Matthew White
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I tensed as I processed the extraordinary information that my probe gave me. There was no doubt about the accuracy of that outcome. I pushed the layer of disguise, and there was no one underneath. It was supposed to be an impossible conclusion, one that I was supposed to dismiss as a crazy conclusion. Just to make sure, I cast a more ordinary detection spell. It was a healing-based one, essentially a variant of what I had been using to detect the undead, only geared to detect life rather than…
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I felt tense. It was a kind of tenseness that I didn’t face for a while, finding myself facing a mystery that I didn’t expect. I didn’t let that distract me, at least not for more than a moment. After all, it didn’t come as a complete surprise. I already knew that I was yet to understand the depth of their trickery, so facing something surprising wasn’t an unexpected occurrence. Naturally, I didn’t expect both characters to look at me with the exact same emotional intensity, making it very…
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After I left the tower, I didn’t waste any time resting and moved to my next target. My destination, the temporary Royal Quarters, to enjoy the apology breakfast that was promised — well, promised was a rather liberal description of what had happened. The more accurate definition was to say the one I extorted after not-Delia’s poorly thought-out revenge attempt, thinking that her amazing concealment would hide the truth behind her transformation — which, admittedly, was not a bad assumption. Even…
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While I created the storage the headmistress requested I had a tense expression, and that was not just a fake expression I wore to trick her about the difficulty of the challenge. I wanted to mislead her, but that was not the reason for my true tenseness. I was tense because, even at the moment, I wasn't entirely sure the path I had chosen was the right one, and I revealed the correct level of information to her. As I created the storage, the mana I used to construct it carried little Tantric mana. Or,…
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I couldn’t help but smirk as I looked at the collapsed figures of Titania and Marianne, their exhaustion at the peak after a night filled with debauchery, though, considering the great benefits it had granted to them, I doubted they would mind the exhaustion. I couldn’t say I was unhappy about the results as well. Not only I had received another level after the completion of the Companion process, but also made decent progress toward another amazing level up. Too bad the System chose to give me…
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Luckily, while I needed to understand better how Companion Node worked, it was not one of the boring, joyless magical research projects. No, it was much more fun. I continued to slide inside Marianne, enjoying the amazing way her warmth wrapped around my shaft, I split my attention toward the way the Companion Node was getting stronger, enhancing the connection between us. Naturally, it wasn’t the first time I was paying attention to this process, but my growing experience with Divine Spark helped me…
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The smile bloomed on Marianne’s face as she found herself in a new position, one that signified the massage was over. “About time,” she growled as she shifted in her place, trying to get comfortable. Titania said nothing, but that didn’t mean her answer was more subdued. Her lips were busy with letting out a delicious moan. Understandable, as Marianne’s shuffle on top of her didn’t exactly help her to get calm after her spectacular climax. I paused for a moment, enjoying the scene of their…
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As usual, I started with a spell to coat my fingers with massage oil, once again leveraging the more utilitarian aspects of my Biomancy Skill, enjoying the convenience it provided. My mana consumption was much higher than that trick required, but that wasn’t exactly useful. Most of the mana I had spent wasn’t consumed by the oil spell, but carefully mixed into the outcome as I prepared for my next trick, ready to deliver a proper infusion of mana along with with the massage. I wanted to do to test…
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“You!” growled Marianne as she took a step forward, her beautiful face, usually calm and accepting, contorted into a dangerous hint of anger. I was surprised that it was her that spoke rather than Titania. Clearly, the battle mission affected her personality. Though, whether that effect was a positive one was open to argument. “How dare you scare us like that?” “What did I do?” I said with an innocence that was too smug to convince anyone. Marianne glanced at Titania, and made a gesture to…
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I dispelled the air elemental before I decided to close in, wanting to get a better view of the event. After all, surprises on any battlefield had the potential to be deadly, especially against two mages with little to no support. The first thing I did was to cast a low-level detection charm, allowing me to get a real-time map of the living — along with the unliving — with no effort and no risk. Of course, in the past, using such a trick was risky enough to trigger every single alarm of the liches…
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