Several wall lamps were also installed on the walls, and with the brightness of the entire bedroom increasing, Cynthia felt that her sense of security had risen a lot. However, the wooden window was replaced with a glass window, which still made her a bit worried, as it was too easy for people to break in.

  But judging from Karius's appearance, he should absolutely not allow anyone to violate the laws he has set. She is still the bait that lured Lokai, and he won't let her get into trouble.

  Anthony, who had been an engineer all night, was also exhausted.

  He bid farewell to Kayrus and walked out into the corridor, unfolding a pair of black giant wings, accompanied by several black birds walking downstairs.

  The unhidden black wings in front of Cynthia made her gaze astonishing.

  Anthony is the fallen angel beside Kayus...

  It was her first time seeing a human-shaped creature with wings, oh no, it was the first time she saw such fluffy and warm-looking wings.

  Compared with the insect-like wings that fairies usually have, the huge feathered wings of birds are really too surprising.

  "Mr. Kayus." Cynthia's sparkling eyes turned to him, "Do you have wings too?"

  "No." Kael's impatient reply was accompanied by the sight of his silk overcoat, stained with the salty taste of tears. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, but he definitely didn't like the smell lingering on his clothes and body for long.

  He walked around the table and into the bathroom with its brand new door and creamy white bathtub, slamming the door shut behind him.

  Before long, the sound of washing and rinsing came from inside.

  Cynthia walked up to the table, where many exquisite dishes were laid out. She picked up a bright red apple and took a crisp bite, with a smile in her eyes.

  He will sleep here tonight, it's perfect.

  But why doesn't he have wings?

  Biting an apple, she walked into the brand new kitchen, and for the problem that couldn't be figured out, it turned into studying the structure of the stove again.

  To be honest, Cynthia's cooking skills are limited to the level of recording variety shows. In the eyes of people like Kai Er Cai, the dishes she cooks are probably not even edible for mice.

  But in order to get closer to him, she still decided to get up early tomorrow morning and cook a breakfast.

  As Kairos changed into a black shirt, the moment he stepped out of the bathroom with his clean coat draped over his arm, his eyebrows furrowed again and he fell into thought.

  Why stay here?

  It wasn't until he finished his bath in that small bathtub and got out that he realized this serious issue.

  "Mr. Kyrios." Cynthia was already standing in front of him, wearing the new nightgown Anthony had brought for her, and she lifted her head to sniff the fresh minty scent on him, saying softly: "Thanks for staying with me tonight."

  It was her pitiful entreaty and submission that made him reluctantly agree to stay.

  Kairos's lips were pursed tightly, his refined and rigid face only relaxing as he sat down on the bed, a hint of emotion appearing in his eyebrows. "This is your reward for surviving under my hands."

  Reward?

  Is the reward just sleeping together?

  This amazing brain circuitry.

  Cynthia didn't refute because she found that this dark god's incarnation was just a petty and stingy person who cared about saving face.

  Perhaps he himself did not even realize that he was being drawn to her little by little, starting from when he asked for a reason not to kill her, and his hesitation began.

  Cynthia walked into the bathroom with a smile on her face, probably a victorious smile after her first victory.

  The hot water in the bathtub had long been drained, for she had written on a piece of sheepskin that she wanted to take a standing hot shower, and Anthony's newly installed small showerhead met her requirements.

  But this small flower sprinkler does not connect to a water pipe, it is like a lotus embedded in the wall with a red gemstone inside.

  Turn on the faucet, and out comes hot water.

  To say that this era is backward, some facilities are more advanced than her technological empire.

  To say it's advanced, the system and way of life here are really not worthy of praise.

  She put on a brand new beige cotton nightgown and walked out with her light golden curly hair roughly wiped dry and casually draped behind her head.

  Kairos was motionless again, leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed.

  She climbed onto the bed with familiarity, crawling over his legs and falling asleep inside.

  Her hair was still wet, so she could only lean against the headboard like him to avoid getting her pillow wet.

  Cynthia yawned and muttered to herself, "Still have to wait a while, can't sleep until hair is dry."

  Kaius ignored her, so she pulled the blanket over herself and carefully covered him with a bit more, muttering, "Don't catch a cold, the antipyretics from the apothecary are hard to swallow, they can still dance on my tongue."

  Not having received an answer, Cynthia thought he had fallen asleep and leaned against the headboard with her eyes closed.

  The faint scent of peppermint on the people around her brought a soothing flavor, Cynthia leaned against Kael's shoulder with a tired nod.

  He almost suddenly opened his eyes after she touched his body, and for a moment, the gloomy expression was frozen when he saw the quilt on him.

  The body beside him was very soft, and the mist emanating from his hair made him feel a dampness that swept over him even at close range.

  Divine Light Progress: 11%

  Cynthia's dripping hair was finally dried by the divine technique, her eyes closed, and a faint smile played on her lips.

  She roughly figured it out, Guangming Shen progress = Khaos.

  Caius is an extremely love-starved dark deity, and every time she makes a move to care for him, she gets 100% negative feedback, along with an involuntary progress bar increase.

  To conquer the God of Light, one must first conquer Kyrios, she has to use love to move people.

  Cynthia slept with satisfaction after finding her direction clearly.

  Tonight's Kier didn't leave, he maintained the same posture until dawn, and when Cynthia showed signs of waking up, he pushed her back onto the bed.

  Her head bumped against the goose-down pillow, not hurting at all, but enough to wake her up.

  Rubbing her eyes dazedly, Cynthia lifted her face from the pillow and watched that blurry figure enter the bathroom. She only then realized belatedly that she had overslept.

  Also said to make breakfast for him this morning.

  She rolled out of bed, put on her shoes and walked a few steps to the kitchen, looking at those black coals, she hesitated again.

  She's never been in a kitchen like this before, and there's a high chance she'll flip the wok.

  If ruining Kairos' good mood for a day isn't worth it.

  She thought for a moment and gave up the idea of cooking herself, directly wearing her pajamas with Kairus' cloak to hide her hair, carrying a pouch out to buy breakfast.

  As Kairos emerged from the bathroom, he saw the empty room, his lips pursed into a straight line, and his icy crimson eyes showed a hint of ferocity.