—Next Morning—
*Blink. Blink*
Leon cracked his eyes open as a wave of cold air slapped him in the face.
"...The fuck?" he groaned, dragging himself upright. The breeze was coming straight from the window, chilling his bare skin.
"Who left the fucking window open?" he muttered, still half-asleep as he stumbled over to shut it.
But the moment his hand reached the frame—
*Peck!*
"Ow—what the hell!?" He yanked his hand back, eyes narrowing.
Sitting on the edge of the window was a black raven. Not just any raven—this one had three eyes. One of them blinked dead center on its forehead like some kind of creepy bird.
"Huh...?"
Leon didn't waste any time. He activated his skill.
[Name: Carrier Raven]
[Rank: D]
[Description: A special type of raven used to deliver secret messages and small parcels. Known for being fast, quiet, and nearly impossible to detect. Commonly used by high-ranking knights.]
*CAW!*
Before he could react, the raven hopped into the room and started shaking itself like a wet dog.
*Thud* *Thud* *Thud*
"What the f—?!"
A letter and clothes rained down from it's fur.
*CAWWW!*
With one final screech that sounded suspiciously smug, the raven leapt back out the window and vanished into the sky.
Leon stood there for a moment, completely naked, staring at the mess.
"...Okay. That just happened."
He pulled on some pants—finally—and started looking through the things.
The first thing he grabbed was a neatly folded set of clothes: a green robe with the symbol of a dark serpent wrapped around a flask, a white tunic with the same symbol on the chest, black trousers, and expensive-looking brown leather shoes.
"Okay... Well, this isn't random junk stuff." Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he used his skill on the clothes.
[Name: Alchemist's Uniform]
[Rank: E]
[Durability: 100/100]
[Description: Official attire of House Virellis alchemists. Crafted with spell-treated basilisk wool and beast-leather, it offers protection against minor explosions, acid splashes, and chemical backfires.]
"...Huh."
Next, he picked up the letter, sealed in a neat white folder with a golden sealing sigil. Fancy.
He cracked the seal and started reading.
---
To Leon Luster,
You did something stupid. Brave, but stupid. As an honourable knight, I've decided to reward your suicidal heroism.
The sigil on this letter grants you direct admission to Velthorne Academy of Magic and Swordsmanship, with a one year scholarship, you have to take care of the rest. Classes start today. Be there at 10:00 AM sharp.
This isn't optional.
As a knight, I don't take back gifts—and I don't tolerate flakiness. If you're not there by 10:00 AM, Leon Luster, I will show up at 9:30, break your door down, and drag you there myself.
You've been warned.
—Derisa Demar
---
Leon stared at the letter for a long moment.
"...Fucking Hell." He spoke as his expressions darkened.
*Click*
The door opened with a soft sound, and Elaine stepped inside.
She wore a modest brown skirt that hugged her hips and stopped just above her knees, but the white bodice clinging tightly to her chest was anything but modest. Her full, heavy boobs strained against the fabric with every breath, practically trying to break free.
Her steps were slow, silent, and deliberate—unlike her usual stride. She moved like she had a purpose, her gaze locked onto Leon as she approached.
"Mo—" Leon began, but the words barely left his mouth before she pressed a single finger to his lips.
As he was already sitting in a lotus position, Elaine climbed into his lap, her thighs closing around him. Their bodies pressed together, tension crackling between them.
"Well... good morning, Mom," Leo spoke in a low tone with a perverted smile. His eyes flicking down to her chest before returning to hers. But just as he opened his mouth to speak again, her finger slipped away—and her lips took its place.
*Chuuuuuuuu...*
Her kiss was sudden, hot, and filled with hunger. Leon froze for a second, then responded with equal intensity. Their lips crushed together, tongues tangling in a wet, frantic rhythm. Her soft moan escaped into his mouth, only fueling the kiss.
The kiss dragged on, deep and dirty, until both were breathless. When they finally pulled apart, a thick string of saliva still clung between their parted lips.
Elaine licked her lips slowly, her eyes half-lidded and filled with heat.
"Good morning, Dear Son," she spoke, her voice low and dripping with lust.
'Is this really happening or am I still asleep ?' Leon thought as he looked at Elaine.
"So... Do you want to have some breakfast first or Do you want to suck on my sweet and slutty nipples ?" Elaine whispered into Leon's ears as she pressed her chest against Leon's chest.
'Woah... She can talk dirty.' Leon thought as a smile spread across his face.
"Remi-" Leon was about to activate his skill, but suddenly he heard something.
*Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting*
A bell sound coming from the tower of the village...
The bell rang exactly 9 times, telling the time to every single villager.
'I am really going to hate myself for doing this. Damn you, Knight Bitch.' Leon thought as he closed his eyes in disappointment and slowly placed his hands over Elaine's shoulders.
"I need to go..." Leon spoke as he looked into Elaine's eyes.
"What ?" Elaine asked with a confused expression.
"Sadly, I am selected in the Velthorne Academy of Magic and Swordsmanship." Leon replied with a disappointed expression.
"WHAT !?" Elaine shouted as she immediately stood up and looked at Leon with a Shocked and Surprised expression.
"Yeah..." Leon replied.
"Why are you shouting so loudly mom ? You will wake her up." Selene spoke as she pointed towards her daughter and looked at Elaine with a confused expression.
"Your brother got accepted into the Academy of Magic." Elaine spoke as she looked at Selene.
"What the- Really ?" Selene asked with an even more shocked expression as she looked at Leon.
"Yeah and I have to leave now or an angry lady will come running into our house." Leon spoke as he stood up from the mattress.
"What about your Job ?" Selene asked with a confused expression as she looked at Leon, while he was getting ready for the Academy.
"I will still do it, after the academy... Just a little time change." Leon replied as he wore the tunic and looked at himself in the mirror.
"Will you stay at the Academy Hostel and not come home ?" Selene asked with a sad expression.
"No... I will come home everyday." Leon replied.
"Here, Here... I have packed your lunch. I-I couldn't make much since you told me in such a hurry but some meat that was left from last night, I packed for you." Elaine spoke as she came out of the kitchen in a hurry.
"Oh thanks, Mom. I will see you guys at dinner." Leon spoke as he started walking towards the exit door.
"Bye and don't mess with any Noble brat." Selene spoke with a smile as she went back inside the room to complete her sleep.
"Leon..."
Elaine's voice came from behind, soft but dripping with seduction.
"Hm?" Leon turned, confused—only for his breath to catch in his throat.
Elaine stood there with her skirt lifted delicately in both of her hands... and nothing beneath it. Her bare, glistening pussy was fully exposed to him, shameless and inviting. The sight made his heart pound and his cock twitch real hard.
"I'll be waiting..." she whispered, her voice soaked in lust.
Leon stared, his lips twitching into a smile. But then, without a word, he turned away.
*Click*
The door shut behind him as he left the house in silence.
But the moment he stepped outside, the mask cracked. His fist clenched, and with a sudden burst of emotion—
*Thud*
He slammed his knuckles into the nearby wall.
'FUCKKKKKKKKK YOUUUUUUUU, DERISAAAAA.'
He screamed in his mind, his chest heaving with rage and frustration.
"Fuck my hand... Heal." Leon spoke as he immediately healed himself with the skill.
As soon as Leon walked through the village, everyone saw him wearing the clothes of the academy.
"Hey, Isn't he Leon ?"
"Yeah, Elaine's Son."
"When did he got accepted into the academy ?"
"Not an ordinary one... It's the Central Academy's Uniform."
"Velthorne ?"
"Yes."
...
Everyone started talking about Leon as some got jealous, some got confused and some were surprised.
Suddenly, A group of girls approached Leon.
"Hello, Leon... I am Maria." Their leader, a pretty brunette took the first step to talk to leon as she stepped forward and raised her hand for a handshake.
"Do I know you ?" Leon asked with a confused expression as he looked at her hand.
"No... That's why I am making an introduction." Maria replied with a smile.
'Hah... Now that I remember her face, I think she the daughter of Ralph... A small but wealthy trader who lives on the other side of the village in a big mansion.
Well, she has her father's mind... Must be trying to get her relations good with me so that she will have an option in the future, if her father fails to search for a rich man for her to marry, Since I am going to academy and all.
Bitch doesn't even have proper boobs on her chest and she wants to bag me, Flat Fuck.' Leon thought as his expressions darkened immediately.
"I am Leon Luster." Leon spoke as he gave her a casual handshake.
"If you are not busy this evening... Would you-"
"I am very busy." Leon replied with a straight face.
"How about Tomorrow-"
"Busy."
"Then day after-"
"I am busy this whole week- No the whole month." Leon spoke with a straight face.
"Oh my god... He has such an attitude."
"He is talking so rudely to maria."
"What does he thinks of himself ?"
As soon as Maria heard all these talks behind her back, her expressions turned dark as well.
"Oi, Do you have any idea who my father is ?" Maria asked with a serious expression as she looked at Leon.
"Why ? Didn't your mother tell you about him ?" Leo asked with a straight face.
As soon as Leon said this... Maria started crying.
*Sob-Sob*
"You are a fucking dog." She shouted as she ran away with the rest of her friends.
"Well... That I am." Leon replied with a smile as he turned around and started walking towards the wagons.
After taking a wagon to the kingdom, Leon finally reached in front of the academy.
"Well... Let's do this." Leon thought with a bored expression as he looked at the huge Magic Academy.
It was made out of unknown white material and there were two attached buildings to the main one.
"You made it... I was just about to come your home." Suddenly, Leon heard derisa's voice
As soon as he turned around, Leon noticed that Derisa is standing exactly behind him.
"Why would you do this ?" Leon asked with a serious expression.
"Because, I couldn't... K-Kiss you properly that day. So, I am paying you like this."
'Woman... You are not paying me anything. You are taking things away from me... How stupid can she be ?' Leon thought with a confused expression.
"Well... Go in and choose your classes. Each house has 6-7 claases. Choose carefully." Derisa spoke as she noticed that Leon has already started to go in.
****
As soon as Leon stepped through the academy's towering gates, he noticed the shift in atmosphere.
Students stood in small groups, chatting quietly until their attention turned to him. Conversations paused. Heads turned. Dozens of eyes watched him, their expressions a mix of confusion, curiosity, and silent judgment
Leon walked forward calmly, though he could feel the weight of their stares. Not one of them looked friendly.
'Why are they staring at me like that?' Leon thought
"Meowww..."
A soft meow broke the tension.
Leon looked down and saw a small black cat padding toward him, her tail raised confidently. She rubbed her head against his pants, purring.
"Well, hello there," Leon said with a faint smile as he crouched down and gently scratched behind her ears.
"Meowww" she purred again, pushing into his hand.
"Excuse me, gentleman?" a voice called out.
Leon looked up.
A man in a spotless white robe was walking toward him. Embroidered on the upper corner of his robe was a symbol-two cupped hands with a golden liquid flowing between them, and a rising sun behind.
"Yes?" Leon replied, standing straight.
The man studied him for a moment, his expression unreadable. "You're a commoner, aren't you?"
Leon blinked, "Yeah..."
The man's brows furrowed slightly. "Have you lost your way?"
"No." Leon pulled out a small sigil that he got from Derisa's letter from his coat and held it out. "Here."
The man's eyes narrowed as he took it. He examined the crimson jewel and the crest around it.
"A Knight's Sigil... and not a low-grade one,'' he muttered, then gave a tired sigh. "I don't know what's going on with this academy-more and more commoners every year."
He handed the sigil back and pointed ahead. "Go inside the hall and wait. The headmaster will address you guys."
Leon pocketed the sigil and nodded silently. As he turned, he muttered to himself, "Well... that was some top-tier discrimination."
He glanced down, but the black cat was gone.
He sighed and walked toward the massive hall at the heart of the courtyard. The doorway was arched and lined with paintings of magical beasts-dragons, phoenixes, and other creatures he couldn't name..
As he stepped through, he felt it immediately-magic.
The painted creatures' eyes followed him as he passed under the arch.
'What the fuck is this place?' Leon thought as he looked at the hall's size in awe.
The hall was far larger than it had appeared from outside. Towering ceilings stretched a hundred feet above, and strange, glowing beings floated far overhead, just beyond clear sight.
This is space magic, he thought with a neutral expression.
The floor beneath his boots gleamed like polished obsidian, and one entire wall was covered in portraits. Faces of former graduates over the last three years-most of them noble, judging by their attire.
Only two portraits belonged to commoners.
'There's no way only two commoners got in over last three years... that means for some reason, they didn't make it out of here.' Leon thought, his jaw tightening. 'I'm not dying in this place just because someone thought giving me a scholarship was a fucking award. I should've asked that bitch for some money instead.'
*Swish*
Suddenly, a stage shimmered into existence in the center of the hall. An old woman appeared atop it, wearing a long, black ceremonial gown.
"Attention, new students," she said, her voice magically echoing across the hall-and far beyond. "Please gather here. The Headmaster will address you shortly."
She's strong. No doubt about it, he thought, narrowing his eyes.
Within minutes, the hall filled with new students, rushing in and forming groups based on their uniforms.
Leon remained on the side, observing.
A sudden breeze swept through the room, and then an old man appeared on the stage.
He looked ancient. His long white beard nearly touched the ground, and his robes shimmered faintly with magical runes. magic rings adorned every finger, and strange artifacts hung from his wrists and neck.
"Hohoho... Hello, children, *Cough-Cough*" the man chuckled, then coughed. 'I am your Headmaster. I'd tell you my name, but you'll have to earn the right to know it."
He paused, letting the silence settle.
"I see many bright faces here today. But let me make one thing clear your noble blood does not guarantee your place in this academy."
His tone sharpened.
"There are ten thousand of you here right now. By noon, only five thousand will remain. That is the reality of this world, Survival of the Fittest. We do not care who you were only what you can do."
The room grew tense.
"And if anyone dares to bribe a teacher into passing you... I promise you, neither you nor your siblings will graduate from any academy in the Human Kingdom. Ever."
Leon raised an eyebrow.
'Well, Looks like old man believes in equality huh?' Leon thought as a smirk spread across his face.
"Now," the Headmaster continued, "let me introduce you to the Seven Houses of this academy."
He pointed to different sections of the hall.
"Those in green robes are The Alchemists of House Virellis."
"In sapphire blue-Mages of House Aetherwyn."
"In red and black, the Swordbearers of House Drakemor."
"Deep purple marks the Summoners of House Zevrath."
"Golden robes belong to the Enchanters of House Aurinox."
"White-robed Healers stand with House Solvayne."
"And finally, those in black robes with eerie auras-Magis of House Umbraeth."
Leon's gaze drifted over each group. Every house had its pride, its hierarchy, its power.
"These seven Houses will compete for points across five years and whichever house wins at last, shall be awarded with magic items, Jobs, Riches and much more" the Headmaster finished. "Now, your trial instructors will guide you from here on."
He smiled faintly as he noticed, A single student standing away from all the groups, Leon, "May the gods be with you and Demons be against you. HoHoHo *Cough-Cough*..."
And with a flicker of light, he vanished once again into thin air.
****
—Hall of Velthorne Academy—
The grand hall now stood nearly empty. Every house had already departed with their trial instructors-except one.
The Alchemists of House Virellis still sat quietly, waiting.
The moment they let me go, I'm bolting back home and getting in bed with Elaine, Leon grumbled internally, as perverted thoughts started to enter inside his mind. But his train of thought derailed instantly when a deep, magical chime echoed through the entire academy.
[House Points will now be displayed.]
Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted.
Every corridor across the academy stirred to life as students from every year came rushing into the hall like a wave. In a matter of seconds, the place that was almost silent was now a hurricane of excitement and speculation.
"The hell's going on now?" one of the new kids shouted, clearly overwhelmed.
A massive holographic projection materialized mid-air, visible from every corner of the hall. The points board appeared, glowing and floating like divine text:
———
1. House Umbraeth-3495 Points
2. House Zevrath 3310 Points
3. House Aurinox 2985 Points
4. House Solvayne - 2910 Points
5. House Drakemor 2755 Points
6. House Aetherwyn 2690 Points
7. House Virellis 820 Points
———
Leon blinked. 'Wait... House Virellis is dead last.!
He stared at the numbers with a neutral expression. The room was buzzing with reactions.
"Damn it, those swordsmen overtook us again," a mage in sapphire robes muttered, shaking his head.
And just as quickly as it had filled, the hall began to empty out-students leaving in loud, hurrying waves. All that remained were the freshmen of House Virellis, and their frustration.
"Why the hell are we last?" a noble kid stood up, clearly frustrated.
"What do you expect?" came a deep, almost amused voice. A tall man in the same green robes as the students stepped forward from the hall's edge. "Alchemists don't exactly win duels against mages or swordsmen."
"Who are you?" another student asked.
"I'm Mr. Malkof. Your trial instructor," the man replied with a grin. "Now come. I'll take you for a walk through House Virellis' tragic history... until we reach the Alchemy Lab and tell you why we are last for the last thirty years."
The group rose and began to follow Mr. Malkof without wasting another second.
Leon walked with the rest, though his eyes were busy scanning something else entirely.
Where the hell are the MILFs in this academy? Not a single one in sight so far... Are they banned or what?'
That thought came to an abrupt halt.
"Your sword is your soul in battle. Become one with it, came a powerful, feminine voice from the open training ground to their left.
Leon's head snapped toward the source.
Standing there was a mature woman in her 40s-glorious blonde hair, toned muscles, big, soft boobs, and a fluffy huge ass
Target acquired, Leon thought, his eyes-focused on her curves.
Leon continued to stare at her as he walked past the whole corridor.
****
"Anyway," Malkof continued, "that's why we're losing. You get challenged to a duel? Decline it. One wrong step, and you'll lose points for the whole house. Then everyone will hate your guts.
We are just helpers in battlefield, Nothing more. Most of us don't even see the face of battlefield in their lifetime until it get's really ugly."
By now, the group had arrived in front of the Alchemy Lab-a surprisingly modest-looking structure from the outside.
"Alright. Inside, everyone."
The door opened, and what looked small from the outside revealed an impossibly large chamber inside -another clever use of spatial magic.
Rows upon rows of pristine tables stood neatly arranged, each equipped with flasks, vials, and ingredients laid out on them to brew potions. Students took their seats, their expressions turning serious as they scanned the things sitting in front of them.
No one sat near Leon-as everyone already knew he was a Commoner. All except one.
A quiet girl with calm eyes wordlessly sat next to him, ignoring everything but the teacher.
Malkof walked forward. "Before you are the basic tools, medicinal herbs, and a written recipe.
Your task is to brew a minor healing potion. No magic, No skill, No talking. Any violation and you're out-expelled on the spot."
"You have ten minutes. Begin."
The room erupted into quiet activity as everyone started to pour water into their bowls.
Leon calmly poured water into his bowl as well, eyeing the three types of herbs in front of him. He scanned the paper lying on one side of the table:
Crush and add Dun-Dun leaves. Boil until impurities rise. Skim them off. Add pure mana. If the liquid glows crimson and settles into a deep red, congratulations-you've passed.
Leon scratched his head. "Which of these is even Dun-Dun?"
He glanced at the girl beside him she was already using the leaves from the third bowl.
'Shit. Screw it. I don't even care about being expelled.' Leon thought as a smirk spread across his face and he used his skill.
[Name: Hermit Tree's Leaf]
[Type: Leaf]
[Rank: Common]
[Description: Used for crafting minor mana recovery potions. Precision required. Small errors may ruin the brew.]
[Name: Dun-Dun Plant's Leaf]
[Type: Leaf]
[Rank: Common]
[Description: Known for fog-producing properties when exposed to pure mana.]
Leon frowned. 'Wait, that doesn't match the healing recipe at all... Are they trying to make fog potions or fool out of us?"
Before he could dig deeper, another student abruptly stood up in just 3 minutes he had completed his potion.
"I've completed mine!"
Malkof walked over and peered at the red liquid.
"A beautiful color. You've passed. You're free to leave and pick your classes," he said with a warm smile -and without hesitation, took a sip from the flask.
*Sip.*
"Mmm... Nice."
10 minutes have passed and about 300 students have already left the lab after completing or failing in their potion brewing.
"Okay, That's Time. Please put your equipments down... If you are found with anything from the table in your hands. You will be expelled on the spot." The teacher spoke as he immediately started looking at the potions of the students.
"Pass, Go."
"Pass, Go."
"Failed, Go Home."
'Failed, Go Home."
"Failed, Go Home."
****
After checking everyone's potion, the teacher finally reached onto Leon's desk.
As soon as he looked at Leon's potion, he noticed that it was completely black.
"Failed, Go Home."
"Thank you." Leon replied with a smile as he stood up from his chair and started walking towards door.
"Wait... Those vials in your pocket. You can't take them with you... Please return them, they are academy's property." The teacher spoke.
'Shit.' Leon thought as he slowly pulled the vials out and the teacher was left stunned as soon as he looked at the vials.
Both of the vials were filled with liquids. One of them was light green and another one was light blue.
"Wait, These- " As soon as the teacher looked at the potions in them his eyes widened in suprise.
He immediately took them from Leon opened them and took a sip from each potion.
*Sip-Sip*
"Hmm... You were trying to fail on purpose, weren't you, Kid ?" The teacher asked with a smile.
"I failed the task, I didn't make healing potion. So, I can go home right?" Leon asked with a neutral expression.
'Fuck, I shouldn't have crafted that skill.' Leon thought as he regretted his actions.
"No, I take back my words... You have passed and so have you, Who brewed all three potions girl, both of you can now go and select your classes." The teacher spoke with a smile.
[Congratulations! You have learned the skill, (Instant Craft) Successfully.]
[Name: Instant Craft]
[Rank: F]
[Level: 1]
[Usage: 2/30]
[Description: Once used, user can craft F-ranked potions immediately without any preparations or equipments except empty vials and the crafting ingredients.
The skill consumes a huge amount of mana with every craft and once used, it can't be used for the next 24 hours. Skill can be leveled up by brewing more and more potions, with every level up potion's effects will be upgraded by 5% and mana usage will also increase by 5%.]
[Mana: 100 mana/ Potion.]
[Cooldown: 24 Hours.]
'Haha, I never mentioned how many potions can I craft in one go but testing it here was a bad idea.' Leon thought as a smirk spread across his face.
****
Leon stood silently in the hallway, a class selection form resting in his hands.
"Fill out your forms quickly. I'll take you to your dorms after this," Mr. Malkof announced, his voice firm as he glanced at the gathered students.
Whispers began to rise like smoke from a fire as everyone's attention turned towards Leon.
"How the hell did that commoner pass?"
"Didn't the teacher say he failed at first?"
"He must've bribed the teacher."
"I think the teacher passed him because he is also a Commoner."
"Both of them are fucking trash."
The noble students hissed their comments, not even bothering to lower their voices. Leon could hear every word crystal clear.
'These motherfuckers really know how to talk sweet... even when they know I'm listening. 'Leon's face remained expressionless, his eyes scanning the form in his hands.
Each House has seven class types based on their specialty... Alchemists have:
1. Potion Brewing
2. Material Transmutation
3. Herbology & Magical Plants
4. Explosive Alchemy
5. Poison & Antidote Crafting
6. Alchemy Theory
7. Experimental Lab
...and I don't give a shit about any of them.
He flipped the page, and that's when his eyes caught something interesting.
****
Non-Attending Students:
Students who cannot afford the Academy's hostel or transportation fees may choose this option. They are only required to attend twice a month, must participate in one House Duel Competition per month, and join every open Class held once every three months.
****
A wide grin spread across Leon's face.
'Hell yes. That's what I've been looking for.'
Without a second thought, he checked the box, randomly selected some classes, and stood up.
He walked up to Mr. Malkof and handed over the form.
"Here."
"Oh, the kid who was caught 'stealing' potions," Malkof said with a knowing smile as he accepted the form.
Leon's jaw twitched.
'Fuck off. That shit was mine, even if the material wasn't-I made it. I wasn't stealing anything.'
Malkof gave the form a glance, then looked Leon dead in the eye.
"You sure you want to choose the Non-Attender route? You're already on scholarship. All your fees are covered."
"I'm sure."
'If I can graduate while lounging in bed with MILFs, why would I waste time in boring classes?'
From behind, a sneering voice pierced the air.
"It's better, this garbage won't be sitting with us."
A vein pulsed on Leon's forehead.
"Hey, hey, hey-why be mean to such a sweet kid?" Another noble student approached with a grin, placing a hand on Leon's shoulder. Skinny, smug, and stupid face.
Leon narrowed his eyes.
"I mean, do you even know what his mom must've done to get him in here? Probably sold herself to some old bastard just so this piece of trash could come here on a scholars-"
*PAK!*
*THUD!*
The noble's words were cut short by a brutal uppercut. Blood spurted from his mouth as he hitted the ground, his tongue caught between his teeth.
"I'm sorry," Leon said flatly. "My hand slipped."
"You... You bastard! I'm a 3-star noble! You're dead! I'll tell my father and-"
*PAK!*
Another punch-straight to the nose, more blood gushed out of his nose.
"Ahhhhhhh..." Fredrick shouted as he grabbed his nose with both of his hands.
"Oops. Slipped again, Sorry." Leon replied with a flat face as he looked at the noble kid.
"Hey! Calm the fuck down!" Malkof snapped, stepping in immediately. "Mr. Fredrick, go to Solvayne House's Dorm Master. She'll heal you up. You, come with me. The rest of you-finish your damn forms.
Fuck, I can't spend one day in peace." Fredrick shouted as he immediately took Leon to his office.
-x-X-x-
—Malkof's Office—
Leon sat calmly, arms crossed. Malkof paced in front of him, clearly stressed.
"Do you have any idea what you've done?" Malkof asked as he pointed his finger towards leon.
"My hand slipped." Leon replied with a straight face.
"Do I have 'Dumb' written over my forehead? You don't have any idea what you have done in anger, Kid.
You hit a 3-star Noble's kid. Once he leaves the Academy walls, he'll come for your life. Nobles don't forget. They don't forgive."
Leon shrugged. "I don't care."
Malkof opened his mouth to speak, but the door slammed open.
A woman in her 40's entering inside the office-long blue hair, sharp sapphire eyes, enormous boobs hanging freely and a huge pair of ass-cheeks.
Malkof immediately bowed. "Madam Aria."
"This is the one who punched Fredrick?" she asked, her eyes narrowing at Leon.
"Y-Yes, ma'am. But I have everything under control-"
"You commoners always think you have things under control. In reality, you're completely out of control.
If you had it under control... Then how did he punched him twice?" She asked with a serious expression.
"M-Ma'am... I-I was just-"
She stepped forward and dropped a single glove on Leon's shoulder.
Malkof gasped. "Oh, shit..."
"Fredrick has shown this boy some mercy. Since the incident began on Academy grounds, he's agreed to settle things here. A friendly duel-in one hour, in Solvayne House's ring. This will serve as a lesson to other commoners who've forgotten their place.
Don't be late or I can't guarantee the safety of this kid." Aria spoke with a very arrogant voice as she turned around to leave.
"Oh... and his Non-Attender and Hostel Privileges have been revoked." Aria spoke as she left the office.
"Fuck..." Malkof spoke with a serious expression as he grabbed his forehead. "She wants to send a message to the Commoners even more she hosted it in her house's ring.
Fuck, Why does this always happen to me ?"
Leon picked up the glove, staring at it in silence.
'I thought I could live peacefully in this world. But as long as bitches like her exist... that's only a dream.
Even if I earned money, Nobles like her won't let me live in peace and I am not going down without fucking every MILF in this world, including that bitch.
I will turn her into a fucking Cum-Dump, A disposable fleshlight for my dick and throw her aside after using her body... I was taking it very easy until now, but I can't do this anymore.' Leon thought with a serious expression as he clenched his fist and used his skill.
-x-X-x-
—Solvayne House Dormitory—
"Hmm... This is just a minor injury from using too much mana. Try not to cast high-level spells without a proper magic wand or orb to control the mana flow," Aria said as she examined the burnt hand of a senior-year noble student.
"Y-Yes, Ma'am," the girl replied with an embarrassed look.
"Alcastos... Pherminuem."
As soon as Aria chanted the words, a mid-level healing spell activated, rapidly mending the girl's injury.
Within five minutes, her hand was completely healed.
"You're all good now. Go and tell your father "Aria said, ''Hi," she said with a smile.
"Yes, Ma'am. Thank you." The student bowed and exited the room. Two students in green robes walked in just as she left.
One of them was Fredrick. The other, his friend, was helping him walk. Fredrick's face was soaked in blood-it wasn't stopping.
"What the hell?" Aria's eyes widened in shock. Injuries like this were common among Drakemor House students, but not Virellis-and definitely not among first-years.
"What happened? Why is he this hurt?" Aria stood up from her chair and rushed over.
"A-A commoner... punched him, Ma'am," Fredrick's friend replied while helping him lie down on the bed.
"Alcastos... Pherminuem."
Aria chanted the spell again, and the healing process began.
"I... I'll tell my father and have that bastard killed. His whole damn family too," Fredrick muttered, rage boiling in his eyes as he clenched his fists.
"What fun is there in that?" Aria replied, her tone disturbingly calm. "You have him and his entire family killed-whether publicly or secretly-and the filthy commoners walking these sacred academy grounds, built by our noble ancestors, will still feel safe. They'll still believe they're untouchable here."
"Then... what do you suggest, Ma'am?" Fredrick asked, confused.
"Challenge him to an in-house friendly duel. I'll lend you an artifact that enhances your physical strength and agility. With that, I'm confident you can crush him. The duel will take place here in our House's ring to ensure proper... atmosphere. It's your choice: kill him quietly and take your revenge-or humiliate him so thoroughly that no commoner will ever dare raise their head before a noble in this academy again."
Fredrick's lips curled into a smile. "I'll do as you say, Ma'am. But... he's a non-attending student. He could just vanish from the academy after the duel."
"Leave that to me," Aria said, smiling darkly. "As a senior instructor, I have special authority to revoke his non-attending and hostel privileges. I'll make his life miserable."
"Then I'll challenge him," Fredrick said with growing confidence. "And I'll make every commoner here fear my name."
-x-X-x-
—One Hour Later - Solvayne House—
"If I fail this year's assignment again, I'm out of my father's will for good. I don't want to repeat fourth year again... Why the hell did I get a healer class?" Clint muttered, scratching his head as he walked back to his room.
Suddenly, he noticed a large group of students heading in the opposite direction, chatting excitedly.
"Yeah, I don't think he stands a chance."
"What's he gonna do? Bea on his knees? Hahaha."
"A commoner? These guys are getting too bold."
"Oi... Where are you all going?" Clint asked, confused as he stopped them.
"S-Senior Westwood... We're going to watch the duel between two alchemists from House Virellis," one student replied, bowing respectfully. Clint was, after all, the second son of the Westwood Family-7-star nobles.
"Then why this way? Isn't the Virellis gate on the northeast side?" Clint asked, pointing.
"No, Senior. The duel's happening in our House's ring."
"What? I thought it was an in-house duel?" Clint asked, now even more confused.
"It is... but Madam Aria decided to hold it here. Since one alchemist is a noble and the other's a commoner, she wants to... send a message to our House's commoners."
"I see..."
"You coming, Senior?"
"Yeah, sure. Not like I have anything better to do. Might as well watch some commoner dog get beaten to the dirt," Clint replied with a smirk.
-x-X-x-
—Solvayne House's Duel Ring—
Students from all years and both houses filled the area around the ring.
Inside stood Fredrick and Leon, facing each other with focused expressions.
Malkof watched from the north side of the ring, while Aria stood on the south.
"Here," Aria said, handing a small white pendant to Fredrick. "Keep this in your pocket. It'll boost your defense by 20% and agility by 30%."
"Thank you, Ma'am," Fredrick said, pocketing it.
"Go crush that commoner."
A student stepped into the ring to announce the rules:
"Three rules:
First- No killing, under any circumstance.
Second- If you step out of the ring or admit defeat, the match ends immediately.
Third- Everything else is fair game. Magic, swords, potions, even summoned familiars."
The announcer exited the ring.
"FIGHT!" Aria shouted,
Fredrick bolted toward Leon with surprising speed.
*Hup*
He jumped and delivered a full-powered punch to Leon's face.
*PAW*
*THUD*
Leon hit the ground, blood dripping from his mouth.
"How do you like that, you fucking commoner?!" Fredrick sneered.
Leon slowly reached into his pocket.
"He's pulling a weapon! Back off!" Aria shouted.
"What the-?!" Fredrick leapt back, taking a defensive stance.
But Leon only pulled out a small healing potion.
*Pop*
He uncorked it and drank it down.
*Gulp-gulp-gulp*
Then stood up, smiling.
"Weak fuck," he muttered, his grin widening.
The crowd fell silent, confused.
"What did you just say?" Fredrick screamed, charging again and delivering another brutal punch to the same spot.
*PAW*
*THUD*
Leon went down-but drank another potion.
"I said you're a fucking idiot who doesn't-"
*Thud!*
Fredrick's boot slammed into his gut.
*Guahh*
Leon coughed blood but smiled again, chugging another potion.
"What kind of moron keeps taunting a noble after getting beat down? And where's he getting all those potions?" Clint asked, baffled,
"I'll fucking kill you!" Fredrick howled and kicked Leon again.
*Thud*
*Ghawk...*
Blood sprayed. The crowd looked away in disgust.
"Yes... Very good. Break his legs so he never dares stand again," Aria said, delighted.
"Hit harder, motherfucker! Or did your cow-titted mom never feed you milk?" Leon taunted as he downed another potion.
'No-he's trying to get himself killed so Fredrick doesn't go after his family... I need to stop this,' Malkof thought, stepping forward. But before he could speak, Fredrick grabbed Leon's throat and slammed him to the ground.
*THUD*
"You worthless dog! Don't you dare talk about my mother!" Fredrick shouted, kicking Leon's gut again and again.
*Kick-kick-kick-kick-kick*
"No! He'll die! Sir Fredrick, if he dies, you'll be suspended!" Malkof shouted.
"I don't care! I'm killing this insect now!"
"Yes... remind them of their place," Aria whispered, smiling darkly.
Fredrick stepped back to admire his work as Leon wasn't moving anymore.
"I am Fredrick Woodmen, son of Paul Woodmen, and if any of you-"
He stopped mid-sentence.
The crowd wasn't looking at him anymore.
They were looking behind him.
Fredrick turned... and froze as his eyes widened in shock.
Leon was standing again, holding three healing potions in between his fingers.
*Pop-pop-pop*
He chugged them all and wiped the blood from his face.
Then slicked his hair back with a bloodied hand.
"Oi... You ever hear of the Law of Conservation of Energy?" Leon asked, smiling.
"What?" Fredrick blinked in confusion, as did the crowd.
"Energy can neither be created nor be destroyed it can only be transferred from one form to another.
You didn't get it, huh? Let me show you an example."
Leon tossed an empty vial at Fredrick.
Fredrick dodged instinctively, turning to his right.
"Blind spot."
By the time he looked back-Leon was gone.
"What the hel-?"
*WHOOSH*
Leon reappeared right in front of him, his palm pressed onto Fredrick's chest.
"How did-?"
"Release."
Leon twisted his hand slightly.
A massive shockwave burst from his palm.
*BOOOOM*
Fredrick was sent flying out of the ring immediately.
*Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud*
He lost consciousness mid-air. Blood spilled from every hole in his body-even from under his fingernails.
****
[Name: Reverberate]
[Rank: F]
[Level:1]
[Usage: 1/5]
[Description: When used, this skill will start to collect energy in Host's Body, whenever he is struck with or by an object.
On every hit, this skill will store 4% energy of the opponent's attack power into Host's body as potential energy and can be released later on command as Kinetic Energy.
Skill can be Leveled up and with every level up the energy Stored will be increased by 1%.] [Mana:
50mana/ Use.]
[Cooldown: 5 minutes.]
****
"I hope, I have earned back my Non-Attending Privilege after this, right?" Leon asked as he looked at Malkof's shocked face.
"H-Huh... Y-Yes, You can go now." Malkof replied with a confused expression as he immediately started running towards Fredrick's unconscious body.
Before leaving the ring... Leon looked at Aria one last time and gave her a smirk.
-x-X-x-
"Have you heard the news?"
"What news?"
"The commoner who defeated a noble in a duel."
"What House?"
"Virellis."
"Eh... those alchemists are all weak. It's a fact now."
The news of the duel spread through the academy like wildfire. Before long, even the teachers knew.
****
—Headmaster's Office—
It was a spacious room, lined with books and specimens of magical beasts on all sides. In the center stood a large desk made out of rare wood, paired with a massive chair of the same material, its surface layered in the leather of a magical beast.
The room itself held an eerie aura, all of its corners swallowed in darkness.
Aria stood before the old man, her expression tense and fearful.
She could feel the invisible gazes all around her-as if dangerous things were staring at her from all the corners.
"So... you thought letting a noble kid beat up a commoner would set an example for the rest of the commoners?" the old man asked, as he readed a file that was lying on his desk.
"N-No... Sir, i-it was just an in-house friendly duel," Aria stammered, sweat forming on her brow.
"Then why was it happening in your House?" the old man asked, slowly lifting his head. One of his eye locked onto Aria-and sent a shiver down her spine.
"I-I-I was just helping Fredrick Woodmen get revenge, Sir. The commoner kid hit him first.
I wanted to set an example-" Aria began to speak involuntarily but quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.
"What's the boy's condition?" the old man asked.
"H-His internal organs are heavily damaged, and his mind is in shock.
I-I used my best healing skill, but... he's not waking up, Sir," Aria replied, her voice shaking.
"Mind injuries are beyond a healer's reach. His father has good ties with the Vermins-and they're one of the ten 7-Star Noble Houses if you don't know," the old man said, standing and grabbing his cane that had a dragon's face as it's handle.
"I-I'm s-sorry, Sir. P-Please... help me," Aria pleaded, bowing deeply, her sweat dripping onto the floor. Fear was clearly visible in her eyes.
"If only this had happened outside the Academy.
We must stop the rumor from spreading-immediately," the old man said, walking to the small window and tapping his cane on the floor twice.
*Tap-Tap*
*Swish*
The old woman from the entrance ceremony appeared behind him and she was wearing the same black gown.
"Sir," she said, bowing.
"How many days until the next monthly House Duels?" he asked.
"Seventeen, Sir."
"One week..." the old man muttered.
Both Aria and the woman widened their eyes.
"If you want to stop a news from spreading-drop a bigger one in its place," he said as he observed the students dueling with each other on the ground.
"As you say, Sir," the woman replied, disappearing into the shadows once again.
"I don't want to deal with the Noble Houses-not yet. But the day this news reaches the Woodmen household, you will be held accountable.
You must make it look like Fredrick is fine to his family. I don't care if you use a shapeshifter or whatever it takes," he said, pointing his cane at Aria.
"Y-Yes, Sir! I-I will take care of Woodmen Family." she answered instantly.
"The commoner will remain non-attending. Now get out-and if you ever try something like this again... I swear, Aria-"
"I-1-1 would never... not even in my dreams, Sir!" Aria cried out, eyes shut in relief as she hurried out of the room.
-x-X-x-
—Kingdom's Market—
-Merida's Butcher Shop-
*Ting*
The bell above the door rang as Leon stepped into the shop, his eyes immediately scanning the empty counter.
"Huh...? Where is she?" Leon muttered, his brows raised in confusion as he casually made his way toward the back of the shop.
But even in the back, there was no sign of her except there was something that attracted Leon's attention...
A knife's blade lying on the ground without it's handle.
"Huh... That's odd." Leon spoke as he walked forward to pick up the blade but as soon as he bent down,
"Ahnn~❤ Yes...❤"
The soft yet desperate moan echoed from the storage room, sultry and raw. Leon froze for a moment, and then a slow, wicked grin curved across his lips.
'Hehehe... looks like someone is masturbating in the storage room,' he thought, walking silently toward the door that was left slightly ajar.
He peeked through the crack.
Inside, Merida was sprawled back on a big hay bale, her thick thighs wide open, her pants and panties hanging around her right leg like she couldn't strip fast enough. Her massive, round ass cheeks spilled over the edge, jiggling slightly every time she moved.
In her hands, she gripped tight, a wooden handle of her knife. She was thrusting it deep into her soaked pussy from the curved side, fast and hungry.
"Ahnn~❤ Yes! Fuck me more~❤" she cried out, her voice dripping with primal lust.
Leon's pants twitched, his cock pressing hard against the fabric.
'Now I understand why she spends so much time in the storage room.' Leon smirked, his eyes locked on her pussy that was getting pumped with a wooden handle.
"Yes-yes-yes!❤ Grab my neck and choke me! Pound me harder!❤" Merida's moans grew louder, louder as she increased the speed of the wooden handle going in and out of her pussy.
Her hips jerked upward, impaling herself deeper with the thick handle, the wet slaps echoing faintly against the stone walls.
Leon licked his lips.
'Oh, this is going to be fun.' he thought as he immediately stepped away from the storage room's gate and cleared his throat.
"Ahem-Ahem... MERIDA, I AM HERE." Leon shouted loudly.
"Oh shit..." Merida immediately pulled the wooden handle out of her pussy and started wearing her pants.
"I-I am coming... Stay There." Merida shouted as she hurried.
"Are you in the storage room? Should I come there ? I can't hear you clearly." Leon replied.
"NO, STAY THERE... I AM COMING." Merida shouted once again as she wore her pants and started walking towards the exit gate.
****
"Huh... W-Why are you standing here? Get to work, and why the hell are you four fucking hours late?" Merida snapped, quickly correcting up her pants, her face red and flustered.
Leon just smirked casually, like he hadn't just caught her in the middle of stuffing a knife handle into her dripping pussy.
"Well... I got admitted into Velthorne Academy," he said smoothly.
"Oh... So, are you leaving the job?" Merida asked, her voice suddenly a bit softer, but still serious.
"No. I'm a Non-Attender. So I'll still be coming, "Leon replied with a smile.
"Ohh... Phew~ I thought you were about to leave the job. Damn... you scared me there," she said, exhaling in relief, trying to act normal - but her body was still recovering from her masturbation session.
Leon's eyes slid to her cleavage. His smirk deepened.
"Yeah, I was just about to get to work... but that knife over there I can't find its handle."
Her eyes widened just slightly, a flicker of panic slipping through her flustered face.
"H-Huh...? K-Knife... R-Right. Y-You can just use another one... I-I'll bring you one, just give me a sec-"
Before she could've completed her sentence, Leon leaned in... His breath brushing against her cheek as he spoke, without hesitation,
"How about you take off your pants... and give me the wooden handle that's being holded by your pussy walls?"
He let his lips graze her skin, soft and slow.
"Remis." Leon whispered as he activated the skill.
Her body jolted like a current of heat surged through her core. Her legs twitched and Thighs clenched together. Her panties instantly darkened as her soaked pussy began to leak again with love juices.
"W-What are you saying... kid ?" she asked, her voice trembling as she immediately stepped away from Leon.
"Blind Spot." Leon spoke as he vanished from her sight and re-appeared a few steps away sitting on the small stool.
"I am saying... Go and get me that knife fast, I have to go home as well." Leon spoke with a smile.
"H-How did you do that?" Merida asked with a confused and shocked expression as she looked at Leon.
"Did what?" Leon asked as he pretended to be innocent.
"Huh...? You were just here and weren't you but this?" Merida stuttered, looking between where he was and where he should've been.
"Ugh... I think I've done too much work today. I-I'll just bring you another knife..."
She turned away fast, but not fast enough to hide the dark spot on her pant made by her dripping pussy.
Leon watched her thick ass cheeks going up and down as she walked away.
'Playing with thirsty bitches like her... Is just too much fun. I am going to take my sweet time with her.' Leon thought with an evil smile.
After completing his work in just 1 hour, Leon left the shop and started walking towards the wagon station.
****
Leon stepped off the wagon at the village gate, the sky already bathed in the glow of two pale moons.
'Tch... my precious day went to shit in that academy.' He sighed, disappointment clear on his face.
"Leon! How are you?" one of the guards called out, raising a hand.
'Hmm...? What's up with this clown face?' Leon thought, confused, but shook the guard's hand anyway.
"You really became the village's hero yesterday-saving the chief's son and now getting into Velthorne Academy? Every kid wants to be you, man.
Even my own kid wants to be-"
Leon didn't even bother responding, he just kept walking past with a blank expression.
'I'm tired, hungry... and fuck, I'm horny. I need a pussy to fuck and a warm mouth to swallow my cock.'
He marched straight to his house and knocked hard.
*Knock Knock*
"Coming~" Elaine's soft, sweet voice came from inside.
*Click.*
The door swung open-and bam-Leon's head was yanked right into her massive MILF tits.
'Fuck... nothing beats being smothered by warm mom-tits after a long shitty day.' Leon thought as he wrapped his arms around her waist, his palms instantly locking onto her soft, round ass cheeks.
"Wello Mom-" he mumbled into her cleavage, his voice muffled by boobflesh, his hands already groping her thick ass over the skirt.
"I missed you so much..." Elaine whispered, not letting go.
"...and so did my naughty little pussy."
Leon froze for half a second... then lifted her skirt without a word.
"No-no! Come inside first," Elaine giggled, quickly pulling back and shutting the door behind them.
*Click*
The second it clicked shut, Leon grabbed both her wrists and pinned her back against the wall.
"Remis..." he whispered in a low voice, activating the skill.
"Well... would you like to have dinner first or my-mmmh!"
Leon didn't let her finish-he crushed his lips to hers, sucking on them like he is starving for days.
His hand slid straight into her panties, fingers instantly brushing her soaked, hairy slit.
"Tongue. Out." he spoke, breaking the kiss just long enough to give the order.
"Yes...❤" she obeyed, sticking out her tongue like a good bitch.
Leon latched onto it, slurping it like a candy, his fingers rubbing tight circles around her clit.
Her inverted nipples popped out through the fabric of her bodice instantly.
Pre-cum leaked from her pussy in messy strings.
"Mnnnh~❤"
"Is Leon back, Mom?"
Selene's voice suddenly cut through the air as she stepped out of the room..
As soon as she turned her head around the entrance, She noticed that Leon and Elaine are standing right next to each other looking at her with a smile.
"Oh, You are back... Did you bring meat?" Selene asked with a confused expression.
"Yeah, Sure." Leon replied with a smile as he slowly slided his hand into Elaine's panty from behind.
"Hikkk~" Elaine immediately let out a weird noise as her body flinched.
"What happened Mom?" Selene asked with a confused expression.
"N-Nothing... Just felt a chill. I-I will prepare dinner." Elaine spoke as she bit her lower lip and started walking towards the kitchen, while her panties got completely soaked in pre-cum,
"It's really getting cold... *Sniff** Leon spoke as he smelled his fingers.
"You guys are so weird... I am going to feed Jenny now." Selene spoke as she went back inside her room.
****
"Chuuu~"
Leon devoured Elaine's lips like a hungry lust filled monkey, spit trailing between their mouths as he sucked on her soft lips like candy. Her skirt and panties lay on the kitchen floor, damp and completely useless.
Elaine's body was bent at a filthy angle one leg stretched up high onto the kitchen counter, the other trembling beneath her, barely keeping her upright as Leon's thick cock pistoned into her soaked cunt.
*Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!*
"Ahhh~ ❤Ahhh~❤ Yes! Fuck me more Leo! Fuck my pussy harder, baby~!❤" Elaine moaned shamelessly, her tits bouncing with every brutal thrust as she slammed her hips down, desperate to take him deeper.
Her pussy made loud, wet squelches, juices gushing out around his dick, soaking the floor beneath them.
Leon leaned in, his eyes filled with lust.
"You like that, you nasty slut ?" Leon asked, one of his hand wrapping around her throat, his fingers tightening slowly.
Elaine's eyes rolled half-back, her moans turning hoarse.
"Ahhn~❤ Y-Yes... C-Can't... b-breathe-" she choked out, her smile utterly wrecked, her tongue slipping out as she drooled like crazy.
*Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap-!*
Her thighs were shaking, pussy clenching desperately for Leon's cock with every thrust.
Leon grunted. "F-Fuck... I'm gonna cum. Take every drop in your fucking womb, Mom."
With both hands, he grabbed her massive, heavy tits, squeezing them hard and pulling her nipples outward like handles.
"AHHH~!❤" Elaine's scream turned into a moan as her entire body spasmed, her back arching hard.
Leon's cock pulsed deep inside her as he exploded, ropes of hot cum shooting straight to her womb's gate, flooding her instantly.
Elaine's cunt squirted violently, gushing clear and creamy fluid down her thighs and over his balls. Her eyes turned white, her tongue out, her breath broken and she immediately went on her toes.
Her pussy squirted. Her womb swallowed. Her brain melted.
"We'll continue this after dinner... in bed. Okay, Mom?" Leon whispered darkly as he slapped Elaine's ass cheeks twice, the sound echoing off the kitchen walls.
*Slap! Slap!*
"Ahhn~❤ Y-Yes, Son..." Elaine moaned, her heavy tits squished against the edge of the kitchen counter, her thighs still twitching.
Leon glanced down at his cum-coated cock, still glistening with their mixed fluids.
"You know... I can't wear my pants while my dick is still drenched in sperm," he said with a smirk. "Don't you think, as a good mother, you should take care of your son's dick cleaning duty?"
Elaine's eyes fluttered with submission.
"Y-Yes... Mommy will clean your cock...❤" she breathed out, dropping to her knees without hesitation.
Sticky trails of cum were still leaking out of her wrecked pussy, dripping thick down her thighs.
Every slight twitch of her hips made her swollen slit part slightly more warm semen oozing out, dribbling onto the floor.
She leaned forward, her lips pressing a soft kiss to the tip of Leon's dick, her tongue gently scooping up a glob of cum clinging there.
But Leon frowned, unimpressed.
"Get your mouth to work," he growled, fisting her hair and shoving her face forward.
*Gwak! Gwak! Gwak! Gwak!*
His cock rammed deep into her throat, over and over, making her gag with each brutal thrust.
"Wrap your tongue around it," he snarled.
"Suck out the leftover straight from my urethra."
Elaine obeyed instantly, her tongue swirling, licking every vein as she slurped on his shaft like a starving slut, her throat stretched and drooling.
"Fuck yes..." Leon groaned, watching her MILF face choke and slobber on his cock like she was born for it.
Her pussy still leaking like a broken faucet on the floor.
After getting his dick cleaned, Leon exited the kitchen... Pulling his pants back up.
He made his way to the bedroom and pushed open the door.
*Click.*
The moment he stepped in, his eyes locked onto Selene-
She was sitting casually on her mattress, both of her massive, milky tits hanging freely out of her bodice.
One nipple was locked between her daughter's tiny lips, suckling greedily, while the other breast hung heavy, dripping faintly with milk.
"Here comes the village prodigy," Selene teased with a smile. "So? How was your big day?"
"Good," Leon replied, already stripping off his belt. "I signed up as a Non-Attending Student. Only have to show up twice a month."
"Smart decision," Selene nodded, adjusting the baby slightly. "We can't afford hostel fees or daily transport anyway."
Leon raised an eyebrow, "How do you even know about Non-Attending Students?"
Selene chuckled, brushing her hair back.
"Your brother-in-law, remember? He was in Velthorne too. He would've graduated if he hadn't knocked me up that night.
He left the academy, became an adventurer to take care of me... and her."
She glanced down at the baby, her voice softer.
"You better remember that, Leon. Always control yourself. Don't go knocking up girls left and right. They have anti-pregnancy spells now, use them."
Leon stared at her-his expression blank, voice bold. "Well... it's kinda hard not to cum inside a girl when I'm fucking her like a monkey."
Selene froze.
Her body tensed, eyes widened... and her nipples visibly twitched.
Heat rushed between her thighs before she could stop it.
"Y-You have such a dirty mouth... It drives away all the girls.' she muttered, her cheeks burning red..
Leon smirked, leaning back lazily on the mattress.
"Why?"
"W-Why would you... do that to her like that?" Selene asked, her voice uncertain, the image now playing in her head and refusing to leave.
Leon shrugged.
"Because I can. And let's be honest-she'd enjoy it too."
Then he whispered softly-
"Misk."
A screen popping in front of his eyes.
[Choose Target]
[Elaine]
[Selene]
Leon selected Selene immediately.
[Thoughts are being recorded...]
'Even you would enjoy it... wouldn't you?'
Leon thought.
[Thoughts Sent.]
Selene's eyes flickered, her legs subconsciously pressing together.
"I-I didn't mean that..." she muttered, blinking as if trying to clear her head.
"W-What if... what if she didn't like it?"
"Every girl likes being fucked faster and harder..." Leon replied in a bold tone as he looked at Selene's red burning face with a smile.
"Kids... Come on, The dinner is ready."
-x-X-x-