Chapter 59: A Morning’s Teasing and a New Threat

Night fell.

The full moon hung high, generously spilling its pure light onto the ground.

Elara and Hilvyn lay facing each other.

However, one person’s hands were far from well-behaved.

“Oh, didn’t you just touch me when we bathed?”

“Not enough, big sister~”

Hilvyn’s blue eyes seemed to possess a magical allure. Whenever she pouted, Elara found herself unable to refuse.

Elara said nothing, merely letting out a soft sigh. As if on cue, Hilvyn’s hands resumed their actions.

Elara bit her lip, swallowing a faint hum back into her throat.

“Why don’t you touch your own?” she mumbled.

‘Aren’t mine bigger?’

Hilvyn’s hands didn’t stop. She leaned forward, chuckling softly.

“Mine are reserved for big sister. Do you want them?”

She kept saying such things.

The more Elara thought about it, the more indignant she became. She reached out her hand, and the moment her fingers brushed against that soft, round moon, Hilvyn let out a delicate, “Ah~” and nestled into her embrace.

“Big sister actually ambushed me…”

“Only you’re allowed to touch?” Elara retorted righteously, though her fingers dared not apply any pressure.

Hilvyn buried her face in Elara’s shoulder, muttering, “Then big sister can touch… After all, they’re yours anyway.”

Elara’s ears burned at her words. She symbolically kneaded twice, then tightly shut her eyes, not daring to move again.

As she lay there, she drifted off to sleep.

In her dream, she seemed to be battling a giant loaf of bread.

Her chest felt heavy, as if something had been pressing down on her all night.

****

The sky outside the window was already bright.

Elara opened her eyes, only to find that there was indeed a person on her chest—Hilvyn’s head rested over her heart, her silver hair spread across the pillow, sleeping soundly, a hint of drool at the corner of her mouth.

Elara didn’t rush to push her away.

She turned her head, her eyes fixed on Hilvyn’s face.

The morning light filtered through the curtain gap, falling directly on her brows and eyes. Her eyelashes were long, casting a small, fan-shaped shadow beneath her eyes.

Her nostrils flared gently with each breath, and her lips were slightly pursed.

Her gaze drifted lower, where her collar revealed a section of her collarbone and the curve of what lay beneath.

On her fair skin, faint red marks from Elara’s own kneading last night still lingered.

Elara swallowed.

She reached out and gently pushed Hilvyn’s head away, then peeled off the hands that had been clinging tightly. She glanced down at her own chest—it, too, was flushed red, bearing two handprints.

‘Honestly…’

Elara felt it was necessary to control Hilvyn’s frequency; being constantly… was quite uncomfortable.

She sighed, straightening her collar. After being pushed away, Hilvyn rolled back, groggily reaching out to grope around. Finding nothing, her brows furrowed.

“Oioioi!” Elara poked her cheek.

Hilvyn was sleeping soundly.

It was still quite early, nowhere near Hilvyn’s usual waking time, and they had stayed up late last night.

Elara’s palm instinctively grasped at the air a few times; the sensations from last night were still vivid in her memory, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson.

However, this was no time for sleeping in. Today was the A-rank assessment, and even if it was simple, they still needed to arrive on time.

Her gaze wandered over Hilvyn, searching for a suitable spot to wake her.

Her eyes sharpened, and an idea immediately formed.

She turned her head, her eyes fixed on the tip of Hilvyn’s ear. That was it.

She then leaned down, her fingers parting Hilvyn’s silver hair, and slowly drew closer.

‘She smells so good…’

The next moment, the tip of Hilvyn’s ear was enveloped in Elara’s mouth.

Elara held it gently, not biting, merely teasing and provoking with the tip of her tongue.

The lazy bug who had been sound asleep in bed a second ago, now jolted upright as if electrocuted, like a fish out of water.

“Big sister! Big sister!”

Hilvyn, like a vengeful spirit returned from the dead, ferociously lunged at Elara, but Elara dodged her with a swift movement.

She didn’t give up, turning and lunging at Elara again, her hands half-clenched into claws, her target clear.

‘This little pervert…’

Elara sighed helplessly, retreating once more. With a flick of her hand, she released `Shadow Silk Bind`, and Hilvyn was suspended in mid-air by the dark threads.

But this unintentional action led Elara to a new discovery.

Hilvyn hung in the air, her clothes disheveled, revealing a glimpse of her charms. Some of the dark threads even gripped inappropriate areas.

‘Lewd… It seems new ways to play can be developed.’

Hilvyn became serious, breaking free from the dark threads in a few swift movements.

“Isn’t today the assessment!?”

“Only just remembered, huh?”

Elara raised an eyebrow, surprised that Hilvyn still recalled it.

“Then let’s go! Oh, wait, we haven’t had breakfast yet.”

Hilvyn rubbed her stomach, then hopped barefoot to the window and glanced outside.

“That pancake stall downstairs is open. It smells delicious.”

“Alright, let’s go down and eat.”

The two quickly washed up, changed clothes, and headed downstairs.

“Two pancakes.”

Elara told the vendor.

“Coming right up!”

The vendor deftly cooked the golden-brown pancakes, bagging them in oiled paper and handing them over in just a few motions. Hilvyn took one, bit into it, and hissed as she sucked in air, but her cheeks kept moving.

“Eat slowly. No one’s going to snatch it from you.”

“So good…” Hilvyn mumbled indistinctly, taking another large bite.

The two stood by the stall, each holding a pancake, eating face-to-face.

****

At the Adventurer’s Guild.

Upon entering the main hall, Elara noticed numerous adventurer groups, each consisting of seven or more members.

‘What’s going on today?’

Elara couldn’t quite figure it out, but she knew one person who would.

They approached the familiar counter.

“Good morning, Serene!”

Hilvyn was the first to greet Serene.

“Good morning, little sister Bai Zhi.” Serene had already noticed the two entering the guild.

“Good morning, Miss Black Rose.”

“Good morning.”

Elara responded politely, then pointed to one of the adventurer groups.

“What’s with all those people?”

“You probably didn’t know yesterday,” Serene said, glancing in the direction Elara pointed. “The forest corruption has reached its final stage.”

“Final stage?”

“Yes, the final stage of forest corruption brings forth Corrupted Aggregates.”

As Serene spoke, she pulled out a document from a nearby drawer and pushed it across to them.

It depicted four types of monstrous creatures resembling corrupted tree spirits, rooted to the ground, grey-green in color, with menacing, sprawling vines. The ground and trees around them bore spherical ‘fruits,’ each more terrifying than the last.

“These are the C-rank to S-rank Corrupted Aggregates, in order.”

“S-rank?”

Hilvyn recalled Elara’s description of S-rank monsters, which could merge with an element to form an external domain, making them untouchable for normal people.

“Corrupted Aggregates aren’t just S-rank in their ability to manifest domains; even the lowest C-rank ones possess an external domain effect.”

Serene added.

“As for more information, it’s all detailed in this document.”

Elara took the document, intending to read it later.

“Therefore, for Corrupted Aggregates of A-rank and below, the guild has opened a new quest mode—Joint Extermination. Two to three small teams can group together to collectively hunt down the Corrupted Aggregates.”

“The final quest rewards will be distributed to each team based on individual ranks, and will also increase team merit points.”

The reward distribution seemed reasonable, and the merit points were an unexpected bonus. Such quests were definitely something Elara had to undertake.

“When is my A-rank assessment scheduled for?” Hilvyn asked.

“Number 42, approximately one hour from now.”

“Thank you, Serene.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Then we’ll be going.” Elara gently nudged Hilvyn.

“Farewell, both of you.”

As they turned to leave the counter, Elara glanced back at the adventurer groups in the hall.

‘Joint Extermination… It doesn’t sound like an easy task.’

But she was more concerned with something else now.

Hilvyn walked ahead of her, her steps light, her ponytail swishing behind her head.

Elara was looking forward to seeing how Hilvyn would amaze everyone next.

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