Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 635 - 599 Bath Massage

"Miss, it's wonderful to see you returned safely! Thank all the fathers for blessing us. When I heard the news about an Evil God descending in Langton City, I wanted to grab my sword and rush to Langton immediately to protect you! You mustn't do such dangerous things next time."

"I understand, Grandpa Fu. However, this time I did misjudge the power of the Ancient Gods; they were somewhat stronger than I anticipated," Perfikot shook her head, a bit of reflection showing on her face. "But it wasn't without gains; at least having truly witnessed the power of the Divine, I'll know how to cut off their heads next time."

"If there's a next time, let me help you with that! I'm old, but I can still wield a sword." Foster's eyes gleamed sharply, showing a desire to draw his sword and slay foes for Perfikot.

Faced with Foster's attitude, Perfikot only nodded slightly and said nothing.

She, having truly seen the Divine, knew clearly that although her old butler, aided by godly elixirs, had reached the level of a Legendary Knight, his strength, bolstered by Steam Armor, might suffice against typical divine beings, but if facing a true Divine...

Perfikot shook her head slightly in her heart. Being able to join the war against the Ancient Gods, Legendary level was merely an entry barrier.

The Great Knights, through battles before Langton, proved they were mere cannon fodder, struggling even to inflict effective damage upon the enemy.

Honorary Knights might be a bit better, slightly more effective cannon fodder, though Perfikot had never seen them in battle. Compared to Sanderion's combat prowess, Perfikot thought they could play a role, but how much would be debatable.

However, at least one thing Perfikot could be sure of was that they could not defeat a true Divine.

Not even considering the War God's female champion—a benchmark in itself—even the pair of lovers by the Goddess of Beauty were opponents a Legendary Knight couldn't handle.

So, in response to the battle intent of her old butler, Perfikot could only superficially agree, while internally, she had long decided not to send Foster onto the battlefield.

"Grandpa Fu, enough of that. Is the bath ready? I want to soak thoroughly. As for everything else, let's talk after I have a good night's sleep! These days have really worn me out." Playing coy, Perfikot urged Foster to hurry and arrange for her.

Perhaps only at times like this did one remember Perfikot was only sixteen years old after all.

She was still just a girl, yet she had already shouldered the fate of the entire world on her young and tender shoulders.

However, whether it's a tragedy or absurdity, the whole world has no one to take Perfikot's place. Even the most powerful Extraordinary, Sanderion, only broke the curse binding her for a century with Perfikot's help, enabling her to surpass Legendary status to become a Demigod.

As early as three years ago, when Perfikot warned the Noble Council, she had already shouldered the fate of the entire world.

But now, with the long-prophesied doom finally arriving, Perfikot no longer felt the urgency of being chased.

After all, the crisis had already descended, and she had done everything possible. The entire world had entered a new era, and she had paved an exceptional start for humanity in this new era.

Having accomplished this much, if humanity still needed her to attend to everything personally, Perfikot felt perhaps humanity was indeed beyond salvation.

So, at this moment, Perfikot comfortably approached her grand bathroom, removed her clothes and jumped into the tub, immersing her whole body in the hot water, letting out a long, satisfying sigh.

"I can understand why the Romulus people loved bathing so much, so much that they eventually lost their nation because of it. I can only say bathing feels too good!" Perfikot sighed with admiration and then floated on the water's surface, quietly enjoying this moment of relaxation and beauty.

No one would disturb her today since she didn't notify anyone upon her return, except for her loyal old butler. No one knew she had returned to the Northern Territory.

In fact, to the outside world, Perfikot had never left the Northern Territory. Her stand-in had performed its mission excellently, making everyone believe she'd never left.

Despite the uninterrupted communications between the Northern Territory and Langton, and indeed sightings of her in Langton being reported back, such matters were known only to the upper echelons of the Northern Territory and the Imperial Center.

Under the butler's reminders and the checks and balances and compromises between various powers, this news was thoroughly sealed off, unknown to anyone.

This allowed Perfikot to completely relax today, free from worrying about any matters.

"Miss, here's the fruit." Perfikot's chief maid, Beifa, brought over fresh fruit, appearing to have been chilled.

Perfikot didn't even need to stretch her hand as Beifa fed the fruit directly to her mouth.

This leisurely enjoyability made Perfikot narrow her eyes in comfort.

Soon she climbed out of the pool, laying on the stone podium beside her, and said to Beifa, "Beifa, give me a massage."

"Yes, Miss." Beifa approached, stretching out hands covered with velvet gloves, began massaging Perfikot's body.

"Ah~! A bit lower! Put some strength!" Perfikot uttered a comfortable moan and, after instructing Beifa, closed her eyes.

Beifa's hands were gentle yet firm, with just the right pressure, greatly relieving the stiffness in Perfikot's shoulders and nape caused by the recent strains.

Precisely because of this warm and comfortable environment, along with Perfikot's exhaustion over the recent period, she unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

As her consciousness continued to sink deeper, Perfikot felt herself being pulled into the depths of her mind again.

"Can't you let me rest in peace for a bit? Does it have to be during my most relaxed moment to discuss matters?" Looking at the Jade Record before her, Perfikot was somewhat displeased.

After all, for anyone, being disturbed to discuss work during the most relaxing and enjoyable moments would put anyone in a foul mood. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"I apologize for interrupting your rest," the Jade Record responded to Perfikot, though without any sense of apology, rather mechanically informing her, "I need to discuss matters concerning the Divine with you, which I think are the issues you're currently most concerned about."