At the same time—
While Lathel was embracing two beauties and "enjoying" himself, Lucien was soaking in a large wooden tub.
The tub was massive, over a meter tall, filled with a greenish liquid along with numerous medicinal herbs. Steam billowed intensely, and countless bubbles continuously rose and popped as if the tub was boiling.
Lucien sat in the middle of the tub, only his head exposed above the surface. His body was flushed red from the water's high temperature, and sweat streamed down his face as if he were bathing in it.
From his body, green vapors rose and dissipated into the air.
"Stay calm… continue absorbing the medicinal essence in the water," Lilith's voice echoed in Lucien's mind.
He gritted his teeth, enduring the scorching heat and the pain that felt like thousands of needles stabbing into every inch of his flesh.
After a while, his skin shifted from red to green, and countless concentric waves rippled outward from his body as the center.
