"Welcome back, Master."
Yuria was the first person I saw as I emerged. Her torn maid uniform was gone, and she stood as elegantly and immaculately as ever.
Though the surroundings were dark, as if it were night, she stood out clearly.
"Yuria! You waited for me!" I spread my arms to embrace her, but a strange feeling washed over me.
For some reason, Yuria's azure hair seemed more lustrous than usual, and her skin appeared even clearer.
"Master, I've prepared your clothes here."
"Ah, thank you."
"I'll help you dress."
Yuria approached me, and I accepted her familiar touch without hesitation. Lately, other maids had been dressing me, but when they weren't around, she always took care of it.
Sniff. Sniff, sniff.
Yuria's familiar scent filled the air, just as always.
Hmm?
Something felt different this time. How to describe it... perhaps sweeter and more intense?
Could it be because I spent a little too long in the Dream World?
I stared intently at Yuria. When our eyes met, she smiled warmly.
I, who always hold Yuria in my arms, can tell! Her skin has become even clearer!
Then Yuria's hand came into view. Upon closer inspection, I noticed calluses on her palm a testament to her daily training. But now, her hand was completely smooth, without a trace of calluses. Something had definitely changed.
"Maid, you've crossed the wall. To become both an Aura Master and an Archmage at your age... Are you even human?"
Yuria's hands, which had been buttoning her shirt, paused momentarily. Her gaze shifted to Priscilla.
Priscilla stood with her arms crossed, her expression haughty. But I was naked, and the evidence of our recent intimacy was plain to see especially the white semen staining her groin. Anyone could tell she'd just had sex.
However, my attention was focused on Priscilla's words.
An Aura Master and an Archmage?!
My eyes widened as I scrutinized Yuria. Aside from her having grown even more beautiful, I couldn't detect anything unusual. At my current level, I couldn't possibly gauge her true power.
"As expected, Lady Priscilla has a keen eye. Yes, I've surpassed one barrier, as you said. But... looking at you, I realize how far I still have to go."
"...How arrogant. Are you challenging me?"
"You misunderstand. I'm merely acknowledging my own shortcomings. I need to become stronger for Master's sake."
How admirable!
Deeply moved, I opened my arms wide and embraced her tightly. If I were Yuria, I wouldn't even think about getting stronger; I'd be bragging about my achievements everywhere, sleeping with women left and right!
"Ah... Master..."
Holding Yuria close, I whispered softly in her ear.
"Congratulations, Yuria. You deserve a reward tonight."
There was only one reward I had in mind, and Yuria undoubtedly knew it too.
"Yes, Master."
My hand was reaching for Yuria's hips when I suddenly asked, "Maid, what happened to the Demon and Bezel?"
I pulled back slightly from Yuria. I was curious about what had transpired after we left. Seeing Yuria unharmed, I suspected Bezel might be dead.
"...We lost them. They escaped using spatial teleportation."
"They likely used demonic power, not magic, to escape. Tracking them will be impossible now. How long has it been since then?"
"Seven hours have passed."
"For something like that, it's remarkably quiet. The Library is a crucial part of the Academy. Even at this late hour, it shouldn't be left unattended."
"Before Master and Lady Priscilla returned, I detected spatial fluctuations and knocked out all the librarians, moving them outside."
"Well done. Thanks to you, we've avoided unnecessary complications."
"I didn't do it for Lady Priscilla."
"...Hah. Of course. Where are my clothes?"
"I've already taken care of them."
The shadow on the floor rose to form a table. Lady Priscilla's clothes lay on it. She picked them up but didn't put them on, instead storing them in her subspace pocket.
"I'll be leaving now. Keep this matter to yourself."
"Wouldn't it be better to fully reveal your true identity this time and cooperate with the Academy... no, the Cobalt Kingdom?" I asked her. If she revealed she was a dragon, the Cobalt Kingdom would cooperate at least outwardly.
"Cooperate? What help could those incompetent fools possibly offer? It would only complicate matters."
Incompetent.
From a dragon's perspective, that was probably true.
I agree about the complications. The nobles would outwardly feign concern while secretly maneuvering for political gain.
They might even proclaim, "The Cobalt Kingdom is blessed by a divine presence!" while secretly committing all sorts of atrocities behind the scenes.
And even if the Cobalt Kingdom intervened, there was no guarantee they could find and eliminate the hidden demons. As she said, they were incompetent.
"I'll be leaving now."
I could feel the mana around her surging. Before she could vanish with magic, I blurted out, "Lady Priscilla! If you ever feel unsatisfied, come find me! I'll satisfy your desires!"
Her brow furrowed as she glared at me.
"That won't happen. Don't act rashly."
Priscilla vanished.
I clicked my tongue. I'd expected this, but her immediate, unhesitating departure still left a bitter taste in my mouth.
That Dragon pussy was so tight...
We'd be leaving soon. According to the Original Work, we'd meet again in a few years, but given how distorted the plot had become, we might never see each other again.
With Yuria's help, I changed clothes and left the library.
I draped my arm over her shoulder, my hand kneading her ample breasts as we headed toward the dormitory. Since Rizel and Kelly were in the city, Yuria and I would enjoy some quality time together tonight.
"So... the Grimoire turned to sand?"
"Yes. I'm sorry. I tried to retrieve it as ordered, but I never expected it to activate."
"It's fine. There's no need to apologize. I was planning to give you that Grimoire anyway."
The reason I had tried to retrieve it was to use the Bright Ascension Chart to enhance Palek Proxin's Grimoire, hoping it would amplify its effects.
"You must have gained the Grimoire's knowledge... and your body should be strengthened as well, right?"
"Yes. I gained knowledge about the human body, my physical abilities were enhanced, and my Qi and Blood were purified. Furthermore, a portion of my heart was modified to allow me to accumulate Mana."
"...Heart modification?"
"Thanks to that, I naturally absorb Mana with every breath."
"W-well, that's good."
Heart modification was something I'd never heard of before.
In the original work, Kyle only obtained knowledge about the human body and physical enhancement through the Grimoire. He experienced a Fortuitous Encounter but never advanced beyond the high-grade Expert level.
But Yuria has reached the Aura Master and Archmage Cultivation Realms. I never anticipated this. I only thought it would be helpful, not that she'd actually reach those realms.
This was excellent news. Yuria was both my personal fucktoy and a weapon.
"Ah...!"
My hand slipped beneath Yuria's clothes, grasping and rolling her nipple. My technique hadn't dulled.
Tonight, I would prove on the bed that even an Aura Master couldn't surpass my cock.
"Master," Yuria suddenly said, "Prince Kyle is at the dormitory entrance."
I glanced toward the dormitory, but the darkness obscured everything. Besides, we were still over 300 meters away.
"Kyle? What's he doing there?"
Puzzled, I immediately began acting. I tore my clothes to create the illusion of a struggle and asked Yuria to support me.
"Yujin! Yuria! Are you alright?!"
Kyle rushed toward us the moment he saw us.
"Ah, Brother Kyle. I didn't expect to see you here. What's going on?"
"What do you mean, 'what's wrong?!' I was waiting for you guys! I've been searching the Academy, just in case! Are you hurt?!"
"Not seriously. Just a sprained ankle, I think?"
"Yujin-ah! Why did you move?! You would have been safe inside the Barrier...!"
"I remembered asking Yuria to bring a book from the Library... I couldn't just sit still. Thankfully, Yuria is safe. But... we got caught in the battle and have been unconscious until now."
"If you'd told me, I could have...!"
"Sorry, Brother. I was too panicked to think about asking for help."
"You..." Kyle sighed heavily, about to scold Yujin before turning his gaze to Yuria.
"Yuria, are you hurt anywhere?!"
"I'm not injured, Young Master Kyle. Thank you for your concern."
"Yujin, let's go to the infirmary instead of standing here."
"No, Brother. Look, look. It's just a slight sprain, nothing serious. I could even walk, but Yuria insisted on supporting me."
"Young Master Kyle, the potions and medicines in the dormitory are of superior quality compared to those in the infirmary. Please step aside for now."
Yuria spoke firmly, her tone colder than usual when addressing Kyle. I noticed she was looking forward to our night together.
"Uh, right. Get some rest now. I'll see you tomorrow."
Kyle retreated awkwardly, flustered.
We entered the dormitory. Kyle stood there, stiffly watching us, though his gaze was fixed more precisely on Yuria.
He looked like a rain-soaked puppy, which made me laugh.
From now on, Yuria will be beneath me, whimpering.
"Dean Harvis. That damn old man... He can't even handle his duties properly. Why entrust the Magic Stone Gate to some mere professor?"
Crown Prince Dullibad Cobalt of the Cobalt Kingdom emerged from the Dean's Office, grumbling irritably as he headed toward the building housing the Student Council Room.
Before entering, he paused to straighten his attire, smoothing out any wrinkles and tidying his disheveled crimson hair.
His handsome face was undeniable. He took a deep breath, gazing up at the building.
He had come to the Academy for two reasons. First, to hear the truth about the recent Academy attack directly from Dean Harvis.
Second, to meet Melissa in person and propose marriage. He had originally planned to wait until her graduation, but... he couldn't miss this opportunity to visit the Academy.
"Laudick. Lowdick. Leudick. How do I look?"
Three men appeared around him. Identical middle-aged triplets, they were high-grade Expert-level guards protecting Dullibard.
"You look perfect, Your Highness."
"Princess Melissa will not refuse you, Your Highness."
"We have prepared the bouquet you requested."
Dullibard accepted the bouquet from Leudick a beautiful arrangement of pink tulips. He planned to kneel before Melissa, present the flowers, and propose.
"For so long... ever since I first saw Melissa at the royal palace ten years ago, I've been waiting for this moment."
"Even without a formal proposal, isn't your marriage to Princess Melissa practically assured?"
The political situation made it so. Among the few women considered suitable for Crown Prince Dullibard, Melissa was the most favored by the King and his ministers, who all saw her as the ideal Crown Princess. She possessed impeccable lineage, noble heritage, and exceptional wisdom.
"I want not just Melissa's body, but her heart as well. This proposal is essential for that. Sigh... Very well. I'll go."
"...May fortune favor you, Your Highness."
The Laudick Brothers vanished. As the Crown Prince's secret guards, they carried artifacts that allowed them to become invisible.
Dullibard strode confidently toward the Student Council Room.
When Dullibard opened the door to the Student Council Room, his heart pounded so hard he thought it might burst.
But the room was empty.
Melissa isn't here. Where could she have gone? I heard she's always here... Should I wait for her to return?
Should he hide by the door and wait?
As he pondered this, a man's loud voice echoed from nearby:
"Aaaah! A Demon! A Demon has appeared!"
"What?! A Demon?!"
Startled, Dullibard rushed toward the room where the shout had come from. At this time, any mention of Demons couldn't be ignored.
He slammed open the door labeled "Multipurpose Room."
Inside stood a silver-haired maid on one side, and a black-haired man cradling a naked Melissa in his arms. There was no Demon.
The man sat on the desk, Melissa leaning back against his torso, her legs spread wide.
Squeak... squeak...
Melissa gripped the man's hands for support as she thrust her hips herself, her movements lewd and wanton, like a prostitute. It was as if her pussy were devouring his cock.
"Ah! Aah! Hngh... hngh...!"
Her seductive moans echoed through the room, her full breasts heaving violently.
Dullibard's legs trembled. He couldn't comprehend what he was witnessing or rather, he didn't want to.
The black-haired man glanced at Dullibard and said, "My apologies, Your Highness. I had to provoke you to show you this. Look at this dripping pussy. It's truly the Academy's finest."