MTLNOVEL Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Intense and Corrupt Emotions (1)
Chapter 55: Intense and Corrupt Emotions (1)
The Burning Death Volcano — that was the name of the most fearsome and greatest volcanic peak in the entire Fire Lands. Towering proudly at a staggering 2,100 meters, this majestic giant loomed over the horizon, a true monument of raw power and fiery majesty that could be spotted from countless miles away, standing like an unyielding sentinel guarding its molten domain.
Its name wasn't just some random dramatic title; it carried a terrifying reality within. The magma bubbling inside this monstrous volcano was fundamentally different from anything found elsewhere in the Fire Lands. While the general temperature of the surrounding land was already scorching, reaching up to 400 degrees Celsius, the heart of this volcano pushed things beyond the realm of reason.
Ordinary magma, fierce enough to melt almost anything, usually hovers around 1,200 degrees. But the magma in this hellish caldera surged past expectations, roaring close to an unimaginable 4,000 degrees — a heat so savage it defied belief.
The inhabitants of the Fire Kingdom, usually unfazed by even the harshest infernos and known to treat lava baths as simple relaxation pools, found this place too extreme. The intensity here was enough to scorch and incinerate even their fire-born bodies, branding this volcano with a cursed reputation and making it a forbidden land even among the bravest.
Surely, if any outsider or even a native of the Fire Lands ever witnessed the sight of that small, fragile-looking body calmly floating atop the monstrous lava within the Burning Death Volcano, they would either believe their eyes had betrayed them or that they had descended into pure madness.
There, defying all reason, Finn lay leisurely on the molten surface, which glowed a deeper, blood-like red rather than the standard bright orange typical of other lavas. The entire lower half of his naked, battle-worn body was completely submerged in the searing magma, while only his muscular upper torso and his determined, yet serene face remained visible above the rolling surface.
"Do you feel better?" asked Roni in a soft, hesitant voice. She sat elegantly on a jagged rocky ledge jutting out along the volcano's rim, her long, shapely legs nonchalantly dipped into the lethal lava below as if it were a peaceful hot spring. As the daughter of the Sacred Fire Beast, such things were utterly normal to her fiery blood.
"You don't need to ask me that every five minutes, Roni," Finn replied with a low groan of mild irritation, never bothering to open his eyes, as if he was enjoying a lazy nap in a warm bath instead of floating on death itself.
"Sorry, sorry," she immediately lowered her gaze, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she fidgeted with her fingers, glancing away in embarrassment. "Umm… but why do you think using such high-grade lava will actually heal you?" She tried to sound casual, but her voice quivered, betraying her endless worry. She wasn't immune to the awkward tendency that girls often had when breaking tense silences, especially when it came to him.
"My power is lava, and I can reform my body completely from it. So naturally, bathing in lava this pure and fierce will accelerate my recovery," he answered calmly and matter-of-factly, echoing exactly the same logic Sika had once taught him with unwavering confidence.
"I'm… I'm still not convinced," she whispered softly, the deep concern written all over her delicate face. For twelve agonizing days, she had been living a waking nightmare, her mind and heart consumed by fear and anxiety. Watching Finn lie there unconscious, unable to even twitch a finger, had nearly broken her spirit. No matter how strong she was, she couldn't do anything — no healing spell, no flame technique, nothing could help. Only he could save himself; she was powerless to intervene.
Finally, Finn shifted slightly and turned his broad back toward her. In that moment, she could clearly see that the once brutal wounds that had marred his strong back had now faded into nothing more than rough scratches and faint scars.
"Oh wow! You're really better now!" she nearly jumped up from joy, her entire chest swelling with relief and warmth as her lips curved into a wide, genuine smile that glowed like dawn after a long, terrifying night.
"Not entirely. I still need one last thing to be fully healed," he said quietly, his piercing gaze locking onto her trembling figure.
"What is it? I'll get it right now!" she blurted out desperately, her eyes sparkling with fierce determination, fists clenched so tightly beside her voluptuous chest that her arms trembled slightly.
"Heh, don't exhaust yourself. I'll handle it myself," Finn's voice dropped to a teasing purr as he lazily lifted one hand.
Suddenly, the lava below Roni's dangling feet surged upward like living creatures, forming thick, scorching tentacles that coiled around her ankles and calves. In one swift, forceful motion, they yanked her helplessly toward him, dragging her fiery body into his waiting, eager embrace.
Before she even had time to gasp, she found herself pressed firmly against his solid chest, his strong arms circling her waist in a possessive, inescapable backward hug.
"M-my lord… now? You're still injured…" she stammered in shock, her entire face exploding into a deep crimson flush, her lips quivering as her mind spiraled. Despite her instinct to pretend resistance, her body instinctively melted against him, her back arching ever so slightly into his hold.
"Even if I'm cut into pieces, nothing will stop me from fucking you until my last breath, my dear," he whispered in a low, almost reverent tone, his lips brushing over the sensitive skin of her neck like a teasing flame. The heat of his breath sent an electric current shooting down her spine, making her hips twitch in anticipation.