Chapter 379 - Relaxation

Although the group commonly have burdens over their shoulders and actually still have them, one should always take some time to relax. Everyone has different methods of relaxation, some like to walk and some like to stay at home with a book as a comfort.

But Commander Alia and Mogranius decide to relax with each other as a comfort, spending time together alone in their house. Well being alone in a house has become impossible thanks to all the kids occupying them but now in mid day when everyone else is away, they can spend some time alone.

Throughout the month they barely got any privacy thanks to the travelling, which neccesarily means that they had to keep their professional standards high, well more like Commander Alia kept it and Mogranius continued to be a goof to keep the kids laughing. But my point is that they had no time to "Connect".

Well it is either now or never, Commander Alia prepared some tea and Mogranius started doing one dumb thing after the other to appear more attractive. As the last move he threw his black robe away, thankfully still wearing clothing to defend his personal areas, and tried to flex his arm muscles without making it too obvious.

He lifted a chair and moved it closer to the fireplace, tightening his arms as much as he could with a hope that she will get a glimpse. But, Mogranius although a lifetime explorer he isn't the buffest man in the group.

With all honesty if he wanted to flex a muscle, his legs would be the best option as they are thick enough to out compete a Grand Master in swordsmanship like Woldemir.

Throughout the process of moving the Chair, he tripped on a cloth that was thrown on the ground earlier while getting the proper firewood. Obviously he lost his balance a tad bit, and uncontrollably rushed a couple of steps forward.

But he made enough sound to startle Alia a tad bit, she poured a bit of boiling water on her hand and although it isn't enough to peel her skin off, it is certainly enough to make her cuss. "Shit, my hand."

Afterwards she looked at Mogranius to make sure that he is okay, only to see him rushing towards her. Grabbing her hand lightly and asking, "Did you get burned? Let me see."

"Its just a little bit of boiling water, it scares me more how you decided to take your clothes off now that the room is still cold." Of course she said this with an effort to tease, and it worked.

"Its not like you don't want to see all this muscle." Afterwards he flexed his arm, but there wasn't much to see. I suppose we can rate his arm muscles as a 2/6.

"I'd be more attracted towards that booty, better not show this curve to Ada." Alia teased furthermore and shamelessly slapped Mogranius' behind.

"Oh wait I see what you are trying to do here." She added with a smirk, deciphering his attempt. Afterwards adding, "Not before tea."

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Meanwhile, back at the Stable. Surprisingly Ada has decided to relax by working. By work I don't mean a full schedule, but she is just helping out her mother. King Michael is paying a handsome stable fee thanks to Alama convincing him to do so. Like suspected, productivity is high.

The Horses are brushed, washed and fed rather well. Furthermore they are given the chance to walk free a few hours a day. Thanks to the soul thought that free unlimited food is back at the Stable, the Horses have no intend to run away.

Horses are highly valuable of course, so a handful of Guards are always sent with the Horses to prevent for them to get stolen. There is little the Guards can do if one or two Horses chose to make a dash in the forest, but in all cases the Horses return.

Ada has been here a few hours now, and Eric was wondering for a while where she went because it isn't common for Ada to simply dissapear. Most of the times she follows Eric around, not seeing him just as a lover, but as a best friend as well.

Quite actually they haven't even kissed yet, whatever romantic move they make is commonly highly private and in many extends limited. They are kids and haven't quite developed specific hormonal needs yet. Even if they did, they aren't quite sure what to do about them apart from ignoring them. There really isn't an influence inbetween giving them ideas.

Giving it a short thought, he figured that Ada is inevitable at the Stable with her mother because they obviously missed each other. So this time, he decided to follow her around now that he is given the Chance.

"There you are." He spoke with a mild tone, carrying the joy of seeing her and surprisingly moved in for a hug. Yes he has gotten close enough to her, enough to give her a hug without having a mild anxiety attack.

"Why? Have you missed me?" She joked around, tying around the hug a bit tighter.

"Of course, I'm not used to not seeing you." He answered truthfully, grabbed her hand after separating from the hug and said. "Let's walk."

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Speaking of relaxation, after a few months of work the new Platoon has finally managed to settle in on their schedules. Until then, it became a burden over his shoulders since he is in charge of them and their success on duties.

Before, individual perks and disadvantages have been over looked and it inevitably lead to a fail in the battlefield. Sure they have been out numbered and were either level 2 or 1, but they still could have done better.

He has made sure to observe each one, and actually managed to filter out countless bad moves be it with a sword or throughout the exercise. In other words, Woldemir is giving 125% of his effort on making this Platoon as if they were Soldiers from the god of sources herself.

Every Guard has procedures to follow in order to better themselves, which inevitably means that Woldemir has bought himself some free time. The Master in Swordsmanship has invited him for some tea, which in other terms means that Isabel has invited him.

The most relaxing thing for Woldemir is always a nice cup of Black Tea, surprisingly not only are his nerves calmer but he can even think things through at an improved extend.

Isabel has managed to push throughout a lot of her limits as time went by, understanding more and more how Woldemir's thoughts are in many aspects extraordinary. In other words, he is the purest man, the purest human come to think of it.

He doesn't harm anyone who didn't harm him, be it emotionally or physically. Furthermore he never uses anyone for personal gains or advantages and in 99.9% of the cases has a clear pure language. Meaning, he almost never curses, perhaps once in a year or so but never towards a friendly face.

It is why she has pushed her limits, or at least has made new boundaries which would take a lot longer to cross, because she knew that Woldemir wouldn't do it for her. The point is here, that she feels sure for him to be hers although she wasn't the best to express it.

Furthermore, Isabel has learned the Ignite language almost perfectly thanks to the year of time granted to her advantage and the fact that Woldemir won't stop talking about swordsmanship, passion I suppose but it worked to both of their advantages.

"You know Commander Alia was the first to know about this." Isabel explained a tad bit, referring to this connection or in other words, feelings.

"Yes, I was wondering why you turned red when saying your goodbyes before departing for the Wheat Grain Project." He added, carrying a smile and quite liking the fact that she fancies him. "It took me months to realise why it happened."

"Oh well, now you know." Actually aiming to tempt him for the first time ever, she added. "So what will you do with that information to be exact?"

But of course she is terrible at such a game, and instantly got red thanks to her own words. Woldemir didn't even do anything here, except from answering. "I'd say that you are adorable."

"Why?" She asked, feeling close to fainting. Such a sudden burst of good yet shy emotions, it isn't the easiest to handle them.

"Well at first I thought you want to beat me up or something, but now you apparently fancy me?" He stated, maintaining strong and firm eye contact with her which became all the more difficult for her to face.

"No I never wanted to beat you up, if I wanted to harm you I would have when we met at first back at Lan Zhe." She managed to control her cheeks now and let out a full sentence.

"Oh so you were going easy on me?" He asked, placing his hands over the table and locking his own fingers. Glancing at Isabel directly in the eyes, understanding with absolute certainty that she likes him.

Getting nervous again, actually forgetting what the question was. She answered swiftly, "Um... I don't know, I forgot."