After the day's training ended, the girls went to bathe together, then sat in a circle to divide up the spoils, listening to Ash recount last night's journey through hell while they ate dinner.
"Black Descent Hell flooded by the Gilded River, Illusion Hell where you can define the world yourself, Undead Ark, Eternal Night..." Diya listened with distant yearning. "I really want to go with you, Ash."
"I don't know why," Vesir said, "but Witch, even when you speak normally now, I feel like there's some unimaginable sexual Suggestion hidden in it."
Sonia's face darkened, while Vishy's expression turned subtle; clearly, both of them had had similar thoughts to Vesir. To be honest, Witch was not that bold. As long as she was restricted from using Witch Domain in bed, her performance would not be any more outrageous than the others'. At least Silver Lamp was far more ridiculous than her.
But Witch's strength lay in her extraordinary imagination, and that sweet, obedient tongue of hers that could describe it so vividly. Forget Sonia—even Vishy could barely withstand it, especially since Witch made them the protagonists when she described the stories. Put simply, Witch would imagine fanfiction about them. For instance, during a break last night, she had casually told a segment so explicit that everyone who was in the middle of creating original work felt like they were being driven to death. In the end, it was Silver Lamp who saved the glory of originality—she recreated the scene Witch had described.
"Silver Lamp, you have the nerve to talk about me!" Diya was extremely dissatisfied. "Last night, you were clearly the one who—"
"Then let's start dividing the spoils now!" Ash clapped his hands hard, ruining Felix's intention to watch the drama unfold. "First is the Knowledge Essence.