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Latis froze instantly, staring blankly at the half-elf whose face was slightly flushed. Suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation in his heart, as if a delicate flower bud was gently teasing it.
He opened his mouth, about to speak, when suddenly his palm felt heavy. He instinctively looked down and saw a large bouquet of delicate roses blooming brightly in the hands of the half-elf.
"This is the tenth generation offspring of the rose you gave me back then~"
Artemis, her eyes sparkling, held the bouquet of roses to her face, letting her already blushing cheeks appear even more radiant in the glow of the flowers, and said in a joyful voice:
"My first gift after marriage, my dear husband."
……
……
"That should be fine."
Under the bright moonlight, Latis and his companion stood beside the enormous dragon claw pit, watching the World Tree roots slowly emerge from the void, and nodded slightly.
After the soul power left by King Herod dissipated, the two of them successfully took over the imprint of the World Tree's roots. Now they can sense the location of the roots and demiplanes in space, and can also control them to overlap with the prime plane.
With such a controlled overlap, the demiplane will not automatically consume magic power, and there will be no huge magic power fluctuations that can be detected by others.
Simply put, if the demiplane is a balloon and the World Tree roots are the balloon's strings, then when the demiplane was drifting, it would overlap with the ground. In addition to being blown by the winds of spatial turbulence, it would also "puff" air to stay on the ground.
Now that Latis and the other two have taken control of the demiplane, they can simply hold onto the balloon strings and silently pull it to the ground or release it again.
Now, they can bring the entire demiplane back to Titania by moving the roots of the World Tree.
only……
"Why can't I seem to move it with my mind?"
Latis looked up at the World Tree roots that stretched out in all directions, trying to pull them with all his might with his consciousness. However, although the mark was indeed under his control, even when he strained his face, the roots could not be moved at all.
"Eh?"
Artemis blinked and tried to project her consciousness onto the roots. After closing her eyes and sensing for a long time, she twitched her brow, clenched her fist tightly, and released the life energy belonging to the elves within her body.
hum...
This time, the roots of the World Tree finally seemed to be drawn by some kind of gravity, and after a tremor, they slowly moved toward Ateliers.
"So that's how it is. It requires the power of an elf to attract it?"
Latis, sensing the magical fluctuations emanating from Arte, scratched his head and muttered, "Well, that sounds reasonable too."
"Well……"
Ateliers maintained her magical output, a hint of hesitation slowly appearing on her face. She took two steps forward, hugged the roots and tried to move them, then walked behind the roots and tried to push them a couple more steps. Finally, she adjusted her hem and looked at Latis, somewhat embarrassed, and said:
"My lord, the speed of this traction seems to be adjustable, but I don't seem to have that much strength... I've estimated that the maximum speed I can traction it at is only about five meters per second..."
"hiss……"
Latis scratched his head hard and fell into deep thought.
At this rate, it would probably take several weeks to get back to Titania from Qingjin Village. I definitely can't stay outside for that long, and it's also impossible for Ateliers to carry it all by herself.
As for the speed of the traction, it's understandable. After all, when Herod City was at its peak, it would have been easy to find thousands of elves to move it together. Herod King probably didn't even consider this issue.
Does this mean we should let the demiplane drift through space again and see if it can reach the city of Titania?
No, no, no. Not to mention that they might lose their way because they don't have a star-locating lamp, if a demiplane were to move through space, just controlling its direction in the spatial turbulence would probably consume enough magic to drain dozens of Latis.
Simply put, it's easy to move a balloon by pulling on its string on the ground, but it's very difficult to move it against the wind inside the balloon.
How to do it……
Latis leaned against the roots and sighed heavily.
Unfortunately, he lacked the power of an elf and could not...
and many more.
It seems like it's not impossible to possess the power of an elf, is it?
He looked up at Artemis, who was staring at him with her hands behind her back, and suddenly coughed.
"Eh?"
Artemis blinked, as if she sensed something from Latis's expression, and her expression froze, her heart suddenly racing.
……
……
"Um..."
The half-elf sat in a chair in the Palace of Blessed Virginity, looking at Latis across the table. He unconsciously clenched his slightly damp hands, nodded with feigned composure, and whispered:
"So that's how it is. The Holy Grail of Titan blood can grant the power of a lover after merging..."
Her earlobes trembled incessantly, and her once fair earlobes were now bright red. Despite this, she tried her best to remain calm, loosened her slightly sweaty collar, and whispered:
"Sure, it's fine anytime, as long as my husband likes it."
"I I I..."
Latis lowered his head, feeling as if his brain was about to boil.
Although he's experienced all sorts of lesbian parties and wildly different fantasies in the simulation, in reality he's just a cook! If the girls at home wanted, he could have done whatever he wanted long ago, but he still hasn't crossed that line because he's a very reliable and traditional Dong-guk man by nature. Rather than indulging in pleasure, he prefers to take on responsibilities towards the girls until everything happens naturally.
Is that time really coming?
He slightly raised his head, looked at the serious-looking half-elf, and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
To be honest, he knew he was definitely a pervert. After all, ever since he had physical contact with the half-elf, he had always had all sorts of reactions. But uncontrollable physical reactions and actually putting them into practice are two different things! At least he was sure he could control himself. It was just that they were too beautiful for him to pluck at will.
but……
As if sensing Latis's inner turmoil, Ateliers's lips curled up slightly. She thought for a moment, stood up, walked around the table to Latis's side, and patted his head.
"Eh?"
Latis was stunned for a moment as he felt the half-elf's touch.
"Hmm...I don't know if this is okay..."
Artemis placed her hands on Latis's shoulders, gently leaned back at the table, then awkwardly lifted her leg and mustered her courage to whisper:
"My lord, please help me take off my boots first."
"Ah good."
Latis snapped out of his reverie, gently inhaling the fragrance of the nearby grass and trees, then lowered his head and grasped Arte's slender, long, and firm calves.
It was early autumn, and the half-elf's stockings were thicker than before. However, because of this, the material of the stockings had been changed to silky and delicate velvet. Latis's hand simply grasped it, and in that breathtakingly slippery texture, it landed on the top of her boot.
He hurriedly untied the boot laces, gently pulled out the half-elf's tense little feet, and placed them on his lap. Then he did the same to the other boot.
Latis couldn't help but gently grasp the calf resting in front of him. The soft touch brought a slight tremor of tension, but under his caress, it seemed to gradually prepare and relax.
"My husband seems to have said that he likes to see people wearing socks..."
Artemis muttered something to herself, and after a moment of contemplation, as if she had made up her mind, she gently hugged her knees, hid her face behind them, and said in a muffled voice:
"Please, please help me take off my trousers... please..."
“Okay…” Latis took a breath immediately, and under the half-elf’s slightly evasive gaze, he bent down and reached out, slipping his hand under the hem of the hooded coat, to grasp her waist.
The drawstring trousers were soft and delicate, with a thin leather belt tucked beneath them. Latis knew it was the belt used to hold the garter belts of her stockings. After walking all day, the belt was damp with sweat, and when his rough fingertips brushed against it, the half-elf's slender waist twitched slightly as if tickled, then began to rise and fall gently with her breath.
Cage pants...
Latis seemed to suddenly come to his senses and couldn't help but swallow.
Below this lies a secret garden he has yet to set foot in.
"Go for it, my husband!"
Artemis's gentle and shy voice came from in front of him. Latis closed his eyes tightly, did some intense mental preparation, then took a deep breath, lowered his head and gently bit the half-elf's calf through her stockings. With a little effort, he lifted her waist and untied her white trousers.
The delicate garden flashed before his eyes, and the half-elf shyly hugged his legs to cover the mysterious scenery. Latis glanced at the slightly damp trousers, then sat back down in the chair as if exhausted, letting out a long sigh.
"My husband has done very well..."
Ateliers couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Latis's disheveled appearance. After a moment's thought, she slowly lowered her legs, placing them on either side of Latis's chair. She then supported herself on Latis's shoulders as she stood up, and, lifting the hem of her coat, slowly sat down on his lap.
“Oops, oops!”
Latis looked up at the half-elf's overly cute appearance, and suddenly his expression changed. His body became fiercely excited, and the bull, who had been on standby due to tension, suddenly stood up as if it had finally received a command.
He instinctively leaned back, and the chair beneath him, unable to bear the weight, crashed to the floor with a thud. In that critical moment, his body instantly adjusted its posture, using his powerful core strength to maintain his balance. However, Arte had already reacted with lightning speed, crying out in alarm:
"Plant Guardians!"
Vigorous vines rushed in from all directions in an instant, surrounding the two of them in a large grass cocoon within a second.
The refreshing scent of herbs and trees slowly spread out. Latis stared blankly for a moment at the half-elf who was frantically wrapping his arms around his neck, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"……Eh?"
The half-elf timidly raised her head, only to find that Latis had already steadied herself using her body. She instinctively used the vines to support Latis's back, then, looking at Latis's grinning face, she exclaimed, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed:
"What are you doing!"
"Okay~"
Latis finally relaxed, laughing as he ruffled the half-elf's hair, and in the exact same pose as during their first intimate encounter, he unfastened his robes.
Like the finest sand on a lakeshore, where a gentle touch is enough to draw you in irresistibly, nothing could be more captivating than this warm, hot spring-like experience.
Under Atelier's encouraging and expectant gaze, Latis gently grasped her side and slowly sank down amidst the bittersweet joy on her face.
The quiet demiplane was slightly disturbed by the two people's patient breathing. The demons, curious, transformed into various forms and watched from afar the giant flower bud slowly blooming inside the Palace of Blessing. They smiled at each other and began to sing joyfully.
As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.
Chapter 378 The Endless Affair with Arte
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Of course, he wasn't satisfied yet. He was not like the half-elf in the simulation when his physical power hadn't been activated. Now, he could do it twenty or thirty times over without any problem. But if he did that, even if the half-elf's body was full of life energy, he would probably lose almost half his life...
It's probably because the difference between now and in the simulation is too great; the physical strength is too strong, and the little elf, who is only a high-level mage, can't handle it.
She could probably manage one or two more times, but Latis still felt sorry for her. There's plenty of time in the future, and it doesn't have to be this difficult all the time.