After the bathing began, there was no particular trouble, and Mist’s dirt was washed off thoroughly.
After the bath, the servants put on the clothes prepared by Cruz to Mist, and Cyclo also put on the clothes prepared by the servants.
After taking a bath, Cyclo was very pleased with the comfort of the clothes, which he could tell were of high quality from the way they felt on his skin.
Mist, too, seemed to have relaxed somewhat, perhaps thanks to the clothes.
“Now, Mist. Next, we need to solve the problem of your physical condition.”
“Physical condition?”
“Yeah. Well, if all goes well, that is.”
With that, Cyclo activates the [Clock Storage].
He takes out an energy cube from inside the storage space.
“Master, what is this?”
“I named it ‘energy cube’. Simply put, it is a mass of life energy. Moreover, it is endorsed by the Elder Wraith.”
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“E-Elder Wraith?”
Wraiths are known as monsters.
The Elder Wraith, which is a higher level of it, were monsters that Mist could never imagine.
So, Mist thought Cyclo’s words were a joke.
“…… pfff!”
“Hmm?”
Cyclo did not understand why Mist laughed, but now was not the time to pursue that point.
The first step is to get Mist to ingest the energy cubes.
“Anyway, the energy cube is an amazing thing. It can even repel the Elder Wraith.”
“Yes, it is, Master.”
Mist smiles, thinking it is a joke.
I don’t know why, but if she’s smiling, I’m fine with it, and Cyclo ignored it.
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They are not engaging in the oddest parts of the conversation, but there is no problem in progressing, so the conversation continues smoothly.
“So, I want Mist to eat this energy cube.”
“…… eh?”
Here, Mist’s expression becomes tense.
“…… Master. I’m going to eat this?”
“Yeah. It’s an amazing thing, after all.”
“…… It doesn’t look like food, no matter how I look at it. Even so, Master?”
“Yeah. It’s an amazing thing, after all.”
Despair flashed through Mist’s mind.
She was told to eat a cube-shaped mysterious object that was not food in any way.
It was abuse. From Mist’s point of view, that is.
But here, Cyclo finally realizes that Mist is scared.
He doesn’t know why, but for now, he thinks it’s time to relieve her fears.
“Mist. It’s all right. Don’t worry.”
Cyclo says and hugs Mist.
Unlike when he hugged her in the slave dealer’s store, this time there is no strange smell. The scent was fresh and girlish, just like a girl after a bath.