Chapter 292: I’ll only stop when you stop
Chapter 292: I’ll only stop when you stop
Upon leaving his office, Ethan headed straight to the barracks’ forge, where he gave Garrick detailed instructions on how to make the most of the ten metric tons of mithril now at his disposal.
Once he was done, he returned to the palace, striding through the long corridors until he reached the right wing.
There lay the palace’s training facilities, a sprawling complex divided into three large areas.
The meditation zone sat right in the center, flanked by the other two: the aura training area and the magic training area.
Together, these three regions, all attached to the main body of the palace, covered about two hundred thousand square meters, with facilities capable of training an entire army.
Of course, they were reserved for the exclusive use of Ethan’s wives and concubines, the order of elven paladins, and his personal guard.
After walking for a few minutes, Ethan reached the complex’s largest training arena, surrounded by tall, imposing walls, and stepped inside without hesitation.
A single step was all it took for him to feel the density of the aura shift—it was far stronger than before.
[Warning: You are in a special training area! Awakened individuals below the fifth stage will be able to increase their basic attributes much more efficiently by training here.]
Ethan’s eyes lit up at the notification.
Taking in the information, his gaze swept curiously around the room.
Along the walls stood shelves lined with weapons, shields, and, to his pleasant surprise, even weights engraved with gravitational arrays.
Once activated, these arrays could multiply the weight of the equipment several times over.
Ethan smiled, his eyes landing almost immediately on the marble platform at the center of the arena, where Evelyn stood.
"Ah~~ 7... 8... 9..."
Her voice echoed through the hall as she performed squats with a heavy black steel barbell resting on her shoulders; with the arrays activated, the weights attached to it easily reached the mass of two full-grown bulls.
It was evident that she was struggling.
Her knees trembled with each descent, her thick thighs flexing under the strain. With every complete cycle, the fabric of her tiny leather shorts burrowed deeper between her full, plump buttocks, all but consumed by that voluptuous flesh.
The tight leather bit into her juicy globes, carving pronounced grooves along their soft curves, each cheek jiggling heavily against the other as her body rose and fell in slow, laborious rhythm.
Ethan admired her for a brief moment, his gaze slowly gliding over her silky, gleaming skin, drenched in sweat.
He traced the swell of her full breasts, barely contained by her usual tiny top, before rising to her face, where those beautiful silver-gray eyes locked onto his at that very moment.
"Ah... you finally came to train??" she said, slightly out of breath, finishing her fifteenth repetition before deactivating the arrays on the heavy barbell resting across her shoulders.
A single step forward was all it took for the barbell—which seconds earlier had borne the weight of two bulls—to topple to the floor as if made of foam, producing a muffled thud on the marble.
"Hmm..." Evelyn stretched, arching her back sensually, her voluptuous breasts thrusting upward as her brownish leather top strained over them, cutting deeper into the luscious mounds and forcing the soft flesh to spill generously over the tight edges of her exposed cleavage.
"What? Does that surprise you? I’ve always been a man who loved to train!" Ethan retorted, a sly smile tugging at his lips.
"Hmm... if by ’working out’ you mean shoving that cock down my throat, then I believe you, fufufu~," she teased, playfully bringing her delicate fingers to her own lips. "Do you know how much of your cum I had to swallow last night? You perverted lord!"
"Well... that’s also a form of training." Ethan smiled, closing the distance between them with calm, confident strides.
When he reached her, he gave her ass a firm slap.
His palm cracked against her right cheek with a sharp sound that reverberated through the arena, fingers sinking briefly into the pliant flesh before the shockwave rippled outward, coursing through the entire mound until it reached the neighboring globe, which swayed heavily in sync.
Without giving her time to react, Ethan leaned over her body, planting a lingering kiss on the slender line of her delicate neck.
It was funny.
Sweat was usually repulsive, unless it was trickling down the body of a hot woman who naturally exuded a sweet scent. Although, unlike Ethan’s other wives, Evelyn carried a much wilder, more intoxicating aroma.
Of course, not in a bad way.
If Alice was a delicate, sweet rose, Evelyn was a wild, exotic, and untamable orchid.
Both had their own beauty.
"Hm... I see..." Evelyn took a step back, slipping out of his arms with a mischievous smile, and tipped her chin toward the weights.
"What are you waiting for? Get started already!" she commanded, her voice full of vigor. "You’re not getting away from me today, fufufu~"
Ethan let out an amused sigh and, without hesitating for a single moment, grabbed the barbell with both hands, its weight almost nonexistent against the strength of his muscles.
The moment he activated the arrays, the load multiplied instantly, his arms tensing under the renewed pressure.
Without actively drawing on his aura, he relied solely on brute physical strength as he held nearly five hundred kilograms with relative ease.
Considering that the world record for the barbell deadlift in his home world barely exceeded one hundred kilograms—and even then, only for a single repetition—it made crystal clear just how much more powerful he had become.
Planting his feet firmly on the marble floor and adjusting his posture, Ethan began to lift the barbell in controlled movements, holding the full five hundred kilograms—the equivalent of half a compact car—through every repetition without his rhythm faltering even once.
Evelyn watched him intently, her eyes sparkling as he raised and lowered the barbell in a rhythmic, perfect cadence, using his aura only to continuously repair the micro-tears in his muscles.
A mischievous smile curved her lips.
Without warning, she strode toward Ethan with light, unhurried steps, kneeling right in front of his legs.
"Now, train properly and make sure you don’t drop that bar on my head if you don’t want me to bite your cock!" Evelyn declared, her voice laced with naughtiness, her delicate hands already tracing lazy paths up his thighs. "I’ll only stop when you stop, fufufu~"
[Thanks to your training, your Strength has increased by 1 point!]
With his cock already hardening inside his pants and his Strength climbing by another point, Ethan’s eyes sparkled with pure delight.
Evelyn, without a doubt, knew exactly how to make her man give it his all!