A Peaceful Day

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The Morninglord sunlight streamed down.

Soren slowly awoke from his deep sleep. Perhaps he had been greatly satisfied the night before, or perhaps he hadn't had such a good rest in a long time. So he slept until almost noon before waking up. A faint fragrance still lingered in the air, and the smooth, delicate touch of the night before seemed to remain on his fingertips. However, Goria was no longer there, and even the mess left after the night's frenzy had been cleaned up.

This was nothing more than a simple task for a high-ranking Northern Witch!

Neatly folded on the bedside table was a brand-new set of clothes. It wasn't the Adventurer's attire Soren was used to, but rather a simpler, looser, and more comfortable style, somewhat reminiscent of the tastes of North nobles, whose clothing, North men's and women's, often featured a fitted waist. Soren stood up naked, stretched his limbs slightly, and then changed into the rather casual clothes. Only then did he realize that he had been living too rigidly in the past, to the point that, apart from Adventurer's attire (combat clothing), he had never prepared any clothes for himself to wear at home.

Yes.

All of Soren's clothes were designed for combat; he would never have considered clothes that restricted his legs before.

Basically, all the clothes he prepared resembled training clothes, allowing for wide-open movements of the arms and legs. However, in reality, people's everyday clothes are somewhat similar to what we wear now; a high Spinning Kick top would definitely risk turning his pants into open-crotch pants. If it were before, Soren probably wouldn't have worn such clothes, because he needed to be ready for battle at any time. But this was clearly prepared for him by Goria, so he put it on anyway, especially since this was Goria's Wizard Tower.

I heard noises coming from inside the room.

Immediately, heavy footsteps sounded, and a Clay Golem carrying a breakfast box entered, bowing slightly as it said, "Your Excellency! This is what my master prepared for you."

"She's in the Laboratory right now. Your master told you to go find her after you wake up."

Clay Golem consume relatively little energy.

These are low-level Golem that are always on standby in the Wizard Tower. They are basically running all day long, and these Golem are also responsible for cleaning and maintaining the Wizard Tower. Many of them have been infused with a high level of intelligence. After receiving Soren's nod of approval, the Clay Golem brought over the breakfast box like a servant and placed it steadily on the table. It weighs about 600 pounds and is much taller than an adult, making it suitable for doing a lot of heavy work.

Breakfast was simple.

Because this is Wizard Tower, the food also has a Wizard style, namely, Wizard mostly like to drink morning tea.

Tea bricks from the East are ground up and eventually made into something similar to milk tea.

Soren didn't particularly like the taste, but he wasn't exactly averse to it either. He just ate a few pieces of bacon, then a large piece of White Bread, and finally downed the milk tea.

When it comes to food, apart from Halfling, no other region or race can compare to the foodies of my great China.

Soren quickly headed towards the location of the Laboratory.

Goria seemed to have relinquished his authority within the Wizard Tower, as Soren was now able to issue simple commands to the Puppet Golem, such as leading the way or opening a room. In fact, powerful women in this world tend to be quite assertive. Soren had never expected their closer relationship to make her completely subservient. He was a man who rose from the Underdark, where the Drow, for their own gain, could turn a man who was just moments before deeply in love into a pile of minced meat in the blink Underdark an eye.

It's easy to imagine that a man who has spent time in the Underdark wouldn't be so naive about his thoughts on any woman.

Laboratory.

Goria already knew when Soren entered.

However, she didn't turn to look at him. Instead, she stared intently at a small piece of silvery-white metal in front of her. Goria wore a pair of distinctive black-rimmed Gold-rimmed Glasses, the Crystal lenses of which now gleamed faintly. Around her were numerous intricately arranged instrument parts and test tubes filled with some unknown liquid. She no longer possessed the alluring charm of the previous night, for she was now dressed in a heavy Wizard's robe covered with densely packed defensive Rune. In the event of any accident, the Spell on this Wizard's robe would collectively activate, protecting her from any unforeseen circumstances.

No Wizard's experiments are absolutely safe!

It can be said that Alchemy skills are gradually developed through explosions; if one is not careful to protect oneself from accidents, Wizard can easily die in his own experiments.

"You're awake?"

As Soren's footsteps drew near, Goria gently flicked her finger, using her ' Mage Hand ' to place the silver-white metal piece down. She then slowly removed her gold-rimmed black glasses, turned to Soren, and smiled gently, saying, "You slept like a child last night. When I got up, you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you."

Soren gazed at the incredibly beautiful woman before him. Even her thick Wizard's robes couldn't conceal her exquisitely shapely figure. He opened his arms and embraced Goria. She didn't Dodge at all, but instead nestled obediently into his embrace, snuggling like a kitten to find a more comfortable position.

A warm hug.

Soren could smell the fragrance of her hair, and his usually sharp gaze seemed much softer as he slowly said, "Hmm. You slept very soundly last night. But I didn't expect that even though you were completely defeated, you would recover so quickly today."

Upon hearing Goria's charming face. She lightly punched him, then looked up defiantly and said, "It's just that I'm not used to it the first time. Don't forget I'm a high-ranking Witch. A prepared Spellcaster can handle any situation with ease."

Soren, as if hinting at something, said, "Like the Grease?"

Goria blushed instantly, turned her back to him, as if something had been exposed.

Really!

A look of understanding crossed Soren's face.

No wonder it felt so smooth and slippery last night. He thought it was because Goria's Constitution was special and some of her flow was a bit heavy, but it turns out she secretly used some kind of special Grease.

Mages are truly omnipotent!

He opened his arms and wrapped them around Goria's slender waist from behind, leaning down to kiss her earlobe before holding her soft, delicate body tightly in his embrace. The two savored the intimacy, their ears and noses mingling. After a moment, Soren turned Goria around, gazing at her beautiful face, and leaned down to kiss her lips. Goria involuntarily closed her eyes, then wrapped her arms around Soren's neck. Compared to her awkwardness the night before, she had learned some tricks from Soren, and could occasionally retaliate in their passionate kisses.

Her breathing was a little rapid, and a blush appeared on her beautiful face.

"One more time?"

Soren was slightly out of breath, his hands already cupping her two full breasts, gently kneading them through her clothes.

Goria's delicate body trembled slightly as she gently shook her head, saying, "No. It still hurts a little!"

"Hmm."

"How about I drink a bottle of Healing Potion first?"

At first, she clearly wanted to refuse, but when she felt Soren's heat and firmness, she couldn't help but bite her lip and make a suggestion that made Soren laugh involuntarily.

Pfft.

Soren rarely laughed.

However, when Goria suggested drinking a Healing Potion first, he seemed to have been tickled by something funny. He suddenly lost all interest in continuing their activity and instead hugged her tightly and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

The two hugged and cuddled for a little while.

Then Soren was kicked out by a blushing, heart-pounding Goria, because his fingers were anything but well-behaved; in fact, none of the Rogue's hands were ever well-behaved.

Goria was to continue her experiments before they left for the Overseas Islands.

As a noble and powerful Northern Witch, she would never let carnal pleasures cloud her judgment. Although she enjoyed the pleasure and happiness that Soren brought her, it was merely an embellishment in her life. She had another very important task to complete as soon as possible, because Goria had a premonition that if she went to the Overseas Islands, she probably wouldn't have time to return anytime soon.

(P. S.: Writer's block. I've only managed this much after a whole day. I don't even know how it is. That's all for today.) (More fresh content from the novel <Lord of the Abyss> will be available on the official WeChat platform, along with a 100% chance to win a prize! Open WeChat now, tap the "+" sign in the upper right corner, select "Add Friends," Search the official account "<" and follow it. Hurry up!) (To be continued~^~)