chapter_0197

198 – Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!

198 – Aaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!

“Are you saying you’ll teach me? Do you know how to use it?”

“Um, I know a bit.”

Why?

A question mark floated in Meiko’s mind.

The flower of Bretilla was a legendary flower that even wizards had difficulty handling, and its purpose was not fully understood.

The closest illusion magician, Meiko, didn’t even know how to use it properly.

Yet the employee in front of her claimed not only to know the identity of the flower but also how to use it.

It was incomprehensible.

What on earth was it?

‘She’s not a wizard.’

If she were a skilled wizard, Meiko would surely recognize her face.

The fact that Meiko didn’t know her face meant that she had never shown her face or received attention in any academic circles until now.

“How do you know that method?”

“Um… I have a knack for that sort of thing.”

“That sort of thing…?”

Frelia pointed to Meiko’s exposed skirt.

“I’m used to dealing with customers who have desires.”

“Ah…”

Meiko blushed as she covered her exposed lower body.

She realized that her current appearance was not something that would lead someone to make assumptions about her.

Although she was wearing an outer garment, she had removed her skirt and even her panties, leaving her lower body completely exposed, and she was holding a dildo in her hand, which was soaked with her juices.

It was not a situation where she could blame anyone else.

“You’re competent enough to be employed by the owner of the Illusion Shop.”

“Is that so…?”

“Shall I show you how to use it?”

Frelia approached with a smile.

“Actually, the method is simple. Instead of sprinkling the solution on the Magic Circle…”

Frelia dipped her finger into the flower’s concentrated essence and touched it to her tongue.

“You apply it to the user’s body.”

“Apply it to the body?”

“Yes. If you apply it to the body and gently raise your Mana while activating the Magic Circle…”

Vroom.

Illusion magic was cast around Frelia.

It wasn’t the Magic Circle that was moving.

The woman standing before Meiko was creating her own unique illusion magic.

Meiko saw a man appear before her.

Max.

It was Max within the new illusion created by Frelia.

His body was armed with thick muscles, and his shiny bronze skin glistened with the light of solid muscles.

Sharp horns peeked through his blonde hair.

He seemed to be more than what Frelia had envisioned for Max.

Max, with horns on his head, approached Meiko.

He grabbed her hand firmly.

She felt the touch.

It was too vivid to be called an illusion.

As if someone outside was controlling it separately.

Even though she knew it wasn’t real, it was so meticulously crafted that she couldn’t detect the deception.

“How is it?”

At Frelia’s question, Meiko nodded.

“I can definitely feel the physicality. It feels real…”

“Fufufu.”

Frelia laughed at her words.

“There’s a legend that the flower of Bretilla grants physicality in illusions, but in reality, it’s not that extraordinary.”

“Is that so?”

“At best, it feels like holding hands and touching feels real?”

“So, it feels real even without someone touching it from the outside?”

“Yes. Just like now.”

Meiko looked at the illusionary Max who had approached her.

His hand holding hers.

The sensation was vividly felt.

It didn’t possess the power she initially hoped for, one that could change the status of illusion magicians.

She had thought that illusion magic would finally rise to the major schools of magic.

‘That’s impossible.’

It seemed unlikely that the status of the illusion school would change with the flower of Bretilla.

She felt a sense of emptiness.

The feeling of realizing that she couldn’t achieve what she had aimed for until now.

She felt breathless.

But.

‘This much is enough.’

She could satisfy her desires alone without showing weakness to her disciple.

It wasn’t entirely sad.

“How about it? Why don’t you touch the owner’s attractive body?”

Frelia tempted Meiko.

She whispered in a sultry voice to entice Meiko through the blonde Max standing beside her.

“You’re doing something interesting.”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you tempted by the essence of this flower?”

Calmly, Meiko snapped her fingers.

And at that moment.

“Uh, huh?”

The massive body of blonde Max suddenly shrank.

The Max who had just moments ago towered over them now stood nearly the same height as Frelia.

The control of the illusion shifted from Frelia to Meiko in an instant.

“What were you planning to do to me using this illusion?”

“Ah, um… Ha, haha.”

Frelia laughed awkwardly.

“What’s your true identity?”

“My identity?”

Frelia awkwardly laughed and averted her gaze.

Until just now, she hadn’t thought properly about Frelia’s identity due to the embarrassment of being caught in her desires.

However, the moment she saw the horned blonde Max in front of her, she felt a deep sense of unease.

The horns on his head.

Those horns were a symbol of a demon, weren’t they?

‘A demon?’

It felt strange no matter how she thought about it.

This was a disciple who had never been employed as a staff member.

Even as the number of customers increased and the shop flourished, he had never employed anyone.

It was probably because of the nature of the work.

But even when his master offered to help, he had refused and worked solely by himself.

As if that was the right answer.

Yet, after a long absence, a woman had come in claiming to be his employee without permission.

Moreover, she was someone who seemed to know a lot about illusions and even the flower of Bretilla, which he himself didn’t fully understand.

A hypothesis formed in her mind.

‘Could she be a sorceress who came to steal my disciple’s secret?’

And that hypothesis turned into certainty the moment she saw the illusion of horned Max.

This woman was an unknown sorceress who had come to summon a demon.

A cunning girl trying to deceive her disciple and use him for her own purposes.

A heretic trying to summon a demon through Max’s body!

Innocent Max was being deceived by such a woman and was using her as an employee.

‘I have to protect Max.’

Isn’t that the duty of a master?

To guide a disciple when they walk the wrong path.

To drive away those who would lead their disciple astray.

Meiko glared at the silent Frelia.

“You said you’re an employee?”

“That’s right! I’m an employee working under the owner!”

“Then what do you do under Max?”

“Excuse me?”

“It would be better to answer honestly. If you lie…”

As she pointed her finger, the surrounding scenery changed.

“You’ll make me think about how to deal with you.”

“Ah, no, I mean, the owner’s master? What I just said was just a joke…”

“Speak quickly. Before I incinerate you.”

She had to protect him.

Her cute disciple, Max.

A bit arrogant, but her only disciple who was sincere and devoted to her.

Although it always weighed on her mind that he was younger than her, Max had always treated her as his master without caring about her age.

She was a bad master who secretly created such a young appearance, but her love for her disciple was genuine.

So she could do anything to protect her disciple.

“I, I… um…”

If this suspicious woman was a being that would harm her disciple, she was prepared to eliminate her at any moment.

“I’m, I’m doing work that satisfies people with strong desires, like the owner’s master!”

Frelia shouted with her eyes tightly shut.

“Excuse me?”

“W-Well, you see, the flower of Bretilla is a flower that’s hard to find unless you’re a considerable pervert, so finding such a flower means…”

“W-Wait a minute! Why are you suddenly going in that direction?”

“You asked what I do.”

“…What does that have to do with this?”

“Most of the people who come to our shop have such desires in their hearts. They want to dominate men, want to be dominated, want to be thoroughly messed up, and so on.”

“…”

“I handle those whom the owner finds difficult to deal with. I’m confident in this area. So I was trying to show you an illusion in that sense…”

Frelia stammered.

Meiko sighed at her words.

She didn’t seem to be lying.

But that didn’t mean the suspicion had vanished.

“What’s with the demon in that Max illusion? Is it a heretic that worships demons?”

“Oh, that’s… my preference…”

A preference for demons?

She was truly a dangerous woman.

A woman that her disciple should never get close to.

While being an employee of Max might not be a lie,

She had to stop her.

She had to drive this dangerous woman who liked demons out of the shop immediately.

It was something she had to do as a goddess follower.

Meiko gritted her teeth.

‘I don’t want to do this, but…’

She activated the Magic Circle that she had turned off midway.

Vroom!

The illusion of the Magic Circle she had always used to enjoy Shota Max alone.

“Uh…?”

She decided to use it to drive away the suspicious woman in front of her.

“I will exclude you first.”

“W-Wait a minute! Owner’s master…?”

To eliminate such a demon preference, should she start with caresses using angels?

As she designed the illusion and prepared to subdue the woman in front of her,

“Master, what are you doing here?”

“Max.”

Max, who had rushed in wearing pajamas, was looking at Meiko.

Something felt uneasy.

Her instincts were telling her that something was happening in the shop.

When she reached the extreme level of sensing Mana, she could feel a sensitivity several times greater than that of an ordinary person.

It was a sense that instinctively detected danger.

She couldn’t sleep comfortably.

No matter how much she tossed and turned, the place felt uncomfortable.

“What’s going on? Why does it feel so chaotic?”

When she frowned at the inexplicable anxiety,

[I need the owner’s help.]

A message appeared from the crystal ball installed in her home, which had been visible from the illusion Magic Circle.

“Why is this…?”

The Magic Circle should have been turned off!

Who turned it on?

Could it be Frelia?

‘She shouldn’t have the capability.’

There was only one person who could handle the illusion Magic Circle.

‘Master?’

Could it be that Meiko had already returned?

She hurriedly put on her outer garment and headed to the shop.

There, Frelia and Meiko were facing off.

Frelia was in fluttering pajamas, while Meiko was covering her lower body with a half-undressed skirt.

Meiko, who had overwhelmed Frelia with her magical power, was thinking of activating the illusion Magic Circle to trap the Succubus.

“Master, what are you doing here?”

“Max.”

Meiko, seeing me, said,

“This woman is dangerous. We need to drive her out of this shop immediately.”

At Meiko’s words, I looked at Frelia.

What on earth had she said now?

“Owner, it’s a misunderstanding!”

Frelia waved her hands desperately, while Meiko was trying to drive her away.

My eyes naturally went to Meiko’s nearly undressed skirt.

Could it be?

“Frelia, were you trying to assault my master?”

“N-No! It was the opposite!”

“The opposite?”

Frelia, biting her lower lip, shouted desperately.

“It was the owner’s master who was caught pleasuring herself while calling the owner’s name!”

“Uwaaaaaah!!!!!”

Meiko rushed over and covered Frelia’s mouth.

“Master…?”

“Uwaaaaaah!!!!”

Meiko shook her head vigorously, denying it.

Strong denial is a form of affirmation, they say.

“Is that really the case?”