Chapter 21 : Massage
Chapter 21: Massage
【Ding! Feminization Index +3!】
【Ding! Loyalty +1!】
The System’s voice pulled her back to reality.
Only then did Lilia suddenly snap awake—Hera was still here!
Her body stiffened, and she hurriedly turned around to face the Demon Queen sitting on the chair, lowering her head nervously.
“M-Master, I…I’ve learned it.”
Hera said nothing.
She stood up, stepped forward with her long legs, and slowly walked to Lilia’s front.
Lilia’s heart leapt to her throat again.
Was she going to check her work?
Hera reached out, gently pinched a corner of that “decorative knot,” and examined it carefully for a moment.
“Not bad.”
She gave a faint evaluation.
Though it was only two words, to Lilia, it was no less than the highest praise.
However, before her suspended heart could settle, Hera’s next sentence plunged her back into an icy abyss.
“I’ve been sitting too long. My legs are a bit sore.”
Hera’s voice was light, as if stating the most ordinary fact.
Lilia froze.
Sore legs?
What…did that mean?
In the next second, that damned System gave her the most precise interpretation.
【Ding! Detected discomfort in the master’s body, triggering ultimate daily mission!】
【Mission Name: The Queen’s Respite】
【Mission Description: A qualified maid must always pay attention to the master’s physical condition and provide the most attentive service. Now, your master needs relaxation. Please immediately massage the master’s legs until she feels satisfied.】
【Mission Reward: S-Rank Skill · God-Tier Massage Technique!】
【Mission Failure Penalty: Dance with the Abyss Worms (Friendly reminder: they are very sticky and enjoy burrowing into warm crevices).】
Boom!
Lilia’s mind felt like it had been struck by lightning!
M-Massage her legs?!
What the hell kind of mission is this?!
And that failure penalty! What the hell are Abyss Worms?!
Lilia’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.
She would rather copy A Maid’s Self-Cultivation ten thousand times than touch any kind of worm!
But…
Massage legs…
Those were Hera’s legs!
“What is it?”
Hera’s voice carried a faint, barely noticeable hint of danger.
“Do you not understand what I said?”
“N-No, Master!”
Lilia trembled violently, her survival instinct instantly overwhelming everything else.
She looked at Hera’s straight, slender legs, wrapped in black military trousers, filled with both strength and an abstinent beauty.
Just thinking about her hands touching them…
Lilia felt her scalp go numb, all the blood in her body rushing to her face.
But she did not dare refuse.
Hera had already walked back to the chair and sat down again.
She did not remove her military boots, merely crossing one leg over the other casually, her posture lazy yet full of oppressive presence.
Those golden eyes quietly watched Lilia.
Lilia shut her eyes in humiliation.
It’s not shameful!
For survival, for the S-rank skill—this is not shameful!
Trembling, she slowly knelt down in front of Hera.
This action seemed to drain all the strength from her body.
Her knees touched the cold, hard stone floor.
Her hands hovered stiffly in midair, not knowing where to place them.
“M-Master… please… please allow me…”
Her words came out in broken fr-agments, filled with shame.
Hera did not respond.
Silence was consent.
Lilia took a deep breath, trembling as she reached out and cautiously placed her hands on Hera’s calf.
The sensation was not as cold as she had imagined.
Through the layer of fabric, she could clearly feel that beneath it were firm, elastic muscle lines.
At this moment, Absolute Senses once again displayed its tormenting effect.
Lilia could even “perceive” the texture of Hera’s muscles, as well as the steadily flowing magic within her blood vessels.
Her hands were stiff like stone.
How should she press?
How much force should she use?
She had no idea at all!
She could only rely on the fragmented scenes she had seen back on Earth and began kneading randomly.
“Hmm?”
A dangerous nasal sound came from Hera’s throat.
Lilia’s hands instantly froze.
“Are you scratching an itch for me?” Hera’s voice turned cold.
“S-Sorry, Master! I…”
Lilia was on the verge of tears.
【Ding! Detected that the host’s service quality is too low, about to trigger the master’s dissatisfaction. Emergency protocol activated!】
【S-Rank Skill · God-Tier Massage Technique, forcefully instilling!】
A vast and pure stream of information surged into Lilia’s mind in an instant!
Countless pieces of knowledge about human muscles, bones, acupoints, as well as thousands of massage techniques, were all engraved into the depths of her soul in a single moment.
Her hands seemed to no longer belong to her.
They began to move on their own!
Lilia’s ten fingers became incomparably nimble.
Her fingertips precisely landed on several key acupoints on Hera’s calf.
Sometimes pressing, sometimes kneading, sometimes tapping…
The force shifted from light to heavy, then from heavy back to light, the rhythm flawless beyond reproach.
A gentle stream of magic overflowed from her fingertips, seeping through the acupoints into Hera’s muscles, soothing every inch of tense fibers.
Even Lilia herself was stunned.
Are these…my hands?
How do I know this?!
And Hera also clearly felt the difference.
Originally, she only intended to make things difficult for this little maid again, to see her flustered appearance.
But now…
An indescribable sense of comfort spread from her calves, quickly extending throughout her entire body.
Her previously tense body relaxed unconsciously.
Leaning against the back of the chair, she even let out a sound—so faint that even she herself did not notice it—a subtle…satisfied sigh.
“Mm…”
The sound was very soft.
So soft it was almost inaudible.
But in this quiet room, it was captured perfectly by Lilia, who possessed Absolute Senses.
Lilia’s movements suddenly halted.