After a little massage, Jiang Han's restorative magic gradually repaired her body.
It had to be said that witches were incredibly convenient in this regard. Even a wound that pierced straight through the body could slowly regenerate and heal so long as it had not damaged a vital area—even a Weak Witch could do it. Compared to landfolk, they were practically an entirely different species.
They would not lose their lives to a casual cut.
They would not be rendered unable to move by massive blood loss.
Even a relatively serious lower-back strain only required a brief rest to recover. They were a race that could even mend torn knee cruciate ligaments! Sea Siren witches like Kraken could regrow even severed tentacles in an instant!
"Feels so good. I feel lighter all over," Jiang Han sighed again. Affectionately lifting one of Kraken's tentacles, she rubbed her face against it, marveling inwardly without end.
These tentacles were a hundred times better than the ones that appeared in magical-girl manga!
Kraken and Du Lingxuan exchanged a knowing look and smiled meaningfully.
"I've already had the Sea Shepherds prepare the cloud-top hot spring airship, and all the ingredients have been sent aboard. Flame demon meat—today, that's our main course," Kraken said with easy composure. "There'll be matches worth watching too. And if there's a book you want to read, just tell me. I have waterproof editions."
Du Lingxuan clapped with a smile.
"...And your good liquor has to come out too. When friends come over, serving them meat but not drinks is rather hard to justify... though I suppose you don't have to. It just makes you seem a little stingy."
The blood of passive-aggressive sarcasm flowed through this woman. Even with friends, she never forgot to make a few snide remarks. Truly