Chapter 79
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 79
Chapter Title: The Demon King's Assault (2)
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Like the previous lesson, this class was also held outdoors.
We rode a rattling carriage toward a forest a short distance from the city.
She had planned to explain the theory in the carriage before we arrived, but I simply couldn't focus on the lecture.
And for good reason. Even before the class began, Bella Sodders had gotten me incredibly aroused.
It was as if she'd suddenly brimmed with sensuality. Unlike yesterday, Bella was far more conscious of me.
The most telling sign was her demeanor. Every time our eyes met, she flinched in surprise.
Her face would flush deep red, like a girl burning with fever for her first love, her fingers fidgeting nervously whenever our gazes connected.
'Did she change her mind about something?'
Whatever the case, if the lust she harbored for me had intensified, it was a good thing.
My shattered mind demanded immediate satisfaction for the blazing desire, and I spoke to her, who now seemed willing to indulge even my more excessive requests.
"I have a favor to ask."
"Hm? What's wrong, Lian?"
She met my silent stare, then her eyes drifted down to my swollen lower body.
"Eek...♥ Lian, you really..."
She gave a slightly troubled smile.
With a soft sigh, she gently closed the book she'd opened for the explanation.
"You're really incorrigible...♥"
Brushing her pure white blonde hair behind her ear, she slowly pulled down my pants.
"With Belia back at the dorm, I guess I have no choice but to handle it myself...♥"
Without being asked, she even bared her breasts and serviced me in earnest.
Leaning halfway back against the carriage seat, she pointed to her glistening mouth, ready to take my cock.
Her healthy, vivid crimson lips formed a striking contrast with her neat, orderly white teeth.
She let saliva drip onto her breasts, slicking up her cleavage to welcome my cock, seducing me all the while.
"Don't get the wrong idea, Lian...♥ We're almost there...♥ This is just to efficiently quench your desire...♥"
"So, come here...♥ Feel as good as you want..♥"
Hearing her excuses grow less and less convincing was its own pleasure.
"What kind of mother would do this? *Smooch* Always be grateful for it, Lian...♥"
In the carriage, I enjoyed her service—which had grown a touch more skilled than before—right up until we reached our destination.
"Hehe, Lian...♥ Only I can relieve desires like this...♥"
Kissing her son's massive cock with affection, she whispered softly to me.
"So, let it all out...♥ Your filthy desires♥ Every last one...♥"
As my ejaculation began, she sucked it like a baby bottle, bringing the service to a close.
Having learned from the previous time on her belly, she gently fondled my balls while pressing firmly along my perineum with her finger, coaxing out the rest of the semen.
"*Smack* Haa...♥ So much...♥ Hehe."
Thanks to her new technique, every drop of the remaining load went straight into her mouth without soiling her breasts.
"Smooch♥ Slurp♥ Suck♥"
She savored the fishy semen like it was a delicious drink, not letting a single drop escape.
She dabbed at the semen around her lips with a handkerchief.
"Feeling refreshed now, Lian?"
If she had a tail, it would've been wagging furiously. With an expression begging for praise, she sought my verdict.
"It was the best."
"Hmm...♥"
Utterly unbothered that the praise was for her lewd deed, she stayed bubbly all the way to our arrival.
Even after all that ejaculation yesterday, Lian's semen was still so thick.
Well, it must mean I'm just that alluring. Being able to quantitatively confirm how much he likes me left me in a great mood.
What's more, the very fact that Lian was making sexual demands of me now felt good.
I wanted him to use me as a sexual outlet. I wanted to nurture his lust, letting it twist and grow freely.
That way, he'd keep getting aroused by me forever...♥
In any case, the fun time with Lian in the carriage was nice, but it meant the theory lesson had to happen right here.
I explained the day's class to Lian.
"Lian, have you ever seen a Battle Mage?"
"No. How are they different from regular mages?"
In response, I described Battle Mages as I'd witnessed them myself.
"When I was at the Magic Tower, the Tower Lord once invited a Battle Mage."
I dredged up a particularly memorable anecdote.
"At first, honestly, I thought it a bit ridiculous. He said he knew fewer than seven spells."
"Seven?"
"Yes, seven. Even Magic Tower initiates could cast more than that, so just seven? A few of my peers burst out laughing."
"It didn't take long for that laughter to turn to shock."
I described that incredible scene from the Magic Tower to Lian.
"That's when I realized that the sheer number of spells you can cast doesn't matter at all."
"That Battle Mage subdued most of the tower's mages in spars using simple spell combinations."
Telekinesis to silently deflect incoming darts, mana arrows that toyed with and dismantled complex high-level spells by targeting their weak points, blinding flashes of light...
"The battle of someone who hones every skill to its absolute limit was like art."
I took Lian's hand, sharing my impressions from back then.
Soon after, brimming with expectations, I told him,
"In this brutal continent, force is power—your shield to protect you, Lian."
"...I know."
"If you can fight like a Battle Mage, you'll surely... grow brilliantly..."
Ah, I shouldn't do this. I can't repeat the same mistake as last time...♥
Demanding so much achievement from Lian like this will make the rewards I owe him later too much to handle...♥
Once again, I'm testing Lian♥
Too scared to cross the line myself, I'm a wicked mother waiting for her son to cross it for me♥
"Then, I have high hopes for this lesson too."
Watching Lian absorb my lesson content so quickly made my heart race.
Her lesson was remarkably well-structured, unbelievable for how little time she'd had to prepare.
"Impressive, Lian! Now, try dodging this too!"
The problem was that the structure had been designed to dismantle me as efficiently as possible.
The once peaceful and quiet winter forest had turned chaotic from the magic lesson.
A conical stone pillar grazed past my head, only to loop back under Bella's telekinesis.
That pillar relentlessly pursued me, making evasion a nightmare.
Just as she'd explained, wrapping myself in telekinesis to block sound waves made it hard to hear the projectiles coming.
The noise cancellation wasn't perfect, but she created simultaneous noises with other objects, so sound alone couldn't reveal their direction.
By the time I pinpointed their locations for interception, they'd slip annoyingly between the fir trees.
"Haha! Lian! How do you expect to earn any rewards like that?"
Bella watched my struggles with evident pride, like she was impressed.
'If you're so impressed, maybe don't launch extra fireballs at me...!'
They were undeniably effective... but the class was thrillingly perilous.
After kicking a fir tree to shower down snow and snuff out a fireball, I racked my brain for a way to eliminate the mana projectiles that kept pressuring me.
First things first: I needed their positions. But how?
I traced their trails using not my five senses, but my mana-sensing intuition.
Deep breath. Eyes closed. Maximize mana sensitivity.
"Sense all the mana around you."
With my senses enhanced by the incantation, I could pinpoint the projectiles' locations.
Finally, I shot down the ones hiding behind trees.
"Huu...!"
It was grueling training—I'd burned through about half my mana.
I was about to request a break when my sharpened senses blared a warning.
Not the minor mana of projectiles, but a massive mana lifeform, crouched and waiting.
"What... is this...!"
Without the enhanced senses, I never would've detected it. It had compressed its enormous mana to the limit, like a predator lowering itself to stalk prey.
I pushed my body to its absolute limit and charged toward Bella.
"Oh my, Lian! Attacking the caster is against the rules... Lian?"
Only after seeing my ashen face did Bella realize something was wrong.
The instant I yanked her away, the ground where she'd stood writhed—and a monster burst forth from below, clad in rock-hard black exoskeleton.
"Lian, what in the world...?"
I wasn't the only one feeling the numbing pressure in my limbs. Bella couldn't hide the tremor in her voice.
"...Sharper senses than I expected. I thought you'd stay oblivious till the end."
As if relaying its master's words, the monster's skin quivered, and it addressed us in a grotesque rasp.
The voice—distorted like a broken phonograph emanating from the monster's vocal organ—reached us.
Its utterly alien mode of speech, nothing like any normal creature, triggered instinctive revulsion.
"Who... are you...?"
It was a truly monstrous size. Mana sense confirmed far more of it still buried underground than what had emerged.
"Who am I? Hmm... how to put it?"
—So many names for me, you see— it cackled, calmly conveying its will through the minion.
"You're not really asking for a name. What's important to you isn't that, after all."
"In the end, it's the essence that matters—what stands before you! Who controls it! You're demanding a simple explanation that sums it up in one word."
It continued in a theatrical tone, like a narcissistic madman reveling in his soliloquy.
"An identity you might recognize... the original owner of that mana-etched grimoire you stole. Ring any bells?"
"Or... yes, how about the name Demon King?"
"A name that explains so very much, wouldn't you say?"
"Ha! Haha! Hahaha!"
Conveying its master's mad laughter, the black beast drooled profusely as it echoed the grotesque cackles.