This Damned World

When they reunited after a month apart, both Shien and Tier felt a faint surge of excitement.

After all, a month ago, they had only parted after becoming utterly entwined, wrapped up in each other.

So this kiss was passionate and intense.

If the location had not been so inappropriate, perhaps they would already have been discussing a business deal worth hundreds of millions.

Even so, they did not part until a long, long time later, by which point they were nearly out of breath from kissing.

Only then did Shien finally feel completely at ease.

"How are you?" Shien held his petite wife in his arms and looked at Tier, who was still catching her breath. "I heard you were seriously injured."

He was naturally referring to how Tier had infiltrated the Imperial Palace, fallen into House Laifirut's ambush, and had her abdomen pierced.

"It's nothing serious." Tier buried her head in Shien's chest and said quietly, "I was prepared to get hurt, so I brought plenty of Magic Potions for recovery."

As she spoke, Tier directly lifted her clothes and showed Shien her abdomen.

Shien took a look and found a bandage wrapped around it. It was faintly stained with blood, but it did not look too severe.

Presumably, the injury had recovered quite a bit under the effects of the Magic Potions.

But from another perspective, even after using Magic Potions, the wound had not fully healed. Tier's injury at the time must have been extremely serious.

Celestial Breathe.

Shien directly cast the highest-level healing magic on Tier, causing starlight to descend and envelop her.

Tier narrowed her eyes, seemingly finding it comfortable, yet she said nothing. She silently accepted Shien's treatment while continuing to hold him, her head buried in his chest without a word, as