Ray's hands draw a symbol of a scythe in the air; on one side of his body, a dense magic roams in the air. Weapon magic on earth counts as one of the top ten strongest magics. And on the other side, the weaker magic of chains. Ray didn't know how, but Iri had two types of magic at the same time, and that made crafting crystals for her a pain in the ass.
"I think I can grasp how the order should be: decrease the density of chains." Ray ordered the woman sitting in front of her.
Iri had worn a short skirt and a sports bra, with nothing under them; as she sat, Ray could clearly see whatever she hid down there. Next to her was his son; if Ray didn't know, he would assume he was a girl with so many feminine features, but he was not into boys.
For twenty minutes, Ray wasn't able to craft even one magic crystal; the failure weighed heavily on his mind; however, the moment of success was near.
"Enough." The monoliths on the two sides told him the balance he needed had finally been found: "84 to 16. Your magic chains are really weaker."
Iri smiled: "It's a burden most of the time; however, at times it can be really useful, if you know what I mean."
He didn't respond; there was time to flirt with her later. "How much does it last for a craft station to craft one crystal for you?"
"Professor Jake works in my personal craft station; with the perfect setup, they take two weeks for each crystal. You seem to have failed to craft one after this long." Although it had been only 20 minutes, she didn't want to devalue billions she had invested in that craft station.
"Here is your first weapon-chain crystal." Ray didn't believe the stupid name of her magic.
"What? You were just still balancing it out..." Iri picked up the black crystal from the air and used it on her exp with no hesitation. "24000 experience..."
Usually magical crystals gave a range between 8000 and 12000 experience based on the time it took them to be crafted; since Ray crafted them in an instant, there was no waste on any of them.
"Tell me your price." Iri said with a threatening tone, "This is the last warning."
"Next time you try to threaten me, remember this place is filled with Gama bombs; if anything happens to me, you and your son will come with me." Ray's killing intent rose.
"He's not even scared!" Iri's plan failed miserably; each time she threatened someone, they would even show some sort of fear, and she would push on that; however, he acted like she was a normal human.
"My mother meant no insult, Vice General." Raol said with shaky hands; for some reason he was scared of Ray.
"Let's finish this; this will be our last deal together." Ray said with an expressionless face as he continued to craft more crystals.
Blood left Iri's face, even though he was not that strong, but three other generals had already asked him to craft, and before long he would become the main crafter of the military. "If I destroy my bridges, in a few years I will become rank 10 among generals."
"I and my five vice generals join your harem; in exchange, you will craft me for free."
Ray laughed, "How the fuck does that benefit me?"
"They will do the harem missions and put us in the top three rankings. The reward for second place is 5 magic crystals each month for the top members and basic crystals for the rest." Iri tried her best to say how much they were worth it.
"No, only yourself; a few crystals are not worth it. Your son can inherit your harem as you join mine." Ray pointed at the small figure behind her. "But my harem has one rule: you can't sleep with other men."
"Let me think about it..."
"Take your time." Ray returned to his task; maintaining the balance became easier as he crafted more of them.
"Her magics don't work together in the air; how does her system let her have both? Is it an error, or is there a way for opposite magics to coexist?" After his small conversation with Famine, his questions only grew wider.
After an hour, Ray gave her the other nine crystals. "Now my payment."
Raol gave him a bag; Ray didn't need to check them to make sure of the purity and numbers—she was a general, after all.
As he handed the bag to Ray, his mother said with a seductive tone, "My son is becoming one of your biggest fans."
Ray looked at him; he was the type that Ray enjoyed playing with, enjoying anything that happened to them as long as it satisfied their lust.
"Let's see how much he is ok with it." Ray said inwardly as he whispered into his ear, "I will autograph you, Mom, and send her to you."
His body froze on the spot; only three people knew about his kink, but he had just implied it to him: "Sorry... I didn't hear you…"
"It's nothing important." Ray turned to face Iri. "Your decision?"
"It takes 24 hours for the ownership to completely move on; during that time, we can have sex. If you could fuel my gunger, then I agree; if not, no."
"Fair enough." Ray cleared his throat. "Start it."
"Second General in just a few months; if you count Marian too, my luck is surging through the sky." His cock became as hard as a rock with the thought of what he was going to do to Iri.
"I should see if her son escapes or stays." Ray smirked at him, as his eyes were locked on the bulge in his pants. "Probably stays."