Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills
Chapter 283 - 283: Calamity.(3)*

Dining in the grand dining hall of the Castle of Might instantly became an absolute cherished memory etched deep into the hearts of each and every survivor. Everything about that magnificent chamber—from the awe-inspiring, intricate decor to the rich, mouthwatering delicacies and the gracious, attentive maids—remained unforgettable.

Even nobles of bloodlines like Eliman were positively thrilled. If they had the choice, they would gladly serve here rather than ever return to their distant homeland.

After they finished dining to their satisfaction, the maids led them through a corridor to a separate, spacious building housing lavish, state-of-the-art bathrooms fully equipped with mana-operated showers and bathtubs capable of precisely adjusting the water temperature according to each user's exact desire.

That once again became a treasured memory etched into their hearts. None among them had encountered anything nearly as grand as what they had experienced since arriving in this place.

They were provided with clothes to change into once they finished their bath.

Afterwards, they received secure private rooms in a separate building to rest comfortably before safely being teleported back to their homeland.

Rowan and Riela requested to share the same room — their quarters were truly spacious and elegant, featuring a large, soft bed, a desk, and tables arranged neatly in one corner. A stunning chandelier hung from the ceiling, bathing the room in a splendid glow that accentuated its beauty.

Rowan and Riela lay together on the bed's soft, generous expanse.

Rowan lay back staring at the ceiling as Riela rested her head on his chest, patting it softly.

"Rowan, may I ask something?"

Riela abruptly broke the peaceful silence.

Rowan motioned casually for her to ask her question.

Riela slowly lifted her head from his chest and sat up, deeply gazing into her husband's eyes.

"Please be completely honest: who are you really?"

'Huh'

Rowan's eyes darted suddenly and nervously to Riela's worried, curious gaze.

'Why is she asking a question like this all of a sudden? Did something happen?'

"Why do you ask?"

Riela's gaze grew even more serious and concerned.

"Before you recovered from that illness which almost took your life, you were seriously weak and utterly unfit to be a ruler despite your best efforts. But after your sudden recovery, everything shifted—you became noticeably smarter, stronger, bolder, and all our village's fortunes began to favor us more than they had in decades. Be completely honest, what truly happened?"

'Did I accidentally reveal something I shouldn't have that made her so curious?'

Rowan pondered while observing her.

He sat upright, held her hands, and looked deeply into her eyes with a serious yet tender gaze.

"Riela, as I've told you before, my healing was truly divine. When I awoke, I received a vision showing Winterseed rising to become the strongest territory to ever exist. Driven by that vision and feeling the divine touch upon my shoulder, I immediately set about implementing every plan that came to mind. We are married, you know how much effort I invest in everything."

Rowan's gaze grew even more serious, and Riela's did the same.

"It may seem as if everything is completely handed to me, but that is false—I work hard for every single thing."

He simply ended his statement there.

It wasn't overly forceful, yet it completely succeeded in convincing Riela.

Although it wasn't completely convincing, since she still vividly recalled the conversation had with her patron goddess, Laverena.

If Rowan's story was genuine, he was already special in many ways.

However, in her view, he wasn't remarkable enough to make a goddess like Laverena envious.

Unless Rowan has some special gift even he doesn't know about.

"Do you believe me now?"

Rowan asked, pulling his wife back from her world of imagination.

Riela gave him a sweet smile and nodded. In turn, Rowan smiled back, drew her head gently toward his, and pressed a tender kiss to her lips, warmly savouring the familiar, soft flesh he had so dearly missed.

Both of them withdrew and gazed at one another lovingly for a short, tender moment before Rowan smirked playfully and drew her body even closer.

His hands moved with gentle precision, massaging her sensitive spots while planting soft kisses along her neck, igniting her desire instantly as she let out quiet moans and the electrifying pleasure enfolded her core.

Rowan slid his hands up to her breasts and began massaging them softly, teasing her nipples gently, eliciting sweet subtle moans from her lips.

Soon enough, the couple was consumed by a desire to devour one another.

Riela had Rowan lie on his back in the bed while she swiftly completely removed her clothes. She had longed for her husband's body for so long and could not wait another moment to finally passionately consummate their union.

Rowan too had missed intimate moments with his queen.

In the following seconds, loud moans filled the room.

Riela could be seen bouncing seductively atop her husband's shaft, playing with her breasts as she was utterly consumed by pleasure.

Her head tilted back, eyes rolling in ecstasy as she felt Rowan's solid hardness rhythmically driving deeply within her core.

Rowan's shaft was bathed in her lover's fluid. Her tightness and wetness sent new level of pleasure through Rowan's body.

Since arriving in this world and marrying Riela, this was the first time she had truly ever taken control in such a situation.

She was usually shy, and even when she desired it, she never fully asserted control and instead let him lead.

Rowan could only speculate that being apart for so long had heightened her desire for passionate intimacy, thus giving her the full confidence to take the lead.

At the height of their shared passion, Rowan managed to completely forget the tormenting dark-masked figure and his relentless desperate urge to gain power by any means.

The first session lasted about ten minutes before both reached orgasm together at the same time.

But they did not stop, still in an intense sexual mood, they proceeded into another round, this time with Rowan in control as he pinned her hand above her head and drove into a steaming missionary position.

Another hour passed as the couple continued.

"I am cumming~"

Riela whispered amid a muffled moan.

Rowan nodded and increased the speed of his thrusts, intensifying his wife's orgasm even more while preparing himself for his own glorious release.

Both partners moaned in unison, reaching climax together at the same time.

Both lay on the bed close to each other, resting as they caught their breath.

Riela curled her naked body around Rowan and planted a kiss on his cheek as she fell asleep.