Interspecies Training Manual

Luo An closed the door.

As soon as he lay down on the soft bed, a message appeared before his eyes indicating an increase in trust level.

[Trust level reaches 150%, gain 10 attribute points]

Attribute points can improve attributes and can be allocated to yourself or to the target being trained.

Luo An immediately sat up.

He didn't know what Celia had imagined after he left, but an increase in trust was always a good thing.

Luo An looked at his panel information and fell into thought.

Name: Roan Bell

Race: Human

[Talent: Magic Affinity (A)]

[Skill: Great Fireball]

[Physical Fitness: 3]

【Strength: 3】

【Spirit: 8】

[Agility: 3]

Available attribute points: 10

His attributes are pitifully low.

Celia's attributes are still a long way from reaching an overall rating of 20.

Luo An recalled the awkward moment earlier that day when he faced the goblin shaman, when his mind processed the information but his body couldn't react in time.

Thankfully, Celia was there this time.

With her protection, I was not injured.

Without her, Luo An dared not imagine what would have happened to his frail body if he had been attacked by a goblin shaman.

That saying really applies.

All fear stems from one's own lack of strength.

Luo An increased his physique and strength to 6, and his agility to 7.

A warm sensation flowed through my body, making me feel very comfortable, and the fatigue immediately dissipated.

Luo An clenched his fist. His body didn't look much different, but he definitely felt something different from before.

Now, he possesses strength exceeding that of a normal adult.

Luo An lay back down on the bed with a smile on his lips and quickly fell asleep.

......

early morning.

In his hazy state of consciousness, Luo An felt something soft wriggling in his chest.

He groggily opened his eyes and subconsciously looked down.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down her chest. Celia nestled in his arms, her little head shifting slightly as she slept soundly.

The girl exuded a pleasant fragrance, and a slender little hand tugged at his sleeve.

Her lips parted slightly as she breathed softly, her wide neckline sliding down to reveal a glimpse of her fair skin.

Luo An's mind suddenly felt like it was exploding.

How did Celia end up in her own bed?

He tried to move, but found that one of her long, fair legs was draped over his, and she was practically pressed against him.

Luo An's movements were a little too large, and the girl in his arms trembled slightly and opened her eyes.

When Luo An's gaze met his clear, blue eyes, the sleepiness in them vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of fear.

Celia shrank back like a frightened little rabbit.

"Master...Master."

A blush quickly spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears.

"What are you doing here?"

Luo An quickly pushed Celia away and sat up.

Celia lowered her head, her small hands clutching the sheets beneath her. "I... couldn't sleep last night, so I wanted to come and see Master."

"You see me on the bed?"

Luo An wanted to laugh; this excuse was really lame.

"Master...I am your slave, and it is my duty to serve you."

Seeing that her thoughts had been seen through, Celia simply moved even closer.

"If Master needs it, I can fulfill it."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to unbutton her clothes.

Early in the morning, a stunningly beautiful elf was saying such seductive words in bed, and Luo An felt a rush of blood to his head.

This body was in the prime of its life, and almost instinctively, Roan pushed Celia down and pressed her hard onto the bed.

Celia did not struggle; she simply closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling violently, but she appeared submissive.

Luo An looked at her face so close to his, her silver hair scattered on the pillow, her cherry lips slightly pursed, as if waiting for something to happen.

He lowered his head, getting closer little by little, and could feel Celia's warm breath.

Just then.

Trust level -15%

Trust level -15%

Luo An abruptly stopped moving.

Why did the level of trust suddenly drop so much?

He saw a hot tear rolling down Celia's cheek and suddenly snapped back to reality.

A decrease in trust means that she is not truly sincere.

This is done simply because of the belief that "slaves must satisfy any demand of their masters."

Celia thought she should do this, rather than wanting to?

If Roan were to actually go along with Celia's wishes right now, he would feel good, but his level of trust would drop considerably.

Once it drops to a certain level, it becomes very difficult to raise it back up.

Celia is a rare treasure for Roan; he shouldn't let a small gain cause him to lose something of great value.

Luo An shook his head, turned over, and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

I almost made a big mistake.

"Owner?"

The force gripping her wrist vanished, and Celia opened her eyes in disbelief.

"I don't understand why you're acting like this today."

With his back to her, Luo An said, "I told you before, I won't make you do things you don't want to do."

"I...I'm willing."

Celia's voice was so faint it was almost inaudible.

"Do you think I'm like other slave owners, only interested in venting my desires on female slaves?"

Luo An spoke with righteous indignation, his eyes filled with helplessness as he looked at Celia.

This method is really too rudimentary.

Even if this is to be done, Celia has to be willing.

Luo An felt it was necessary to warn her.

"Celia, you have really disappointed me."

Trust level +20%

Trust level +20%

The sudden surge in trust levels relieved Luo An.

He was right; Celia must have imagined herself to be just like that.

I wonder what that elf is thinking.

Fortunately, this move not only restored the lost trust but also gained an additional 10%.

Luo An also discovered that a new entry for "dependency" had suddenly appeared in the status bar of Celia's panel information.

[Dependence: It will develop a strong sense of dependence on its owner and crave to stay by their side]

This should be a sign that Celia trusts herself more.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Celia still had tears on her cheeks, and her gaze towards Roan was filled with complex emotions.

She doesn't know why she thought of doing that, and now, looking back, she feels a little scared.

She didn't consider her own feelings at all, but only thought about how to please her master.

I only realized what a stupid thing I had done when I was pinned to the bed.

Celia suddenly felt a little relieved that Roan hadn't done anything to her.

But thinking about how proactive she had been, and how her master had managed to restrain himself, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The stark contrast between these two emotions left Celia with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

"Celia, don't do any more inexplicable things on your own initiative in the future."

"You stupid elf, don't lump me in with those lowly slave owners."

Luo An walked to the window, intending to look at the scenery outside, but found that a group of guards in black armor were riding horses along the dirt road.

Behind the guards followed a lavishly decorated carriage, its banner bearing the lord's family crest.

This is the lord's guard.

Luo An's expression immediately darkened.

Has it finally arrived?

He turned to look at Celia, who was still sitting on the bed.

"Get dressed first, then hide in the closet and don't come out."

"You can only come out when I come to find you, understand?"

Having elven slaves on a small farm is nothing to boast about.

"I understand, Master."

Celia didn't know what had suddenly happened, but she still nodded obediently.

Luo An straightened his clothes and walked out of the room.

No matter what the other party wants to do here, we need to meet them first to know how to deal with them.