Getting up, Zick stepped out of the bathtub exposing his body which looked perfect with not too much muscle or fat. Blood dripped down his body, making him look like a valiant warrior who was bathed in his enemy's blood.
Zick cleaned himself using magic shortly, cleaning the blood off with disgust.
"You're going already?" Ovelon asked with a disappointed gaze.
"Yes, As I said, someone is waiting for me and I also can't wait to play with my new toy," Zick replied with a simple smile.
Ovelon didn't say anything further to stop Zick and just invited him to come any time he wanted.
"Ah, also sorry, I forgot to ask for the instrument and blood to change the ownership of that slave," Ovelon spoke in an apologetic voice but his face was not looking sorry at all.