Chapter 198
Chapter 198
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 198
Chapter Title: Bretilla's Flower and Suspicion
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“You mean you can tell me how to use it? Do you know how?”
“Mm, I know a little.”
Why?
A question mark popped up in Meiko’s mind.
Bretilla’s Flower was a legendary bloom that even mages rarely encountered, and its uses weren’t fully understood.
Even Meiko, the illusion mage closest to Bretilla’s Flower, didn’t fully grasp how to use it in reality.
Yet the employee in front of her not only knew what the flower was but claimed to know how to use it.
It was incomprehensible.
Just who the hell was she?
“She’s not a mage.”
If she were a skilled mage, Meiko would definitely recognize her face.
The fact that Meiko didn’t know her face meant she was someone who had never shown up at the academy or drawn any attention.
“How do you know that method?”
“Mm…… Well, that’s kind of my specialty.”
“That kind……?”
Prelia pointed at Meiko’s bare lower half, her skirt discarded.
“I’m used to dealing with customers who harbor desires.”
“Ah…….”
Meiko blushed as she covered her exposed bottom.
She realized her current state wasn’t one that anyone should imitate.
She was still wearing her top, but with her skirt and panties off, her lower body was completely bare. She even held a dildo in her hand, her pussy dripping wet and the dildo slick with her juices.
She couldn’t blame anyone else in this situation.
“The owner of the Fantasy Shop must think highly of you to employ you.”
“I suppose so…….”
“Shall I show you how to use it?”
Prelia smiled and approached.
“The truth is, it’s simple. You don’t sprinkle the extract on the magic circle like this.”
Prelia dipped her finger into the flower’s extract and licked it.
“You apply it to the user’s body like this.”
“To the body?”
“Yes. You rub it on the body, channel a bit of mana, and activate the magic circle…….”
Woooong.
Illusion magic activated centered on Prelia.
It wasn’t the magic circle moving.
The woman right in front of her was creating her own new illusion magic.
Meiko saw a man appear before her eyes.
Max.
It was Max from the new illusion Prelia had conjured.
His body was armed with thick muscles, gleaming copper skin highlighting firm contours.
Pointed horns peeked through his blond hair.
It seemed to be Prelia’s ideal version of Max.
The horned Max approached Meiko.
He grabbed her hand firmly.
She felt the sensation.
It was too vivid to call it just an illusion.
It was as if someone outside was controlling it separately.
Even knowing it wasn’t real, it was so sophisticated she couldn’t tell it was fake.
“How is it?”
Meiko nodded at Prelia’s question.
“I can definitely feel the physical force. It feels real…….”
“Heh heh heh.”
Prelia laughed upon hearing that.
“There’s a legend that Bretilla’s Flower gives illusions physical power, but honestly, it’s not that impressive. It just makes holding hands or touching feel real.”
“So it’s felt even without someone touching from outside?”
“Yes. Just like now.”
Meiko looked at the illusory Max who had approached her.
Her hand in his grasp.
The clear tactile sensation.
It didn’t have the power to change the status of illusion mages, as she had hoped.
She had thought illusion magic could finally rise to a major magic school.
“It’s impossible after all.”
Her hope that Bretilla’s Flower would elevate the illusion school’s standing seemed unlikely to come true.
She felt deflated.
That hollow feeling of realizing she couldn’t achieve her long-held goal.
Her breath caught in her throat.
But.
“This is enough.”
She could satisfy her urges alone without showing such a disgrace to her disciple.
It wasn’t entirely sad.
“How about it? Why not touch the boss’s attractive body for a bit?”
Prelia tempted Meiko.
She whispered in a coquettish voice, using the blond Max standing beside her as bait.
“You’ve got an interesting job.”
“Pardon?”
“Are you craving this flower’s nectar?”
Meiko spoke calmly and snapped her fingers.
And in that instant.
“Huh, what?”
The massive, muscular blond Max suddenly shrank.
The Max who had towered over them moments ago was now almost the same height as Prelia.
Control of the illusion had instantly shifted from Prelia to Meiko.
“What were you planning to do to me using this illusion just now?”
“Ah, that was…… Ha, hahaha.”
Prelia laughed awkwardly.
“Who the hell are you?”
“My identity?”
Prelia smiled awkwardly, her eyes darting around.
Until moments ago, embarrassed by her own indiscretion being caught, Meiko hadn’t given much thought to Prelia’s true nature.
But the moment she saw the blond Max with horns on his head, a deep sense of unease hit her.
Horns on the head.
Weren’t those the symbol of demons?
“A demon?”
No matter how she thought about it, something was off.
Her disciple had never hired any employees before.
Even as customers increased and the shop prospered, he never used staff.
Probably because the nature of the work invited such complications.
But even when his teacher offered to help, he made excuses and refused, insisting on working alone.
As if that were the right way.
Yet now, after a long absence, some woman shows up claiming to be an employee and barges in at night.
A woman who knew illusions well and even understood Bretilla’s Flower—something even Meiko didn’t fully grasp—to a suspicious degree.
A hypothesis formed in her mind.
“Is she some sorceress here to steal my disciple’s secrets?”
And that hypothesis solidified the moment she saw the horned Max illusion.
This woman was a mysterious sorceress summoning demons.
A sly vixen trying to deceive her disciple and bend him to her will.
An heretic attempting to summon a demon through Max’s body.
Innocent Max was being tricked into employing her.
“I have to protect Max.”
That was a teacher’s duty, wasn’t it?
Guiding a disciple away from the wrong path.
Driving out those who would lead the disciple astray.
Meiko glared at Prelia, who couldn’t respond.
“You said you’re an employee?”
“That’s right! I work under the boss!”
“Then what do you do under Max?”
“Pardon?”
“It’d be best to answer honestly. If you lie…….”
She pointed her finger, and the surroundings shifted.
“I’ll have to figure out how to deal with you.”
“N-No, wait, Boss’s teacher? What I did just now was just a j-joke…….”
“Speak quickly. Before I incinerate you.”
She had to protect her disciple.
Her cute disciple, Max.
A bit cheeky, but sincere in his respect for his teacher—her one and only disciple.
His being older always nagged at her, but he never minded her age and always treated her as his master.
Sure, she was a naughty teacher secretly making herself look younger behind his back, but her love for her disciple was genuine.
So she could do anything to protect him.
“I-I…… Well…….”
If this suspicious woman meant harm to her disciple, she’d eliminate her without hesitation.
“I s-satisfy people with strong desires, like the boss’s teacher!”
Prelia squeezed her eyes shut and shouted.
“Pardon?”
“I-It’s true! Bretilla’s Flower is something only a serious pervert would seek, so finding it means…….”
“W-Wait a minute! Why are you suddenly going there?”
“You asked what I do.”
“……What does that have to do with this?”
“Most customers who come to our shop harbor those kinds of desires. Wanting to ravish a man. Wanting to be ravaged. Wanting to be utterly wrecked, and so on.”
“…….”
“I handle the ones the boss can’t deal with personally. I’m confident in this area. That’s why I was trying to show you an illusion in that vein…….”
Prelia trailed off.
Meiko sighed at her words.
She didn’t seem to be lying.
But the suspicion hadn’t vanished.
“What was with that Max illusion with demon horns? Are you some heretic who worships demons?”
“Ah, that’s just my taste…….”
Taste for demons?
She really was a dangerous woman.
One her disciple must never get close to.
It might not be a lie that she was Max’s employee.
But she had to be stopped.
This dangerous woman who liked demons had to be kicked out of the shop immediately.
It was the natural duty of a follower of the Goddess Church.
Meiko gritted her teeth.
“I don’t want to do this, but…….”
She reactivated the magic circle she had turned off midway.
Woooong!
The illusion from the magic circle she always used to enjoy shota Max alone.
“Huh……?”
She decided to use it now to drive out the suspicious woman before her.
“I’ll exclude you first.”
“W-Wait! Boss’s teacher……?”
To eradicate that demon fetish, should she start with angelic caresses?
As she designed the illusion to subdue the woman before her.
“Teacher, what are you doing here?”
“M-Max.”
Max, in his pajamas, stared at Meiko as he rushed in.
Something felt off.
My instincts were telling me.
Something was happening at the shop right now.
Once you reach the ultimate realm of sensing mana, your physical senses become several times more acute than a normal person’s.
A instinct that detects danger.
I couldn’t sleep comfortably.
No matter how I tossed and turned, the bed felt uncomfortable.
“What is it? Why does everything feel so chaotic?”
As I frowned in unexplained anxiety.
[The owner's assistance is needed.]
The message from the illusion magic circle appeared on the crystal ball installed in the house.
“Why is this……?”
The magic circle should definitely be off.
Did someone turn it on?
Prelia, maybe?
“She’s not capable of that.”
She didn’t have the skill to handle an illusion magic circle.
There was only one person who could manipulate it.
“Teacher?”
Had Meiko returned already?
I hurriedly threw on an outer garment and headed to the shop.
There, Prelia and Meiko were facing off.
Prelia in a flowing nightgown, Meiko half-naked with her skirt barely covering her bottom.
Meiko, overwhelming Prelia with her mana, was activating the illusion magic circle to trap the succubus.
“Teacher, what are you doing here?”
“M-Max.”
Meiko spoke upon seeing me.
“This woman’s dangerous. We need to kick her out of the shop right now.”
At Meiko’s words, I looked at Prelia.
What had she said this time?
“B-Boss, it’s a misunderstanding!”
Prelia waved her hands desperately, while Meiko tried to drive her out.
My eyes were drawn to Meiko’s nearly bare skirt.
This couldn’t be.
“Prelia, were you trying to pounce on my teacher just now?”
“N-No! I-It’s the opposite!”
“Opposite?”
Prelia bit her lower lip and shouted desperately.
“Your teacher was masturbating while calling your name and got caught by me!”
“Uwaaaaaah!!!!!”
Meiko lunged and covered Prelia’s mouth.
“Teacher……?”
“Uwaaaaaah!!!!!”
Meiko shook her head violently at me, denying it emphatically.
They say strong denial is admission.
“Did you really do that?”