章節 393: Fifth Circle I

At the emergence of the system notification, Altair muttered, "Intestering."

"Did you say something?" Elena asked, staring at the bed as if she wanted to sit down but did not have the courage. She could just about hear the scolding remarks from Elder Yorke. She looked at Altair, but he did not seem to notice. Lost in his world. She quickly flushed when she saw him begin to take off his tunic. 

Shyness turned to anger as she demanded. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" 

Altair only glanced at her. They had been on the road and in the wilderness for countless days. Even if he could cleanse himself with magic, it could not beat a warm bath to soothe away his aching muscles and joints. Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Altair could feel his body crying out for his hot spring back in the Palace of Sygian, even if they were always in a perfect state of being.