As she watched the bathroom door close, the hot water in the bathtub steamed up, Cynthia lowered her eyes, reached out to stir the water, and then took off her clothes and lay down.

  The power of God is mighty, she looked down and saw her knees bent upwards exposing the water surface without a single wound.

  Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, Cynthia felt for the position of her heart, which was beating steadily and normally.

  She curled up, with everything below her nose buried in the water, her eyes vacant.

  Conquering a god has never been an easy task, and the lion's open bloody mouth is still vivid in my mind.

  She softly sighed, knowing in her heart that she had to make a contract with Khaos as soon as possible. She was really useless and didn't even have the ability to protect herself when she left him, and his side was always filled with danger.

  After soaking for a while, she came out of the bathroom, simply wearing a new nightgown, letting her wet hair dye her back and drip onto the floor.

  The room was empty, Cynthia's eyes were dazed, she didn't even wear shoes, and she ran downstairs barefoot.

  Kaylus sat in the sunroom with a fire burning in the fireplace.

  Hearing the sound of footsteps running down the stairs, he turned his head and saw Cynthia with a wet head of hair, a face that couldn't find him in distress, her gaze gradually converging on her chest, her pupils shrinking, her hands clenched on her knees, suppressing a violent tone: "What's going on with your hair and clothes?"

  "I thought you had left, so I didn't wipe it clean, and wanted to come down and take a look first."

  When she saw him, Cynthia slowed down and walked in front of him, her toes moving restlessly, letting the water droplets wet the thin gauze on her chest, revealing half-transparent white skin.

  As for the spring light on her chest, she seemed to have no awareness of it at all, nor did she notice Kael's strange gaze.

  "Knock knock."

  The door was suddenly knocked on.

  Kairos quickly picked up a thin blanket beside him and pulled her onto the sofa, covering her entire body.

  Cynthia's disheveled golden hair was instantly dried by the divine technique, along with her wet clothes.

  The door opened and in came Anthony.

  "She was utterly astonished when she saw him, 'Anthony.'"

  Anthony looked at Cynthia, who was poking her head out from under the sofa, and said pitifully: "Poor Cynthia, I heard about your miserable experience. That human girl is really too evil."

  "How did you suddenly come?" She leaned against the back of the sofa and looked back at Kaisa beside her, with a puzzled expression.

  "Of course I'm here for revenge."

  Cynthia curled her lip, "Only an idiot would believe you."

  "Really?!" Antony exclaimed.

  Cynthia turned a deaf ear to him and shrank closer to Kael, pouring herself a cup of red tea.

  Anthony wasn't joking with her either, walking to Kayus' side and saying in a low voice: "The number of demons on this side has suddenly increased, it might have something to do with the giant migration. The forest area near Cintra, Joe and Ebro went to check it out, there are also people on the ancient castle side."

  Kairos' hand tapped lightly on the embroidered sofa, his voice firm, "Get ready, kill all intruders."

  "I understand." Anthony nodded and looked at Cynthia, who was pretending to be nonchalant but had perked up her ears to eavesdrop, saying: "Then I'll head back first. Norman said the temporarily set up trial platform is ready, waiting for you to go over anytime."

  Cynthia, who had just taken a few sips of red tea, stiffened her fingers holding the cup and turned to look at Kayus with an expressionless face. "What trial platform?"

  "Did you bring that girl back?" She almost guessed it immediately and exclaimed: "Is she still alive?"

  There was a hint of indignation and incredulity in her tone, she thought Kael would have killed her directly.

  Caius's eyes narrowed as he replied in a low tone, "I arrived just in time; she was about to shoot you."

  Cynthia slammed down her teacup, her voice full of indignation. "I'm almost killed by a lion and she still wants to shoot me?"

  A sly glint flashed in Kael's eyes as he asked her, "Now that she's alive and you have a chance for revenge, what do you plan to do with it?"

  Cynthia trembled slightly, looking up at his eyes that seemed to be able to suck people in, and asked tentatively, "You think I killed her with my own hands?"

  Caius's lips curled up at the corners, extremely satisfied with this answer, and with a sanctimonious expression, "The choice is yours."

  Ross is really copying all of Kays' actions.

  Cynthia thought so too.

  She had to be the one to commit the murder.

  Facing Daniel she still couldn't bring herself to do it, but towards a girl who was both releasing lions and trying to kill her with a bow and arrow, Cynthia thought she wouldn't go easy on her.

  "Then I will definitely go."

  Anthony didn't seem to mind the strange atmosphere between them, and this time he had rushed over, no doubt because of a series of problems triggered by the giant that needed reporting.

  He came quickly and left quickly, but before parting, he took a few more boxes of pastries from behind his back and gave them to Xinsiya.

  "Qiao was afraid you wouldn't be used to the food here, so she specially made some for you."

  Cynthia's eyes sparkled with delight, she immediately wanted to get up and throw off the blanket to fetch it. Kael's gaze tightened, he pressed her back down, the blanket caught at her neck, his voice was somewhat sharp, "Sit!"

  Cynthia was startled by his low growl and sat down on the sofa, looking at Kaelus with a puzzled expression.

  "What's wrong with you?!"

  Anthony bowed his head and put things on the table, smiled at the two of them, and immediately retreated.

  Caius scowled, staring at her chest as if it was his arch-nemesis, "Unsightly."

  ？？？

  Cynthia subconsciously lowered her head, the nightgown she had just changed into had only a thin layer of gauze on the chest, and the rest was beige satin, not revealing anything, wasn't that normal?

  She frowned and said discontentedly: "What's so unbearable about it?"

  "Xīn xī yā!" Kǎi wò sī yòu cháo zhe tā dī hǒu, "nǐ gāi hǎo hǎo xué xué nǐ de zhuó zhuāng hé lǐ yí! Nǐ nán dào gèng xǐ huàn guāng zhe shēn zi chū mén?!"

  Translation:

  "Cynthia!" Caius growled at her again, "You should learn your attire and etiquette well! Do you prefer going out naked?!"

  "It's not that serious," Cynthia whispered back, stealing another glance at his frightening expression, stirring her fingers and admitting fault abruptly, "I'll wear it at night from now on, I didn't think Anthony would come suddenly."

  She wrapped herself in a blanket and ran upstairs, leaving behind Kaisar, who was pressing his fingertips against his eyebrows.

  Cynthia, who was changing clothes upstairs, pursed her lips and felt that Kael's possessiveness was really terrifying. She turned around in front of the mirror three times and still couldn't find where the revealing point of this nightgown was.

  That tattered hunting suit could no longer be worn, and Cynthia would never think of wearing it again to go hunting with the freshness that had been lost today. The lion's head had left an indelible bad impression on her young and fragile mind.

  (End of chapter)