Me, Hydra

With Attila's strength for this kind of battle naturally, there was no need to worry about safety, but it was still quite surprising to Hydra that Attila would actually take the initiative to make such a request.

"Of course~"

As she spoke, Hydra took out a shrunken scale from her personal space and gave it to the attendant beside her.

Soon there was a man from the side who looked like a manager, casually said a few requests, and the man respectfully went down to arrange what Hydra had said.

"So what did you just take?"

Attila gave Hydra a confused glance. And Hydra didn't bother to hide it.

"The scales I retired as a young child, this thing is a get-out-of-jail-free card in Sparta. Carry this with you, and you'll get a seventy percent discount on groceries."

Just as Attila was about to continue to say something, Hydra on the other hand said easily, "Alright, it's your turn to play, I'll take you to the Great Bath after the fight. It's a holy place for fatigue relief there."

........

Catching the train to Jinan tomorrow, so only two shifts today....

Volume 1: Text-149-His boobs are bigger than yours.

It was late afternoon when they came out of the gladiatorial arena, and the setting sun was spread across the dusky sky, the scarlet sunset playing a wonderfully beautiful prelude to the sunset.

Looking at Attila beside her, Hydra shrugged her shoulders.

"I can see that you're having fun~"

As she did, Hydra headed in the direction of the large Spartan bath.

Nodding and following Hydra's lead, Attila tried to stretch.

"It was indeed enjoyable, it's been a long time since I've enjoyed the passion of battle like this since I got the Vorpal Sword. That feeling of cleaving an enemy to death with a sword is good, but it's always something less than the intensity of battle."

Upon hearing that, Hydra nodded in understanding.

According to Hydra's observation, the power hidden within the Vorpal Sword was not only the unjust souls under the original Nordic tundra, but also the legacy of the God of War, Tyre. The God of War, Tyre, was one of the Twelve Righteous Gods of Northern Europe, which meant that he was at the level of the Lord God of Combat. However, with Attila's current power, she should now be able to unlock the general power on the Zangief.

Although this inheritance would allow Attila to gain the power of Tir in his prime, the path after the Lord God would be for Attila to walk on her own....

As they thought, the crowd had arrived in front of the Great Bath.

The architectural style of the Grand Bath was similar to that of the other wonders of Sparta, with the emphasis on "more is better, bigger is both beautiful." Within the simple and brutal architectural style there is also a delicate sculpting.

Walking into the grand bath, Hydra brightened the scales in her hands. The lobby manager then respectfully led Hydra and the others to the superior private room and sent a variety of alcoholic beverages to be served.

"The wondrous ability of the Great Bath is to relieve the creature's fatigue, especially when soaking in the water, it's like giving you a full body massage~"

As she said that, Hydra got into the large bath in front of her.

The hot spring water drawn through magic was rich in minerals, and more importantly, regular bathing in the hot spring could also cure obesity, motor system diseases, neurological diseases, as well as early and mild cardiovascular diseases, gout, skin diseases and other kinds of pains that were harmful to human health.

In Hydra's past life, it was said that the Cantonese would add red wine, red herbs, flowers and plants to the hot spring water. It was said that this could also be used for maintenance. But Hydra gave up on this choice after a second of thought, because as herself, no matter what was put into it, it felt like making snake soup....

But then again, Cantonese people are very good at making soup. On the other hand, Cantonese people are good at making soup, even themselves. So it was understandable what happened to the Fujianese.

Shaking his head, the current Hydra had switched to a solid state, and although it had scaly armor to block it, it didn't prevent Hydra from soaking snake soup.

Hydra's wooden scale armor was constantly absorbing the magical power that was free in the surrounding air, just like a giant tree rooted in the void, so it could be said that Hydra was now in hangman mode. Cultivating all the time. But because of the lack of the original Ether, Hydra was never able to turn into a proper primordial divine name.

As I was thinking about it, the door to the bathroom on the side was pushed open once more, and as Hydra wondered which unsuspecting guy was now coming in, Attila had already picked up the Vorpal Sword.

"It really is you guys~"

A familiar voice reached Hydra's ears, and looking back, it was none other than Skaha in her bathrobe.

"Do you a snake choose to take a bath too? No sense of snake soup? Have some self-awareness you~"

While ridiculing Hydra, Skaha also slowly entered the bath.

"To be reasonable, I'm a dragon, okay, although since ancient times dragons and snakes have been indistinguishable, but my current form is a dragon no matter what, right..."

Saying that, Hydra turned her gaze to the Skaha beside her.

The towel, wet from the hot spring water, outlined the exquisite curves of its body, and the outline of its chest was definitely a real chest, not a chest like that of Attila and her sister, Attilo....

Well, boobs and tits are two different concepts and should not be confused. This is important....

That said, Hydra didn't feel much about it. According to the authoritative foreign census, boys learn secrets that only grown-ups know about between about eleven and fifteen. And basically everyone's who had one or two strange websites in their possession. As for the source of the website....

Those are all secrets of their own.

Usually, bathing in a hot spring starts after taking a bath, because if you take a bath in a wild hot spring and rub dust, you are bound to pollute the surrounding environment. The quality of the spring water directly affected the strength of the grand bath's spectacle ability, so the merchants who were related to the grand bath were very concerned about protecting the environment.

Scaha who took a long breath and pulled her hair up looked like she possessed a different kind of wifely power. Beneath the white towel was plump skin, and the steam curled into droplets on Skaha's forehead and flowed down her collarbone into the relaxing depression.

Compared to Skaha's col, the sweat on the foreheads of the other two girls fell in a row....

"Heh, that's pathetic~"

Hearing Hydra's sneer, a cross rose up on the side of Atilo's head.

"Useless lumps of fat only affect one's fighting ability!"

At the words, Hydra faintly raised a middle finger at Atilo.

"But it adds to a woman's charm, and your chest is as flat as the grass in front of your house."

"Zee, if that's the case why don't you grow one?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Hydra spoke indifferently.

"Even if you say so, I'm just a snake~"

"........"

Hating Hydra in front of him twice, Attila on the other side angrily stuck her head into the water and sulked.

In this situation, Hydra indifferently spread her hands.

Attila's chest could definitely be considered a flat steel plate. Attila on the other hand was better, almost at the level of a grave bag, but at least it was still visible, wasn't it?

But this is reasonable, the nomadic warriors are all natural riders. If your chest is too big, it's easy to break your shoulder.......

Shaking her head, Hydra looked over at Atilo beside her.

"Do you remember, the man who killed the lion with the chain knife this morning."

"What?"