Chapter 52: Descending from the Heavens

"Miss, care for a drink when you're free?"

As the seasons of spring and summer transitioned in Dehumi, the cold air had yet to depart. Guests passing by the inn still wore thick, long coats, and the hems of their overcoats swayed in the wind. The small pebbles kicked up by the northern wind struck against the wooden houses, making a rustling sound.

Xikor patted her drowsy lips, half-opening her slender eyes to look at the young man who was making conversation. Her lazy voice carried a hint of teasing. "Excuse me, sir, are you not intoxicated?"

"Huh?" The young man paused, unsure how to respond to such a peculiar question.

"If you're not intoxicated, we have plenty of options here, from Northern Firewater to Komir's Brew, and even the Deepwater Dry Red. I believe there are many varieties that can intoxicate you." Xikor fetched a few small jars from the shelf below her and her tone slightly hardened, as if a sleeping cat suddenly dilated its pupils, hinting at a hidden danger. "I'm only responsible for selling alcohol."

The young man looked at Xikor speechlessly for a moment, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and returned to his original position with a somewhat crestfallen expression, eliciting laughter from those around him.

"Well done, darling," a mature and beautiful woman at the bar counter smiled as she hugged the girl from behind. Xikor exclaimed in surprise as she turned around, her face blushing pink.

"Learn to stay calm, you know? Stay calm!" Vika drew two circles on Xikor's chest with her finger and whispered in the blushing girl's ear with a flirtatious tone, "You did well just now, rejecting him cleanly."

"Very well." Xikor nudged Vika gently, surprised by the warmth of the soft embrace. Seeing Vika emerge wearing nothing but a thin nightgown, the eyes of the surrounding drinkers widened, and Xikor, feeling a bit embarrassed, lowered her head. "Vika... aren't you feeling cold?"

"Mm... If I need warmth, I can easily find a hearth." Vika hugged Xikor tightly, laughing even more joyfully.

"Stop it, Vika." Xikor pursed her lips and struggled a bit. "Quickly go back and change your clothes."

"No." Vika wore a playful expression, swaying her body from side to side. "Let me hold you."

Xikor rolled her eyes helplessly but ultimately chose to ignore it. She had been staying in Vika's tavern for quite some time and found the landlady overly affectionate, sometimes resembling a child. Yet, she didn't mind this feeling.

Turning around, she picked up the empty bottles from the counter and placed them below. A wave of warmth emanated from behind her, stirring a feeling of coziness within her.

How nice would it be if they were all here?

In Xikor's mind, the images of two men, one big and one small, appeared. Both had slender figures, silent and reticent.

She felt a slight distraction creeping in.

At that moment, the landlady's light laughter sounded in her ears again. "Look over there, you've made another poor child sad."

Following the landlady's gaze, Xikor looked at several young men who occasionally cast admiring glances her way. She smirked. "Just a bunch of idle drinkers and womanizers."

"Oh!" Vika pinched the girl's cheek lightly. "Has your sharp tongue ever been displayed in front of Sean?"

"He..." Xikor turned her head to escape the landlady's grasp. Her cheeks, red from being pinched, couldn't reveal whether she felt more embarrassed or shy. She recalled the scene when she first met the young man. "He wouldn't like such a girl."

"It's exhausting to always live in pretense!" Vika squinted, her eyes smiling. In a place where Xikor couldn't see, there seemed to be a hint of melancholy on her cheek, but it vanished in an instant. "How would you know? Perhaps Penny doesn't like the facade, but the real you?"

"I..." Xikor paused, only to hear Vika continue, "Actually, for lovers, character isn't the most important. It's about mutual attraction, and there are other important things."

"Other... things?" The girl was a bit confused.

"Look where those boys' gazes fall upon us." Vika glanced at the group of infatuated young men. Xikor's gaze followed theirs, moving to their chests, waists, thighs... Then she remembered the sight of certain men and women at the gatherings of the Ignorant Ones Church, drugged and unable to control themselves. Her complexion gradually shifted from crimson to pallor. "Disgraceful!"

"Why call it disgraceful? Xikor... mutual attraction between the sexes, isn't it initially based on physical allure?" Vika chuckled and pinched Xikor's nose. "Desire precedes love."

"But..." Xikor's cheeks flushed once more.

"I understand. Eastern women are often conservative, and the influence of the Moorland pantheon is profound." Vika sighed, reflecting on the era after the fall of the Eastern Imaskar in the far east, which belonged mainly to deities like Enther and Moorland. The Moorland pantheon, in particular, held strict attitudes towards sexuality, especially biased against women. Hence, the concept of femininity in East Farren is much more conservative compared to West Farren. In the chaotic region of Dragon Bay, like Westgate, sexual attitudes are evidently more open. "Although love transcends mere physical intimacy, neglecting this aspect can cast even the most perfect love under a shadow..."

"This..." The girl's gaze was confused, clearly disturbed by Vika's theories.

"Have your family not taught you these things?" Vika looked at the girl's expression, suddenly struck by a mischievous idea.

"I..." Xikor's expression immediately turned melancholic. Vika abruptly realized her mistake and clicked her lips. "Sorry, sorry."

"Oh, it's okay." Xikor shook her hand and forced a smile.

"Let's go, we should take a bath." Vika smiled and led Xikor away from the counter.

"Huh?" The girl hesitated for a moment. "But we need to leave someone to watch the counter..."

"Forget about that. Ogen will take care of it." Vika glanced at the middle-aged man behind the counter, who wore an expression of resignation mixed with worry, then tightened her grip on Xikor and headed towards the bathroom.

"But are you going to bathe with me?" Xikor looked up, her eyes filled with puzzlement.

"Of course, you need someone to make up for the homework you lost." After Wika said that, she kissed the lips of the little girl who felt bad after hearing her words and started to struggle. Xikel was confused and dizzy. When she regained consciousness again, her naked body was already soaked in the warm water bath. Wika gently touched her shoulders and arms from behind. Her face was red and her heart was beating fast. She turned around and saw the boss's wife staring at her with focused eyes. On the chest, he was greatly embarrassed: "Wika, what are you looking at?" Xikel lowered his head and saw the boss's wife's equally towering breasts, and his heart vibrated rapidly again, and strange thoughts came to him one after another.

Wika's body is so beautiful, and it feels so comfortable to be held...

"Xikol is very beautiful." Wika's slender fingers swiped across the fresh pink color, and gently kneaded it twice. An expression of admiration appeared on her face: "It would be better if she grew older."

The feeling of electric shock spread from that point to the surrounding skin, and then to the nerves entering the brain. The unprecedented stimulation made the girl's skin turn an ambiguous light pink as if it had been slowly cooked on a low fire. Her eyes gradually became blurred, and her lips twitched slightly. Opening up, there was a soft whisper in the breath.

Wika seemed to have entered the state, and once again took Shikol's red lips into her mouth, the scale of her hand movements also began to cross the line, until both parties were panting in the bathtub.

"Sister...have you done this...thing before?" Sicol took a few breaths and lay softly in Wika's arms, but the expression on his face was more of curiosity.

"Uh..." Wika's expression instantly became awkward.

"Then Penny will also..." At this point, Sickle's breathing became a little rapid again.

"Silly boy." Wika smiled and touched Sicol's forehead: "As long as you are not a believer who keeps chastity for the gods, you will have to face this kind of thing sooner or later."

Xi Keer's little heart beat twice more, remembering the feeling just now, he was a little distracted: he has been out for nearly two months, when will he come back.

"Are you worried about him?" The landlady's mind was very sharp.

"Yes." The girl nodded.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come back...be careful!" The landlady had just finished speaking when a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the ceiling. In the light, something seemed to fall from the sky, and landed in the bathtub with a "plop". Splashing water all over the ground.

"Xikol, Wika, long time no see." The mage experienced a long journey through the planes. When he opened his eyes, he saw two familiar faces that were about to scream but were frozen in shock. He scanned the surrounding environment a little, His brain nerves immediately short-circuited, and his reflex system subconsciously said hello.