Is Liya really important to him anymore?
Lia seemed particularly satisfied after hearing this answer.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and a gentle smile played on her lips.
"Alright, then I'll allow you to take a few days off."
She withdrew her fingers from Viktor's chest and deftly adjusted his loose robes with both hands, making them fit him slightly better.
At the same time, her gaze inadvertently caught a wisp of fox fur peeking out from under Viktor's hood.
Fox fur?
Despite some doubts, she didn't delve into it, recalling Victor's peculiar habit of keeping crows.
Lia remained calm and spoke gently to Victor:
"I've already prepared your room; you can find it as soon as you go in."
"It's getting dark, you should go back and rest."
"Oh, right."
Finally, Lia glanced at Viktor's clothes with some disdain, as if to say that Viktor had no taste in clothing.
"I really don't know where you got this tattered robe. I think your trench coat looks much better than it."
"Don't wear this dress again."
Viktor nodded, but did not immediately take off his robe.
As he turned around, his gaze fell on the vanilla plant beside him.
The other person seemed to be an outsider, blankly observing the interaction between the two.
Victor didn't say much, but simply gently activated the magic power within his body.
Swish—
A bright blue light array appeared beneath his feet, its patterns resembling twisted lines weaving along the edges of the array.
As the light grew brighter, Viktor's figure became indistinct, eventually dissipating into starlight and disappearing into the air.
It wasn't until Victor left that Vanilla suddenly realized:
"Oh, Lord..."
Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, Viktor had already vanished.
He didn't choose to comfort her, even though she was deliberately acting so angry.
Although, I was somewhat disappointed.
But just then, a gentle hand landed on her head and began to rub it carefully.
Vanilla paused for a moment, then looked up and saw Miss Lia gently stroking her head.
That care seemed to soothe all the unease in her heart.
Although Vanilla felt she was no longer a child,
But the feeling of being patted on the head is really great.
'Snoring—'
A satisfied snore rang out from her body, and Leah couldn't help but smile, her eyes narrowing.
"really."
It's still just a kitten that hasn't grown up yet.
I'm relieved now.
...
A mysterious, pale blue fluorescence slowly emerged in one of the rooms of the mansion.
A teleportation array-like light shone brightly, and dust-like starlight gradually gathered as magic flowed.
As magic accumulated, Victor, now wearing a hood, was rebuilt into a robust body from the light.
The room that Lia had meticulously prepared for him was immediately visible to Victor.
The room is simply decorated, surrounded by clean white walls, and the furniture is all carefully crafted from the wood that Victor prefers.
A large, soft bed was placed in the corner of the room, covered with a layer of white, soft velvet.
The desk was also there, filled with books.
The desktop is clean and tidy, bathed in warm sunlight.
Viktor stood there, thinking of the last words Lia had said to him.
Looking down at the loose robes he was wearing, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
Actually, he wanted to change back into his trench coat, but he had already given it to Coco.
Furthermore, Victor placed most of the power of the six Calamities into his trench coat.
Of course, that was still his own power.
Viktor can summon the power within that trench coat whenever he wants and put it on again.
But if we do that, it might be difficult to explain to Kokort.
After all, Viktor still needs her to continue working.
Moreover, there is another, self-evident reason for wearing this robe.
"Thankfully, Lia didn't make me take off my clothes right in front of her."
Victor stood in front of the mirror, removed his robes and put them into the player's inventory.
The robe then disintegrated into dense particles, drifting away through the window like sand and dust.
His own reflection was thus clearly visible in the mirror.
The first thing reflected in the mirror was a fluffy fox, quietly curled up on Victor's neck.
Those bright yellow eyes were fixed on Victor's reflection in the mirror, their light gleaming with excitement.
because.
Apart from that robe.
The rest.
Victor wasn't wearing any.
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