"Shall we go now?"
"If it’s convenient for you." Eve nodded:
"Mother has arranged a specialized spacecraft, and we can depart immediately."
Her eyes carried a sense of anticipation:
"And on the way, I wish to... offer you some small relief from the fatigue you’ve experienced during this time."
......
The Crown Clan’s dedicated spacecraft was hovering over the top platform of the observation station.
The ship’s resting area was designed to be extremely comfortable, with soft leather sofas that automatically adjusted to the shape of the passenger.
The gentle lighting created a relaxing atmosphere.
Once the spacecraft smoothly took off, Eve gently walked to Ron’s side: "Master, please relax on the sofa."
She lightly patted the soft cushion placed on the sofa, anticipation evident in her eyes.
This was a notably comfortable resting corner, with the angle of the cushion meticulously adjusted to allow complete relaxation.
Eve herself sat at the other end of the sofa, her hands already emitting a gentle glow of magic power.
"Franka recently taught me some special massage techniques."
She explained, with a slightly shy expression: "It’s said to be effective in relieving mental fatigue."
Seeing the girl’s slightly nervous but expectant expression, Ron felt touched in his heart.
"Then I won’t be polite."
He half-reclined on the cushion, resting his head on Eve’s lap.
The girl’s body trembled slightly, clearly nervous about this intimate contact.
But soon, she adjusted her mindset, cautiously placing both hands near Ron’s temples.
"Please relax, Master."
She said softly, her fingertips beginning to emit gentle waves of magic power:
"This technique requires magic power guidance and can directly affect the spiritual level."
When Eve’s fingers began to press gently, Ron immediately felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.
The girl’s magic power was as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a special purification quality.
It flowed along Ron’s spiritual paths, gradually dissolving the accumulated fatigue and stress.
"This feeling..."
Ron was surprised to discover that Eve’s magic power contained an extremely rare quality.
It was the "healing" essence refined from experiencing tremendous pain, possessing a powerful mental soothing effect.
"How is it? Is it uncomfortable?"
Eve cautiously asked, her amethyst-like eyes full of concern.
"Very comfortable."
Ron closed his eyes, savoring this rare moment of relaxation:
"Your magic power qualities are special, having a natural healing attribute."
Hearing this assessment, a happy smile appeared on Eve’s face:
"Really? Mother said the same. She said my current magic power is purer than before, more suited for assisting magic."
Her technique became more skillful, her fingertips accurately wandering between Ron’s acupoints.
Every press was just right, relieving fatigue without causing any discomfort.
"Master..."
After a while, Eve gently spoke, her tone carrying a hint of probing:
"I’ve heard that the situation in the Central Lands has become... quite complex?"
This question prompted Ron to open his eyes and look at the girl.
"What are you worried about?" he asked in return.
"I’m worried you might get caught up in something dangerous."
Eve’s voice became gentler, but her concern was exceptionally genuine:
"Although I don’t really understand politics, I can sense that everyone’s gaze towards you has changed recently."
She paused, a pained expression in her eyes:
"And... Mother’s condition has also been quite poor lately. I can feel a... terrifying change in her."
This keen observation surprised Ron.
Though young, Eve’s special status in the Crown Clan allowed her access to information unavailable to others.
"When do you think this change started?"
He continued to inquire, seeking more details.
"It started quite early but has become more pronounced recently."
Eve furrowed her brow, trying hard to recall:
"Especially after my healing, although Mother seemed happy on the surface, I could feel a deep-seated... chaos within her."
The girl’s fingers gently caressed his temples like feathers.
The magic power with healing qualities trickled like a gentle stream, gradually dispelling accumulated mental fatigue.
"Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore..."
"Actually, I’ve recently used my heir privileges to look up some information you might be interested in."
Eve’s voice was as soft as silk, somewhat smugly stating:
"After I fully recovered, Mother activated the special privileges for me as the heir of the Crown Clan. Now I can access a lot of information previously out of reach."
Ron slightly opened his eyes, looking at the girl’s face, slightly flushed with excitement.
"Tell me."
He closed his eyes again, continuing to enjoy this rare moment of relaxation.
"First is the latest ranking changes in the New Star Plan."
While continuing the massage, Eve lowered her voice:
"Although Uphemia’s academic results were not as expected this time, her Abyss combat records were quite impressive."
The girl’s fingers walked precisely between Ron’s acupoints, every press perfectly executed:
"According to the record, she has been able to survive steadily in the Abyss Fourth Layer, with her magic power approaching the critical point of Moon Level. Moreover..."
Eve paused, her tone carrying a sense of awe:
"She successfully created a bloodline puppet of Moon Level, which she named ’Blood Bride.’ This Blood Bride, in cooperation with those blood demon puppets under her control, showed remarkably formidable combat strength."