Chapter 155: Dawn of Gods (4)

Nikolai held his breath, his heart briefly pausing before resuming its beat when he realized that Ophelia was still wearing undergarments. Relieved, he slowly turned away, finding a patch of grass to sit on. Despite his attempt to focus on something else, his gaze drifted back to the river. There, Ophelia had already submerged herself in the water, which concealed most of her body, including her chest. She remained still, her eyes closed and a serene smile playing on her lips. Though the beauty of a goddess was not something Nikolai had never encountered before, this was different. He had always been indifferent, unaffected by the allure of others. Yet, for some reason, it was challenging to look away from Ophelia. With effort, he redirected his attention to his sword, trying to distract himself from the confusing thoughts stirring in his mind. "What was she talking about? Pounding feelings?" Nikolai muttered to himself, scoffing at the absurdity of the notion. Ophelia, hearing his