Milf Fantasy in Another World Vol.3

Chapter 61: Target Acquired

"Ahhn~ M-My nipples… please suck Anhh~ Slow!" Olga whimpered, her back arching as David loomed over her, pinning her beneath him. His knee slowly rubbed against her soaked cunt, rolling up against her clit with every motion, making her hips twitch helplessly.

His mouth was latched onto her right nipple, sucking and slurping like a starved animal, while his fingers tugged and twisted the other one, pulling it up and down with cruel, teasing pressure.

*Squeeze-Pull*

"Anhhhh~ Mnffhhh~ Don't Pull... Anhh~" Olga moaned loudly as she felt even more aroused with every passing second.

'What is this feeling ? I have never felt anything like this. My pussy is throbbing like crazy... It's like it wants something and my nipples are so hard... What is David doing to my body ?' Olga thought as her mind started to get cloudy and her body started melting.

Her pussy was dripping—he could feel the heat and juices dropping over his knee, smearing across his skin. His hard cock throbbed against her thigh, already leaving a wet mark from his leaking tip.

"You're a dumb little bitch," David spoke, biting  her areola slowly, licking a slow circle around the nipple before biting down just enough to make her gasp. "But fuck… you've got the perfect body for a filthy, obedient slut."

He then shifted to her other nipple, latching on and sucking hard as if trying to tear it off, his tongue swirling and lips dragging around her dark rigid areolas, while his free hand kneaded the other tit like it was nothing but flesh for his use.

*Bite*

*Succcck*

"ANHHHH~ Not so muchhhhh~"

Olga moaned louder, her thighs clamping down around his knee, her hips grinding on pure instinct as her whole body begged for more without her even realizing it.

"Well, well... would you look at that?" David sneered, watching her with amusement. "A bitch in heat, grinding her needy pussy all over my knee." His voice dripped with perversion as he locked eyes with Olga's flushed, desperate face, his fingers still toying with her swollen, sensitive nipples.

"I... I need it…" Olga panted, her voice trembling with craving as her hips rocked harder, going up and down even more shamelessly.

"What do you need?" David asked, his grin widening, perverted and teasing.

"In there... Please... Give me your thing," she whimpered, her breath hitching as the heat between her legs built to a fever pitch.

"Thing?" David chuckled, grinding his knee against her soaked slit, feeling her wet warm pussy through the fabric of her panty. "You're gonna have to beg properly, like a little  slut. Tell me exactly what you want, Olga."

"I-I want your cock..." Olga moaned, her voice shaking with embarrassment and raw lust as she looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes.

"And where do you want it?" he asked, his voice low and filled with lust.

"In my pussy..." she gasped, desperation dripping from every word. "I want your cock in my pussy. I need it now... Please, I'm begging you… "  

"I'll have to rip these soaked panties off first," David said, licking his lips.

"Take them off… Anhh~" Olga moaned, unable to stop herself as she grabbed one of her massive tits and sucked on her own nipple, lost in the haze.

'Wow... She really likes foreplay huh ? So much that she started sucking on her own tit. She will surely get addicted to sex very fast and what's better than a dumb sex addicted MILF inside a dungeon ?' David thought with a smile.

David didn't wait—he gripped her drenched purple panties and yanked them down in one smooth motion, exposing the flushed lips of her pussy, glistening and framed with soft red curls.

"Mmm…." Olga moaned as she opened her legs for David on instinct.

"Here comes the licking..." Without hesitation, David buried his face between her thighs. Her scent, her taste—he devoured her pussy like a hungry animal. Her legs snapped around his head, locking him in as his tongue lapped, flicked, and plunged all around her thick and fluffy pussy lips.

Lick-lick-lick-lick-lick

"Ahhhh~ Yesss~ David—my pussy! It's—ahn—it's burning! Don't stop—don't stop, please... I beg you !" Olga shouted as she tightened her thighs.

Her body trembled violently, back arched, her moans turning into screams.

"ANHHHHHH~ SOMETHING'S—CUMMINGGGG~" Olga cried out, her face twisted in pure ecstasy. Her eyes crossed, tongue rolled out, and she collapsed back, shaking with release, her body spasming from the overwhelming pleasure.

Her pussy throwing out a fountain of cum directly at David's face.

*SQUIRRTTTT*

After cumming so much... She let go of David's head.

"Well, that was good huh ? Now what about this ?" David asked as he wiped off his face by rubbing it on her stomach and placed his dick right in front of her pussy.

*Rub-Rub*

After rubbing his dick on her pussy for a second, David's dick was completely covered in her cum as well.

'Well... That should take care of lubrication.' David thought with a smile as he looked at her twitching pussy lips opening and closing in front of his dick's tip as if they were  trying to kiss it.

"Anhhh~ No... Please... Give it to me~" Olga spoke in a low tone as her body had lost its  strength after the previous orgasm.

"Well then... Time to taste your Cum-Dump pussy." David spoke with a smile as he rammed his dick directly into her pussy.

*SLAP*

"Oh... Tight." David spoke with a smile.

But , as soon as he did this ... Olga's eyes widened in pleasure as she clenched her pussy walls against David's dick like a gorilla's fist and came once again.

"ANHHHHHHHHHH~"

*SQUIRRTTTT*

"You bitch... You are cumming so much before the one who is using you ? How dare you ? Here is some punishment." David spoke as he placed the birth control seal over her womb and activated it.

Suddenly, another  wave of pleasure hitted Olga's womb like a lightning strike and she came once again while her hips trembled like crazy and her pussy clenched even more around David's cock.

"ANNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHH~"

"Fucking hell... Not even a virgin girl can squeeze her pussy like this." David spoke in a trance as his hips started moving on their own at an incredible speed, pounding Olga's tight pussy with full force... Molding it into its  shape.

*Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap*

"Fuck~ Fuck~ Fuck~ Fuck~" Olga moaned loudly everytime David's dick went out and slammed back in like a piston into her fluffy pussy.

"Fucking hell... Cumming~" David shouted as he grabbed her shoulders tightly and slammed all of his dick directly inside her womb, touching its  back wall and emptied his balls into it.

"ANHHHHHHH~ CUMMINNGGGGGG~" Olga shouted loudly as she also came once again.

Long white threads of his cum filled her womb to the brim, then it crawled up around her pussy walls and finally blew  out of her pussy.

But David didn't stop after this... He grabbed her neck and choked it tightly, while banging her pussy without any intention of stopping anytime soon.

*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP* … 2 hours later...

*Blink—Blink*

David's eyes fluttered open, a lazy smirk spreading across his face as he looked down.

His cock was still buried balls-deep inside Olga's swollen, cream-filled pussy—her legs limp, her body twitching with the aftershocks of hours of ruthless fucking. A thick stream of his cum slowly oozed from her pussy hole, trailing down her thighs and staining the mattress  beneath them.

"Hah… still clenching," he muttered with amusement, giving her hips a light slap.

*Slap*

He slowly pulled out, watching as more of his white cum dribbled out from her twitching pussy. The mess he left behind made his grin widen.

*Schlk*

'Well… she turned out to be way juicier than I expected,' David thought, his eyes glinting with satisfaction as he grabbed his clothes and began dressing.

...

"Inventory... Withdraw." David opened his inventory and placed the utensils out on  the floor with the vegetables, fruits and meat that bought for Olga.

'Work here is done.' David thought with a neutral expression.

"Phew... Let's see what's going on the third floor," he muttered, his voice low, as his body instantly vanished.

---

Third Floor

A spacious chamber greeted him—large, but not nearly as extravagant as the last room. Flickering wooden torches lined the walls, casting long, dancing shadows along  the walls.

"I greet my Master," Elis said, immediately dropping into a respectful bow.

"Master," Dusk greeted with a nod as he also bowed to David.

David glanced at the torches with a slightly raised brow. "Did you make those, Elis ?"

"Yes, Master. I gathered some useless fallen branches from the first floor and used them to craft the torches," she replied with a neutral expression.

"Mm. Good," David said, then shifted his gaze to both of them. "What have you two been doing? And how long has passed?  

"About two hours, Master," Elis answered calmly.

"I was just sleeping, Master," Dusk added.

"Good. Let's go, Dusk. Elis, I'll be taking my leave for today." David spoke with a neutral expression as he looked at Elis.

"I'll be waiting for your return, Master," Elis said with another bow.

David placed a hand on Dusk's back and spoke in a low tone "Take me to the first floor."

Both vanished  in an instant.

---

First Floor

*Swish*

David and Dusk reappeared on the first floor. The faint sound of hammering echoed on the first floor.

"Working hard, I see," David said as he walked up to  Kai from behind.

"Fucking hell—don't sneak up on me like that!" Kai jumped in fear. "I'm doing serious work here!"

David glanced at the progress. "Still not done? It's already evening."

"I know, I know, this  tub's massive, and I messed up some edges earlier, so I had to redesign it.

The walls around me shifted, and the whole dungeon started shaking like crazy. This is one scary place I tell you." Kai spoke with a neutral expression as he looked at David.

"So… it won't be ready today?" David asked flatly.

"Nope. But tomorrow evening? Yeah, I'll have it done by then." Kai wiped his forehead.

"Good." David reached into his pocket and pulled out a folded handkerchief. "Let's get you home."

"Again?" Kai asked, eyeing the cloth.

"I have—"

"Trust issues. Yeah, yeah, I know," Kai muttered, taking the handkerchief and covering his eyes.

David escorted him out of the dungeon, the fading light of the sun casting long shadows across the forest.

*Swish*

A sudden chill rode in on the wind. Heavy dark clouds loomed above in the sky.

"Damn... It got real cold, real fast," Kai said, rubbing his arms.

"It's going to snow soon," David replied as he looked up and exited Vinceral Forest.

They started walking towards the village but, just then, a wagon rumbled in from the direction of the village, headed toward the kingdom.

David raised his hand and signaled the driver to stop.

*Breakk*

"Where to ?" the driver asked to stop  the wagon.

David removed Kai's blindfold.

"Go. I'll pick you up at your shop tomorrow at ten," David said, already turning to walk away.

"Alright. Take me to the kingdom, please," Kai told the driver as he climbed inside the wagon.

*Stch*

The driver cracked the reins, and the wagon rolled away towards the kingdom.

---

"Master… are we going somewhere else?" Dusk asked, his head tilting slightly.

"No. We're going home," David answered.

"Shouldn't I stay in the dungeon then?" Dusk asked again, puzzled.

"No need. I'd rather keep you with me for now," David said without turning back.

"I understand, Master," Dusk replied, following David.

---

Village Gates, 30 Minutes Later...

The wooden gates of the village loomed ahead, lit by wooden torches.

"David! How are you ?" one of the guards called  with a grin.

"Good," David replied flatly, striding past them without slowing.

One of the guards leaned toward the other. "When did he adopt a cat?"

"That fur's so black… bet it disappears in the dark ," the other replied, his eyes following Dusk with wary curiosity.

...

As David was walking towards his house, he suddenly noticed a man standing in front of the village chief's house.

He was none other than Charles  himself the butler of Julia Klein .

'Why the fuck is he looking at me with that creepy smile ?' David thought with a confused expression.

But without giving him too much attention he continued to walk forward.

"Mr. David Luster..." Charles spoke as soon as  David crossed him.

David's steps immediately halted as he slowly turned his head towards Charles  with a suspicious expression.

"May I have a word with you ?" Charles asked with a smile.

"No, I am busy." David replied with a neutral expression as he started walking once again.

"You should really listen to me if you don't want to get kicked out of the village with your family." Charles spoke.

David stopped again and turned  to look at Charles with a serious expression.

"What ?" He asked.

"Madam Julia wants to meet you... Come in." Charles spoke as he immediately walked up to  the door and opened it for David.

Chapter 62: Warm Up

'Why would that bitch want to invite me into her house?' David thought, his eyes sharp as he followed Charles through the entrance.

"Follow me…" Charles muttered, his tone flat as he led David up the staircase.

Reaching the terrace, David's gaze locked instantly on the scene before him — Julia sat calmly beside a busty MILF whose curves nearly overflowed the fragile chair beneath her. Long black hair cascaded down to her waist, her dark eyes soft, and though her chest was modest, her ass… was something else. Thick, wide, pressing against the wood so tightly that her flesh was fluffing out.

Without wasting another moment, David triggered his skill.

<Inspect>

[Name: Paula Klen]

[Class: Housewife]

[Race: Human]

[HP: 300/300]

[MP: 150/150]

[Description: Mother of Julia Klen and Wife of Kael Klen. Skilled in housework, but her gentle, polite nature makes her daughter ignore her.]

'That ass is one fine piece. Soft, ripe, easy to sink fingers into' David thought, his face calm as his eyes stole every inch of Paula's overflowing cheeks.

"Madam… David Luster is here," Charles announced, bowing low to Julia.

"Oh my… Is he the one?" Paula asked warmly, her eyes settling on David.

"You may leave now," Julia ordered flatly.

"Yes, ma'am," Charles said quickly and disappeared.

"The clouds are heavy tonight. Looks like snow's coming, right Mom?" Julia murmured, stepping gracefully toward David.

"Maybe..." Paula replied with a smile.

'What the fuck is this bitch scheming?' David thought, his brow twitching slightly.

"What do you want?" he asked, his voice cold and steady.

"So… is it true you attend Velthorne Academy too, David Luster?" Julia asked smoothly.

"I'm a Non-Attender," David answered flatly.

"I see… Well you are very much in luck today, you see I've called you here to offer you a job as my personal butler," Julia said, her lips curving in a coy smile.

"Don't you already have that guy, Charles?" David asked, his tone even.

"He serves the family, Kid." Paula added softly, her smile sweet as she emptied her glass and set it down on the table.

"Yes... I want a butler just for me. You can also attend the academy regularly once you become my butler.

I have a carriage that drops me to the academy daily and other Commoners won't come near you if you become my butler.

If you are already on a job, leave it. I will pay twice of what  you are being paid right now. You see we aren't poor." Julia offered with a mocking smile.

"I see…" David murmured, stepping casually over to Paula. He lifted the wine bottle and poured slowly into her glass, his eyes flicking down to admire the way her waist curved into those thick hips.

"Hmm...?" Paula blinked, puzzled. As she couldn't understand what  David was doing.

"My lady..." David spoke with a flirty smile as he handed her the glass .

"Oh my… Such a gentleman. Thank you," she said, accepting the glass.

Julia's brow furrowed. "Excuse me? What are you doing?"

"I'm pouring your mother a glass of wine," David replied smoothly, then without another word he turned to leave.

"What about the job? Does that mean you've accepted it?" Julia asked, her voice sharp.

"No… I'm fine with my current work," David answered over his shoulder, descending the stairs without a glance back.

"Fucking bastard… I'll ruin his family. I swear I'll get him under me," Julia hissed, her fingers digging into the table edge.

"Julia, calm yourself. A noblewoman shouldn't use such crude words," Paula scolded gently, sipping her wine with grace.

"Didn't you see that? He ignored me, poured you wine like I didn't exist… He wants to show me I'm nothing. I'll have him — if not as a butler, then as a slave. I'll speak to Father," Julia snapped, spinning on her shoes and storming downstairs.

…

"Madam Julia won't stop till she owns him, that's what she did with me. Let's see how  long you hold out... David Luster." Charles muttered with a smirk as he watched David's figure vanish into the dark.

'I need to crush that bitch fast or she'll stir trouble. But her mother… her mother's huge fleshy ass is what I want,' David thought, a perverted grin curling on his lips as he strode home.

…

Five minutes later, he stood at his house's front door.

*Knock-Knock*

Almost instantly, Elaine swung the door open.

*Click*

"Come in, quickly — the wind's bitter tonight," she said, shutting the door as soon as David stepped inside.

*Thud*

"It's freezing in here too," David muttered, glancing around and noticed that wind was flowing  through the small holes and broken  walls.

"This house is useless against the cold. We'll need two blankets this winter if this keeps up," Selene said, emerging from the bedroom — her massive boobs bare, heavy and leaking milk as she feeded milk to her daughter.

"You don't feel cold like that?" David asked with a perverted smile.

"I do… but I won't once you warm me up," Selene purred, her lips curling.

"No, no — I'll warm him up first tonight. Then he  can warm you up," Elaine smirked.

"Wait… are you two are talking about fucking me, right ?" David asked with a confused expression.

"Yeah… Mom said we should call it 'warm up' instead of 'fucking'. Sounds less dirty, apparently," Selene giggled.

"So much for someone who cums like a filthy slut while moaning dirty words, huh?" David asked as he grinned at Elaine.

"Y-You make me say those words," Elaine mumbled, cheeks flushed.

"Don't worry about the house. I'll fix everything tomorrow," David said.

"Really?" Selene's eyes lit up.

"But… that'll cost too much, Where will you get so much money -" Elaine started but David interrupted her immediately.

"I've got more than enough. Now… serve me some food and warm up those pussies. You two aren't getting any sleep tonight," David spoke as he grabbed Selene's boobs and started groping them, while her daughter sucked on them.

"H-Hey... I should put her down." Selene spoke with a smile.

"Yeah... You should" David spoke with a smile as he stuffed his fingers into her panties.

"Anhhh~" Schlp-Schlp-Schlp-Schlp-Schlp

"AHHHH~ YESSSS~ YESSS~ ANHHHHH~" Elaine screamed, her voice shameless and raw as she thrashed on the mattress, her naked, sweat-slicked body glistening under the dim light of the lamp.

The blanket was kicked aside, leaving her bare—thick thighs spread wide open, her soaked pussy drooling as David licked her pussy like a starved animal, his tongue plunging and twisting deep into her twitching hole.

"AHHHHHH~ I'M FUCKING CUMMINGGGGG~ FUCKKK~" Elaine shouted, her back arching high as her cunt exploded.

*SQUIRRTTTT*

Squirting hot streams of sticky cum right over David's face, as the mattress got flooded with her messy orgasm.

"Well... Aren't you a little loud tonight, Mom ?" David asked, smirking wickedly as he wiped his sticky face and yanked the blanket off her trembling body.

" David ... Squeeze mommy's big tits to your heart's content and let my wet pussy take care of your big cock..." Elaine moaned, her voice desperate and drenched in lust.

*Slap*

She gripped her massive tits hard, slapping them together and shaking them wildly, as her inverted fat nipples flipped out from her big areolas.

"If I ever declined that offer... I won't be a man." David snarled, his eyes burning with hunger as he dove right into her sweaty cleavage, groaning deeply as his cock slid hard against her drenched cunt lips, smearing her thick juices all over his shaft with loud, wet slaps.

*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP*

"Ahnn~ Ahnn~ F-Fuck me already, Don't tease your mommy's little slutty pussy like that!" Elaine cried, her nails raking down his back as her hips jerked to grind her clit against the thick length of his cock.

"Well, you are the only pussy I have tonight. So, I will take my sweet time with you." David muttered, rubbing  his face into her tits, inhaling the raw stink of sweat and sex.

"Selene's knocked out cold. Asked for cock first and sleeping like a log now. What happened to her ?" David asked with a confused expression as he pressed his cock tightly against her entrance.

"Anhhh~ Anhhhhh~"

Elaine moaned breathlessly, her thighs clenching tight around his waist, locking him against her messy cunt.

"Well... I made her do most of the house chores  today. So, it can be one of the reasons." Elaine spoke as she pressed her fleshy boobs all over David's face.

"I thought you didn't let her do the house chores...  Because she recently gave birth." David asked with a smile as he stuffed both of her nipples into his mouth and started sucking on them continuously.

*Suck-Suck-Suck-Suck*

"She was Anhh~ taunting me Anhhh~ on how to clean the house faster. So, Anhhh~ I made her do it instead Anhhh~ Your tongue is grinding so hard against my nipples... Annnnhhh~ " Elaine spoke as she moaned loudly.

"Well... Aren't you one filthy little slut ? You deserve to be fucked like crazy," David spoke with a dark grin as he roughly released her stiff nipples and slammed his lips onto hers, sealing her moans away in a messy, possessive kiss.

"Mnnff~ Mnnff~"

David's tongue forced its way deep into her mouth, dominating and pinning down her weak, twitching tongue, leaving her helpless and whimpering against him.

'Fuck... I always love kissing her like this, it's like my body is lying over a bed made out of marshmallows,' David thought with a savage smirk as he slowly pressed the fat, drooling head of his cock against Elaine's soaked cunt, parting her raw, swollen pussy lips.

"Mnff~" Elaine whimpered pathetically, trying to moan, but David's kiss gagged her completely, her breath hitching as her cunt spasmed wildly.

David dragged his cock back slowly, and her slippery cunt walls clung to him so tightly it felt like her greedy pussy was trying to suck him back in, refusing to let go of his fat cock.

'Well... If you want this... I will give you this.' David thought with an evil smile as he grabbed her throat without mercy and slammed his cock deep into her dripping cunt in one brutal thrust.

*SLAP*

"MNFFFFFF~" Elaine choked out a muffled scream into his mouth, her face twisting into a lewd, broken Ahegao—eyes rolling back, tongue trying to get out from under David's tongue. Her nails clawed hard into David's back, scratching red lines as her legs shook violently around his back.

*SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP*

David slowly pulled his cock out every time  and slapped  it back in with full force, as if really punishing her pussy with loud slaps.

He continued to Fuck Elaine mercilessly for the next two hours until she passed out from the pleasure and a pussy full of his cum.

After fucking her... David wore his clothes, placed the blanket back on her naked body and stood up from the mattress.

He then exited the room and noticed that it was completely black outside.

"Master...? Something wrong ?" Dusk, who was also sleeping in the hall asked with a confused expression as he looked at David.

"Hmm...? Nothing, you can go back to sleep." David spoke with a neutral expression as he turned towards the window and noticed that it was snowing outside and winds were  blowing at an incredible speed.

"Inventory..." David spoke in a low voice as he opened his inventory and clicked on the third square.

Suddenly, Nyxter  appeared in his hand and he slowly walked up to  the dining  table.

"Travertine..." Dusk spoke with wide eyes as he looked at the sword.

"You know what this is, huh ?" David asked with a neutral expression as he looked at Dusk.

"A very strong material master... It can only be obtained from the mines of the dwarf kingdom.

I spent some years there and saw this material being used in the weapons that dwarf blacksmiths crafted but they stopped using it after a while as it became really rare and expensive.

But weapons are made from  this material... They are  very dangerous." Dusk spoke with a serious expression.

"Yeah... It cost  me a fortune to do this . The Crafter who made  this named it, 'Nyxter'." David spoke with a neutral expression as he looked at Nyxter .

"But... Why is it in pieces master ? Is it broken ?" Dusk asked with a confused expression.

Chapter 63: The Carrier Raven

"It's split into five pieces... and I want to gain control over all of them using mana threads," David muttered, his eyes narrowing in focus.

"But every time I try to control more than one blade... all of them slip out of my grasp."

He pulled the Nyxter out from its sheath. One of its  pieces was missing. Without a word, David reached into his back pocket and retrieved the missing blade, carefully slotting it back into the sword.

He placed the sword on the table and looked at it with a confused expression.

"May I see it, Master?" Dusk asked, his expression calm as his gaze rested on David.

"What?" David blinked in confusion.

"The mana threads, Master. Can I see them?" Dusk repeated, his tone unchanged.

"No. They're invisible," David replied flatly.

"But... they're made of mana, right, Master?" Dusk asked again with a curious expression.

"Yeah."

"Then I can see them. I have special eyes that let me perceive all the mana around me, Master. That's how I always see the massive flow of mana your body is releasing every second," Dusk explained as he looked at David.

David exhaled through his nose.

"Fine. Threads."

At his word, the air subtly shifted as he activated the skill. Slowly, carefully, David began binding a mana thread to one of Nyxter's blades, lifting it from the table.

The blade floated, hovering up and down as he guided it with his finger.

"Master... why are you doing that?" Dusk asked, tilting his head with a confused expression as he raised a paw toward David's hand.

"I'm controlling the mana thread. See how the blade is floating—" Before David could've completed his explanation, Dusk interrupted him.

"No, Master. I see that. But why are you moving your finger like that, if the mana threads are coming out of your head?" Dusk asked, blinking slowly.

"What?" David frowned, glancing at Dusk with a very confused expression.

"Yes, Master... the mana threads aren't emerging from your finger.

They're coming from your head. That might be why you can't control them properly. Every time you try to command the blades, you think the threads are flowing from your fingers.

Humans can't control their fingers perfectly... just like us cats. We can't fully control our tails, Master,

It can be the reason why  the blades run here and there." Dusk said, smiling faintly.

"What...?" David muttered, his eyes shifting back to the floating blade. Slowly, he lowered his hand.

'Up,' he thought silently-and the blade rose smoothly into the air.

*Swish*

'Down.' The blade lowered instantly.

A grin twitched on his lips. He pictured the blade flipping backward three times. The weapon immediately spun three times elegantly through the air without wasting another second.

"Fucking hell... That's fucking brilliant." David breathed, his eyes wide in shock.

"See? It's easier now, right, Master?" Dusk asked with a smile as he looked at the blade floating flawlessly.

"Yeah... but wait. What were you saying about 'finger control'? I can easily move all my fingers however I want.

Look—" David flexed his hand, wiggling his fingers confidently, back and forth.

"Can you curl down your smallest finger without moving any of the others, Master?" Dusk asked, his grin widening.

"Yeah, watch— what the fuck?" David's brow furrowed in surprise. His ring finger curled alongside his pinky without permission.

'Wait... I want to move my pinky... Why is my other finger moving like that?' David thought with a confused expression.

"See? But in your mind, you already imagined it perfectly. Your mind can do it-but your hands can't, Master," Dusk explained, his eyes sparkling with quiet amusement.

"...So that means —Threads. Threads. Threads. Threads." David whispered under his breath, closing his eyes and gathering his focus as he imagined four more mana threads branching from his head, binding to each of Nyxter's blades.

'Up.'

When he opened his eyes, all five blades were floating steadily in the air.

"They're stable..." David whispered, a grin spreading across his face.

'Spread.'

Immediately, all four detached blades shot outward, scattering around the room exactly as he imagined . The  main blade that was attached to the handle hovered at the center of the table.

'Join.' David thought and the blades snapped back together, assembling into the full Nyxter sword with a series of crisp metallic clicks.

TANG-TANG-TANG-TANG-TANG

"Holy shit... that looks so fucking cool," David muttered, staring at the pitch-black sword floating before him.

"It's beautiful, Master," Dusk said softly, a smile on his lips.

"You really give good advice, Dusk," David said, glancing at him.

"Well... I've been alive for a hundred years, Master. It's only natural," Dusk replied with a faint chuckle as he slowly sat down on the table.

"...Wait, what? How long?" David asked with a shocked expression as his eyes widened.

"One hundred and three years, to be exact, Master," Dusk said casually as he looked at David with a confused expression.

"How can you be over a hundred years old and still be this weak?" David asked, his eyebrows knitted .

"Master... I'm lazy. I spent more than fifty years of my life sleeping around the Vinceral Forest hiding from humans and monsters alike.

And another  53 years, well... You can say, "I   'm roaming  around the world." Dusk replied, smiling lazily.

"How long do you guys even live?"

"About a thousand years... if nothing kills us first, Master," Dusk answered flatly.

'The description never mentioned his lifespan... That means he's just a kid,' David thought, narrowing his eyes as he studied Dusk.

"Well-"

"Intruder."

Dusk's voice dropped, sharp and cold, as he suddenly stood and fixed his gaze on the window.

"Hm..?" David turned slowly, spotting a black raven perched on the sill.

"Should I kill it, Master? I think it's here to watch you," Dusk asked, his voice serious and calm.

"No... wait. I know that raven. It's a carrier raven. But what the hell is it doing here this late?" David muttered,

standing up and approaching the window.

Dusk followed silently, his eyes never leaving the bird. *Click*

*Swishhh*

The window creaked open under David's hand, and a sharp burst of cold air swept into the room, cutting through the stillness.

*Cawww*

Without hesitation, the raven darted inside, its wings brushing the air sharply. It gave a single shake to its jet-black feathers, dislodging a small letter from its plumage before wheeling around and vanishing back into the night sky.

*Catch*

David's hand shot out instinctively, snatching the letter midair. His brow furrowed the moment his eyes caught sight of the wax seal—glinting gold, embossed with a single, 'V' Mark.

"Velthorne..." he murmured under his breath, his expression hardening. He closed the window with a sharp snap and quickly broke the seal open with his thumb.

Inside was a single, stiff card. David slid it between his fingers slowly, his gaze narrowing as he read the golden script etched across its surface.

David Luster (House Virellis) V/S Veronica Reynal (House Zevrath).

Date: 22/01/2878, Monday, 8:30 AM.

"House Zevrath... what do they specialize in again?" David asked, glancing over at Dusk.

"They're the Summoners, Master," Dusk replied evenly, his gaze steady.

David exhaled through his nose, his lips pulling into a thin line. "An Alchemist versus a Summoner... That's not exactly a balanced match. She can just summon some huge beast at me and I won't be able to do anything."

"You can use me as your beast, Master," Dusk offered, his voice calm but laced with a small, confident smile.

David's fingers drummed against the edge of the card as he thought. "You're one of my hidden cards, Dusk. I don't lay those on the table until I've seen my opponent's hand."

Dusk nodded slightly. "But, you  can also use the sword, Master."

David's lips twitched upward, the corner of his mouth curling. "No... I have a better idea. I have had this  in my mind since the day I heard about the monthly duels and since my opponent is a girl, this will work perfectly."

Dusk tilted his head, his ears flicking. "What idea, Master?"

"If I'm going to win this duel, I will win it with potions. After all, I am an Alchemist.

We're going to the Helix Library. Shift into your true form. I'm riding you to the kingdom. You won't have trouble carrying  me right ?" David asked with a confused expression.

Dusk's tail flicked once, his blue eyes glinting. "Carrying you will be no trouble, Master."

"Good, Let's move." David spoke, stepped back and opened the window  again.

"As you command, Master." Dusk leapt from the windowsill, his body expanding midair.

Muscles stretched and bones reshaped, shadows wrapping around him as he assumed his original form. Within seconds, a massive feline beast landed gracefully on the snow-dusted ground.

"Adaptive Body," David muttered as He grabbed his coat, vaulted through the window and landed with ease atop Dusk's broad back.

<Adaptive Body>

[Adjusting to Cold Resistance.]

[Protective layer on eyes applied successfully.]

A thin, glassy film slid over David's eyes, shielding them from the harsh wind that whipped through the winter air.

"Let's go," David commanded, gripping a handful of Dusk's thick, dark fur.

"Hang tight, Master," Dusk replied with a grin. His powerful legs coiled and then unleashed in a single motion, launching them onto a neighboring rooftop.

*Hup*

David glanced over his shoulder, smirking slightly. "You've got some serious spring in those legs."

Dusk's voice drifted back to him, steady and focused. "Master, I recommend crossing over the rooftops and jumping over the village boundary quickly.

Shall I choose that route or would you like me to follow another route ?"

"I don't really give a fuck about route Dusk, take any route that can get us there faster," David answered.

"As you command, Master."

Without wasting another breath, Dusk accelerated, bounding from rooftop to rooftop. His movements were smooth and controlled, each leap perfectly calculated. With a final surge, he vaulted clean over the village's outer wall and landed in the open expanse beyond.

*Thud*

As soon as his paws touched open ground, his speed exploded. The snowy plains blurred beneath them, the freezing wind biting at David's face—but the Adaptive Body kept the chill at bay. The sky above was a sheet of darkness, snowflakes swirling madly, but neither of them slowed.

....

Within four minutes, the kingdom's towering gates  loomed ahead.

"Master, we've arrived. Shall I carry you straight to the Helix Library as well?" Dusk asked, slowing as they approached.

David shook his head and swung from  Dusk's back. His boots crunched into the snow. "The guards won't let a beast like you through the gates."

The moment his feet hit the ground, Dusk's form shimmered. His large frame compressed, fur rippling as he shrank swiftly back into his smaller, cat form.

David walked toward the kingdom gates, his boots crunching over the packed snow. Just as he approached the entrance, both guards standing watch snapped to attention, crossing their spears in front of him in a sharp motion that blocked his path.

*Swish-Swish*

"Who are you, and what's your business here so late at night, kid ?" one of the guards demanded, narrowing his eyes with suspicion.

"I'm here to visit the Helix Library. Personal reasons," David replied calmly, his tone neutral as his gaze met the guard's without wavering.

"Do you have a citizen card ?" the guard pressed.

'Shit… I left that at home,' David thought, his face remaining impassive as he patted his pockets deliberately.

"Ummm... Seems like I may have forgotten it at home," he admitted, his voice steady.

"Then go home and—"

David cut him off smoothly. "But I have this."

He flipped a silver coin into view between his fingers.

Both guards' eyes locked onto the glint of the coin, their stern expressions instantly softening into greedy smiles.

"Ahh… silver coin…" one of them muttered under his breath, his gaze lingering at the shiny coin.

"Uh… do you at least have your library card?" the other guard asked, clearly hoping for an excuse to let him pass.

"I do. Here." David pulled out a card and handed it .

Both guards stiffened the moment they saw it.

"Holy shit…"

"He's from V-Velthorne Academy."

Their faces shifted from greed to a mix of awe and unease as they exchanged a glance.

"You can go," the first guard said quickly, handing the card back. "We don't want anything. Just don't mention we stopped you."

'Damn, this is one good Academy.' David mused with a small smile. He tucked the silver coin and library card safely back into his pocket and headed into the city without another word.

As he made his way through the empty marketplace, the silence settled around him thickly. Only a few faintly glowing lamps swayed by shuttered shops, their light flickering in the cold  winds.

"It's dead silent tonight," David muttered.

"It is, Master," Dusk's voice replied softly from beside him.

…

Within five minutes  David reached  the Helix Library. Its gates were closed, but a warm golden glow still seeped out through the semi-transparent windows.

David walked to the heavy wooden doors and rapped twice with his knuckles.

*Knock-Knock*

He waited patiently. Ten long seconds passed in silence.

Frowning slightly, David knocked again—harder this time.

*Knock-Knock*

"Wh-who's there?" A nervous female's voice called from within, quivering slightly.

"Rita… it's me. David," David replied in a loud voice.

There was a brief pause, then hurried footsteps approached. The door creaked open, revealing Rita standing in the entryway. She was wrapped in a thin red nightgown, her long hairs loose around her shoulders and her boobs looked bigger.

'Huh… I never realized they were that big. Must've been that book hiding them that she always hugs to her chest,' David thought casually, his expression unreadable as he met her gaze again.

"Come in—quickly," Rita urged, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him inside before shutting the doors behind him.

"What are you doing here so late, Mr. David?" she asked, tilting her head with a faintly puzzled smile.

"I need to read some potion cooking books," David answered immediately.

"Why at this hour?" she asked, moving behind the counter as she adjusted her gown slightly.

"Monthly duels tomorrow. I've got a match," David explained. His gaze lingered on her for a moment before he asked casually, "If you don't mind me asking… Why  the nightgown ? Do you sleep here ?"

"I'm a librarian," Rita replied with a short laugh. "What do you expect? This is my home. I sleep here, eat here, and do everything else here. Hope you don't mind seeing me like this."

"Not at all," David said, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

"Rita… I'm missing some of the books up here!"

A loud voice echoed from the third floor, breaking the quiet.

David glanced upward, spotting a student in a red uniform leaning over the railing.

" Are there  students here at this time ?" David asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Told you—many of them are preparing for their final exams," Rita replied as she looked at

him with a smile.

"Come on. The books you're after are on the third floor as well." Rita replied as she grabbed a pair of keys from behind the counter and started walking up the stairs.

David followed, his eyes drawn almost unconsciously to the sway of her hips and the flash of red panties barely visible beneath the nightgown's hem.

"I hope you're enjoying the view down there," Rita teased suddenly, glancing back with a playful, sultry smile.

'Well… isn't she one dirty librarian?' David thought with a crooked grin.

…

Outside the library,

"Hmm… I wonder when Master will come out," Dusk mused softly, his tail flicking as he sat waiting under the dim light.

Chapter 64: Focused Reading

 "So… are you enjoying the view down there?" Rita asked, her voice teasing as she looked over her shoulder at David with a playful glint in her eyes.

David chuckled softly. "Well… I can't say no."

"It's a special service, just for you, Mr. David," she replied with a grin, continuing her slow ascent up the stairs, her nightgown swaying gently with each step.

'Is she flirting with me… or is she just a slut?' David wondered silently, keeping his expression carefully neutral. 'Either way, I'm not that interested in her immature body.'

"The view's really good, though," he added aloud, a fake smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Haha...I heard the Alchemist's House has been at the bottom of Velthorne's rankings since… well, since forever." Rita spoke with a smile.

"Yeah, that's right," David replied flatly as they reached the third floor.

"Although they don't have much fighting  powers, they sure get rich after passing out from the University." Rita replied.

"They sure do." David replied with a smile as they both   reached the  third floor.

Rita turned toward him, gesturing toward the rows of towering shelves. "You'll find all the books on potion brewing in sections B-17, B-31, and C-03. But only up to rare rank potions."

"What about legendary potions?" David asked, tilting his head.

"Seventh floor. No access. Restricted." She gave him a small smile. "If you need anything, just call my name. But only for the next hour—I'll be asleep after that."

"Got it," David replied under his breath, already heading toward the shelves she'd pointed out.

'Alright… before I start reading, let's make a new skill,' he thought as he activated his system.

<Skill Crafter>

[Please pick a name for the skill…]

"Focused Reading."

[Skill 'Focused Reading' has been created.]

[Rank has been set to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of the skill.]

"A passive skill that activates whenever the user reads something. Every passing minute while reading will consume 100 mana and grant one Learning Stack.

Each stack increases the user's reading speed and learning efficiency by 1%."

'It's a simple design with a normal task. The system shouldn't have any issues with it.' David thought in his mind.

[Processing...]

[Description accepted.]

[Estimated mana cost calculated: 50 mana to activate, 100 mana per stack.]

[Cooldown calculated: 45 seconds after each use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill or destroy it?]

'Good cooldown. Mana usage is manageable. This should help me a lot.'

"Learn it," David said quietly.

[Congratulations! You have successfully learned the skill {Focused Reading}.]

David nodded in satisfaction. "Time to get started."

He moved quickly between the shelves, scanning titles until he found what he needed. One by one, he pulled twelve books from their places and stacked them neatly on the nearby reading table. Without wasting a second, he sat down and cracked the  first book.

<Focused Reading>

[+1 Learning Stack]

[+1 Learning Stack]

[+1 Learning Stack]

...

As the minutes passed, the skill kicked in. One stack. Then another. Then another.

His mind sharpened. His speed increased. Words on the page seemed to burn straight into his memory.

---

[119 Learning Stacks]

---

2 Hours later,

*Flip*

David turned the page of the third book. With a single glance, the entire page embedded itself into his memory like a carved rune.

*Flip*

Another glance. Another complete absorption.

Page after page, the words blurred into his mind, and he could feel the knowledge settling into place faster than ever before.

'If I keep  reading like this, I can read every single book in this library in about one month at most.' David thought with a smile.

On the northern side of the third floor, five students from the Phoenix Academy of Mages were seated around a long study table. Open books lay scattered across its surface as the group buried themselves in revision for the upcoming finals.

"Man… I'm seriously about to fall asleep," one of them muttered, rubbing his eyes. "Justin, can I take a quick nap? Just ten minutes?"

He turned to the one sitting at the head of the table—a tall, sharp-featured young man with red hair, sleek glasses, and a presence that practically screamed leadership.

Justin pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and gave the boy a cold stare. "Kel, you're sitting with the elite circle of Phoenix Academy's top-ranking mages. Do you think we got here by napping during study sessions?"

"N-No," Kel stammered, snapping his book back open.

"Good. Since your brain clearly needs stimulation, get up and bring me the volume on water magic from shelf B-32. That walk might keep you awake."

"Y-Yeah, okay." Kel rose and walked off quickly, muttering under his breath. "Man… I shouldn't have agreed to join this group. Sure, the benefits are nice but—"

He froze mid-thought. Just a few shelves ahead, sitting alone at a table under the dim light, was someone quietly flipping through a thick book.

Kel's eyes widened.

'No way… That guy—!'

Without another word, he turned and returned  to the group.

"Justin! Justin!"

"What now?" Justin asked, glancing up with a frown. "Where's the book?"

"It's not that! The guy—the one who fired that beam out of his finger that day!"

"What about him?" Justin asked with a curious expression.

"He's here. Right now. Reading just a few shelves away!"

Justin shot up from his seat, his face tightening with tension. The other three students followed, alarmed by Kel's urgency.

"Are you sure?" Justin asked.

"I saw him with my own eyes."

"Lead the way."

The group started moving, their steps echoing sharply across the quiet floor.

Step. Step. Step. Step. Step.

David's ears twitched.

'Hmm... footsteps. Two? No… three… no—five or six maybe. They're heading this way.'

Without raising his head, David whispered under his breath.

"Inventory, withdraw."

<Inventory>

With a subtle motion, he pulled out Nyxter, his dark-bladed sword, unsheathed it silently, and slid it beneath the table by his leg.

"Threads. Threads. Threads. Threads. Threads."

Five invisible mana threads lashed out from his head. Each thread bound itself tightly to every single blade of the Nyxter and all the blades floated against the table's downside—ready to strike at command.

Seconds later, the group reached David's table.

Justin stepped forward and pulled out the chair directly across from David, sitting down without invitation. The others stood nearby, watching him.

*Flip. Flip*

David didn't look up. He continued turning the pages of the book calmly, his eyes scanning every word—but his mind was locked onto every single movement in front of him.

Justin leaned forward and spoke with a smug smile.

"Are you even reading that, or just looking at the pictures of herbs ?"

*Thud*

David tossed the book to Justin and looked at him with a smile.

'I want to test it too . Am I really reading them, or have I actually memorized them too?' David thought with a smile.

"What ?" Justin asked with a confused expression as he looked at David.

"Ask me something from the book," David spoke with a smile.

"Well, fine..." Justin replied as he picked up the book and started flipping through the pages.

"What is the only ingredient that you need to crush—"

"—before adding it into the mixture of the acid potion? It's Kiloton Fruit's acid," David answered with a neutral expression.

"What the fuck!?" Justin whispered under his breath, his eyes wide as he flipped through the pages again, this time choosing a completely random one.

"How do you brew a size reduction—"

"Jutter Tree's fruit. You have to peel off the upper layer carefully so as not to damage the inner part, or it can get ruined pretty fast.

After peeling the outer layer carefully, pull out the fruit's inner core and slowly place it inside boiling water.

Once the water turns green, you just add a stable amount of pure mana to it, and your potion will be ready.

But jutter  trees are rare to find and their fruits only grow once a year so making this potion is really hard but it goes for a really good price." David replied without a break, as if reciting the page word-for-word.

"T-That's right... B-But, how? You spoke it just as it's written here . Word for word... But how?" Justin asked, genuinely shocked as he stared at David.

"You got the answer to your question. Now, I'll return to my reading. You probably wouldn't want to be seen sitting at the same table as a commoner," David said with a smile, flipping the page.

*Flip*

"I don't believe in that crap. I think the strongest should rule, no matter who it is, A Commoner or A Noble." Justin replied with a grin.

David looked at Justin with a neutral expression and silently activated his skill.

<Inspect>

[Name: Justin Weaver]

[Class: Mage]

[Race: Human]

[HP: 500/500]

[MP: 400/400]

[Description: Justin is the fourth child of the Weaver House, a five-star noble household. He's a very capable student, but he wants to become the next successor of his family. Unfortunately, he can't seem to surpass his three older brothers, no matter how hard he tries.

That's why he looks  for people with special talents who can work for him.]

'I can use him... If I help him become the leader of his family, I can gain a huge advantage inside the kingdom—open shops, furniture, bakeries, clothing, even a potion shop.

But first... I need to show him why he needs me.' David thought, his face unreadable.

"Well, it's good you don't believe in that." David smiled and returned to reading.

"I saw you that day... using that skill in the library. That hole is still there, you know?" Justin asked with a smirk.

David raised his head and looked at him seriously.

"Don't worry—"

"I think we should talk in private," David interrupted, his voice calm.

"A wise decision... You guys, go back to the table and continue studying," Justin said to the others.

"But, Justin—"

"I said… go." Justin's eyes narrowed, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Y-Yes, Sir." they muttered, immediately walking away.

…

"Let me introduce myself again—"

"I know you. Justin Weaver, fourth son of the Weaver House.

A five-star noble who wants to become the next successor of his family—but no matter how hard you try, you just can't seem to surpass your brothers, can you?

Now you look for special people who can work for you and get you to the top," David said with a calm smile.

"H-How do you know about the successor thing...? I-I haven't told anyone about that," Justin asked, visibly shaken, his ears turning red as he subtly reached into his pants, gripping his wand (Magical wand not his dick.)

"I can help you," David said simply, his eyes fixed on Justin.

"W-What?" Justin blinked, caught off guard.

"I can help you become the successor of your family," David repeated with a smile.

"And how can I believe you?" Justin asked, regaining some of his composure.

"Don't believe me. Just stand up, walk back to your table, and continue studying.

Forget everything about me and maybe in about 130 years, you'll become the seventh or eighth leader of your family," David said with a confident expression.

"You can't talk to me like that—"

"Why? Because you're a noble? I thought you didn't believe in that  crap.

You might be a noble, but in your own family, you're seen as a failure. All you can do is pass tests with good marks.

And I don't think that's all it takes to lead a five-star noble house, is it, Justin?" David asked, still smiling.

'Fuck... Did I push it too far?' David wondered, watching sweat form on Justin's forehead.

"How can a commoner like you help me ?" Justin asked.

"Hmm... How can I help you ? Wait, If I told you that, what good would  I be ?" David asked with a neutral expression.

"C-Can you really help me?" Justin asked in a shaky voice, wiping the sweat away.

'The cat is in the bag,' David thought with a grin.

"I already told you... I can make you the head of your family. Hell, I could get your family promoted to a seven-star house," David said casually.

'Wait... Can families even get promoted?' he suddenly wondered.

"W-What do you want in exchange for this?" Justin asked warily.

"Seven favors..." David said, his voice calm but laced with evil.

"W-What?" Justin blinked.

"I will ask you for seven things. When I ask, you will do them—without hesitation and without question—after you become the leader of your family. Do you accept it  ?" David asked, eyes locked on him.

"I-I accept," Justin replied, swallowing hard as he wiped more sweat from his brow.

'I can really intimidate people, huh?' David thought with a small, satisfied smirk.

"Now, do you  have a personal butler ?" David asked with a smile.

Chapter 65: Weaver Household

 "I-I do have a maid, but no butlers," Justin replied with a neutral expression.

"Good... I'm your butler starting tomorrow," David ordered with a smile.

"So, umm... how much do you want as your salary?" Justin asked, looking confused.

"I don't care about the money. Pay me whatever you want. Now, tell me about your brothers," David said, his tone flat.

"My oldest brother—the one next in line to become the head of the family—is Jamie Weaver.

He has two wives, a single son around three years old, and he's a graduate of Velthorne Academy.

He spends most of his time at the north-eastern border—"

"Wait... What house ?" David asked calmly.

"What?" Justin blinked.

"I mean, what class is your brother?" David clarified.

"He's a Healer. One of the best you'll find in the entire kingdom," Justin replied.

"My second oldest brother's name is Jim Weaver," he continued.

"Quick question—why do all your names start with the letter 'J'?" David asked with genuine confusion.

"I-I don't know. My father chose them," Justin answered, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"Why are you sweating so much?" David asked, raising an eyebrow.

"T-The information I'm giving you... it might not seem like a big deal to you, but to me, it's a huge risk. I'm leaking family secrets—that makes me a traitor."

'Family secrets ? That's general information I think. But, in his sense of speaking... He is a  traitor in a way.' David thought.

David tilted his head, then shrugged. "Well, you had your chance to walk away. You still do. Go back to your table and I'll pretend this conversation never happened. But if you walk away now, I won't ever be interested in helping you again.

I only help people who want to help themselves. Not cowards who run like little girls the moment it's time to act. So, Feel free to leave anytime you want."

With that, David picked up his book and began reading again.

"I-I'm sorry... It just seems really risky. I mean, I'm telling all this to someone outside the family, and I don't even know how much power you actually hold—"

Suddenly, David raised his index finger and pointed down toward the table.

"W-Wha—?"

Justin glanced down and his face turned pale, as the words didn't come out of his mouth.

Two sharp blades were floating just a few centimeters from his stomach. One of them tilted slightly—aimed directly at his heart and the other one at his dick.

"I saw the wand handle sticking out of your pocket when you walked up to my table. And when you lifted your hand off the table, it slipped back into your pocket—most likely to get a grip on it.

You were planning to cast either an offensive or defensive spell—silently and without my knowledge.

That's why you maintained eye contact so intently... to avoid looking down but you couldn't notice my blades either," David explained.

"B-But—"

"I'd suggest you stay calm," David interrupted, his voice cold.

"Because before you can even finish the first word of a cast, one of these blades will pierce your heart...

and the other will slice your dick off, maybe you will live after the heart one but that dick-cutting will really make you... Oh well, you know what.

That's why you should always pre-cast defensive spells before engaging in conversation with someone you suspect might be 'Dangerous' ," David said, making air quotes with his fingers.

"S-So… are you going to kill me?" Justin asked nervously, slowly pulling his hands out of his pockets and placing them on the table.

"No. You asked how much power I hold—this is your question's answer," David replied calmly.

"I-I get it now… P-Please, withdraw your blades. I don't want to become a man with no dick," Justin said seriously.

"I don't want to make you one," David smirked, then retracted the floating blades and extended his hand. "It'll be a pleasure working with you, Justin Weaver."

Justin hesitated, then reached out. The two shook hands.

"Now then, what's the status of your second oldest brother?" David asked with a smile.

"His class is swordsman, and he's 26 years old... He says that he is single, but secretly has a girlfriend. She's a knight in the Royal Army. He loves her more than anything, Her name is Amelia Ford. Anything else you want to know?" Justin replied, still a bit nervous.

"What about your third brother?" David asked, his face unreadable.

"Oh… he's not a problem. Just a drunk. Spends most of his time at the Windgrass Brothel. Spending our father's money on whores and stupid sluts."

"Well… that's an interesting character," David muttered. "You can go now. I'll gather the rest of the information myself. You don't stay in the academy dorms, right?"

"No. I travel from my house to the academy every day."

"One last question—why didn't you get into Velthorne Academy?" David asked, raising a brow.

"Because… They  don't take students based on knowledge. They conduct aptitude tests… and I failed," Justin answered with a hint of shame.

"Inform your maid that I'll be in front of your house, day after tomorrow at 8 a.m. sharp. Tell her to teach me the routines and chores.

Don't talk to me in public, and don't give me orders in front of others unless necessary.

Also—starting tomorrow, you'll begin practicing real magic," David said, his voice sharp and commanding.

"Y-Yes… Umm, can I go now?" Justin asked hesitantly.

"Yes," David replied, already engrossed in his book once more.

'I have to make some buff skills in order to make him a good mage.'

'But his family is rather interesting… a brother with two wives and a son, yet he spends most of his time stationed at the northeastern border. Suspicious.