Intermezzo (1)

I kept wearing an apologetic expression, but he chuckled and brushed it off nonchalantly.

Shuriel didn’t feel guilty. Could I call this shameless? No, maybe I’m the shameless one. I could only say that he understood me, his daughter by my blood. Although the process was a perverted and foolish affair that far exceeded imagination, he had become stronger.

Since he wasn’t sad, I couldn’t be sad either. Since he had become stronger, I could become stronger too. For me, who even relied on him for emotions, Shuriel’s growth felt welcome.

“Dad, how’s your body?”

“It’s still not adjusting and rampaging. Maybe the vessel is too small.”

• Throbbing.

“Ugh…”

Shuriel, having received Aileen’s Mana and divine power intact, groaned while pressing down on his throbbing chest.

“It’ll get better with time.”

Shuriel… doesn’t know how much computation Aileen is handling. She hasn’t explained it in detail, and on the surface, she seems fine. If he knew, he’d probably tell her to cancel it immediately. Knowing that, Aileen deliberately spoke as if it were nothing.

“Do you want to go out and work out?”

“Where?”

Where.

He probably wasn’t just talking about the place. There wasn’t a single student in Astra who could beat an active Executor.

“It’s right next to you, isn’t it?”

Aileen suddenly pointed at me.

“You want me to fight Yujin?”

“Fight? I mean spar. If Mom and Dad fought seriously, not only Astra but the capital would be half-destroyed.”

Shuriel glanced at me.

“What are you planning to do?”

In that question, there was a hidden desire to rampage. A face that wanted to use the vast Mana and divine power dwelling within his body as soon as possible.

“I have no problem with it, but… the problem is where to do it…”

Should I expand the space like making the back alley of the Iron-Blood Tribe dormitory into a dome? But unfortunately, that’s not possible. Because I can’t handle my own power.

The space magic I’m using now is something I learned by eyeballing it. Of course, even that level is top-notch, but compared to elemental magic that I’ve mastered to the extreme, it’s child’s play.

Probably, the moment I start rampaging, the expanded space will break, and the surrounding area will be devastated.

“You can rampage to your heart’s content in Pandemonium, so do we really have to spar now?”

“I see. That’s a shame.”

Shuriel retreated, feeling disappointed. He was past the age of not being able to control his power like in a shonen manga. His chest still throbbed, but as I said, the time to rampage would come without having to be impatient.

“Still… it seems good to learn the concepts.”

But holding back wasn’t good either. Didn’t I always relieve anything that was frustrating? Like Semen, or sadistic desires.

I said to Shuriel, who was taking his first steps as a magician.

“Then let’s start with a basic question. Shuriel. What do you think magic is? Tell me what you usually think about it.”

“What I usually think about… The magicians in the territory valued beauty.”

That probably wasn’t Shuriel’s inherent way of thinking. That answer must have come out because of the White Magic Tower in the East. They, who value beauty and harmony, believe that magic that looks good is powerful magic.

“That’s not wrong either. Magic can advance no matter what you pursue. It doesn’t matter as long as you don’t forget that there’s creation before destruction. Aileen will take care of the magical calculations anyway.”

• Huhu.

Aileen laughs. I glanced at Aileen’s proud face and said.

“The problem is, Shuriel doesn’t have any world yet.”

“World?”

“It’s a kind of mental image that you build up while using magic.”

Dealing with a magician is like dealing with a world. The path they’ve walked, the reality they’ve endured, the future they’re facing. All of those things must melt together before it becomes magic.

But Shuriel only knew clean or healing magic. You can’t draw a world with such weak things.

“You can’t go to a higher place if you don’t have a world to designate a direction. At best, you’ll only be able to use Fireball.”

“But, I used magic when I built your body.”

“I know.”

I turned my gaze to Aileen and said.

“If you can’t draw a world, you can just borrow an already completed mental image.”

“…Aileen.”

“Yes. That’s right. The omnipotence Shuriel felt when he used magic, and the strange sense of exhaustion that came after. Those are all things Aileen is feeling.”

That’s probably why Shuriel’s personality is changing over time. I said in a slightly worried tone.

“I’m not doubting the mental strength of an Aura Knight, but still be careful. You might get eaten by the mental image.”

This was a warning to everyone learning magic.

“I don’t want Shuriel to become someone who only acts rationally.”

Magicians always act rationally, pursue truth, and take practicality. If their choice is right, it will be rational and expressed as truth. Then it is practicality. This is magic.

“…I see why there are so many eccentrics among magicians.”

“They’re people who have no flexibility at all. That’s the end of a magician who’s been eaten by a mental image.”

I haven’t completely escaped it yet either, so I react dully to the emotions of others besides Shuriel. Because it’s a story that has nothing to do with me. That’s what I think and pass by.

“Still, do you want to use magic?”

When I said that with a slightly exaggerated expression, Shuriel waved his hand as if it were nothing.

“I’ll take your advice gratefully. But that won’t happen.”

“Well, I guess so. You’re an Aura Knight.”

For Aura users, mental training is not an option but a necessity. Things like being eaten by a mental image only happen to apprentice knights.

“But if you use magic recklessly, the backlash might be even worse, so aim to adapt to the power until the summons. And…”

“And?”

“Let’s spar sometime later. I’m a little curious too.”

If the swordsmanship of a top-notch Aura Knight and Aileen’s magic are combined… I have no idea how powerful it will be.

“Ha. Let’s do that.”

Shuriel replied with a spirited expression.

* * *

Shuriel and I decided to spend the time until the summons in Astra. I brought all the related documents, and if anything happens, Hairak sends letters directly.

Above all, he needed time to adapt to the power. Aileen’s Mana was too much, even though he couldn’t use Mana infinitely like me, it was an amount that would be insufficient even if hundreds of famous magicians were gathered.

• Whoong!

The sound of cheerful sword strikes echoes in the quiet training ground where there are no students.

“How are you feeling today?”

“Better than yesterday.”

“You said that yesterday too.”

Shuriel said, sweating profusely.

“It’s literally true. It’s getting better and better.”

He showed me his heart shining in blue. It was a little grotesque to see the shape of his heart reflected on his skin, but it was also somewhat mysterious. But what was certain was that he was gradually accepting Aileen’s Mana.

• Whoong!

He draws the trajectory of the sword again. I said, watching the dazzlingly 휘어지는 sword strike.

“It’s still a sword. Don’t you plan to use magic purely?”

“If you’ve grabbed a sword, you have to use it.”

He was a swordsman by nature, so learning magic didn’t change him. He became an Executor by wielding a sword, and he lived his whole life with a sword. There was no way he would listen if I told him to put down the sword.

• Whoong!

He repeatedly swung his sword, wrapping flames and ice around his beloved sword Karavan. He wraps Aura around the sword so that it doesn’t get damaged, and adds elemental magic to transfer it to the opponent.

• Kwajik!

The scarecrow breaks in half. The cut surface of the scarecrow split in half was burning and freezing at the same time. It was magic because opposing elements harmonized. But Shuriel wasn’t happy at all and only sighed.

“I doubt I can do this in a real battle.”

Even if Aileen takes care of everything, you still have to think to use magic. What to use and what to block with. Choosing which magic to use was solely Shuriel’s responsibility.

But it wasn’t easy to pay attention to such details in the chaos. This kind of concentration was difficult for a swordsman who sometimes moved instinctively.

“Well, that’s the two hundred and twentieth scarecrow.”

I said, restoring the scarecrow that had been split in half.

“Rest a little if you’re tired. It’s been four hours already.”

“Thank you.”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“Where do I have time to rest? It’s still not enough.”

“You’re drenched in sweat. You’ll get dehydrated.”

“I can do it all day long.”

“Then you can’t. Shuriel?”

• Tuduk.

Sighing, I unbuttoned my shirt and showed my fair skin. The cleavage visible through the shirt. The pink areola peeking out next to it was full of bite marks as if someone had marked it.

“Are you thirsty? Don’t hesitate and drink.”

This place is a space expanded by space magic. No one else can see or enter.

“Haa…”

Shuriel exhaled hot air, out of breath. And just as that sigh touched the ground and shattered, he put down his sword and approached me. The closer he got to me, the stronger the smell of sweat became.

“Haaeeueuk…♡”

I trembled in my lower abdomen at the strong male scent. Just smelling it made my uterus sink and beg for Semen.

It was a scent that I never got tired of. I liked that I didn’t have to think about anything when I smelled this scent, buried my head in it, and offered my pussy.

“Haa, hueue… I, I was careless for a moment. Come, come here.”

I made a spacious space next to the chair. A place where you could lie down or sit side by side.

If he lay down, I would feed him Breast Milk as if I were breastfeeding, and if he chose to sit, I would cover his head and feed him Breast Milk.

It was extremely exciting no matter which one he chose.

“Huh…?”

Shuriel didn’t choose either.

“Huh, huh? Ah, eu, heukyak?!”

When I came to my senses, my body was floating in the air. Not that high, only about 1 meter.

• Kwak!

Soon, some pressure was applied to my arms and legs, and my movements stopped. I couldn’t move at all, like a doll frozen in time.

This was telekinesis. I used my mouth, which was still moving, to say.

“Shu, Shuriel?”

“It really works as I think. It’s a strange feeling.”

Shuriel admired me floating in the air as if he were appraising me.

• Hwik.

Then he occasionally moved his fingers to use telekinesis. Pinching my nipples, rubbing my butt, and spreading my Vaginal Fluid.

“Heeuek, hee… eu?”

My face turned red, and I couldn’t say anything and groaned. Because even though it was telekinesis, the actual sensation was no different.

“Interesting. Only magicians are monopolizing this interesting thing.”

“St, stop…”

All the magic Shuriel was thinking about would be transmitted to Aileen, so she would find out what he was doing.

“A, Aileen, se, see, aheu, eun… hee, heu…”

I drooled with hazy eyes. And I stopped thinking. How could I maintain my sanity when my pussy was being poked while I was bound in the air? With telekinesis, too.

• Jureuk…

My soaked pussy spat out female juice without getting tired of it.