Boasting About a Disciple
Mineba took out a Magic Tool to show the witches.
It wasn't a particularly precious Magic Tool; it was merely a photographic Magic Tool that copied and saved scenes from the past, much like a modern photograph.
—That was Mineba's thought, at least.
For Mineba, who possessed more wealth and magical knowledge than anyone else, it was indeed so. However, among ordinary people, it was a Magic Tool that was naturally difficult to obtain, purchase, or even glimpse.
And Rie, who didn't stray far from the realm of ordinary people, was quite surprised in her heart.
After all, not every Witch earned a lot of money and lived well.
Rie, who lived happily with Leira without any greed for money, had no great desire for power or wealth. However, she did have a certain desire for things that could create memories with Leira.
As Mineba's hand placed the Magic Tool on the table, Rie's gaze met it, and simultaneously, the eyes of all the witches in the room were fixed in that direction.
As all the witches simultaneously harbored thoughts like, 'Perhaps?', Mineba smiled gently, as if to fulfill their expectations, and activated the Magic Tool.
"Ta-da, this is my disciple."
From the Magic Tool Mineba activated, there was a woman smiling brightly as if looking at the night sky.
Of course, she was incredibly beautiful.
At that, the witches gave her a passing score for the first round,
"··········Gulp."
And when everyone simultaneously gave her a passing score for the second round, it was when their gazes fell upon her chest.
Just by looking, her breasts seemed to promise an enormous amount of Mana in future generations.
And if breasts were that large, one might expect some excess fat, but.
"···············"
All the witches couldn't take their eyes off Lunia's figure in the photo.
Was it because she had reached an ideal type beyond anyone's imagination?
Or was it because her figure was so overwhelming that no one could tear their eyes away?
Of course, no matter how outstanding her appearance and figure, the most important thing for the descendants of a Witch would still remain.
And when the witches turned their heads towards Mineba to resolve that question, Mineba answered everyone's doubts.
With just two sentences.
"When I first saw her, I thought she was a Witch we didn't know."
""···············""
What that meant was obvious.
Highest score in all attributes.
The best physical talent, as if loved by Mana.
Witches were unable to have children because they were too loved by Mana, so it couldn't be anything but a shock to them.
Only then did they realize why Mineba had told such a story.
And consistently, they all began to fall into imagination.
Her face was beautiful, and her figure was not inferior to any other Witch.
Even her talent was top-notch.
Such an imagination: a child looking only at them, whispering words of love, and a few years later, embracing the fruit of their union and raising them harmoniously.
The witches grew greedy.
"Our Lunia is beautiful, isn't she?"
So her name is Lunia.
The witches simultaneously had the same thought.
That they definitely wanted to impregnate that child.
However, Mineba, who couldn't possibly be unaware of the witches' thoughts, immediately turned off the photo Magic Tool.
"··········Ah."
Someone let out a groan, wanting to see more, while others still couldn't take their eyes off the spot where the photo had been.
Even Rie and Leira, who had already formed a 'married couple's' bond, couldn't take their eyes off it either.
"···············Hey."
And the one who broke that brief silence was none other than Remil.
If you were to ask what she was trying to say by breaking the silence··········,
"··········She doesn't have any sisters, older or younger·····?"
"·········Oh my?"
Mineba was genuinely surprised by this unexpected side of Remil.
It was understandable, as Remil was always asserting her pride and was the type of person who wouldn't even show her true feelings, let alone ask anyone for a favor.
Yet, she was asking a question, even bending her pride to do so.
If Lunia had been only moderately beautiful, perhaps such a thing wouldn't have happened.
Mineba's shoulders subtly shrugged.
A hint of playfulness came over Mineba, and she even considered not telling Remil,
"···············"
But she decided to be satisfied with having seen such a cute side and opened her mouth.
"Hmm, she doesn't seem to have any family, particularly··········."
Honestly, to Mineba's own eyes, it seemed like she might have family, and there were quite a few suspicious aspects, but.
Anyway, roughly speaking, it seemed to her that Lunia didn't have any sisters Remil would want, so she answered that there weren't any.
At that, Remil's expression was clearly filled with regret.
"··········No, never mind. It's fine."
Remil had indulged in a delusion, wondering if it might be possible by any chance, but.
As expected, no matter what, she shouldn't ask for something that shouldn't be done, so she didn't voice it.
Because she herself knew how ugly and dirty such a request would be.
Only then did Remil also realize why Mineba had said she would even kidnap and imprison her to have a child.
No, all the witches in this room realized it.
And everyone understood.
At that level, anyone would go crazy wanting to take her away.
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So, if you were to ask what Lunia, who was causing such widespread grumbling among the witches, was currently doing··········,
"R-really, that Lunia········?"
Of course, Lunia wasn't here.
The ones talking were Arnold and an unnamed male student.
However, he wasn't just an unnamed male student, but a 'sufficiently wealthy' one.
And Arnold was approaching that student, working on their plan.
As planned from the beginning, if they spread the rumor to only a very few people, and the size of that rumor gradually swelled,
that rumor would not only be difficult to refute, but if it became something like an urban legend, it was obvious that even the professors wouldn't be able to do much about it.
So Arnold didn't bother to add a warning to keep it a secret.
Rather, he hoped someone would accidentally let such information slip during a conversation.
That way, it would be easier for Arnold's side to make their move.
Anyway.
Lunia was famous enough that all the students knew her.
In fact, Lunia seemed unaware, but it had now become a given that every male student in the academy wanted to sleep with her.
Such a Lunia selling her body for a few coins.
Even if the rumor spread, they naturally wouldn't believe that fact, and even if they were drawn in, they would come half-believing, half-doubting.
Nevertheless, their role was no different from a success just by making them half-believe and half-doubt.
And if they followed them with the thought, 'Surely it can't be real, can it?'—
"U-uh, hey. I-is it real··········."
The best possible reward would be given to them.
"I can have sex with that Lunia?!"
"··········Ugh."
Lunia made a miserable expression.
Unaware that such an expression was, for the 'customers,' an even more exciting element.
As if to provoke the other person, she even made a sorrowful expression, forcibly turning her gaze to the side.
The person who saw that was so stimulated that his pants' fly was already bulging out.
As if comparing their two situations, one wore a miserable expression, and the other a vile one.
"Hey, Arnold. How much did you say it was?"
"···············."
Arnold, who had suddenly been spoken to informally by a guy whose name he didn't even know, felt a little annoyed.
Just by looking, he probably thought he owned the world and was superior to everyone else, at the fact that he could have 'that Lunia' beneath him.
Nevertheless, Arnold endured.
Because, from this point on, there was no need for him to interfere anyway.
"If it's 30 gold to buy one prostitute, I wouldn't even buy her in the first place··········but if it's 'Lunia,' then 50 gold isn't a waste at all."
The man who came as a 'customer' gently grabbed Lunia's hair.
"Honestly, I came here half-expecting to be scammed, but this is truly an unexpected windfall."
The hand that had traced down her hair naturally moved towards Lunia's breasts.
And just like that, he squeezed Lunia's breasts hard.
"·····Hmph?!"
"Ohh·····!"
The softness was on a different level from the cheap prostitutes he had embraced until now, and the overwhelming size, which couldn't even be compared, was enough to satisfy any man.
And to excite them, too.
The man immediately pulled down his pants right there.
It was unpleasant that he was carelessly taking off his pants in such a place without any preparation, but.
Anyway, as he lowered his pants, a hideously shaped lump of male flesh suddenly popped out.
Still, the men of this world boasted an unusual size and thickness, as if they had been set up that way.
They were so similar that one couldn't say who was bigger or smaller, but one thing was certain.
"There's something you need to do before I put it in, right?"
The man firmly pressed Lunia's head down and began to bring his dick close to her face.
What he wanted was obvious.
Lunia silently complied with his force.
It was an act she didn't necessarily need to do, but Lunia forcibly took his dick into her mouth.
"·······Ugh."
And she slowly began to suck on the foreign object that had entered her mouth.