Night in Orario was busier compared to daytime.
The streets that during the day were packed with merchants and residents were now filled with adventurers just returning from the Dungeon. The smell of dust, sweat, and sometimes blood clung to them.
They flocked to bars scattered throughout the city. The sound of clinking glasses, betting shouts, and drunken singing broke the silence of the night. For many adventurers, this was a ritual to release fatigue—a way to momentarily forget the shadow of death that always lurked on every floor of the Dungeon.
However, not all sought release in drinks. In the Entertainment District, red and yellow colored lights shone brightly. There, they sought prostitutes to release the deadly tension they brought from the darkness of the Dungeon. For men who bet their lives every day, worldly pleasures were one efficient way to feel truly alive.
In one of the rooms at Empyrean Citadel
Inside Charlie's room, the air temperature felt hot and suffocating. The sound of the wooden bed creaking with heavy rhythm blended with the sound of bodies colliding with high intensity.
With her white hair wet with sweat, Kei was on top, riding Charlie with wild and passionate movements. Her body moved up and down, each thrust from her hips creating a rhythmic sound of skin slapping. Her white and plump breasts swayed freely, following every thrust.
Kei's gasping breaths and pleasured moans filled every corner of the room.
However, none of those sounds leaked out. Charlie had installed a soundproof barrier using Spirit Arts, so they didn't need to worry about the sounds of this heated activity being heard by Astraea's ears in another room.
They changed positions several times. Sometimes Charlie dominated, with a strong grip on Kei's waist.
Other times, Kei took control again, flipping their bodies with the remaining strength driven by desire.
The room seemed to transform into a battlefield of passion, where their sweat mixed on sheets that were now disheveled.
Finally, after almost half an hour, Kei's movements began to slow. Her breathing was labored, her body trembling with exhaustion. She couldn't continue anymore, and with a final moan, she collapsed onto Charlie's chest, her skin glistening wet with sweat.
"Hah... Hah... As usual, Charlie-san is a monster." Kei whispered with labored breath. "Not once have I truly satisfied you..."
As a woman, she felt like a failure for not being able to satisfy the man she loved in bed.
Charlie sighed, his hand gently stroking Kei's back that was still moving up and down.
"How many times have I said, that's natural. An adventurer's parameters, even at Level 1, already exceed ordinary people. Moreover, I'm Level 6. So, your hope of making me 'dry' is a pipe dream."
"Anyway, you've done your best. That's more than enough."
After giving her a comforting hug, Charlie slowly freed himself from under Kei and got down from the bed. He began picking up his scattered clothes.
"Where are you going?" Kei asked in a weak voice. Her body felt limp like jelly, she didn't even have the energy to lift a hand anymore.
"To the workshop. There's something I want to make." Charlie answered briefly while putting on his clothes.
His eyes glanced at Kei who was still lying naked on the bed. Moonlight illuminated her pale skin now decorated with marks of passion—reddish spots around her breasts, on her neck, and on her thighs.
"Hisss..."
Charlie took a deep breath, suppressing the desire that hadn't been fully satisfied.
"Just sleep. Tomorrow, there's a surprise for you." He tried to divert his thoughts.
"Mm. Good night, Charlie-san." Kei muttered softly. Her eyes were already heavy with tremendous drowsiness.
Seeing Charlie open the door and leave, Kei pulled the blanket over her body, covering every mark left by that man.
In her exhaustion, there was satisfaction and anticipation about what "surprise" was being prepared for her.
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Charlie stepped toward the living room that was now completely silent. In the middle of the seemingly ordinary room, he pressed a floor tile with a slightly different pattern.
*CLICK!*
The sound of a delicate mechanism was heard, and a patch of marble floor measuring one square meter shifted aside, opening a path to stairs descending into darkness.
His underground workshop was five meters below the surface. The stairs weren't long, and in just a few steps, Charlie had reached that underground room.
Although called a workshop, the room was far from the impression of a messy workshop. The room was circular, plain stone walls, and almost empty.
The only prominent object was a two-meter tall pillar in the center of the room. That pillar functioned to store and channel energy from magic stones to activate various barriers and protective formations installed throughout Empyrean Citadel.
Charlie approached the pillar. From his Space Time Cache, he took out several dozen magic stones and began replacing the old ones that had begun to fade in brilliance. With each stone replaced, the pillar emitted a pale blue light that dimly illuminated the room.
"Huuu... Alright, let's make equipment for Kei."
Next, Charlie began taking out various materials from his Space Time Cache.
"All this cost 250 million valis. If I'm not mistaken, the Hestia Knife made by Hephaestus at Hestia's request for Bell cost 200 million valis. And the payment had to be paid off with a 35-year loan with 420 installments."
He shook his head. "Besides Hestia, there's no other god or goddess so generous, willing to spend that much money for a beginner Level 1 adventurer, right?"
However, Charlie immediately slapped his forehead when he remembered his own Main God.
"Ah, no! I forgot... there's one more. Goddess Hera."
"She gave me the Damocles Sword worth 450 million valis and the Eclipse Aegis Robe—which although I don't know exactly the price, it must be no less than 100 million valis, considering it was the robe of Hera Familia's Captain, Empress."
However, his memory then turned to the fate of those two legendary equipment. Both had been destroyed in fierce battles in the Gotoubun no Hanayome Planar World. Charlie sighed heavily, a sudden dizziness attacking.
"Hopefully Goddess Hera won't be too angry when she finds out both equipment she gave me have been destroyed..."
He rubbed his face, trying to dispel that worry.