Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 311: The New Morning Routine (3) Hot Bath

Chapter 311: The New Morning Routine (3) Hot Bath

As the group dispersed, heading towards the bathhouse for a much-needed soak, Lyan found himself reflecting on the morning’s events. The Valkyries had proven their skill and adaptability, even if they had been caught off guard by his unconventional methods. It was a reminder that in real combat, unpredictability could be a powerful tool.

"Well, as expected of them. I needed to use some of Arturia’s mana and Griselda’s mana to maintain that speed to avoid them. Such great teamwork as well," Lyan uttered as he stretched his body.

The bathhouse was a luxurious addition to the castle, a place where they could unwind and relax after their rigorous training sessions. The air was filled with the scent of fresh herbs, and the steam rising from the hot water created a soothing, misty atmosphere. The private bathhouse was divided into several sections, each offering varying degrees of privacy.

Lyan slipped into one of the larger communal baths, the hot water immediately soothing his tired muscles. He leaned back against the smooth stone edge, closing his eyes and letting the warmth seep into his bones. The soft murmurs of conversation around him blended with the gentle splashing of water, creating a tranquil ambiance.

One by one, the women joined him, each slipping into the water with a sigh of relief. Belle settled next to him, her long pink hair floating around her like a halo. She leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyes closing in contentment. "That was quite the workout," she murmured, her voice soft.

Lyan smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You all did great," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You’re getting stronger every day."

Alina, on his other side, chuckled softly. "I think we learned more about you than anything else," she teased, her tone light. "You’ve got quite a few tricks up your sleeve."

Xena splashed playfully, sending a small wave of water towards Lyan. "Next time, I’ll be ready for you," she declared, her eyes glinting with mischief. "No more surprises."

Josephine, lounging nearby, shook her head in amusement. "Lyan always has a surprise or two," she remarked, her tone affectionate. "It’s one of the things we love about him."

Raine, her white hair plastered to her shoulders, nodded in agreement. "It’s never boring around here," she added, her voice filled with warmth.

Ravia leaned against the edge of the bath, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "So, Lyan," she began, her tone teasing. "Was the whole kiss-and-disarm strategy planned, or were you just improvising?"

Lyan laughed, shrugging his shoulders. "A bit of both," he admitted, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I thought it might be a good way to test your focus and adaptability. Plus, it was fun."

Emilia, lounging nearby, chuckled softly. "I’ll admit, it was unexpected," she said, her voice filled with amusement. "But it was a good lesson in staying focused under pressure."

Alicia, her platinum blonde hair slicked back, gave him a mock glare. "Just remember, we won’t go easy on you next time," she warned, though her tone was more playful than serious. But Lyan knew that there is a cute competitiveness inside her.

Surena, her long hair now wet and clinging to her skin, smiled warmly. "It was a good reminder that battles aren’t just about strength and skill," she said thoughtfully. "Sometimes, the unexpected can be the most dangerous."

Althea nodded in agreement. "It’s a good lesson for all of us," she said, her voice gentle. "To be prepared for anything, and to never underestimate our opponents—or our allies."

The group fell into a comfortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts as they enjoyed the soothing warmth of the bath. The air was filled with the soft sounds of water and the occasional murmur of conversation. It was a peaceful, contented moment, a respite from the challenges they faced each day.

As Lyan battles, there are other battles followed as well. The Deadly Bouquet (Alina, Xena, and Belle) went against Josephine, Ravia, and Raine. And the winner is Josephine’s group. After their defeat, they proceed to teach the rest of the girls, Althea and the rest of the maids and the cooks.

The warmth of the bath enveloped the group, and the soothing atmosphere gradually eased the tension from the earlier training session. As the steam rose around them, the conversation turned playful, the camaraderie of their shared experiences bringing laughter and lighthearted banter.

Belle, resting her head on Lyan’s shoulder, looked up at him with a mischievous smile. "You know, Lyan, you always manage to surprise us," she murmured, her voice carrying a hint of something more than just admiration. Her fingers traced gentle circles on his chest, sending shivers down his spine.

Lyan chuckled, feeling the familiar spark of desire ignite within him. "I aim to keep things interesting," he replied, his voice low and warm. He leaned down, capturing Belle’s lips in a tender kiss. The touch was soft at first, exploratory, but quickly deepened as their mutual desire became apparent.

On his other side, Alina watched with a smile, her eyes darkening with interest. She moved closer, her wet hair brushing against Lyan’s skin as she placed a hand on his cheek. "Don’t forget about us," she whispered, her lips hovering tantalizingly close to his.

Without a word, Lyan turned and kissed Alina, his hand slipping around her waist to pull her closer. The kiss was more heated, a mix of passion and longing that had been simmering beneath the surface. Alina responded eagerly, her body pressing against his as they deepened the kiss.

Xena, watching the scene unfold, couldn’t resist joining in. She moved behind Lyan, her hands sliding over his shoulders and down his chest, her breath hot against his ear. "It’s not fair if you only kiss them," she teased, her voice a sultry whisper. Her lips trailed along his neck, planting soft kisses that sent waves of pleasure through him.

Lyan groaned, the combined attention of the women overwhelming his senses. He turned to capture Xena’s lips, the kiss fierce and urgent. The rest of the group watched with varying degrees of arousal and anticipation, their bodies reacting to the sensual display before them.

Josephine, unable to hold back any longer, moved closer, her eyes burning with desire. She reached out, her fingers tangling in Lyan’s hair as she pulled him into a searing kiss. Her body pressed against his, the heat of their shared passion mingling with the warmth of the bathwater.

Raine and Ravia, not to be left out, moved in as well, each taking turns kissing Lyan and each other, their hands roaming freely over each other’s bodies. The air was thick with the scent of arousal, the sound of soft moans and gasps filling the bathhouse.

Emilia, always bold, straddled Lyan’s lap, her hands bracing against his chest as she kissed him deeply. Her strong, muscular body felt like a furnace against his, her movements confident and sure. Lyan’s hands gripped her hips, guiding her as she rocked against him, the friction driving them both wild with need.

Alicia, her usual stoic demeanor melting away, shyly approached, her eyes locked on Lyan’s. He reached out, pulling her close and kissing her softly, his touch gentle yet insistent. Alicia responded eagerly, her body pressing against his as she lost herself in the moment.

Surena, her hair clinging to her skin, watched with a thoughtful expression before finally joining in. She moved behind Lyan, her hands sliding over his shoulders and down his chest, her breath hot against his ear. She whispered something, too soft to hear, but the effect was immediate. Lyan turned, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, his hands exploring her body with eager curiosity.

The bathhouse became a scene of tangled limbs and heated kisses, the group lost in the throes of their shared passion. The earlier training session had left them all energized and ready to release the pent-up tension in a more intimate way. The water around them sloshed and splashed as they moved, the sound mingling with their soft moans and gasps of pleasure.

Just as the heat of the moment seemed to reach its peak, the door to the bathhouse opened, and a maid entered, carrying a stack of fresh towels. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight before her—Lyan, her adored master, surrounded by the beautiful women, all engaged in a passionate display of affection. The towels slipped from her hands, falling to the floor with a soft thud.

The maid’s presence seemed to break the spell, and the group paused, turning to look at her. Her face flushed a deep red, and she stammered, "I... I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to interrupt..."

Lyan, catching his breath, gave her a reassuring smile. "It’s alright," he said, his voice gentle. "We were just... unwinding."

The maid nodded quickly, her eyes darting between the group and the towels on the floor. She quickly bent down to retrieve them, her movements hurried and flustered. "I’ll just... leave these here," she mumbled, placing the towels on a nearby bench before practically fleeing the room.

As the door closed behind her, the group burst into laughter, the tension breaking into a lighthearted moment. Lyan shook his head, still smiling. "Well, that was unexpected," he said, his voice filled with amusement.

Josephine grinned, wrapping her arms around him from behind. "You always have a way of keeping things interesting," she murmured, kissing his neck.

Raine and Ravia giggled, the twins sharing a mischievous look. "We should probably wrap this up," Ravia suggested, her tone playful. "Before we give the staff any more surprises."

The group reluctantly began to separate, each woman pressing one last kiss to Lyan’s lips before reaching for the towels the maid had left behind. The atmosphere was still charged with the remnants of their passion, but there was also a sense of camaraderie and affection that filled the room.

As they dried off and prepared to head to the dining hall, Lyan couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction and contentment. He was surrounded by people he cared about, sharing in moments of joy and intimacy. They were more than just allies and comrades—they were a family, bound together by their shared experiences and emotions.

As the bath began to cool, the women started to rise, wrapping themselves in soft towels and preparing to head to the dining hall for brunch. Lyan lingered a moment longer, watching them with a fond smile. They were more than just his companions—they were his family, each one unique and special in their own way. And together, they were building something truly extraordinary in Grafen.

As they made their way to the dining hall, the conversation turned to their plans for the day. Belle was excited about a new potion she wanted to experiment with, while Alina was eager to continue her sword training. Xena and Ravia chatted animatedly about a prank they were planning, and Josephine and Raine discussed the progress of the marketplace renovations.

Lyan listened with a smile, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction. Despite the challenges they faced, the future of Grafen looked bright. With their collective strength and determination, there was no doubt that they would overcome any obstacles in their path.

As they settled into their seats and began to enjoy a hearty brunch, Lyan raised his glass, a warm smile on his face. "To all of you," he began, his voice filled with affection. "Thank you for your hard work and dedication. Together, we’re building something truly special here in Grafen. And I couldn’t do it without each and every one of you."

The room was filled with cheers and clinking glasses as everyone raised their drinks in a toast. The atmosphere was lively and filled with laughter, a testament to the strong bonds they had formed.

After brunch, they began discussing the next steps for the city’s development. Lyan shared his thoughts on further strengthening the city’s defenses, including upgrading the watchtowers and training more militia. Belle talked about the importance of continuing their research and experimentation, while Alina emphasized the need for ongoing training and drills.

As the conversation continued, they also discussed the importance of fostering a sense of community within Grafen. Josephine suggested organizing a festival to celebrate their progress and bring the townspeople together. Raine proposed establishing more social programs to support those in need, and Ravia talked about the potential for cultural events and performances.

Lyan listened intently, appreciating the wealth of ideas and insights. "These are all great suggestions," he said, nodding thoughtfully. "Let’s prioritize them and start planning. We have a lot of work ahead of us, but with everyone contributing, I know we can make it happen."

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