Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?
Chapter 189 - 93 Cooling Down

Chapter 189: Chapter 93 Cooling Down

The cold wind howled outside, and inside... it was as cold as ice.

Aske lay bored, staring at the layer of earth above his head. Although he was now awake, his body remained exceptionally fragile.

Especially since his skin had sustained extensive burns, which would have resulted in infection and death for most people.

Possessing a level 5 robust physical ability, the burns had actually become the least serious of his afflictions. All he needed to do was to stay still and await the lengthy process of self-healing.

Self-healing was not a pleasant sensation; all the burned areas of skin felt tingling and numb, as if millions of little insects were burrowing under the skin.

However, Aske being a man of strong resolve, did not complain or scream or anything like that.

Medea moved closer to him.

"I’m a bit cold," she explained with a playful smile when she saw Aske look over at her.

"You could start a fire," Aske said.

"But then it would be too hot," Medea replied, her words as smooth as silk.

God damn it, too hot... Aske thought, speechless. But he was well aware of what Medea was up to, so he didn’t say anything.

It wasn’t until Medea’s face almost touched his that he couldn’t help but speak again:

"What do you want?"

"I want to look at your face," Medea said unabashedly, lying on the dirty ground hands under her chin, gazing intently at his face.

"Do I have something on my face?" Aske asked, clearly annoyed.

"No, but you look very handsome," Medea said with a smile, poking his face with her finger. "I heard that the Achilles family has blood from the Dragon Country in the Far East, is that right? Does that mean you’re mixed-blood?"

"’Mixed-blood’ isn’t exactly a compliment," Aske said.

"It’s okay, I’m also mixed-blood," Medea replied. "Moreover, I’m a mix of Enchanting Demon and human bloodlines, which is even broader than yours. By the way, do you know what an Enchanting Demon is?"

"Are you referring to the original Enchanting Demons from Purgatory or specifically those humans mixed with Enchanting Demon genes?"

"Of course, the latter," Medea said. "Did you know? Enchanting Demons have exceptionally strong abilities in ’that’ department. Even after suppressing their bloodline, they can actively control whether their body conceives or not. If they wish, it’s a hit every time. If not, tens of thousands of times won’t matter."

I really don’t want to discuss physiological issues with you... Aske remained silent.

"I want to try," Medea continued, pressing her face closer, her breath sweet.

"How do you want to try?" Aske asked, looking at her blankly.

"Don’t be mean!" Medea coquettishly retorted. "Can’t you understand?"

"I understand," Aske said. "If you have too much energy, I’ll have you run three extra laps next time we train."

Medea: ...

"See, I got rejected, just as I expected," Medusa’s taunting voice echoed in her mind.

"Shut up!" Medea snapped, annoyed and flustered. "If it weren’t for his condition, I would have forced myself on him already!"

"Are you sure you won’t go ahead with it?" Medusa scoffed. "Just so you know, once he fully regains his ability to move, you’re not going to have another chance like this to do as you please."

This made Medea hesitate again. Whether to win over his body or his heart was indeed a question.

In the end, she made up her mind: "It doesn’t matter, there’s plenty of time in the future. I’m not lacking confidence in my own charms; why rush at this very moment?"

"You’ll regret it," Medusa said.

"Of course not," Medea replied haughtily.

"Are you two done talking?" Aske asked.

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand," Medea pretended to be confused.

"How are the others?" Aske continued to ask.

"I don’t know," Medea replied. "It seems we’ve fallen into a valley. This is a cave nearby I found to take shelter from the cold wind outside."

"Cold wind?"

"Snow has started to fall outside," Medea explained. "The temperature is dropping sharply."

Aske pondered for a moment and said, "The North Wind’s Axe has been touched."

"Do you mean," Medea’s thinking was also sharp, "the snowfall and cooling outside are all caused by that North Wind’s Axe?"

"In fact, the entire abnormal climate of Taigetes Mountain is caused by the North Wind’s Axe," Aske said slowly. "We don’t know who touched the North Wind’s Axe to cause the outside temperature to deteriorate so rapidly... it is probably the Snow Monsters, but it’s hard to say."

"In the bullet pouch on my waist, I have herbs for treating external injuries, help me take them out."

So Medea searched through his pouch, found the pre-chewed pile of herbs, then carefully removed his Lock Armor to reveal his robust body.

Thanks to the Level 5 physical strength, Aske’s body appeared lean, but in reality, his muscles were exceptionally firm and resilient, with perfect streamlining.

Medea swallowed hard as she watched, then gently dissolved the herbs with the snow on the ground and evenly spread it on the areas that were raw from burns.

"Alright," Aske said, "help me put the Lock Armor back on."

"Are you leaving?" Medea said incredulously. "Hey! Don’t force yourself, your body is still fragile, why not rest a little longer?"

If I stay here any longer, you’ll eat me up. Aske glanced at her expressionlessly and said indifferently,

"If we can’t deal with that axe, do you believe the temperature will continue to drop and we’ll all freeze to death in the mountains in a few days?"

"Really?" Medea said, astonished, but her expression showed she believed it to an extent.

After all, these were the squad leader’s own words.

"We need to find the others quickly," Aske said, pushing his way through the accumulated snow in the tunnel.

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It’s so cold outside.

That was Aske’s first feeling after stepping out.

After all, both the Cotton Armor on his body and the fur coat over the Cotton Armor had been burned off by Medea’s flames.

Even more troubling, he had lost his Longsword in the process of rescuing Medea.

"Aren’t you cold?" Medea followed him out and asked.

"Cold," Aske responded.

Hmph, Medea thought to herself, taking off her fur coat, "Here, wear this."

"Alright," Aske nodded and draped the fur over his Lock Armor.

"Eh? You’re really not shy, are you?" Medea exclaimed in surprise.

"You have the Flame Ability," Aske replied concisely.

Medea:......

That’s right, she could summon flames at any time, so naturally, she didn’t need to worry about the cold.

"Slow down!" Seeing Aske pick up the pace, Medea hurriedly chased after him from behind.

"We’re running out of time," Aske said.

"If it really doesn’t work out, we might as well give up on that axe," Medea suggested. "It’s not like we absolutely have to resolve this mutation."

"Of course, I know what I’m doing," Aske said.

Seeing him completely disregard her opinion, Medea was a bit angry.

But, recalling the scenes she had seen from Aske’s memories, she felt some relief and calmness.

After all, in the original "Iron and Fire," war almost became the main theme for the following decade or more. Whether it was civilians, nobles, or professional soldiers, the risk of being affected and killed by the war was frequent.

That’s why this man would carry the entire team on his shoulders and strive to run forward at all costs.

Only I understand his intentions and determination, and only I...

will accompany him on this journey.