Chapter 254: Chapter 242: Nourishing Soup (2)

"How am I messy? The body of a Light Divine Mage is clean and spotless, my clothes are impeccable, what’s the issue with sleeping like this?"

Sifrin, already climbed onto the bed, clearly didn’t want to move. Even if pushed, she just twisted her body slightly with no further action.

"Just because your body’s clean, doesn’t mean you skip bathing? Just because your clothes are clean, doesn’t mean you don’t change them? What kind of girl are you? How will you ever get married?"

Catherine knew Sifrin wasn’t lying. She didn’t really mean it as saying Sifrin was dirty, but everyday bathing and changing clothes should be a part of life’s habits, not something to skimp on.

"Who am I going to marry? I am the Saintess of Light, destined to end my days alone. Have you ever seen a saintess from any divine hall get married? Or anyone daring to marry a divine attendant girl?"

After finishing her grumbling, Sifrin pulled the quilt over her head, as if saying: "I am going to sleep now, my dear, do not disturb."

"If it were Lynn, he would dare to marry, except he doesn’t seem very interested in you."

Catherine muttered two sentences, unsure if Sifrin, who was buried under the quilt, heard her. Anyway, she spoke offhandedly and then covered herself with the quilt to sleep, not wanting to mess around any further.

Meanwhile, not far away in the master bedroom, Lynn was tenderly indulging tearful Natasha.

"From this moment on, Helena is my Dragon Knight, and you, Lord Lynn, are Natasha’s Dragon Rider..."

That night, the little female dragon who had waited anxiously for so long finally fulfilled her wish, and experienced true pleasure.

Her constitution was far superior to Vivian’s, as three Vivians couldn’t satisfy Lynn, but one Natasha could basically fulfill him.

Natasha felt lucky, as she hadn’t experienced the bitterness of love; the first man she set her sights on brought her boundless sweetness.

She wished the time would freeze this night, allowing her to endlessly enjoy Lord Lynn’s affection.

But it couldn’t happen, since Helena hadn’t tasted the pleasures yet. She couldn’t prioritize romance over friendship, especially since Helena was her knightly partner, a lifelong friend and kin.

Time should naturally flow. She was just a little female dragon with a very long lifespan, and Lord Lynn was a strong Near God who could also live a long life. Their future was long, not needing to be immersed in this single night.

...

...

Early next morning, Natasha opened her weary eyes, and the first thing she saw was Lynn lying beside her.

Just that sight made her feel everything was worth it.

Natasha felt she must have saved the world in her past life, or how else could she have such a perfect man in this life?

He was so strong, so handsome, and his physique was superb...

"Um..."

If she hadn’t been overly fatigued from last night, leaving her powerless, she really wanted to have a morning workout with Lord Lynn.

"Good morning, Natasha."

At this moment, Lynn also woke up. Despite the long night’s exertion, he felt a bit sleep-deprived upon waking. Luckily, his body was strong enough to completely ignore this slight fatigue.

"Good morning, Lord Lynn."

Natasha replied sweetly.

"Still calling me Lord Lynn?"

Lynn leaned closer, giving Natasha’s sweet lips a gentle kiss, stroking her smooth hair while he spoke.

"Hmm... so should I call you husband? If I start calling you that, won’t Vivian and Xiya come after me?"

Natasha made a "I’m so afraid" expression as if she saw the angry original wife coming to confront her.

"Call me whatever you like, just don’t call me ’Lord’ anymore. As for the rest, need not worry, Vivian and Xiya aren’t the sort of people or elves to act that way."

While saying this, Lynn nudged Natasha’s forehead with his own, indicating not to take advantage of Vivian and Xiya not being around to blacken their names. If they were such girls, seeing him being so flirtatious would’ve already caused them to pick up a butcher knife.

"Then I’ll just call you Lynn. Calling you husband isn’t about being shy, it’s just that I’m part of the dowry, got to understand my place... Ow, don’t bite my nose, Natasha admits her mistake, Natasha won’t mess around anymore..."

Natasha knew mimicking Sifrin’s antics might cause trouble, but she still wanted to be playful. If she really considered herself part of the dowry, then this was acting pitiful—otherwise, it would be a playful intimacy between the couple.

"Alright, let’s stop fooling around, it’s time to get up. You don’t want to be like Vivian having her door scratched by cats, being asked questions during tutoring that make her blush, do you?"

With these words, Lynn turned over to get out of bed and start dressing, while Natasha watched for a while before lazily getting up.

The thin blanket slipped down, revealing her fair and graceful figure, making Lynn’s eyes heat up. But considering Natasha, despite being a strong giant dragon, had just experienced her first, second, third, fourth times...

Well, in any case, it wasn’t suitable for a morning workout, so better let her be.

When both were dressed and walked out of the bedroom, Vivian, well recovered, was already feeding the cats.

The little flower still had a graceful appetite, while the gluttonous cat continued to be a bottomless pit.

Xue’Er, temporarily fostered by Cleia’s family, didn’t eat cat food. Catherine was slicing beef strips for it, while Sifrin was using Light Holy Power to quickly cook the beef strips. They were quite particular about feeding it.

"Yo, Lord Lynn is up! You must have had a hard night; come try the nourishing soup I made for you."

Seeing Lynn appear, Sifrin immediately lit up, ignoring the beef strip Catherine extended to her, and hurriedly ran to Lynn’s side.

Who knows when she prepared the soup; anyway, she rummaged through the Spatial Ring and did manage to pull out a large bowl of soup.

But looking at the mixture of purple and green in the soup, Lynn would prefer drinking a potion made by a witch over trying the bowl of soup she made.

Whether it’s nourishing or not is uncertain, but it certainly feels like a threat even to a Near God...

Back when the Demon Dragon Emperor personally invaded Miracle World, they should’ve let Sifrin go first; maybe no world task would have been needed since one bowl from her and the Demon Dragon Emperor might have been downed.

"Would you dare to drink this stuff yourself?"

It wasn’t Lynn intentionally belittling Sifrin, but this concoction looks so bizarre, it feels trickier than an Evil God. No normal person would dare to taste it.

"Why would I drink this? I don’t have a wife, who would I vent to after drinking it?"

Sifrin replied confidently.

So is this a nourishing soup or an aphrodisiac?

Natasha peeked from beside with a hint of interest, but considering Lynn doesn’t need drugs to excite and could make her soft as cotton unaided, it seems unnecessary.

"Then keep it for yourself, I don’t need it."

Lynn firmly rejected Sifrin’s... kindness?

No matter what her intentions were, Lynn didn’t need such things, not even the conventional Tiger Whip Soup, as his body is superbly robust.

"In that case, it’s only fit for the cats..."

Sifrin said with slight regret, then reluctantly poured the mysterious soup into the gluttonous cat’s bowl.

The gluttonous cat, busy eating, disdainfully pushed away Sifrin’s bowl with its paw and meowed for its owner to change its cat food.

What kind of thing is this that even a dog wouldn’t want!

Did it know gluttonous cat has already been neutered? What’s the use of drinking this other than having a fight with the little flower?

"Sigh, such a waste..."

Seeing her carefully concocted soup turned down even by the cat, Sifrin dejectedly squatted on the ground, sighing at the soaked cat food.

It is indeed wasteful, what a shame for the half-bowl of cat food!

"This bowl of soup, replaced with cat food, could feed ten thousand cats—all of them orange cats..."

Sifrin continued to sigh.

!!

Ten thousand servings of cat food? The gluttonous cat was stunned for a moment, then hesitated for quite a while before finally licking the soup-soaked food...