Amon, The Legendary Overlord

[Fear +1]

[Fear +1]

[Gene +1]

[Lightning +2]

Sometime later, when the effects of the medicinal bath had faded, Amon's eyes gently opened.

-Innate Level 2-

Fear Genetics: 9

Gene: 16

Lightning Gene: Level 11

Releasing a deep sigh, Amon analyzed the results, murmuring to himself: 'Not bad...'

In fact, it was more than satisfactory. Not only was his recovery completely concluded thanks to the medicinal bath, but there was also a significant increase in his genetics. Although it was not an extraordinary advancement, it was still praiseworthy progress.

At this moment, Mabel's eyes also opened. A sparkle of joy was evident in her gaze. It seemed that her meditation also yielded satisfactory results.

As both got up from the medicinal tub, Bianca approached, bringing with her soft towels.

"Thank you~" Mabel thanked in a softer tone than usual, taking the towel with a smile.

"Thank you." Amon echoed the thanks and, before he could add anything else, he was surprised by a passionate kiss from Bianca.

Bianca, who explored the whole mouth of her beloved, pulled away with a satisfied smile, licking her lips with a look full of passion and a seductive smile. She whispered: "It's a pleasure for me~~"

"!!!" Mabel, who watched everything, blushed intensely. She had witnessed demonstrations of love before and was by no means naive, but the way Bianca had acted, was devilishly provocative.

"Are you hungry?" Bianca asked, returning to a more formal posture, looking at both.

"Yes," Amon responded, nodding his head.

"Mm," Mabel nodded timidly, still a bit embarrassed.

It was known that, although Mabel resided here as a guest, she shared a close relationship with Professor Kaia of UGRG University, a friend of Bianca. Due to this connection, the reservations to attend Bianca's prestigious restaurant were sold out until next year. Even her other businesses, like chocolate making, were booming.

Overall, the value of her stocks tripled, a growth that many envied, but were unable to replicate. After all, how could they forge a relationship with an individual of Overlord status, like Professor Kaia, who stood out for her Elemental Genetic Rune?

Obviously, not!

Especially considering someone like Mabel, the adored granddaughter of Kaia. It was no exaggeration to say that many had already tried to approach Kaia through Mabel, but all failed in their attempts, with some even meeting a tragic end due to their excesses.

After Mabel and Amon finished changing, they headed to the living room.

In the room, Bianca had already ordered the meal to be prepared. They didn't have to wait long until the food was delivered after a knock on the door.

Amon went to the cupboard to get dishes and cutlery.

Soon, the three began to serve themselves.

"How are you feeling, Amon?" Bianca asked, after serving her plate and being ready to start eating.

Amon, who was also ready to eat, held the cutlery and turned to Bianca. A subtle smile appeared on his face: "I'm feeling very well now, thanks to you."

Bianca continued to smile with an air of contentment, her gaze lighting up at Amon's response and the charming smile he returned. "Eat a lot and get strong. You might need that strength later, you know..." She said in a playful tone, but behind her tease, there was a grain of truth.

Mabel did not understand immediately, but when the implication of Bianca's words hit her, her cheeks tinted a deep red.

She was not prudish, yet, she could not ignore the fact that she was an innocent young girl with no experience in romantic relationships. As for men, Amon was the only person of the opposite sex she had ever been close with. However, even these moments left her somewhat disconcerted.

Certainly, she was not complaining. However, sometimes, the sensation of embarrassment invaded her, especially when being in a bikini in front of him. She was not used to showing so much of herself, especially to a man.

The conversation continued during the meal, covering various topics.

Amon started, "How's the chocolate business going, Bianca? With the increase in stocks, you must be quite busy, right?"

Bianca shrugged, with a carefree smile. "It's a business like any other. Things are going well, thanks to a competent team that's behind the day-to-day operation."

Mabel, recovering from her sudden blush, also chimed in. "Bianca, since we're talking about your chocolate business, I was curious... have you thought about expanding into other sweets or confectionery?"

Bianca thought for a moment, with an intrigued smile. "Hmmm, that's an interesting idea. I hadn't thought of it before, but it's definitely worth considering."

Then, the conversation shifted to the recent advancements of Amon and Mabel in meditation, the challenges faced, the small victories, and the mutual support they were providing each other. The afternoon proceeded at this calm and pleasant pace, filled with laughter and sharing.

While the relaxed conversation flowed in the dining room, complemented by occasional laughter, Barbara and the other girls were still in the training room, focused on merging their genetic factors with their respective spellbooks.

It's worth noting that, even after they finished this step, they would need to stabilize their progress, if possible. In this sense, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to dedicate a few more hours to ensure complete evolution.

The conversation between Amon, Bianca, and Mabel continued to flow easily and carefree.

"You know, Bianca," Mabel began, "I'm impressed by how you balance so many different roles - a successful businesswoman, and a formidable warrior."

Bianca let out a laugh. "Thank you, Mabel. But believe me, it's not so hard when you do what you love."

The conversation shifted to the recent evolution of their abilities and the challenges they were facing. Amon and Mabel exchanged ideas about their training techniques, while Bianca listened and contributed with advice and her own experiences.

Just as the conversation began to discuss future training plans, the door to the living room opened. One of the girls, Ariel, with a hungry yet satisfied expression, appeared at the entrance. Her arrival signaled the end of the meditation period in the training room.