Washing feet was actually not a difficult task, especially when he was holding a pair of smooth and delicate feet in his hands. Instead, it was more like a kind of enjoyment. Meg recalled the techniques of the ladies who had massaged him in the past and tried to make himself appear more professional.
Perhaps it was the warm water or the hands rubbing her feet that were a little naughty, but Irina's face flushed red and tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.
"I didn't expect that apart from cooking, he would also be so comfortable washing feet. Looks like I'll have to ask him to massage more in the future." Irina looked at Meg, and her heart secretly rippled. The hands holding her feet were so gentle and strong, and seemed to be even hotter than the water. When they slid across her skin, it brought about a tingling electric shock, making her want to break free, but also indulge in it.
"Alright, add some hot water and soak for a while." After massaging for who knew how long, Meg released his hands and gently lifted her feet out of the water. He then poured in some hot water to maintain the temperature of the water at a comfortable and pleasant temperature.
"Is it over?" Only then did Irina recover from her enjoyment. When her feet were placed in the warm water, her whole body felt relaxed. It was even more comfortable than being brushed by life magic.
"Little Amy, it's your turn to wash your feet." Meg held up Amy's little feet. The little one's feet were only the size of two or three of his thumbs. They were white and tender, but couldn't withstand massaging, so after a little washing, he let her soak comfortably in the water again.
The fragrance of roses filled the room, and the family of three and the cat huddled together to watch the cat and the mouse, laughing non-stop.
…
"If the Bartoli Family doesn't want another son to die, they better give up on the idea of me remarrying. Otherwise, I will use my own method to reject this marriage alliance!" In a dusky castle, Camilla stood in the middle of the main hall, looking up at the tall and thin vampire dressed in black sitting on the high seat. Her voice was cold and resolute.
The wall lamp shone with scarlet light. The wind blew in through the narrow window, and the red light swayed slightly. It was as strange as the blood in the crystal goblet in the hand of the vampire sitting on the high throne.
The vampire stopped swirling the wine glass in his hand. He looked at Camilla with his blue eyes and said apologetically, "Camilla, you know that the Bartoli family is the most powerful family among the vampires. They even have an ancestor. If you refuse to marry Nox, the Bartoli family will join the war camp, and the vampires will face division. Then, we won't be able to maintain our position as one of the top ten families. "
"In order to maintain your laughable reputation and status, you want me to marry again? Ha, father, have you forgotten what you said when you forced me to marry Noxis? Other than a marriage tool, what am I to you? "Camilla looked at her father, the vampire patriarch, Maynard, with a mocking expression.
An unnatural expression flashed across Maynard's face. After a moment of silence, he said, "You know, Noxis and Nox both liked you back then. Noxis died in an accident, and Nox has become the only successor of the Bartoli family. If you marry him, you will receive the support of the Bartoli family and our family. Perhaps one day, you will become the first queen of the vampire family."
"Become a queen because of my husband's death?" Camilla's expression became more and more mocking.
"You know, sometimes we have to sacrifice in order to get what we want."
"I don't want to be sacrificed twice." A pair of wings appeared on Camilla's back. She flapped her wings and flew towards the entrance of the main hall.
Maynard raised his hand, and a dim light screen appeared at the entrance of the main hall.
Camilla bumped into it, but was bounced back.
"I'm sorry, Camilla. I have to do this for the family." Maynard's voice sounded, and he suddenly appeared behind Camilla. He raised his hand and patted the back of her neck.
Camilla's eyes were wide open, and she slowly collapsed to the ground.
"Inform the Bartoli family that Camilla has returned. Ask them to bring their sincerity to marry her," Maynard said coldly as he carried Camilla in his arms.
…
"Found it!"
In the fiery red magma, Sargeras saw a long token floating in the magma. His eyes lit up. A circle of empty space formed around the token. It was like a bubble that isolated the magma from the token.
Sargeras dived down, and swam towards the token quickly.
The temperature of the magma in the depths of the volcano was enough to melt steel. Sargeras' clothes had already turned into ashes, and the magma on the surface of his body was flowing wildly. His body had also turned red.
Sargeras, who was infinitely close to 9th-tier, also felt that his body was reaching its limit.
However, the Holy Fire Token was within reach. He should be the lava demon who was the closest to it in the past few hundred years. His eyes lit up, and the magma on the surface of his body flowed faster again. He reached into the bubble without hesitation, and grabbed the token.
It was a golden token that was half a meter long. It was narrow and triangular, and was engraved with complicated runes. There was a symbol of the lava demons at the top.
"Chi …"
When Sargeras grabbed the seemingly cold token, he instantly felt a terrifying temperature that made his soul tremble.
Even the magma didn't hurt him, but the token in his hand was already smoking. As a lava demon, he hadn't felt the pain of being scalded for a long time. The pain from his palm and fingers felt as if they were about to melt.
However, Sargeras didn't retract his hand. Instead, he gripped the token even harder.
The Holy Fire Token was one of the three holy items of the lava demons.
The other two holy items had already been lost. If the lava demons wanted to rise again, the Holy Fire Token was their only hope.
Sargeras knew that even though he was close to 9th-tier, the lava demons were still a very weak race on the Demon Islands.
He had to let the Holy Fire Token reappear in the world and remove the seals and shackles on them.
The burning pain lasted for a long time. Even a man of steel like Sargeras felt as if his soul was being burned.
At that moment, a cold feeling came from the Holy Fire Token, and traveled along Sargeras' arm to his entire body. All the burning and hot feelings disappeared instantly. Meg, who was in the boiling magma, suddenly felt as if he was soaking in warm water.
"This is …?" Sargeras was slightly taken aback when he saw the Holy Fire Token glowing with golden light in his palm. Suddenly, a golden light flew out from the Holy Fire Token and entered between his brows. His eyes suddenly became hollow. His soul seemed to have been sucked into a mysterious place, and a mysterious bubble enveloped him.
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