By this, increase the number of soldiers and enhance the military strength of the territory.
He needed more trained soldiers to resist and face unknown dangers!
Of course.
It was just a thought of his for now.
Everything had to wait for the Blacksmith Workshop to finish crafting the remaining thousand sets of Composite Armor.
While the Blacksmith Workshop’s blast furnace was being improved into a Double-chamber Reflector Furnace, and while the Blacksmith Apprentices were resting.
Recruit and select soldiers.
At this ti.
A light footstep sounded from afar, approaching closer.
Stopping not far away, a gentle reminder sounded.
"Master, the hot water is ready, you can prepare to soak and bathe now."
Hearing this familiar voice, Lynn turned his head to look.
Janet stood slightly bending at the waist, waiting below the Lord’s throne platform.
Perhaps because Janet’s robe had a slightly low opening, coupled with her bending posture.
The half-revealed whiteness directly entered Lynn’s eyes.
Lynn responded, got up from the Lord’s throne, and walked towards the private room not far away.
As he was about to pass Janet, there was no need for Lynn to speak.
Janet was the first to say, "Master, do you need Janet to massage you?"
Hearing Janet’s soft and charming words, Lynn slightly raised his eyebrows and responded.
"Of course."
Janet explained, "Okay, Master, then I will co in after ten minutes as usual."
Lynn nodded and walked past Janet into the private room.
He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
Janet from initially resisting, then reluctantly, to being shy, and now proactively asking.
Evidently.
Under Janet’s training, she had been assimilated.
Even though he had destroyed Frank Manor, crushed Janet’s ambitions, and occupied her body.
Now she no longer had any resistance in her mind.
Habit, indeed, is a terrible thing.
Standing at the door waiting for ten minutes, Janet knocked on the double wooden doors of the private room.
With the agreent she had with Lynn earlier, she didn’t need Lynn’s verbal reminder.
Gently pushing open the door to create a gap through which she could pass, she stepped inside.
Just after closing the door.
A wave of warm, faintly fragrant vapor entered Janet’s nose.
Looking at the man lying in the bathtub in the distance, her heart couldn’t help but beat faster.
However, she had no fear or hesitation, stepping towards the bathtub.
Arriving at the edge of the bathtub.
Seeing Lynn with a piece of Linen Cloth warm on his cheek, Janet gently reminded.
"Master, Janet will now massage you."
Lynn was still lying in the bathtub, responding with a sound as a reply to Janet.
Without any unnecessary words, Janet soaked her hands in the bucket until they were red and warm.
Only then did she extend her slender hands, holding Lynn’s head, massaging with just the right pressure.
From not knowing any massage techniques at the beginning, to now becoming skilled at them.
Only Janet and Lynn knew what she had gone through!
It was entirely Master Lynn’s hands-on approach, massaging her body, that she learned.
After massaging Lynn’s head, neck, and shoulders.
Janet spoke softly to Lynn, "Master, I’m ready to start massaging your body and limbs."
Lynn responded.
Hearing Lynn’s casual reply, Janet furrowed her brows slightly.
Without any words, she stepped behind Lynn, moving to the right side before the wooden stairs of the bathtub.
With a slight movent of her feet, she left her Linen Shoes behind.
Her arms moved gently, loosening her robe.
The linen robe slipped directly off Janet’s smooth, fair shoulders.
Smoothly and fluidly falling to the floor.
Janet slightly raised her legs, stepping her exquisite white feet outside the long skirt, onto the stairs, entering the bathtub where Lynn was lying.
As soon as she stepped in, the warm water enveloped her legs.
As she squatted, the hot water passed over her legs, hips...
Finally, covering only half of her round, plump chest.
With the water’s ripples in the bathtub, the other half barely visible.
Even though her body before Lynn was already without any privacy or reserve.
However.
Every ti in such a situation, she still couldn’t suppress her nervousness.
Once stable, Janet imdiately looked up at Lynn, her eyes widening instantly.
The Linen Cloth that had been ward on Lynn’s face had sohow fallen, floating in the bathtub.
Lynn’s deep gaze was unrestrainedly watching her body.
aning.
From when she stepped into the bathtub and slowly squatted down, Lynn fully observed everything.
Janet could clearly feel her face heating up rapidly.
Seeing Janet’s expression, a hint of mockery flashed in Lynn’s eyes.
"Janet, you can start the massage now."
Janet just returned to her senses and responded, "Yes, Master, starting now."
She reached out her hands, gently lifting Lynn’s right hand, starting to massage the palm.
As she pressed continuously, Janet’s brows gradually furrowed.
Lynn’s palm was long, muscular yet slender.
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