"What an odd measuring unit." Lith said with sarcasm. "Did you clean the place? And I mean deep cleaning?"
"Of course. Origin Flames and everything." Her answer made the couple sweat at the thought of the nights of passion that had taken place inside those walls to require such a drastic measure.
"The house is right beside a mana geyser so if you stand on it while focusing on the tower, you can call upon Solus at any moment." Salaark nonchalantly continued the tour. "If you want some company, this compass always points at my palace."
She handed Lith a small device the size of a penny.
"Also, two hundred kilometers in that direction there is the coastal city of Yrma. Excellent seafood and hospitable people, especially if you show them my seal." She handed to each one of them a silver coin embossed with Salaark's human and Phoenix form.
"Is there anything you need to know?" She asked, receiving a no for a reply. "Great, then I'll get out of your hair. Bye!"
Kamila stored the seal in her dimensional amulet and took another tour of the house on her own to familiarize herself with the place.
"Fine, show me those damn swimsuits." She said after noticing that Lith's gaze followed her like an abandoned puppy.
"Your wish is my command. I prepared several of them to give you plenty of choices." A wave of his hand made them appear on their bed.
The first was a one-piece swimsuit with no neckline that only left the legs and arms exposed. Then there was a bikini that covered the same amount of skin as comfortable underwear.
After that, they became risqué. One was partially see-through like lingerie, another was comprised of just three triangles with thin laces that covered solely the important parts, and the last one looked like suspenders joined at one end.
"Who in their right mind would ever wear this thing? I'd rather go around naked!" She said in outrage.
"Be my guest. We are married after all." Lith replied.
"No. I've come here for a honeymoon, not for a sex marathon." Kamila took the one-piece swimsuit and saw Lith's face turn dark as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in despair just to be suddenly silenced.
"Fine!" She took the underwear-like bikini and a smile returned on her husband's face. "I should have known that this would happen the moment I proposed to the offspring of a perverted lizard."
***
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, in the Gorgon Empire.
"I resent that." Leegaain grumbled, his colossal body coiled around the Magic Empress' desk.
She was revising the dossiers from the seven great academies of the Empire while the Father of all Dragons conducted dozens of experiments at the same time. Over half of them were aimed at finding a way to give his daughter Zoreth a fully human body.
Flasks filled with undead, Abomination, and living tissues floated in mid-air as he mixed them with different proportions. He used Body Sculpting to force them to mix and a steady flow of life force to keep the hunger from the dead tissues from harming the living during the process.
He had managed to replicate the Master's procedure, but he had been stuck at that point as well, incapable of making the fusion take the last crucial step. Upon Faluel's request, Leegaain had even taken a look at Glemos' Harmonizer, deeming it a failure.
The device fixed the wearer's life forces by brute force, causing unpredictable long-term consequences and offering no hints for a permanent and stable solution.
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