The next day, early in the morning.
Dim sunlight streamed into the disheveled room, Luo En extricated himself from the limbs entwined around him like the tentacles of an octopus, looking at the undried tear stains on Celebrian's face and the swathes of bruises on her body, he couldn't help but drop a Healing Magic, cautiously covering her exposed corners.
Ever since he arrived in the Nordic region, he had consciously avoided developing too intimate relationships with the Goddesses here, to spare himself the heartache when the time came to act against the Nordic God Era.
Therefore, the desire that had been vented this time had been pent up for many years.
Although he tried hard to control his emotions and body, it wasn't something Celebrian's petite frame could easily withstand.
That she had managed to hold on until he finished venting before fainting was indeed tough on the young girl.
