Chapter 145: The Strongest God-Killer, the Seventh King, Terrifying Power! The Panic of Japan

He activated the massage chair, sat down, and put on an eye mask.

Liliana, watching from beside him, walked over voluntarily and asked: "Your Majesty, are you sleepy? Do you need me to give you a massage?"

No matter how advanced the massage chair, it could never match the comfort of a real human massage.

Li An did not refuse; he removed the eye mask and said: "Alright, let's go to the private cabin."

Liliana nodded, her small face slightly flushed.

Immediately, the two headed to the private cabin on the plane.

Inside the cabin was a bed over two meters wide, along with a large-screen TV.

Li An immediately took off his coat and shoes, then lay down on the bed.

Liliana felt awkward but also removed her shoes and got onto the bed with him.

She knelt beside Li An, extending her fair, delicate hands to begin massaging his body.

"Your Majesty, is this pressure alright?" Liliana asked.

"Mm, perfect!" Li An said contentedly.

Undeniably, a real human massage was far more comfortable than a massage chair.

Most importantly, Liliana carried a faint virgin scent—exquisitely pleasant.

Only now did Li An truly take notice of Liliana.

As a genius of the Bronze Black Cross, her reputation was no less than Erica's.

Though they competed against each other, privately they were close, intimate friends.

Liliana's full name was Liliana Kranich, and like Erica, she possessed the strength of a Grand Knight at only sixteen years old.

Due to her striking beauty and peerless swordsmanship, she was called the Sword Fairy!

Her silver hair was tied into a high ponytail; her delicate features, paired with her blue eyes, truly made her look like a fairy.

She wore a black short dress, a small blue shawl over her shoulders, white thigh-high socks hugging her rounded, slender legs, and brown ankle boots.

This entire outfit matched Li An's preferred aesthetic.

Most crucially, her beauty hit every point of Li An's taste—making him feel excited.

08 Liliana, flustered by Li An's gaze, turned bright red.

Yet she endured it, focusing intently on giving him the massage.

This contrast of shyness and dedication made Li An like this girl even more.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch her white thigh-high socks.

"Ah!" Liliana jolted, letting out a startled cry.

"Don't scream. Keep massaging," Li An ordered Liliana.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Liliana's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, growing even redder.

But Li An paid no heed, his hand roaming over her white-sheathed thigh.

Liliana was nearly driven mad; she felt unbearably ticklish.

Ten hours later, the private jet had reached the skies above China.

Three more hours, and they would nearly arrive in Osaka.

At this point, Li An had already fallen asleep under Liliana's massage.

Liliana had massaged for three hours; her hands ached, so she summoned Erica, Luculasia, Princess Alice, and Anna to take turns, without stopping.

Only when the plane entered Osaka's airspace did Erica wake Li An.

Li An opened his eyes and asked: "Are we there yet?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. We have entered Osaka—the plane will land shortly," Erica replied immediately.

"Mm, I understand," Li An nodded, then began dressing.

Meanwhile, Osaka Airport had been cleared by the government.

All flights for the day had been suspended.

The airport perimeter was surrounded by the Self-Defense Forces; inside, the Japanese government's top officials and the leaders of the Mage Society were gathered.

Such as Sayagami Kaoru, director of the Tokyo Branch of the Historical Compilation Committee—the state agency controlling mages—and Kanzaki Touma, agent of the Historical Compilation Committee.