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Chapter 468: Chapter 383, Kalemah Disappearance News

Shanaela looked at him with surprise.

Then she reached out to touch his forehead, “Are you all right?”

“Really!”

“Don’t you have Mini and the others with you? You shouldn’t make jokes about this kind of thing,” Shanaela said somewhat sternly.

She clearly didn’t believe that he could reach Level 15.

Wu Heng held her hand and said, “Really, why would I lie to you? Didn’t you say there’s an item that can verify my level? Bring it out and I’ll prove it to you.”

He didn’t feel resentful about Shanaela’s disbelief.

Under normal circumstances, considering the time since he became a professional and his background, it was impossible for him to reach Level 15 so quickly.

Upon hearing that an item could be used to test his level,

Shanaela saw his serious tone and began to doubt, even though it defied common sense.

She asked, “Are you serious?”

“Mm!” Wu Heng nodded.

“Then you wait!” Shanaela jumped back onto her rooftop and hurried downstairs.

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Soon, she returned.

She handed over a crystal stone that was shimmering and full of runes.

The front of the crystal stone was divided into five sections, like a ruler.

“Hold it, as if to communicate”

Wu Heng held the crystal stone and began to try communicating with his spiritual power.

The next second, the crystal stone in his hand lit up from the bottom and kept rising until the fourth section, where it gradually stopped.

Shanaela, who was standing by the side, stared at the crystal stone with surprise and disbelief in her eyes.

She quickly covered the crystal stone and cautiously looked around.

Checking for the presence of any Tamed Beasts nearby.

Even a date wasn’t as nerve-wracking as this moment.

After confirming there was nothing suspicious around, she widened her eyes and asked, “How did you do it?”

If she wasn’t mistaken, Wu Heng was only 24 years old.

A 24-year-old human professional from a remote small town had reached the fourth tier of Level 15.

How was that possible?

But the fact was right before her eyes, and she had to accept it.

“It’s all because you inspired me. I’ve finally reached Level 15,” Wu Heng said.

Shanaela’s cheeks flushed slightly. Although she was pleased to hear it, levels weren’t something you could achieve just by being motivated.

“If you don’t want to say it’s fine. But don’t tell anyone else about this.”

“I know, I only told you,” Wu Heng tightened his embrace around her waist and continued, “What about what you promised?”

Shanaela’s face turned redder and she said coyly, “Let’s talk about that later, your progress is too fast.”

Wu Heng’s hand around her waist tightened again, and he lowered his head to her lips.

Shanaela gave a light tap and hung onto him.

Her body gradually softened, and her heartbeat grew stronger.

It was only during the breath exchange that she said, “It’s a bit chilly outside, let’s go to my place.”

Wu Heng nodded and followed her as she led him back to the neighboring rooftop.

They tiptoed into the bedroom.

…

Shanaela’s bedroom was quite large,

as if two rooms had been combined into one.

The bedroom had a large bed with white canopies, and beyond a partition was a small study room with numerous oil paintings hanging on the walls.

After a quick glance, without waiting for her to speak, he once again picked Shanaela up and placed her on the bed.

She half-heartedly removed her nightgown.

Shanaela covered her private parts with her hands, curling up on the bed, timid yet somewhat expectant.

He swept her with his eyes, his gaze falling on her exposed body.

The muscles were firm and well-defined,

even more fluid and natural than the sculptures used for drawing.

She felt shy yet couldn’t move her eyes away.

Is this the body of a Mage?

Seeing her staring at him, Wu Heng instinctively touched himself and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Shanaela snapped back to reality and immediately turned her head, “Nothing, I just think your physique doesn’t look like a Mage’s.”

Wu Heng chuckled, pulled away her arms that were covering herself, and placed them on his own body, “Want to feel for yourself?”

“What are you doing!” Shanaela’s skin turned even redder, but she still started to caress him carefully.

“Does it feel good?”

Shanaela looked away, “Next time I draw a nude, you’ll model for me.”

“Fine, but I’ll need to collect some payment first.”

Wu Heng gently pressed on top of her, trailing kisses down her neck.

“Mm~!” Shanaela let out a soft moan.

Her arms gently resisted against his chest.

…

The next day, early morning.

Shanaela, in an off-white bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom.

She stood in front of the silver mirror, gently combing her tousled hair.

Turning her head, she looked at the kiss marks on her neck and touched them lightly.

“You’re up so early!” Wu Heng came from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Shanaela continued combing her hair, “You’re always restless, how could I possibly sleep?”

Wu Heng smiled, admiring her beautiful reflection in the mirror and said softly, “You are truly beautiful.”

“Just your sweet talking.”

Wu Heng reached out and summoned, unfastening the belt tied around Shanaela’s waist, which caused her robe to fall open to both sides, revealing her full and smooth, flat belly.

“Ah~!” Shanaela, just about to cover up with her hands.

The belt deftly tied up her hands and lifted them high.

“What’s this for, so early in the morning?” Shanaela complained, her upper body pressed against the silver mirror, her hips slightly tilted back.

…

Afternoon.

There was a knock at the door, and the voice of the housekeeper came through.

“Madam, you haven’t eaten all day.”

Shanaela lay back on the desk, breathing softly, gently patting the man’s chest.

She said, “Bring it in!”

Wu Heng was startled, “What for?”

“It’s nothing!”

The door opened, and the housekeeper walked straight in.

She ignored the two on the side of the desk and placed the prepared meals on the tea table beside the bed.

Then she tidied up the scene a bit.

And left the room without further ado.

Wu Heng asked with some surprise, “Isn’t this inappropriate?”

“We have a slave contract, don’t worry about it,” Shanaela said.

“But being seen is still kind of strange.”

“In the future, you’re going to be her master too. What’s there to fear! Although officially, you’re not yet,” Shanaela said with a light laugh.

“Oh, alright then!” Wu Heng lifted her up, walked over to the tea table, and they leaned on each other, affectionately feeding each other dinner.

“How can you be like an animal, insatiable?” Shanaela complained tiredly as she lay on the bed.

“You should consider how long I’ve waited for you.”

“Really now,” Shanaela rolled her eyes at him and said, “I have to discuss business tomorrow, so you can’t stay here tonight, or else I won’t sleep well at all.”

Wu Heng nodded, “Alright then, after you’re done, come find me.”

“I certainly will not, it would be so embarrassing to be seen by Mini and the others.”

“What’s there to fear, you are their mistress in their eyes.”

Shanaela’s cheeks turned a touch red, yet she felt a secret thrill inside, “We’ll see when the time comes!”

The two chatted for a while, then Wu Heng got dressed.

He pecked her on the face, waved his hand, and walked out of the room.

Making his way across the rooftops to his own dwelling.

…

His constitution had improved, and it was clearly felt at this moment.

Even after a day and a night, he didn’t feel overly tired.

First, he checked the radio room on the third floor and, making sure there was no message from ‘Philippa,’ he headed downstairs.

In the dining room, Mini and Andre Willow were sitting at the table eating their meal.

Seeing him come down, Mini stood to get him a bowl and chopsticks.

“I’ve eaten already, you go ahead,” Wu Heng said.

“Oh, so master ate outside,” Mini said as she sat back down and continued eating.

Wu Heng took a seat on the sofa.

Andre Willow spoke up, “Master, Assistant Moya was looking for you today; he asked for you to visit the guild tomorrow.”

Moya looking for him?

“Do you know what it’s about?”

“It seems to be related to the last Inspector Special Envoy, but the specific details are not clear,” Andre Willow said, her tone not entirely certain.

Kalemah!

It seemed that news of his death had finally come back.

“Alright, we’ll go together tomorrow.”

“Yes, master,” she agreed.

After dinner.

They chatted in the living room for a while.

Wu Heng then headed to the upper floor of his room, while the two women exchanged glances and followed him upstairs.

Inside the bedroom.

Mini and Andre Willow lay on either side of the bed, propping their chins up, watching the sleeping Wu Heng in the middle.

“What happened, why is master sleeping so early today?” Mini asked, propping her chin.

Andre Willow whispered from the other side, “Keep it down, he might be tired!”

“The master really works hard; if it’s too much, why not just quit being Vice-executive, and we could play at home every day, right?” said Mini.

Andre Willow pinched the other’s cheek gently, “Do you think our current lives just happened? And the master’s status is only going to get higher; he can’t come back to spend every day with you at home.”

“I was just saying, why are you taking it so seriously.”

Andre Willow smiled, “Just afraid you’re too young to understand.”

“Who’s young! I’m older than you, for your information.”

They whispered back and forth for a moment, then each leaned to one side.

Closed their eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.

…

The next day, at the guild.

Steward’s Office.

“Steward, you called for me?” Entering the office, Wu Heng asked directly.

Imilo said straight away, “Kalemah has disappeared.”