Chapter 605: Come and add an hour
In the bathroom.
Lorne leaned lazily on the porphyry steps, the warm pool water washing over his skin, bringing a comfortable touch.
The long-lost relaxation made him involuntarily close his eyes and let out a pleasant moan.
But as a burst of footsteps came in, he had to stop enjoying it and looked back:
"I've already said it, I don't want female slaves, and I don't want male slaves either, you guys..."
The voice stopped abruptly. Luo En saw the figure coming out of the mist and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise on his face:
"Cassandra? Why are you here?"
"I heard that the servants failed to serve you well, so I came to see you."
As she spoke, the priestess knelt by the pool, picked up a silver basin filled with warm water, and poured it on Lorne's back.
Then, she picked up an ivory scraper beside her and patiently and carefully scraped away the water stains and sweat on the back of the god in front of her.
As the curvy body rose and fell, the two plump fruits shook up and down in the loose bathrobe, making Loen dizzy for a moment.
"I can do this kind of thing myself."
He coughed dryly, trying to decline Cassandra's offer.
But the priestess not only did not leave, but said seriously:
"I am your priest, and it is my duty to serve you. Moreover, you saved Troy as promised, and you have done me and my family a great favor. Although you did not ask for anything in return, how can I forget this? Now that I have the rare honor to meet you again, please let me do what I can to relieve your fatigue from the journey."
For this lord, saving Troy and giving those poor people who were caught in the trap of fate a way out was just a simple task. But for a priestess like herself who had foreseen the future, being able to change the tragic fate of the death of her relatives and the destruction of her kingdom and win a perfect ending was simply the most precious gift from God in the world.
Therefore, Cassandra has always wanted to return this kindness.
But her identity as a descendant of gods and her talent for prophecy might have some value to ordinary people, but to an origin god who controls four ages of gods, they are almost worthless.
At the moment, bathing the god as a servant to relieve his physical and mental fatigue is one of the few things she can do. Naturally, she is unwilling to give up easily.
Hearing the earnestness and hope in Cassandra's words, Loen could not refuse too much and could only nod and agree, just to enjoy the luxurious upper-class life.
With the approval of her own Lord God, a smile appeared on Cassandra's face.
She then put down the scraper in her hand, clenched her fair hands into fists, and imitated the techniques of the slave girls in her memory, rhythmically tapping the shoulders and back of the god's neck, massaging and combing it.
Hmm...comfortable...
This environment and configuration really give it the feeling of a top-notch health club...
Lorne couldn't help but moan, stretching his body further.
Cassandra was greatly encouraged by this and worked even harder to serve her own god.
The white jade-like fingers and palms gathered and separated, tapping and kneading along the texture of Luo En's muscles. The just right force made the stagnant blood flow and the stiff joints vibrate, and all the internal organs began to become active.
It has to be said that when it comes to studying, the descendants of gods are indeed very talented.
After Cassandra's several simple adjustments, her massage technique went from being clumsy to being proficient, and she was even able to incorporate divine power into it without any instruction, dredging the meridians, lubricating the joints, and regulating the internal organs just right.
After a heartfelt service, Luo En felt like he was lying in a soft cloud. A comfortable tingling sensation spread from the top of his head all the way to his tailbone. All the pores in his body opened up, refreshingly welcoming the breeze from all directions:
“It’s a great experience, thank you.”
Luo En stretched his arms and looked behind him with a friendly smile on his face.
"Also, thank you for your hard work..."
"As long as you are satisfied."
Cassandra wiped the sweat from her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
It is indeed not an easy job to relax the body for a god. Even though she is a descendant of a god, she is physically exhausted.
Moreover, she didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the temperature in the bathroom didn’t change, but her body was feeling hot.
Especially when she saw her Lord God's smooth and crystal back, well-proportioned muscles, and handsome and charming profile, she actually had the urge to pounce on him and take a bite.
How could I have such an idea?
So weird…
Cassandra shook her head, trying to dispel the thoughts that kept churning in her mind.
"I haven't tried bath salts and essential oils yet. If it's convenient, please help me apply them."
The call in her ear interrupted Cassandra's thoughts.
As he was speaking, Lorne had already walked out of the bathtub wearing a bathrobe, and lay down on a warm alabaster bathtub, closing his eyes and waiting for new service.
As we all know, extra time is a must when visiting a club.
Especially after experiencing Cassandra's high-quality service, Lorne has completely put himself into the role of a guest, ready to take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy himself to the end.
"Oh, okay, wait a moment."
The priestess came back to her senses and nodded repeatedly, then took out the remaining half bottle of essential oil and a portion of bath salt from the bamboo basket handed to her from the hole in the wall.
This bottle seems to be different from the one she sent?
"Are you ready?"
"I'll be right there."
Cassandra quickly stopped thinking and responded to the call.
Then she picked up the bamboo basket and walked quickly to the bathing bed.
Opening the bottle cap, the priestess poured the dark red essential oil into her palm and then evenly smeared it on the back of her god.
The rich scent of roses mixed with some kind of male-specific body odor filled the air, and Cassandra sniffed unconsciously.
The accumulated heat in my heart seemed to have touched a spark of dry wood and was instantly ignited, causing my eyes to become dazed.
"What are you doing?"
A voice with a hint of surprise reached her ears, and Cassandra woke up with a startle.
But she found that she had sat on the back of a certain god without knowing when, and her hands were wandering erratically on those perfect muscles.
Cassandra's throat moved unconsciously, and she answered in a mysterious way:
“It’s more convenient to apply essential oils in this location.”
"Oh, okay, don't take too long."
Lorne believed it and continued to lie on his stomach.
However, he soon discovered that something seemed wrong.
The priestess not only rode on his waist, but her entire upper body also gradually pressed against him, like a water snake wrapping around its prey, tightening against his body, rubbing their skin closely against each other.
Is this a chargeable item?
I don't think I've ever ordered this...
Luo En's heart skipped a beat and he quickly turned around to look behind him.
However, the originally intellectual and elegant priestess now had a dazed look in her eyes, her pupils were filled with pink mist, her cheeks were as rosy as peaches, her skin was emitting a scorching temperature, and her bulging blood vessels seemed to be flowing with hot magma.
In this situation, there is no doubt that he was emotional.
And the reason...
Luo En twitched his nose and quickly found the culprit in the bamboo basket.
——Half a bottle of rose essential oil left.
Not only are there some drugs added to it that can help men and women have sex, it's also blessed by the power of the god of love.
Of course, it's just diluted regular stuff.
As the God of Origin, Loen had already developed a good drug resistance due to being exploited in various ways by the crazy women around him, so he was naturally not affected by these little things.
But Cassandra was just a descendant of God, and was far from being immune to the power of the god of love.
As a result, after the priestess inadvertently absorbed a lot of medicinal power, she inevitably fell.
Seeing that Cassandra had lowered her head and was moving her mouth on his shoulders and muscles, Lorne quickly pried free the octopus that was wrapped around his body, summoned the divine power of purification, and reached out to pat the other's cheek.
"Hey, wake up!"
Cassandra, who was in a daze, suddenly realized that she was in such a disgusting state, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment:
"Sir, how can I..."
"It has nothing to do with you. There is something wrong with this essential oil. It has been blessed by the power of the god of love, and you have been deceived. Fortunately, you are not deeply affected. I should be able to purify it."
Luo En first tried to comfort her, then he coughed and reminded her,
"But can you get off me first?"
Cassandra looked embarrassed and hastily loosened her arms and legs and fell to the ground.
As the two sides successfully separated, Loen breathed a sigh of relief, and his half-bent back straightened slightly.
He had just been tempted by a group of wet female slaves, and now a female priest came to him to entangle him in death at close range. He was not made of wood, so it was inevitable that his desire would be aroused.
Fortunately, the stuff in the bathhouse is not pure enough and not high-end enough, so there is still a chance to put the brakes on.
If he came across those genuine miracle drugs and the power of the god of love, he would probably be helpless.
Just as Lorne was about to activate the power of purification and reach out his hand to dispel the drug power in Cassandra's body, the priestess's eyes flashed and she dodged sideways:
"My lord, it's better not to do that."
"Um?"
Cassandra bit her lip, looked at the bathrobe that was propped up on her Lord God, and said softly:
"You don't have to work so hard, I can help you..."
Luo En was slightly stunned and subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But before he could open his mouth, the agile Cassandra had already knelt down, tore open the barrier, and offered a pious prayer to her gods and the savior of Troy.
At this moment, facing such a sincere believer, Loen's reason was instantly conquered, and he couldn't help but begin to blend between spirituality and divinity, and body and body.
~~
After several hours, the priestess who had devoted herself to God finally reached the moment of release.
With the relief of completing her mission, Cassandra tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep, her face full of fatigue from the conquest.
It's just to repay a favor, there's no need to fight so hard, right?
Lorne sighed, pulled a clean bathrobe from the alcove, and gently covered Cassandra with it.
I still remember that when they first met, after learning that he had the ability to change the fate of Troy's demise, the priestess boldly and proactively took off all her clothes, intending to use herself as an object to exchange for a better future for her country, blood relatives and tribesmen.
Out of pity and respect, he responded to Cassandra's request, but rejected her first offer of sex.
I didn't expect that after thousands of years, after going around in circles, I still couldn't refuse this second thank you.
Of course, he also knew that Cassandra's dedication was more about gratitude than emotion, and rationality than selfishness.
So, last time it was to let me eliminate Troy’s disaster, and this time it is to let me continue Rome’s glory?
"In fact, even if you don't sacrifice yourself, I will do the same..."
Lorne lowered his head and whispered softly,
"The future of the country and the nation is not something you should shoulder alone. You should learn from your elder brother Hector and let go when you should. Don't make yourself too tired."
A kiss gently fell on the priestess's forehead. After the god cast a barrier, he turned around and left quietly.
As the bathroom door closed, a pair of bright eyes slowly opened in the misty water vapor.
Cassandra smelled the scent of roses on her body and a faint smile appeared on her face.
My Lord, you guessed wrong.
This is not a painful sacrifice, but a joyful choice.
As her thoughts surged, Cassandra couldn't help but think of Apollo, the god of light who had tried to woo her but failed but was helpless.
She can serve the country, but in her own way, and no one can easily force her to do something she doesn't want to do.
The same goes for gods.
As for why I am so willing to please you...
Cassandra looked at the closed bathroom door and smiled.
You say I carry too much, and so do you.
What I bear is only the fate of the country and the nation, but you bear the responsibility of four whole worlds.
Only under your wings can we, the tiny mortals, find a place to rest and breathe.
The priestess murmured and sniffed the lingering fragrance in the air, hugged the bathrobe tightly in her arms, stretched her body lazily in the warm steam, and fell asleep in an extremely relaxed posture.
That dream was so sweet and comfortable.
~~
At this time, in front of the counter.
The fat boss saw that a distinguished guest holding the Quirinus emblem had come out of the bath, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face:
"Sir, are you satisfied with our service?"
Lorne rolled his eyes and threw the empty bottle of rose essential oil to the fat boss:
"Just focus on your work and don't do these unnecessary things next time."
"Okay, you taught me a lesson."
The fat boss nodded in agreement on the surface, but he was secretly complaining in his heart.
You said you were not allowed to use it, but ended up using up the entire bottle, and you still say you’re not lustful?
You nobles, you obviously like this, but you still want to put on a moral label for yourself.
After secretly complaining for a few words, the fat boss showed his utmost service spirit and asked carefully:
"Sir, the five people who were traveling with you haven't come out yet. Do you want to rest in the VIP room or go to the library?"
"Is there a library in the bathhouse?"
"Of course, we have the most extensive collection of books here."
The fat boss answered proudly, and told the distinguished guest in front of him the history of the book collection of the Hero Bathhouse.
In fact, libraries have always been another important function of Roman baths.
From today's perspective, reading in a bathhouse seems a little unbelievable, but in ancient Rome, the books collected in baths were generally precious ancient books.
Because there were no public libraries in the modern sense in ancient Rome. If ordinary people wanted to read a book, they had to either buy it themselves or borrow it from others. In addition, they could also go to the bathhouse and look up information in the library at the bathhouse.
According to later archaeological discoveries, libraries were found in the baths of Roman emperors Trajan, Caracalla and Diocletian. Their baths often had several rooms with niches in the walls, which were deep enough to hold ancient scrolls and books.
Reading in the bath?
Loen immediately became interested. After telling the fat boss not to let anyone disturb the four little ones and Cassandra in the bathroom, he followed the servant's instructions, walked through the long corridor, and came to the library at the other end of the bathhouse.
The situation inside was just as the fat boss had described, with many rare books collected in niches of varying sizes.
However, few people read books.
After all, those who can come to this bathhouse are either rich or noble, and most of them come for enjoyment rather than for reading and thinking.
What book should I read?
Just as Lorne was muttering to the wall of books, a gentle voice came from behind him:
"What is the content that interests you, my Lord?"
Lorne turned around and looked behind him.
He was a sturdy middle-aged man, with high cheekbones like mountain ridges, deep eye sockets with hawk-like gray-green pupils, and a few wrinkles at the end of his eyes. His prematurely bald forehead had a marble luster, and his thin black hair on both sides was like laurel branches hanging down from a triumphal ceremony, carefully combed back to hide the erosion of time. The knife-like nasolabial folds extended from the hooked nose to the tight jaw, cutting the whole face into a rigid geometric shape. The slender neck protruded with strong tendons, and the five knuckles were thick with obvious traces of holding swords.
And in those lively eyes, there would occasionally be a flash of mercenary and shrewdness.
As expected of a [Heroes' Bathhouse] that serves the descendants of gods and warriors, even the servants who manage the books have an elegant demeanor.
Luo En thought for a moment and said:
"I want to see the current Roman code and the genealogy of the seven clans."
The bald middle-aged man walked forward a few steps, stretched out his arm, smiled, took out the corresponding book from the niche on the side, and said:
"These should meet your requirements."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. The loan fee is 2 silver Hera."
Loen took out two silver Heras and handed them to the middle-aged man, then took the book and went to a secluded corner to read it.
I have to say that this librarian has some knowledge. The books he selected are very up to standard and very profound.
It was a rare opportunity for him to calm down and read, and Loen was inadvertently absorbed in the reading.
It was not until nightfall that Cassandra woke up and came with the four little ones who had just finished bathing. Only then did he put down the book in his hand with a sense of reluctance.
After being nourished, the priestess's expression lost its former immaturity and revealed a hint of charming maturity.
Lorne coughed lightly, retracted his gaze, and handed the book in his hand to Cassandra:
"Please pack up the ones you haven't finished reading and take them with you. The two silver Hera coins for borrowing the books can't be wasted."
"Reading fee?"
Cassandra was surprised when she heard this.
"Sir, aren't all the books in the bathhouse free?"
Loen was stunned and looked around, only to find that the balding middle-aged man who had been enthusiastically looking for books for him before had disappeared.
Suddenly, enlightenment came to his mind, and his face turned dark.
——I got cheated!
(End of this chapter)
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