The airship returned to the Central District, touching down smoothly in front of the castle.
Opening his eyes with a trace of fatigue, Xarion looked down at Rory, who was lying beside him with her eyes fixed on him.
"Female Master."
He reached out to cup Rory's face, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. Then, taking her hand, he guided it beneath his clothes, resting her palm flat against his abs.
"Feel this... is there any change?"
Rory's palm glided across his abdominal muscles. "Does ranking up actually change things here too?" Isn't it usually just the face getting slightly better looking?
Xarion let out a quiet chuckle, whispering seductive words into Rory's ear. "It's not just here that changed—a lot of places changed. Does the Female Master want to inspect them all?"
