Chapter 3: A Man's Romance
It was a statue roughly the size of two grown men, shaped like a wizard wrapped in a robe.
The kind of utterly ordinary stone statue you could find in any plaza. But if you were a professor or one of the academy’s key figures, you knew.
You knew exactly how important—and how dangerously volatile—this thing truly was.
Students who didn’t know any better would sit around it to rest or climb all over it like idiots.
I stepped closer.
At the base of the statue, a small inscription was engraved.
“Magic is the perfect result of the balance between desire and reason. Distance yourself from desire and efficiency drops. Lose your reason and you fall into corruption. You must always remember this. — Carlos Le Ferner.”
Carlos Le Ferner—the first headmaster of the Imperial Academy and the genius mage who had stepped into the territory of dragons. Even though more than a thousand years had passed, his achievements only grew more impressive with time.
Because after him, no one else had ever set foot in that realm again.
I gave his statue a light bow, silently asking for forgiveness.
What I was about to do was destroy one of the very achievements he had left behind.
I’m truly sorry, great senior. I tried to hold back if I could, but those fucking nobles and that bastard emperor are too goddamn disgusting. I’ll make sure the world doesn’t end, so please forgive me.
I sat down naturally beside the statue and placed my hand against it.
Then I poured in a thread of mana to loosen the seal just a little.
Do you know who I am?
Even a magnificent being like you is currently trapped inside a rock, right?
That was enough of an introduction.
This demon had been sealed for far too long. If I let her start chatting, she’d never shut up. So if I wanted to get to the main topic, I had to take the lead.
“Hey, demon.”
“Fine. Beres. I’ve got a proposal that might interest you. Care to hear it?”
Then, after a brief pause, she asked again as if genuinely startled.
“I know there’s only one thing that would actually tempt you.”
“Why, you don’t want it?”
The little shit even remembered my name.
Ever since I learned the secret of this statue, I—who had always been interested in magic—had frequently poured mana into it to analyze the seal. That was how I’d ended up talking to her. I’d only told her my name once, but she had remembered it perfectly.
Well, she had been trapped alone for a thousand years. Of course she wouldn’t forget.
Anyway.
“I’m planning to change the world a bit. But starting from the bottom all by myself feels pretty damn frustrating.”
“You’re surprisingly honest. I thought you’d lie through your teeth just to get out.”
“Was that a compliment?”
Sounded like an insult to me.
“So, are you in or not?”
How should I explain this?
After thinking it over, I decided to just tell her the truth. After all, she had no one else to talk to but me.
“This world is wrong. We’re all human, yet some are born with noble blood and others are born as slaves lower than beasts.”
“I’m going to spray my filthy blood into the descendants of every royal and noble house. I’ll make it so there is no such thing as noble blood anymore. I will create a world where all humans are equal.”
Unlike humans, demons had no discrimination. They proved their worth purely through strength.
“Don’t worry. I’m not weak enough to need that much power from you.”
She sounded pretty pleased.
The reason was simple. Fulfilling my wish might take an entire lifetime. During all that time, she would have to stay by my side. If we were unlucky enough to run into celestials or saints, both the contract and our existences would be erased on the spot.
That was why I had no intention of borrowing any serious power from her.
What I wanted from her was—
“What I want is potency. To be more specific, a massive cock and infinite stamina.”
She practically drooled at the words.
“I have to pump my seed into the entire imperial family and every noble house. There’s no way the number of targets is small. Without the stamina, I might die of a heart attack before I even finish fucking them all.”
“Ah, that’s just a man’s romance.”
Crazy bastard. I could hear the demon’s low murmur of what might have been praise.
Then she let out a long sigh.
Why? Was it impossible?
The moment she spoke, the entire world went pitch black and letters floated up before my eyes.
Contractor: Jeren Diya Aslan / Beres Artmora de Zepeto
Terms:
— Jeren Diya Aslan shall release Beres from her seal and grant her complete freedom.
— Beres shall provide Jeren Diya Aslan with a massive cock and infinite stamina until he has impregnated every member of the imperial, royal, and noble bloodlines and produced offspring.
(Signature)
“Simple and clean.”
I guess that made sense.
I pressed my index finger to the signature space and injected mana. The letters were instantly engulfed in blue flames, then scattered like ash and vanished completely.
From within the darkness, a silhouette slowly took form.
Huh? What the…?
“You were a woman?”
Her way of speaking was completely masculine, but…
That wasn’t important right now. I quickly began undoing the statue’s seal one layer at a time.
No matter how hidden the garden bushes were, once classes ended and people started moving around, I would definitely get caught.
“This is no joke.”
They say undoing a seal is a hundred times easier than creating one, yet even I—who had once been considered the next headmaster—was sweating from the effort.
Still, after concentrating for about thirty minutes, the tangled threads of the seal finally began to unravel. After that, it went quickly.
“Incredible…”
An overwhelming amount of mana flowed in through the broken seal. It moved extremely carefully, as if trying not to let its presence be noticed by the outside world.
So this is Beres?
The volume of mana was easily over a hundred times that of a human. It was an amount no human could ever hope to surpass. Feeling it for the first time, goosebumps rose all over my body.
This was the strongest of all mana lifeforms—the demon race…!
The seal shattered completely.
And Beres flowed fully into me.
I had done my part. Now it was her turn to fulfill the contract.
She swam once around my body, then coalesced around the thing between my legs.
My cock slowly began to grow larger.
W-wait, is this…?
“Hey, is this what the contract actually meant?”
“Sorry. If I’d known you were female, I never would have made this kind of contract.”
I knew that contracting with a demon meant we’d be together until the end, but I never imagined it would mean this.
I had unintentionally gained a giant cock formed by a female demon.
At that moment, a sudden question occurred to me.
I reached down, grabbed my newly enlarged member, and stroked it back and forth as I asked.
“Does this feel good for you too?”
Thanks. I’ll take that as a compliment.
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