Chapter 283 - A Romantic Encounter In The Hot Spring
Chapter 283: A Romantic Encounter In The Hot Spring
At the Golden Quill Pavilion.
“Young Master Watson, we did not believe you when you said that you would help us increase our strength. It’s our ignorance. Please forge a set of gold equipment for each of us and increase our strength to gold.”
The three of them knelt in front of Watson in the room.
Watson was holding a teacup in his hand. He looked at the three people in front of him who were half-dressed. Their sleeves were hanging off their body, and their pants were on inside out. He did not know whether to laugh or to cry.
Annie stood behind the three of them. She hugged her shoulders and said coldly, “Are the three of you asking for Young Master Watson’s help?”
“I’m sorry, Young Master Watson. We know we’re in the wrong! We won’t talk about you behind your back anymore. We won’t sneak out to enjoy ourselves anymore. If you help us improve our strength, we’ll follow you down to the 100th, or 200th, floor of the maze. It doesn’t even matter if we die there.”
Then, the three of them kowtowed with a face full of regret.
“There’s no need for that. I have no intention of restricting you from having fun. After all, you are here to enjoy yourself! As for helping you to increase your strength, I will definitely do what I said.”
As he put down the empty teacup, he gestured for Denise to add some tea leaves for him. Then, Watson waved his hand at the three people in front of him.
“Really?”
“Young Master Watson, you are a good person.”
As he felt their gazes, Watson said, “Don’t be too happy yet. Even though I said I would help you increase your strength, I’ve already used up my wishes today. Therefore, I’m afraid that you won’t be able to increase your strength.”
How could that be?
The light in the mens’ eyes instantly dimmed. They subconsciously looked at Annie; their eyes pleaded with her. If they could restrain their inner desires or be like Annie and trusted in Watson’s words, they would have become a gold-tier elite, not Annie. They were driven mad with envy when they saw Annie, who had been the weakest member of the team.
Annie ignored them; she turned around and said, “Serves you right.”
“Of course, it’s not like there’s no way out.” At that moment, Watson interjected; his words lifted their mood. They cursed in their hearts. If Watson had a way out, he could have said it earlier. They had worried for nothing, thinking that they had missed a great opportunity.
“I can help you improve your abilities, but you must give me enough equipment and medicinal herbs. The amount of improvement depends on the number of materials you can give me.”
“Don’t worry, Young Master Watson. We’ll go to our homes here in the City of Steel to get the weapons and medicinal herbs for you. We’ll bring everything we have with us.”
The three of them ran outside hurriedly. They had been adventurers in the City of Steel for many years. They were not rich, but they had a certain amount of savings, including a home in the City of Steel. They decided to offer the weapons and medicinal herbs they have and all the valuable things in their home.
They did not even plan to keep their house if they could advance to gold-tier. If that were not enough, they would borrow money from other people.
After they thought about that, the three men rushed out of the room in a few seconds. Many passers-by looked at them strangely because of their odd appearance.
“I haven’t finished speaking; why did they leave so fast?” Watson looked at Annie. “Miss Annie, please catch up to those three and tell them. Regardless of whether they can gather the necessary materials or not, I plan to increase their strength either way. Don’t tell other people, or I won’t help any of you.”
“Understood, Young Master Watson. I’ll go and inform them right away.” Annie nodded as she chased after them.
“Young Master Watson, is that a good idea? Even if they are very tight-lipped, if someone wanted to investigate this, they would still discover the secret to their increase in strength,” Denise asked worriedly after Clyde and the rest had left.
“It doesn’t matter. In any case, I won’t be staying in this city for too long. As long as I can hold on for some time, it will be enough! Furthermore, compared to raiding the underground city by myself, their help will minimize the risk. If someone still wants to target me, I’ll accept it.”
Watson shrugged. Then, Denise nodded; she thought his words made sense; she said, “Let’s not talk about that for now. Miss Nightingale sent a message saying that she and Master Antonio had completed their mission and had gotten rid of all the stalkers. They’re on their way here. They’ll probably arrive in a few minutes.”
“Tell Nightingale to go to the hot spring to find me. Clyde and the others are not here, so I’m going to take a good bath. Denise, are you going?”
“I want to discuss the next arrangements after Master Antonio comes back, so I’ll pass.”
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Ten minutes later, in the hot spring.
Watson sat alone in the hot spring; he was surrounded by mist. He stretched his arms and leaned his head against the rock beside the hot spring. “Comfortable.”
There were no other maids in the hot spring; he did not like to be stared at by strangers while he took a bath, so he dismissed them. Although the maids looked very pitiful before they left, he did not show them any mercy.
“Nightingale will come in a few minutes. I’ll give her a good scare.”
He had not planned to bring any maids with him, but Sylvan insisted he brought Nightingale along. The young woman had worked tirelessly as a coachman and helped him complete his mission, which made him feel a little guilty. He had mixed feelings about Nightingale. She was the assassin who had once tried to kill him, the Blackmoon Knights’ first teacher, and his friend.
In addition, he had some special feelings for her. Without a doubt, Nightingale was an important person to Watson. He did not like to be served by the people from the Golden Quill Pavilion, but he would not dislike it if Nightingale served him. It was better to say that he hoped that Nightingale would return soon.
“Nightingale is so slow.”
Watson rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea. He removed his clothes from the hot spring, pinched his nose, and sank into the pool in the hot spring. He was a platinum-tier elite and had mastered the water-elemental combat aura; he could hold his breath in the water for a few days and still be okay.
“Sure enough, it’s best to soak in the hot spring alone,” Christina muttered to herself as she took off her clothes and looked at her plump body in front of a mirror in the changing room. Her figure was well-proportioned, and every muscle in her arms and thighs was full of strength because of her years of training. “It feels like my breasts have grown bigger again.”
Reaching out her hand to support the two round spheres in front of her chest, Christina showed a somewhat distressed expression. As a female swordsman, having too big a chest would affect her speed and balance. If she continued to develop, she would have to use a corset.
Christina looked somewhat distressed as she extended her hand to support her breasts. Huge bosoms might impair her speed and balance as a swordswoman. If they continued to grow, she would need to wear a corset.
With that thought in mind, she observed herself in the mirror a few more times before she wrapped herself in a towel and walked toward the hot spring. Before she went there, she had confirmed that none of the maids were there. The hot spring was reserved for the gold-tier elites, so very few people could use it, except for Christina. She was confident it would be empty.
She was a woman, so she loved to pamper herself. Christina looked around the area when she walked into the hot spring and saw no clothes or aura. She sighed in relief as she removed the towel from her body.
As a new platinum-tier elite, her five senses were so sharp that she could detect any movement within a few hundred meters. She had searched about a hundred meters of the surrounding area, but there was no one around. She loved the quiet atmosphere very much.
Naked, Christina slid into the hot spring. Her hands and swan-like neck were stretched and leaned against the edge of the bath. At that moment, her toes seemed to have touched something; an electric current passed through her body.
“Who’s there!?”