'I should just do what Darryl said for the sake of master,' thought Purple Cloud Fairy.

"Fine, I'll give you a massage," said Purple Fairy out loud. After that, she walked over to stand behind Darryl and placed her slender hands on top of his shoulder to give him a massage.

Darryl sighed contentedly and closed his eyes in enjoyment as the tension left his body. "It feels so nice to be massaged by a fairy."

After a while, Purple Cloud Fairy bit his lips and asked softly, "How is it? Do you feel better?"

All she could think about was for Darryl to quickly heal Arta the Immortal. However, Darryl did not get up; instead, he put up his feet on the stone table. "My legs feel sore too. Why don't you give them a massage too?"

Purple Cloud Fairy's body started trembling with rage, but she held it in. She squatted in front of him and started massaging his legs. Darryl could see her voluptuous silhouette from his perspective and could not help but admire it.

'She's not only beautiful but ha