Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: Elixir Ingredients
Zeke doubted his own ears.
...
Did I hear that wrong?
Blinking his eyes like a goldfish, Zeke asked Freya once more. She stared back at him with an expressionless face, as if wondering what the problem was.
"Master. I think I misheard you, but what did you say the required ingredient was?"
"Semen."
"I must have misheard again..."
"You didn't mishear. It is semen. The elixir I'm researching this time requires a man's semen."
He hadn't misheard.
Freya had enunciated the word clearly: semen.
"You're not joking, are you? You're serious?"
"Have I ever been the type to joke around?"
"Well, no, but..."
His master was serious about everything.
All the lewd incidents from today might have seemed like playful flirtation between man and woman, but she had stripped herself bare to restore their master-disciple relationship.
It was the master's love for her disciple.
Though in the end, it had only made things more awkward...
In any case, his master wasn't one to joke.
She seriously needed semen.
Thinking back, this wasn't the first time something so absurd had happened.
For her magical research, his master didn't care about appearances or risks.
She had once passed out after continuously releasing mana for days to measure her limits.
She had broken her arm and torn her skin to shreds while testing new spells.
That stubborn personality of hers applied not just to magic research, but also to her hobby of tinkering with elixirs.
If she needed ingredients for an elixir, she would obtain them by any means necessary.
She had once gone alone to a northern dragon's nest because she needed a dragon egg.
She slew the dragon and brought back the egg.
As long as it wasn't some impossible legendary substance from myths, his master would procure the materials.
And this time, it was a man's semen.
"What kind of elixir are you trying to make that requires semen...?"
Zeke froze.
He realized.
Elixir.
If his curse-afflicted master was researching an elixir, there was only one possible purpose.
To break the curse.
With that thought, Zeke's hesitation vanished.
If it meant lifting his master's curse, Zeke was prepared to lay down his life without a second thought.
Compared to his life, semen was nothing.
His balls produced it every day.
He could extract it whenever needed.
"Understood."
Zeke steeled his expression.
"Give me a vial, and I'll fill it with semen."
"Take it off."
"Pardon?"
"Take off your pants."
Zeke's resolute expression slackened into stupidity once more.
"I need fresh semen right as it's ejaculated from the male body."
"That's..."
"So take off your pants here and ejaculate into the pot."
Freya pointed to the pot filled with mana water.
It was for making the elixir.
"Understood."
Zeke nodded.
"If you step out, I'll ejaculate into the pot."
He waited for Freya to leave.
But Freya just stood there blankly.
"Master?"
"What?"
"You need to leave so I can get to work."
"Why?"
Freya tilted her head, genuinely puzzled as to why she should leave.
"It's embarrassing."
"Hmm~"
Freya's eyes narrowed.
"I did say it was punishment, didn't I?"
"Pardon?"
"You embarrassed me, so now you need to feel embarrassed too."
Freya slipped on the gloves she had prepared in advance.
"Take off your pants. I'll make you ejaculate."
"Whaaat?"
Zeke was horrified.
"Even so, that's going too far."
"You've really become cheeky. You groped my genitals freely, but your own are precious?"
"That was when I was out of my mind and did something insane."
He truly had been insane.
He couldn't fathom why he had done such a thing.
Tormenting his master, of all people.
"And didn't you just say you could overlook your disciple's mistake as a cute slip-up?"
"I said I could overlook it, not that I would."
"And didn't you say you'd forgive me?"
"Did I?"
Freya feigned ignorance.
She definitely had.
If he sought forgiveness, she would grant it.
Zeke pressed her on it.
"I've changed my mind."
She cut off his persistent arguing.
"A master has to maintain some dignity. If I just forgive you after you did that to me, I might end up a master who's disrespected by her disciple forever."
"I won't do anything like that!"
"The one who claims he won't is the same who called his master 'cute' to mock her and stroked her pussy freely?"
Zeke had no defense for that incident.
Even if he couldn't control himself because he was in a daze, it had been his true feelings.
He had felt the impulse to torment Freya, and seeing her make those lewd noises while tormented, he had thought she was cute.
Absolutely not behavior for a disciple toward his master.
He had come to seek forgiveness for his past wrongs, but forgiveness seemed unlikely now.
He was stacking up ungrateful disciple points every time something happened.
"Haa... Fine. Understood."
Zeke unbuckled his belt.
2.
Freya had lied.
It was true that she needed semen.
The ancient grimoire from the Saintess listed male semen as an elixir ingredient.
Her lie was claiming she needed it fresh, right as it left the male body.
Freshness aside, any semen would do.
Fresh was probably better, though.
The reason Freya lied was crudely simple: she wanted to touch Zeke's lower parts.
That hot cock that had rubbed against her ass crack.
She wanted to hold it in her hand.
It looked grotesque and hideous, like a failed experiment monster, but her eyes kept drifting to it.
Just as men are curious about women's bodies, women are curious about men's.
It was instinctual curiosity toward the opposite sex.
"Then I'll take them off."
"Yes."
Zeke unbuckled his belt and slowly began removing his lower garments.
His master watched her disciple's striptease.
She tried to keep an indifferent expression, but every time he removed a piece of clothing, she swallowed dryly.
"Wow..."
The climax of the striptease.
He slipped off his underwear, and his cock flopped out.
The moment Freya saw the massive cock, she swallowed hard.
It really was huge.
Huge enough that she couldn't tear her eyes away.
"It gets even bigger here, right?"
"Yes."
Zeke's member hung limp.
Not fully erect.
Not even half-erect.
There was no strength in his dick.
It was because of the situation.
Standing here with his pants down, exposing his crotch to his master like some inspection—it was just embarrassing.
He felt no arousal at all.
"Hurry and make it big."
Freya observed Zeke's cock with wide, curious eyes like a cat discovering something new.
"It's not like I can make it big just because I want to..."
Of course, if he grabbed it and stroked a few times, it would grow.
But showing such an ugly sight in front of Freya made him hesitate.
"Come to think of it, I recall that a man's penis naturally enlarges when stimulated?"
"Gasp!"
Freya grabbed Zeke's crotch.
Squish squish, squish squish.
Like a child full of curiosity, Freya fiddled with the soft cock.
"To think something this squishy gets so hard..."
Fascinated, she kept kneading it with her hands.
A tension built in his lower abdomen.
His balls tightened, blood rushing to his cock.
The expanding shaft grew in her grip, as if trying to escape.
"I knew it, but... it's incredibly hot."
The heat against her palm.
Hotter than when she felt it against her ass crack.
Hot enough to burn.
Freya gripped the shaft like a handle and kneaded the cock.
"Does it ejaculate like this?"
Such innocent, pure movements.
Zeke realized.
His master was a virgin.
She clearly had no idea how to handle a man's cock or how to make him cum.
He knew she had no interest in men, but he never imagined she had zero experience over more than a thousand years.
Honestly, he figured someone with such a long life must have had at least one encounter.
But she was a virgin.
That fact aroused him even more.
"Hik...!"
Freya flinched as Zeke's cock twitched in her hand.
Ahem, she cleared her throat awkwardly.
She erased the childlike expression she had moments ago and put on a calm, composed adult face.
She seemed to be trying to show the poise of a master and a mature woman, but her awkward, clumsy hand movements on his cock betrayed her.
Honestly, it didn't feel that good.
There was mental pleasure, sure.
But no physical pleasure.
Of course, there was some physical stimulation.
Having someone else touch his precious member sent chills down his spine.
But it wasn't enough to bring him to ejaculation.
"Um... Master...?"
Zeke cautiously called out to her.
"It's not just kneading it like that..."
He placed his hand over hers, the one gripping his cock, and slowly moved it back and forth.
"You do it like this."
Freya's hand slid up and down.
The smooth silk glove felt wonderful gliding over his cock.
Every time the silk swept under the glans, his hips jerked.
The stimulation was definitely stronger now.
"I know...!"
Embarrassed by her own clumsiness, Freya raised her voice unnecessarily.
"L-Like this, right...?"
Her checking if she was doing it correctly was adorable.
No!
Thinking his master was cute again.
Recalling how thinking that earlier led to his misdeeds, he couldn't even allow himself the thought.
"Yes, just keep stroking it like that."
Freya diligently pumped her arm.
His master's earnest handjob punishment felt amazing.
He could take this kind of punishment any number of times.
The initial embarrassment had long worn off.
The disciple quietly savored his master's clumsy handjob.