"Guess I don’t have any other choice," I sighed, gesturing for him to co forward.
"I don’t think you’ll leave peacefully, so co at . Might as well test so things."
The priest sneered in response, his eyes narrowing in contempt.
With a quick flick of his wrist, he threw the glowing golden chain towards .
’So he wants to capture , huh?’ I thought, a cold smirk forming on my face.
As the chain hurtled toward , a shimring barrier of mana instantly appeared, blocking it with a soft thud.
"Oh, it worked! Cool!" I exclaid in glee, genuinely excited by the flawless execution of my new spell.
The priest, on the other hand, did not look happy at all.
"So you are one of those traitors of humanity who delved into that cursed art," he spoke with venom in his voice.
It seed he didn’t like magic at all.
’What’s so bad about it, hmm? It’s cool, you know,’ I mused internally.
Seeing that his chains were useless against my barrier, the priest gave up on them.
He grabbed the rosary on his neck and began to pray, a look of holy zeal in his eyes. .
"Oh, dear Lord, that watches us all, please grant your blessings to purge the evil in front of !"
As he prayed, a radiant light wrapped around his body, and his previously scrawny fra turned into a buff, muscular one, like a certain old martial arts master I knew.
"Filth of humanity, let teach you the price of betraying humanity!" he scread, and with a powerful leap, he launched himself at , his fist aid right at my face.
But I kept my cool.
"Heh, so that was holy magic, huh? It works like a support skill," I mused, as his powerful blow couldn’t even dent my barrier.
"Huh? How could you withstand my Holy punch It’s Impossible Yes You must be a demon in disguise!"
He exclaid in shock and tried to make sense of the situation.
Well He is not Wrong Actually.
I smirked in response to his Denial.
’Heh, it’s not the makeshift shield I made before, but a proper use of mana.’
From the books in Alicia’s hideout, I managed to understand how magic is used.
There are two ways:
First, using words or a magic circle to use spells that have already been created
Second, using calculations to use mana as a thread to construct spells.
Basically cooking with your imagination and mana as your ingredients. And boy, could a young man imagine!
"Heh, you can’t even penetrate my barrier? You’re so weak," I said, a devilish smirk on my face as I watched his futile efforts to break the shield.
"Well, I’ve had enough of testing my defense. Next is offense. So prepare yourself, mongrel!"
I declared, and with a thought, countless blades of pure fire appeared in the air, all pointing toward the priest.
"Damn you Demon I will call my brethren to vanquish from the world!" the priest scread and tried to flee from the barrage, but I wasn’t kind enough to let him.
With a tap of my shoes, the ground froze over, trapping him before he could take a single step.
He made a growling face and warned with extre hatred, "I warn you, bastard! If you harm , the church won’t leave you alive!"
My smirk widened. "I didn’t know priests could curse. I guess you guys aren’t as good as you believe you are."
Then, I waved my hand, and the countless flaming swords crashed toward him.
"No! I can’t di—" Before he could finish his words, the swords burned the entirety of his surroundings, avoiding him completely.
"Just kidding! Hahahaha!" I laughed at his over-the-top drama.
"Huh?" He blinked in utter confusion.
"Well, I don’t want to deal with you regardless, so bye-bye. Let’s not et again, haha." With a snap of my fingers, the priest was teleported elsewhere.
’Well good exercise I guess’ then I looked at the ground and my smirk froze
’Fuck Do i need to fix this’
I sighed and dispelled the ice on the ground.
’Good thing I placed the ice first, or else I would have had to experience what my childhood hero had to experience.’
After cleaning up the aftermath, I turned towards a certain spot where a fluffy tail was suspiciously wagging from behind a large tree.
"Alright, you can co out already," I sighed, my voice weary but with a hint of amusent. "I’ve got a limited amount of ti. We can play hide-and-seek all we want later."
The tail shivered, and a voice of confusion, feminine and lodic, sounded out from behind the tree.
"Wha-what do you an? There’s no one here."
’Is she serious, or just plain dumb?’ I wondered, a deadpan expression on my face.
With a sigh, I snapped my finger, and the entire tree instantly burst into harmless flas.
"WaaaH!!!"
The woman jumped out with a yelp, barely saving her tail from being turned into Carbon.
"Hey! You were about to burn alive, you bastard!" she complained, blowing on the tip of her tail, where a few strands of fur had been singed black.
I deadpanned at her words.
"If you weren’t my wife, do you think I’d let a suspicious stalker follow with such murderous intent?"
She imdiately turned her face away and blushed in response to my words.
Yes, this woman, with her fluffy tail and silver hair and tan skin, was my fourth wife.
How did I know, you ask? Oh, co on, did you forget? We’re connected by that ritual.
I could literally feel her heart beating in sync with mine, the thrum of her vitality echoing my own.
"So, why were you stalking , honey? Want to find a chance to kidnap my poor self?" I asked her teasingly, a smirk on my face.
She stood up, her whole deanor shifting instantly from a nervous stalker to a calm, composed woman.
"Uhm, Husband, it’s not a good place to talk. Let’s go sowhere else," she said, her voice soft and even.
’Suspicious,’ I thought, my mind racing. Her change in attitude was too sudden.
But she was right.
That priest could co back at any mont with his comrades-in-arms.
He was clearly a mber of so sort of church-run organization, and they were not to be trifled with.
"If that’s the case, let’s go to my house. After all, I haven’t been back for more than ten Chapters,"
I suggested, the number just slipping out.
She nodded, a serious expression on her face, and began to follow .
But after a few minutes of quiet walking through the forest, a confused frown creased her brow.
"Wait, what do you an by Chapters?" she asked, her calm deanor cracking just a little.
I stopped and turned to face her, a small smirk playing on my lips.
"Oh, it’s just a way of counting how much ti has passed since I left ho," I said, a mischievous glint in my eyes.
"Don’t worry about it. It’s a long, boring story."
She tilted her head, her fluffy ears twitching in confusion.
"A long story? And what do you an by ’I’ve been gone for so long’? It’s only been a Day since the ritual was started."
I chuckled.
"To you, maybe.
But for , it felt like an eternity. I’ve been through a lot, you know.
Almost got locked in a basent, my soul almost sucked, I had to deal with an annoying crow, turned into a vampire-incubus-warlock, and had a very nice and educational ti with Alicia."
She looked at , completely bewildered.
"That sounds Rough," she said, her ears drooping.
"I know," I replied, shrugging.
"Just co on. The sooner we get to my place, the sooner we can deal with this ss. And maybe you can tell a bit about yourself too, since you’re so shy about it."
She blushed and looked away.
"I’m not shy!" she protested. "I just... I just don’t want to talk about it right now."
I just smiled and began walking again.
She followed , her footsteps light and silent almost like an assassin, as we continued our journey to my house.
And I felt her Heart beating crazy and her body releasing a certain pheromone that made aroused
Yep...
This Wolf is Hungry...
.....
After Valerian had left, a tense silence settled over Alicia’s secret hideout.
She stood in the center of the room, her face solemn as she faced a large magic circle on the floor.
With a deep breath, she began to chant.
The runes on the circle glowed to life, and soon, a shimring hologram of a woman with a familiar look appeared.
"Alicia," the woman’s voice was gentle, yet it carried the weight of ancient power.
"I heard you got involved in sothing troubleso."
Alicia imdiately stood straight and bowed respectfully, a formality that spoke of a deep-seated reverence.
"I, Alicia Walpurgis, greet the Witch Queen."
The woman’s holographic form smiled, and her gaze was tender.
"Alice, there is no need to be so rigid towards your mother."
"Understood, Mother," Alicia obliged, her rigid posture softening as she stood upright.
Alright let Introduce!
This woman was Alicia’s mother, the Queen of Witches herself, Anastasia Qlipha Walpurgis.
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