The wind was howling outside, and inside... it was cold as ice.
Ask looked at the layer of soil above his head with boredom. Although he was awake now, his body was still extremely fragile.
Especially when there are large areas of skin burns, an ordinary person would have been infected and died long ago.
With the powerful physical ability of Lv.5, burns become the least serious disease. All you need to do is stay still and wait for the long process of self-healing.
The feeling of self-healing is not pleasant. All the burned skin areas feel numb and tingling, as if there are millions of tiny bugs crawling around under the skin.
However, Ask was a man of strong character, so he didn't complain or scream.
Medea leaned closer.
"I'm a little cold." Seeing Ask's eyes looking at her, she explained with a smile.
"You can make a fire," said Ask.
"The fire is too hot," Medea said eloquently.
It's so damn hot... Ask was speechless. But he knew what Medea was thinking, so he didn't say anything.
Until Medea's face was almost touching him, he could not help but say again:
"What do you want to do?"
"I want to see your face." Medea ignored the dirt on the ground and just lay on the ground calmly, holding her chin with her hands, looking at his face carefully.
"Is there something on my face?" Ask asked unhappily.
"No, but he's very handsome." Medea said with a smile, poking his face with her finger. "I heard that Achilles' family has blood from the Dragon Kingdom in the Far East, right? Does that mean you are a mixed-blood?"
"Half-blood is not a nice word," said Ask.
"It doesn't matter. I'm also mixed-blood." Medea said, "And mine is a mixture of succubus and human blood, which is a wider range than yours. By the way, do you know succubus?"
"Are you talking about the native succubi in Purgatory? Or are you specifically referring to humans who have succubus genes mixed in?"
"Of course it's the latter." Medea said, "You know what? Succubi are very powerful in that aspect. They can even actively control whether their bodies are fertile after suppressing their bloodline. As long as they want to, every shot will hit the target. If they don't want to, it won't matter even if they try tens of thousands of times."
I don't want to discuss physiological issues with you... Ask was silent.
"I want to try." Medea continued to move her face closer, her breath sweet as orchid.
"How do you want to try?" Ask looked at her with empty eyes.
"Disgusting!" Medea said coquettishly, "Don't you understand?"
"I understand," Ask said. "If you're too energetic, I'll let you run three more laps during the next training session."
Medea: …
"See, I was rejected as expected." Medusa's mockery sounded in her heart.
"Shut up!" Medea was furious. "If I hadn't cared about his health, I would have raped him a long time ago!"
"Are you sure you don't need to use force?" Medusa sneered, "You have to know that once he fully recovers his mobility, he won't have the chance to be manipulated by you anymore."
Medea hesitated again. Should she get his body first or his heart? This was indeed a question.
But in the end she made up her mind: "It's okay, there's a long way to go. I'm not without confidence in my charm, so why rush it?"