Chatiya suddenly felt a sensation and placed her hands in front of her to cover her vital parts, feeling as though someone was secretly watching her.

But shortly after, this feeling of being watched disappeared.

Herag sensed her movement, his old face blushing: "Could I have been discovered..."

Though Chatiya was his slave, he never intended to force anything upon her.

If Chatiya was unwilling, Herag certainly wouldn't force it.

The principles of propriety and modern education from his past life prevented him from behaving like the nobles here, as he still had the most basic moral bottom line in his heart.

More importantly, Chatiya's identity as a royal elf made Herag have more plans, she might be very useful in the future.

The way Herag had just looked at her made Chatiya feel unsafe, so after a quick wash, she wiped her body dry with a nearby towel and slipped into the large wizard robe.

Chatiya, wrapped in the ample wizard robe, slowly walked to Herag and stood there uncertain of what to do.

"Get on the bed, under the covers," Herag instructed.

Chatiya sharply looked up, tears instantly welling up in her eyes as the moment she feared the most had come.

Herag couldn't bear her expression, waving his hand he said: "Alright, alright, it's just to warm the bed, not to do anything to you."

Once he said this, Chatiya held back her tears with skepticism, wiped the corners of her eyes and pitifully climbed onto the bed, laying motionlessly under the covers gazing at the ceiling.

"Sigh." Herag sighed.

He didn't understand how the royal elf princess ended up being captured here, was the Wizard Organization of the Land of Dawn so powerful now to capture even the royal bloodline from other planes?

But judging from the fact that none of them knew Chatiya's identity, there was likely some coincidence involved.

Half an hour later, Herag climbed into the bed as well, Chatiya shrank to the edge of the bed like a frightened fawn, not daring to get close.

Herag said: "Move over a bit, the bed isn't that wide. I still need to meditate, won't do anything to you. Sleep peacefully, don't disturb my meditation."

He said this and then entered a meditative state, his breathing long and steady.

Chatiya obediently moved over but still kept her distance from Herag, not daring to get too close.

She was initially very scared that Herag might suddenly pounce on her, but seeing that Herag truly entered a meditative state, she felt slightly relieved.

Chatiya stayed alert, not daring to fall asleep, just watching the meditating Herag.

She hadn't had a good sleep for a while and hadn't eaten well either. After a bath and lying in such a comfortable bed, a strong drowsiness hit her.

Chatiya originally persisted in not falling asleep, but unconsciously drifted off afterward.

Not only did she fall asleep, but she also unwittingly hugged Herag's arm, her foot also rested on Herag, with no trace of a princess-like demeanor.

Her foot even almost poked into Herag's mouth, who grabbed her foot and moved it aside after looking at the sleeping Chatiya, then continued meditating.

The next morning, when Chatiya awoke, she found herself sprawled in Herag's arms, which startled her, making her shyly retract to one side.

Herag woke up after ending his meditation and got out of bed, saying to Chatiya, "Go wash up, we'll be setting off soon."

"Yes, my lord." Chatiya obediently walked over.

A knock on the door sounded at this time, and Herag opened it: "Good morning, Mr. Blake."

Blake was holding two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes, smiling: "I had them bought by a servant for your elf maiden."

Herag took the two sets of exquisite clothes and said, "Thank you, Mr. Blake."

"With slaves, actually the taming process is the most interesting..." Blake murmured.

He appeared to have considerable insight, indicating a youthful past.

Herag gave a wry smile without explaining and said, "Mr. Blake, are we heading back to Black Rock Valley today?"

"Yes, we'll set off at noon," Blake said.

After Blake left, Herag said to Chatiya, "Here are two sets of clothes and shoes, you can change into them."

Chatiya, holding the two sets of clothes, looked at them with a slight joyfulness spreading across her face, seeming to really like them.

She went into the bathroom to change, with the sound of rustling clothes accompanying her.

Ten minutes later, Chatiya emerged in a purple dress with princess shoes on her feet.

She had even styled her hair, exuding a true princess-like aura now.

"Not bad," Herag complimented.

...

After returning to Black Rock Valley with Chatiya, Herag called over Mary and Lennon: "This is Chatiya, she will be my assistant from now on."

He briefly introduced them for a mutual understanding to facilitate future work.

From now on, Mary had an additional task of helping Chatiya with daily chores, as many things were indeed inconvenient for Herag, being a man.

Bringing Chatiya to the Inner Castle, he told her about several restricted areas she couldn't enter, then said to Chatiya: "From now on, you'll sleep with me every day, I found that your aura greatly aids my meditation."

This was the conclusion Herag reached the previous night; he hadn't taken the Advanced Starry Sky Potion but his meditation speed increased considerably.

He concluded that Chatiya's high magical affinity significantly increased the concentration of surrounding energy particles, causing many energy particles to be involuntarily attracted.

Having Chatiya around was equivalent to having a humanoid energy particle aggregation witch array.

Chatiya felt a bit uneasy but couldn't defy Herag's command, so she just nodded, lowering her head to play with her fingers.

After advancing to an Official Wizard, Herag found further progression wasn't as easy.

Transitioning from gaseous to liquid state is a long accumulation process, daily meditation showed little progress but was necessary.

With the help of the Advanced Starry Sky Potion and Chatiya, his meditation speed had a considerable boost.

This kind of daily accumulation actually saved a lot of time in entering the Liquid Stage.

Two days after returning, Herag went to Blake, taking out the magic potion he refined for Bessie: "Mr. Blake, could you please give this to Mr. Larry, it's a potion I made for Bessie of Moonlight Forest and it should treat her injuries."

Blake nodded: "No problem, I'll send it to Larry."

Herag was now eighteen years old, while Bessie was a year younger.

Once Bessie recovered, she should have no problem advancing to an Official Wizard at eighteen or nineteen.

Bessie had actually advanced to a Third Class Wizard Apprentice earlier than Herag, her aptitude was quite good.

As long as the spiritual power stagnation issue was solved, there was a good chance of her advancing to an Official Wizard.

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