Fantasial Apocalypse Chapter 231: [ Passionate time in the Bathroom ]

PC – Chatroom num.3

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[ Rose ]: Husband, are you really alright? Nothing’s wrong with the Curse, right?

[ Wolf ]: I’m fine, just hit so side effects but all in all, still sane… no worries~

[ Rose ]: Then, that’s good. If you need anything just imdiately tell , okay?

[ Wolf ]: I will, thank you, love.

[ Rose ]: Anything for you, husband… ah right, the court summoned you….

[ Rose ]: For your official enthronent, the Court wanted to see you and be acknowledged. I managed to extend the deadline since you’re probably busy but imdiately tell if you’re going so that I can pick you up, okay?

[ Wolf ]: I will, I promise. Though, I still have sowhere to go so I probably delay my arrival.

[ Rose ]: Okay, as long as you’re fine with it… I miss you.

[ Wolf ]: I miss you too, love. I really miss you.

[ Wolf ]: I want to see you know, I want to touch you now…

[ Rose ]: I’m the sa, Husband, I am…

[ Rose ]: On the second thought, if you really want to, I can go where you are.

[ Wolf ]: Really?!

[ Wolf ]: Right now! I will be waiting!

[ Rose ]: So sudden, hehe, then I will. You still have the Dragon Bug, right? It will sense where I am, so send it. With that, I will be able to follow you.

[ Wolf ]: Consider it done!

[ Rose ]: Then, see you later. I’ll finish everything here so I can go to you, bye.

[ Wolf ]: Hm, goodbye, I love you.

[ Rose ]: I love you too husband, I really, really do…

While chatting with Alkrasha through his new Vit Com. Allen was currently taking a bath. And with him was Laura, bathing him on behalf of him like so sort of a King or an Emperor from ancient tis.

Although only one servant; since only Laura was with him, servicing him. For Allen, she was already enough.

As he was feeling Laura’s small and smooth hands all over his body, Allen summoned his Summoning Grimoire.

In an instant, a bronze book with golden edges appeared, floating in front of Allen. Since he had beco a Lv3 Master Summoner, the originally ancient and tattered book had now beco sowhat new with shiny decorations. It finally started to give off a holy and sacred aura.

Seeing the Summoning Grimoire, Laura couldn’t help but stop her movents to marvel the book.

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It was extrely amazing.

Feeling her stopped all of a sudden, Allen turned at her and smiled faintly. He encircled his hand on her waist and placed her between his legs, her back facing him. Laura was startled at first but imdiately lowered her head in embarrassnt.

“Did you want to beco a Superhuman?” Allen approached his lips near Laura’s ear and asked softly.

“Eh?” Laura was startled.

At this mont, the pages from the Summoning Grimoire flip itself and after a few monts, a portrait of a Golden Bug appeared. Allen runs his finger at the picture and said, “Denden, co out for a mont,”

The portrait lit up in a golden color and the image of the Golden Dragon Bug seems to have gone alive and started moving. In a blink of an eye, a real, live Golden Dragon appeared from the top of the page and fly in front of Allen.

“Go and pick up Alkrasha for ,” he said in a gentle voice.

The Golden Dragon Bug imdiately turns around and flew away.

Watching the little guy leave, Laura looked at it longingly.

Just like other people, she also wanted to beco one, you know, a superhuman with cool and powerful powers. She wanted to beco like that because, in this world, they are considered to be elite of elites.

At this mont, this is not the era of high technology anymore but can now be called; the Great Age of Superhumans.

An Era where only Strength is absolute!

She also dreamt of having one of those; Adventures, Wealth, Power, anything within reach. Of course, it was dangerous, but with this, she had a value in the society. It might be too much to say this but in this kind of world, being powerless is the heaviest sin you have.

You are nothing but trash in the society if you are weak. Those who have power either ignored you and treat you as if you didn’t exist, see you as nothing but a tool or just bully you for being inferior.

Wealth and Power is the basis of human standing.

What worst is that, if you are a woman aside from being weak, you are basically a tool to vent the Strong’s lust.

As of now, so were still being held by the residual of the societal law that had created morals over a man’s entire life; however, most had already broken free from its clutches.

As they said, when the society broke, the law will follow as well.

A new policy was created through unspoken rules; The Will of the Strong!

That is the sad truth about the world the mont the Apocalypse happened.

Human Laws are like cages, but when it was broken, beasts within us started to break free.

And so, Laura turned her head and stared at Allen, shyly nodding in affirmation.

“Really? I won’t understand it if you don’t say it clearly,” Allen grins anly.

“Y, Young Master, I, I also want to beco one, a Superhuman like the Young Master!” She said, albeit stamring but a strong determination could be seen from her expression. “To, to protect the young master, I want to beco strong!”

A strong will to get ahold of their own fate into their own hands– Allen always likes to see that.

Allen smiled faintly and brushed back strands of hair that had fallen on her face, sliding them at the back of her ear. With this intimate gesture, Laura’s face started to beco flushed but happiness can be seen at the corner of her eyes.

It was too late for the little girl. She harbored hidden affection for her master – in which with just one small touch and she won’t be able to sleep for a whole night.

“Then you better clean my body properly,” Allen said with an enigmatic smile.

“Y, Yes!” Laura fought back the urge to smile and was going to stand up when, Allen grabbed her waist, preventing her from standing. “Young Master?” She asked confused but Allen lifted her up, turned her around and made her face him while sitting on his lap with her legs spread open.

“I prefer if you do it like this,” Allen flashed a devilish smile.

Laura bit her lower lip and nodded, reaching her hand and scrubbed Allen’s robust chest, arms, and shoulders. When she went to scrub his back, she couldn’t help but feel as if she was embracing Allen as she leaned on him, her hands around his shoulders, making her feel a bit hot.

Allen’s body was completely different from those she had seen and touched before.

He was extrely sturdy and although slim and slender, completely unlike those from WWF fighters seen on TV or those action movies stars in Hollywood like Jean-Claude Van Dam, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Rambo Stallone and many more, Allen’s every fibers of his muscles seed to have hidden so kind of powerful strength that if unleashed could easily punch through a steel wall but for so reason, still remained their slender and smooth figure.

This kind of body and muscle, every girl would certainly shriek in awe and adoration.

There was no excess fat – muscles like steel, completely unblemished without any kind of scar.

Despite the strangeness of the color of his skin, Allen possesses a wonderful skin defeating a woman’s by a far margin; smooth, silky and soft.

Truly a skin that can make a woman envy!

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