing...'
Special mana stones she purchased would permanently keep the water hot and clean, filtering any dirt, skin or things that weren't water.
He found the entire thing to be quite beautiful, with several seated showers and a place to sit in a steaming tub of sorts. He wondered how Zafira managed it—but then realised that she was originally a princess from the Demon Empire. The expensive taste and style were obviously sothing she knew well.
"Just a minute, Sylvie..."
"Nn... it feels good in your arms."
Leonhardt's lips curled into a smile because it was rare for Sylvie to speak so much.
Her words were normally curt and short, but also, her voice beca a little deeper and more sensual, not the sa as Asuka and Zafira—it was more like a gentle bell ringing in his ears.
However, the mont Sylvie's fingertips touched the water, it started to steam as she slipped into the water. It exploded, creating a huge burst of mist, and inside the fog, two hands extended and pulled Leonhardt into the bath with her.
A loud splash echoed as Leonhardt slipped into the bath, landing in Sylvie's arms...
"Huh? The water is quite warm."
"Nn.... it's you that's hot, making the bath feel good."
The water wasn't cold for Leonhardt because of his extrely hot burning aura. Sylvie's body shimred with an icy layer, with her light blue skin and long, pretty and elegant eyelashes that were snow-white, along with her huge, ice-blue eyes,
"Does it feel nice to you, Sylvie?"
"?"
Her head leaned to the side while Leonhardt grabbed a sponge from the side, sothing expensive like the rest of the things in his bathroom and bedroom.
'Zafira need a raise...'
The foul scent that all humans and non-monster females carried vanished completely from Sylvie. Her scent was like peppermint and blueberries, and the icy touch of her skin made him think of sothing in his mories called "Ice cream" which seed to be a delicious dessert.
Sylvie leaned back against his chest, a low sizzle echoing.
"I really like bathing with you—it makes feel so calm, and the water isn't cold."
Sylvie's increased vocabulary made Leonhardt smile, his hands lathering the sponge with a special body bathing butter.
"My abdon is full of your heat, too."
Leon listened to her speaking with a smile, his hand wringing out the sponge before lathering it across her shoulders.
Her body shuddered the mont the sponge touched her back, brushed along her neck, and leaked down her chest. She enjoyed the feeling of Leon's touch, a cool and relaxing temperature.
"I love bathing with you too... It's the perfect mixture of hot and cold."
[Idiot... if any other male were sitting there he'd suffer chilblains or frostbite in his cock!]
'Eh, really?!'
[Yes!]
She explained how a simple touch from Sylvie beca so dangerous that it would freeze anyone she didn't want.
[Sylvie beca the most chaste woman in the entire world from the mont she accepted that orb.]
"It looks like you cannot live without anymore, Sylvie... is that true?"
[But you need to be aware of sothing...]
"Nn... I couldn't imagine a mont without you."
[....]
'What?'
Ifrit's voice sounded strange as she sighed in his mind, but while brushing along Sylvie's breasts, his mind went straight to her transformation that changed her into an elegant woman.
[The Yuki Onna usually only falls for a single man in their lifeti—when he dies, they will follow them. Or use their magic to transform their lover's corpses into an ice elental monster that cannot die in cold weather.]
Leonhardt's eyes twitched as he looked down at the beauty leaning on his chest.
'Seriously?'
[Seriously!]
A sense of danger tickled the back of his mind, but he didn't want to ruin anything, and did it really matter as long as he didn't die?
Or, rather, he could just dominate Sylvie, who seed to have masochistic tendencies.
"I'm glad, but to think you would beco such an elegant beauty... what if others try to take you? I might have to kill them all."
"Hehe..."
Sylvie's laughter echoed like a bell chid while she turned, her breasts pressing against his chest as she leaned close, pushing her lips against his neck. Leon felt the ice-cold breath from her mouth tickling him, causing his skin to shudder with a slight tinge of pain.
However, in the next mont, it was gone because his natural heat counteracted her frigid temperatures.
"I also feel amazing It's as if your heat is constantly spreading into ..."
She explained the feeling as his warm hands squeezed the warm soapy water over her body, an extre sense of comfort washed over her body with the boiling water slowly cooling until it beca ice and dropped into the bath.
"I like how it makes feel... the hot water to a cold ice bath." Sylvie's eyes fluttered open as she spoke softly. "I like your touch too—it's calming in this bath and feels nice."
"Then enjoy it, you can bathe with whenever you want to."
"Hehe, It seems that I can return to my previous form well... an elven form with this changed face."
"Why return?" Leon asked, confused.
Sylvie then looked at Leonhardt with her huge eyes opened wide.
"You wanted us to run the rcenary group... I can't do that in this form, there would be too much difficulty right?"
Leon tilted his head in confusion before he laughed and kissed her on the forehead.
Her skin was so cool to the touch, but it was perfect for soone like him.
"There wasn't any need to think so deeply, you should just relax and enjoy the changes... don't worry that pretty little head."
"Nm..."
With a splash, he finished washing her body, asking if anything felt sore, painful or strange... but thankfully, nothing seed to have gone wrong, and now.
Thanks to the transformation, her mana pathways were at least five tis wider than in the past. A thing she always desired and dreamt about.
"But if you are in public, won't your cold body be dangerous?"
"Well... watch."
Suddenly, her skin turned pale pink and returned to her previous colour as she tapped Leon's cheek with a smile. "See? It's warm." Her body returned to her Yuki Onna form, kissing his cheek with her light blue lips that felt like a winter's chill.
"I can manage it in that form, as it seals a portion of my power to use it."
Leonhardt was about to respond when he heard an urgent buzz in his mind from Zafira, and her voice sounded quite hoarse as if she'd been shouting.
[◊Master, I know you've been busy... but I need you to co to the throne room! ◊]
'What's the fuss about, Zafira?'
He answered in a light tone before she replied.
[◊ It's Gobbolas... he has an urgent communication! ◊]
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