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Chapter 213 - Chapter 0217 - The Plum Blossom Sword Saint (67

After hearing Yuria's report upon her return to the dormitory, I fell into deep thought.

Although she had failed the mission I assigned her, I didn't blame her. Facing an Ancient Blue Dragon was an impossible task. Yuria had handled the situation wisely.

Priscilla's interference...

I hadn't anticipated Priscilla's interference.

From what I'd heard, Priscilla spent almost all her time holed up in her laboratory, except when she was teaching lectures. Despite my investigations, I couldn't uncover much about her origins or what she did before coming to the Academy.

Aside from being known as the Climate Manipulator and Charnel's mentor, there was virtually no information available about Priscilla.

Priscilla was right. I underestimated this task.

Since demons were known to crave impure mana, I assumed it would be an effective bait to lure them out.

After all, Hepl, the Plague Demon contracted to Bella Huetris, had revealed himself when lured by impure mana during our previous encounter.

But upon closer reflection, Hepl had nothing to lose by showing himself. If things went south, he could simply kill Yuria.

This situation is different. There are professors, students, and plenty of combat-capable students here.

If a Demon were to reveal itself, it would immediately be attacked.

Moreover, if it could conceal itself from a Dragon's eyes, it must be at least a high-grade Demon. Unlike beast-like low-grade Demons, it would likely be able to control its greed for impure Mana.

If high-grade Demons were so easily lured by impure Mana, they would have been wiped out long ago. I have to admit, my plan was flawed.

A sigh escaped him.

Perhaps it was better that Priscilla had discovered him. If he had remained hidden, he might have only alerted the Demon lurking in the Academy, causing it to become even more cautious.

This is a Demon that even Priscilla couldn't detect. If it realizes it's being hunted and goes into hiding, there's no way to find it.

Priscilla still believes there are no Demons present.

This Dragon's reaction to Demons was somewhat atypical. While individual Dragons might have slightly different personalities, they would typically investigate any reported Demon presence, just in case.

Priscilla asserted there were no Demons here. That means she's already conducted a thorough investigation of the Academy, likely using magic.

Since she's here to conduct research, she would have wanted to identify and eliminate any potential obstacles early on.

Priscilla personally investigated and concluded that there were no Demons or other entities that could hinder her research at the Academy. That's why she's been holed up in her laboratory.

But what if Yuria suddenly appeared and claimed a Demon was hiding here? Priscilla is already excessively arrogant. She would never willingly admit to missing something.

Lost in thought, I suddenly snapped back to reality. I was lying in bed, and Yuria was still standing beside it.

"You've worked hard, Yuria. The plan was my mistake. On second thought, luring a demon with impure mana doesn't make sense."

"I'm fine. What do you plan to do about the hidden demon?"

"It would be best to find it, but... there aren't many options. If even the Dragon doesn't know about it, it must be a demon with exceptional hiding abilities. It might have sensed the Dragon's presence and fled the Academy long ago."

"I'll try to find a way."

"No, it's alright. We don't necessarily need to find the demon. Just act as usual. How's the library?"

Yuria was heading to the fortress library. Though she was my servant, she had gained access to the library with the help of Ruby, the librarian.

"The library has been a great help, as it contains many Grimoires detailing magical knowledge. I've been photographing the contents of these Grimoires to create a record. I'm certain this will prove to be a great asset someday."

Grimoires are of little use in the real world, as the magic systems in this world and reality are fundamentally different.

"Do you think you could teach magic to the maids at the mansion?"

"Yes. I've even found Grimoires covering the basics. When we return, I plan to select the most talented maids and begin teaching them."

"That's excellent. Magic-wielding maids. Yuria, what about you?"

Yuria's magical abilities were limited to Shadow Magic. I had heard that Shadow Magic was a particularly specialized branch of Arcane Magic, and that one couldn't learn other types of magic until reaching the Archmage Cultivation Realm.

Even after becoming an Archmage and learning other magic, its efficiency would only be about half of its potential.

However, Shadow Magic was powerful enough to compensate for these drawbacks.

"It's been a great help. I feel like my Shadow Magic has been advancing rapidly lately."

"That's excellent news."

As I spoke, I pulled back the bedcovers, revealing my completely naked body. When I patted the space beside me, Yuria swiftly slipped out of her maid uniform with an eager smile, as if she had been hoping for the invitation.

In barely ten seconds, she had stripped off her maid uniform, neatly folded it, and nestled beside me. I caressed Yuria's breasts and pussy while tracing my lips along her neck.

"Ah... ??."

I pinched her slowly hardening pink nipples between my fingers.

Suddenly, a question surfaced in my mind.

What research is Priscilla conducting at Goldway Academy? Why does she need to conduct her research at the Academy instead of her personal workshop?

In the Original Work, Priscilla doesn't appear at this point in the story. She only emerges later, during the final act when the Demon begins its full-scale activities and clashes with Kyle.

Could something I've done have influenced this...?

There were too many possibilities to consider.

Among them, two stood out: my involvement with the Slave Market in Bylon City and my encounter with Bella Huetris, the Contractor of the Plague Demon and a member of the Pantheon.

Perhaps Yuria becoming my maid also played a role.

My countless actions had already begun to twist the narrative of the Original Work.

Eventually, the Original Work might become completely useless as a guide.

I dismissed my lingering questions about Priscilla.

Asking her directly wouldn't reveal her true motives, and infiltrating her laboratory for investigation would be too dangerous. For now, it was best to simply ignore each other.

"Yuria, your pubic hair has grown quite thick. I can feel its fluffiness against my palm."

I covered Yuria's vulva with my entire palm, moving it slowly. Through my palm, I could feel the soft, abundant pubic hair.

"Yes... ahhn... Just as we agreed... I haven't groomed it at all."

"What does Yuria want? Would you prefer to groom it?"

"It's your choice tonight too, and I'll tell you honestly what I want... ahng."

I spread open the labia nestled between the silver pubic hair and inserted my index finger into her vagina. As always, her vaginal walls tightened around my finger. I then added my middle finger, stirring the interior with both digits.

Squish, squish.

"Haa... ahht!"

"Then... let's shave it when we get back to the mansion. For now, this hairy pussy is fun. By the time we return, I'll probably miss seeing it bare."

"Y-yes, yes... if that's what we decide... ahhh!"

Yuria's body arched like a bow. I had relentlessly stimulated her weak points, driving her to climax.

"What's this, Yuria? Were you holding back? You came too easily."

"Haa... Well, it's been a while since I've had sex alone with Master..."

"True enough."

We usually had 4P sessions with Rizel and Kelly, or at least 3P. Lately, Ruby had been visiting frequently in the evenings, leaving us few chances to be alone.

"Alright. Let's make tonight all about you, Yuria."

"Huh?"

I reached out, brushed her side hair aside, and began licking her ear.

"Ahnn..."

With my other hand, I gently caressed her pussy. Normally, I would thrust in immediately and ravage her, but tonight was different. Even if it took all night, I would melt her with slow, sensual, and lingering sex.

"Haa... Haaah...!"

I lifted one of Yuria's arms and pressed my lips to her armpit. True to her meticulous hygiene, it was impeccably clean. I licked her armpit with my tongue before moving down toward her breasts. The way her full breasts spilled slightly to the side was incredibly erotic.

My tongue traced a path across her breasts, heading toward her nipples. I circled the areola with the tip of my tongue, then took her nipple into my mouth and sucked greedily.

"Hngh... Master! Yuria's... coming! I'm going to... ahhh!"

Yuria's back arched as she strained. Her body trembled violently. Vaginal fluid splattered onto the bed with a wet drip, drip.

When I withdrew my fingers from her pussy, Yuria's back finally settled against the mattress. As I shook my index and middle fingers, the sticky sound of vaginal fluid echoed in the room.

"Haa... Haaah...?!

I didn't stop licking her body. I moved from her nipples down her breasts, then from her ribs to her navel.

I plunged my tongue into her deep navel, moving it like a drill digging into the earth.

"Hngh!"

Yuria instinctively grabbed my head. Perhaps because it had been so long since I'd teased her navel, her reaction was more intense than I'd anticipated.

After toying with her navel, I lowered my tongue further.

I spread her thighs apart with both hands. There was no resistance.

My tongue, slick with vaginal fluid, slid through the silvery forest, heading toward my personal spring her throbbing vulva.

First, I sucked on her pink labia minora as if chewing them with my lips, then tapped her clitoris with my pointed tongue. A gush of vaginal fluid poured out.

"Aaaah!? Stop... Hngh... Put your cock in me! Master!"

Ignoring her words, I focused on pleasuring her pussy.

I licked and caressed her clitoris, labia minora, the tiny urethra that seemed too small to admit a grain of rice, and the pussy hole yearning for my cock. I relentlessly licked and caressed her pussy, occasionally nipping her clitoris with my teeth or sliding my index finger inside to scrape against the vaginal walls.

"Ah... Aaaah! Hngh...!"

After over two hours of relentless attention to her pussy, Yuria lay limp on the bed, her body trembling intermittently. Her eyes were glazed over, and rough breaths escaped her drooling mouth.

"Haa... Hngh..."

I gazed at her thoroughly wet pussy with satisfaction. It felt so hot, it was as if heat were radiating from it, and the bedsheets were soaked as if a bucket of water had been poured over them.

"Yuria, I'm going to put it in now."

"M-Master's cock is finally coming..."

Yuria's gaze fixed on my cock, already rock-hard and dripping with pre-cum. It had been erect for over two hours.

I pressed my cock against her slick, wet pussy. Her pussy, now hypersensitive, twitched at the mere touch.

"You can stop here if it's too much."

My fully erect cock could be relieved by Rizel and Kelly.

"N-no! I want you inside me. You can have me whenever I say yes, and I'm begging you now, please put it in. Please..."

Yuria, half-mad with desire, babbled incoherently.

"It's only right for a cock to enter a fuckhole."

I thrust my hips forward.

Squish.

I thrust all the way in, parting her hot, slick walls.

"Ah... ahh...! This feeling... this is what I wanted...! Haaahng!"

"It was worth tormenting your pussy for two hours. You're hotter than usual."

I began to withdraw slowly. Her walls clung tighter, as if trying to keep my cock from escaping.

"Hngh! Ugh-ah!"

I gripped Yuria's thighs with both hands and started pumping.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Yuria clutched the bedsheets, taking my cock deep inside her.

"Master! Hngh! Inside...! Cum deep inside me!"

She begged, sensing I was about to cum with uncanny accuracy.

"Of course. I always cum inside."

Yuria wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, ensuring I couldn't escape as I came deep inside her.

Shuddering from the pleasure of my climax, I gazed down at her. Her sweat-drenched face was breathtakingly beautiful, almost mesmerizing.

"Yuria... you're beautiful."

"Ugh..."

The walls of her pussy, still gripping my cock, pulsed and tightened even more. I slowly rocked my hips and repeated, "Yuria... I've always thought... I'm so glad you're by my side."

Her pussy clenched even tighter than before.

Part of me said this because I enjoyed her pussy's reaction, but it was also genuine. Without Yuria, things would have been much harder. The mansion's affairs probably wouldn't have run smoothly at all.

"And... among all the pussies I've tasted, yours is the most delicious."

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