Throne

Xia Lun finally couldn't help himself and recklessly stuck his fingers into Aina's mouth.

As an adventurer, Xia Lun possessed quite the adventurous spirit... otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to develop Aina's potential step by step back then.

Xia Lun bet correctly; Aina did not bite down.

Parting her lips, Xia Lun could see Aina's two sharp little fangs.

Looking closely, one could even see pinhole-like openings on the fangs. When Aina sucked blood, she relied on this syringe-like structure to draw out Xia Lun's blood.

"Mmph—what are you doing?"

"I want to see your teeth." There was not a hint of lust in Xia Lun's eyes, as if he were an expert specializing in vampires, currently engaging in a cross-species academic discussion with Aina.

"What's so interesting about them?" Aina mumbled, temporarily not pressing the issue of why Xia Lun's hand was in her mouth.

"When we kiss, those two teeth often bump against my tongue," Xia Lun said with utter seriousness. "It feels a bit weird."

"Is that so? It must be because your tongue is too restless." Aina let out a soft snort. "Do you want me to file my teeth rounder?"

Xia Lun repeatedly shook his head. "No, no, no. Then it wouldn't be convenient for you to drink blood later, right?"

"That's true."

"Haven't you seen enough yet?" Aina couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm... Your teeth are aligned very neatly, they're very white, and the shape is beautiful..." Xia Lun's fingers teased Aina's fragrant tongue again. "The shape and color of your tongue are also great, and the coating is very healthy."

"Are you some kind of dentist?" Aina had a strange look on her face.

Xia Lun finally withdrew his hand reluctantly. His index finger and thumb stuck together for a moment, drawing out a transparent thread of saliva.

Seeing this, Aina blushed slightly.

Vampire saliva possessed quite a few miraculous effects, such as pain relief and wound healing... However, very few people knew about this, as there weren't many who could have such intimate contact with a vampire.

Compared to human saliva, vampire saliva was much more viscous. Rubbing it between his fingertips for a moment, Xia Lun could even work up a bit of white foam, clearly indicating the presence of some special substances.

Xia Lun put it in his mouth to taste it.

He couldn't taste much, but if he had to describe it, there was a faint sweetness.

"If you want a taste, come taste it here." Aina leaned her face in, and Xia Lun certainly didn't hold back.

...

The cold wind whispered across the boundless snowfield. The sky was a washed, clear azure without a single wisp of cloud. Pure sunlight poured down, making the endless stretches of snow dazzlingly bright.

On the snowy peak, Mida held snow in her small hands, pattering along as she ran, and then patted the snowball solid, piling it onto a gradually forming, flat and tall snow platform.

"What are you building?" Liyana curiously examined Mida's creation and asked in surprise, "Are you making a tombstone?"

Mida looked up at Liyana and stated with unquestionable certainty, "It's a throne, prepared for our guests."

"Ah, this..."

Liyana looked at the crooked snow platform in front of her. It did barely resemble a seat, but she couldn't help saying, "Having the Demon Lords sit in a place like this is a bit too shabby, isn't it?"

"It's fine, they aren't picky." Mida shook her head.

"But this is way too unpicky." Liyana's mouth twitched. The thought that there would soon be five such thrones built made her temples throb with a dull ache.

"Forget it, I'll help you too." Liyana rolled up her sleeves, ready to go all out... But as a gust of cold wind blew past, she quickly and nimbly rolled her sleeves back down and wrapped her cloak tightly around herself.

The two of them began piling up snow platforms in the snow.

With Liyana joining in, their work efficiency improved significantly.

With Liyana's help, the second throne was quickly built... However, it was still ugly, perhaps even uglier than the first one Mida had built alone. What was worse, the seat surface looked as if it had been brutally ravaged, full of bumps and pits. Sitting on it would undoubtedly be very uncomfortable.

"I didn't expect that it would look so simple but actually be quite hard to do," Liyana sighed.

Luo Lun also came out of the cabin to get some fresh air.

"What are these two platforms? Altars for summoning evil gods? If you build them this ugly, no evil god will want to visit." The corners of Luo Lun's mouth curled into a playful smirk as he half-joked.

Liyana irritably handed over a somewhat square snow brick she had just shaped. "Cut the crap. It's easy for you to stand there and criticize. You come do it too!"

The third throne was built.

Mida and the other two stood in front of the snow platforms, deep in thought.

"How can these things be so ugly?" Liyana couldn't help but voice what all three of them were thinking, her tone filled with disbelief and a hint of despair.

"Ahem... The snow is loose, so it's indeed hard to build with..." Luo Lun coughed lightly in embarrassment.

Mida was expressionless, her small face taut, looking somewhat serious.

She herself didn't care much about these minor details, but this seemed to concern her mother's dignity. The guests' thrones... really ought to be more solemn.

Just then, the door of the wooden cabin opened again.

As soon as Mo Lini stepped out, she saw the three of them standing in a row, as if conducting some solemn ceremony. And standing before them were three shockingly hideous... snow piles? Their twisted shapes made Mo Lini instantly think she had stumbled into some cursed ritual site.

"What are you guys doing?" Mo Lini was startled.

Liyana briefly explained the whole situation to Mo Lini.

Mo Lini nodded her little head.

"Mo Lini, you sing, so that counts as doing art... They say all arts are connected, so can you think of a way to make these thrones look a bit nicer?" Liyana's gaze darted back and forth between those disastrous throne piles and Mo Lini.

Mo Lini shook her little head; she was definitely powerless to help with this.

Mida thought for a moment and eventually trotted back into the cabin.

A moment later, Mida came out following behind Aina.

Aina gently raised her hand, her five fingers slightly spread, her fingertips seeming to pluck invisible threads of cosmic law.

Boom—

Five magnificent thrones carved from solid ice burst from the ground, each as translucent as crystal. The bases of the thrones were as massive as mountains, their backs towering high, and their edges were encrusted with gorgeous icicles and frost flowers. A piercingly cold aura instantly filled the air.

"Mother is so amazing," Mida said, clapping her hands with a deadpan expression.