God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

"But I can handle it. I'm not freezing to death. It's fine," Luna replied, but when she received the same stare from Nolan, her serious expression faded away.

"Just for a night..." Nolan whispered.

Reluctantly, she turned her gaze away from him, facing the other side.

[Uf you activate your Anti-Ather, she might know! You can't risk it!] The system warned Nolan in his mind.

'Anti-Ather is a rare energy, only those old ghosts will know. She'll simply think I have an ability with blue flames,' Nolan responded internally.

Of course, he had assessed the risk, but he was also aware that not everyone was capable of easily identifying Anti-Ather.

One had to know it was a source of energy that wasn't destroyed before it could be harnessed at all.

Except for the real Celestial ones, the probability of anyone finding out that his source of energy wasn't Divine Essence but Anti-Atherwas close to nil.

Nolan was only afraid that repeated appearances might trigger suspicion, and sooner or later, people would figure it out.

But the same couldn't be said for her.

There was no way she would know. Nolan was pretty sure of that.

[Fine! Just that whatever trouble comes from this irrational decision of yours will be dealt with yourself!!!] The system snapped before fading away.

It hated Nolan's decision, finding it nothing but a headache-inducing and useless risk.

Why even bother at all?

Laying on Luna's bed, Nolan, for a moment, felt all his bones freeze within him.

It was terrifyingly cold, so cold it was unbelievable, and the sound of his teeth slamming together uncontrollably rang out through the small room.

A giggle escaped Luna's lips as she turned her gaze to look at Nolan, finding his jaws shivering uncontrollably.

"So, you want to return to your warm and cozy bed now?" she teased, but was surprised when she saw Nolan forcibly stop his clattering jaw.

Suddenly, he seemed to grow taller, wrapping his body weight around her.

It was neither too tight nor too loose, and Nolan made sure not to discomfort her with too much touching.

He could sense she was extraordinarily sensitive to touch, and that was perfectly okay for a girl.

He wasn't oblivious to her cues.

Quickly minutes passed by

"Nothing is happening, save for the fact that you're a slight bit warmer."

"I bet you'll turn as cold as ice soon enough of you don't leave my side..." Luna muttered as Nolan turned to look down at her.

Luna was about 1.7 meters tall, and for Nolan, who was 1.9, she looked pretty short, like a younger sister compared to him.

"Just close your eyes and the magic happens..." Nolan replied with a mystifying expression.

Luna rolled her six eyes before settling comfortably around his arm and returning to sleep.

As she relaxed back in, Nolan began revolving his Anti-Ather energy slowly around his body.

Gradually, it started speeding up until a low glow appeared around him, turning him into a flaming blue figure.

Quickly, the mist all around Luna's bed was being absorbed into the flames.

The coldness of the bed began to fade, replaced by a warm sensation.

Luna's eyes opened in shock as she looked around, finding the white mist that usually lingered around her body disappearing quickly, and the frost retreating.

It was like she was being placed near a flame, but Luna knew the coldness still lingered in her bones, even after she had once dipped herself into pure hot lava.

That still hadn't stopped the chill. Not even being in flames could stop her cold.

Yet here it was, the cold getting sucked away quickly.

She turned to see where all the cold was moving, finding Nolan gently aflame as if he was on fire.

The blue flames weren't harming her.

Instead, they felt incredibly warm, and she unconsciously snuggled closer to Nolan.

She only realized what she had done a moment later, snapping two of her eyes to look at him and praying he didn't see that, only to find him smiling smugly at her. Find adventures on mvl

"Try not to get addicted," Nolan whispered to Luna, who huffed cutely like a girl whose ice cream had been delayed.

"Maybe in your dreams," she shot back, but Nolan looked at her smugly for a while before Luna finally turned her gaze away from him and closed her eyes.

Silently, a few minutes passed by with the room getting warmer and warmer.

For the first time in close to two years, Luna felt warmth return to her life.

It was a feeling she had lost ever since she'd been afflicted with her illness.

Even if she put her hand in flames, she wouldn't feel the heat, only pain.

The illness didn't just freeze her body; it also ensured she never felt warmth at all.

She had thought she would eventually get over it, but she never really did.

Every day, she could still feel the cold deep in her bones, and she begged for the day she would feel the slightest trace of warmth again.

But each day, that hope grew more distant as every attempt yielded nothing, and she felt her essence draining away.

Eventually, she lost hope, becoming irritable and cold to everyone around her.

She isolated herself, knowing well no one wanted to help—and that she didn't need anyone's help anyway.

But loneliness was real.

Even she herself felt it, though she tried her best to fight it, telling herself she was tough.

Luna was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the tears slipping from her eyes.

Dhe only became aware when Nolan's fingers brushed them away.

"It's only for a night, remember? Don't spend it crying or you'll extinguish my flames," he said, wiping her tears.

Luna huffed, but soon, a small smile settled on her lips.

"I have a question though..." she suddenly called out to Nolan, who turned his gaze down to look at her.

"And what is that?"