In the tower master's lounge.
After a brief spell of panting and soft moans, Irene went limp and slumped down from in front of Saine.
The pleasure of their reunion after so long was a good medicine for easing the mind.
Though Saine had occasionally done it with Yuli over the years, being with Irene and Serena offered a distinctly different experience.
Every one of Saine's partners was independent and unique, and he valued each of them greatly.
"Were we too useless?" Irene asked, exhausted, as she sat in Saine's arms.
In terms of duration, this had indeed been Saine's shortest time in recent years.
But such matters could not be judged entirely by duration; what mattered most was the meeting of emotions and souls.
In any case, Saine had still been very happy.
If he wanted to pursue duration alone, the first person he should have sought out upon returning would have been Lunna.
Having already advanced to the realm of a Level-4 Knight, Lunna could now absolutely wrestle Saine head-on in bed.
"No, you two actually did very well." Saine stroked Irene's long hair.
Serena, on the other side, had fared even worse. She was still unconscious.
Saine did have degrees of closeness with his women.
Serena's importance and favor in Saine's eyes certainly surpassed Irene's, so Irene had endured the whipping for longer just now, to the point that she still had not recovered.
"I know our rate of growth is falling further and further behind yours."
"I heard you say before that you've already advanced to Level 5?"
"I'm afraid that if you merely released the normal elemental pressure around you now, Serena and I would be in mortal danger."
"You don't need to say things against your heart for our sake. We want to hear