New Mage Empire

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Chapter 1 Returning Home
This is my home. Although I had seen through my family's nature long ago through the crystal ball, I didn't expect them to be worse than I imagined. I really wanted to turn around and run away, to catch up with my teacher and go back to that tower filled with the strange smells of paper, herbs, and metal.
I huddled in the chair. My family looked at me like I was a swindler, a rogue, a beggar. My years of dreams shattered in an instant.
When I was seven, my teacher took a liking to me and used magic to take me away to be his apprentice. Seven years had passed, and my parents had long thought I was dead. Now that I had suddenly returned home, my parents' mercenary nature would inevitably lead them to see me as a swindler.
Over the years, I had used magic in the crystal ball to see through their deceitful, profit-driven, and typical petty aristocratic mentality of doing anything for promotion and wealth. But I never expected that even I, their long-lost son, would be seen as having ulterior motives upon returning home. If I hadn't taken out the necklace I had worn since childhood and the family's unique birthmark hidden under my clothes, they would have kicked me out long ago.
Now, after checking again and again, they were only half-believing and half-doubting, completely believing me to be a swindler.
"Father, Mother, Sister!"
I hesitated for a moment, then decided to end the awkward situation. "I've missed you all so much all these years!"
My father frowned; his fat ruined his once handsome face, making him look even worse now. "I'll arrange a room for you first, we'll talk about it later!"
he said coldly.
I lowered my head upon hearing this, and it took me a while to suppress the urge to cry. I slowly raised my head, my eyes red, and said, "Okay, Father, I'll do whatever you say, but I'll only stay for two months. Just give me any room you like!"
My mother was the most soft-hearted; after all, I was her own flesh and blood. She beckoned to me, "Come here, let Mom see how you've been all these years!"
I walked over slowly with my head down. My mother hugged me, and her full, soft breasts made my heart race and my breath catch in my throat.
"...Is this really my mother? Is that fat man really her husband?"
I had this question in my mind. My mother, who was thirty-six years old, was beautiful and charming. Years of plenty and proper care had made her skin smooth and fair. Her figure had not changed after giving birth to a son and a daughter. In fact, she had gained a charm that young girls did not have. My father, on the other hand, had become fat due to years of overeating and lack of exercise. Years of hard work had made him prematurely gray at the age of forty (our family all had black hair and black eyes. Although most people on the continent of Castor were blond and blue-eyed, there were quite a few like us. This feature made my father's dream of nobility full of twists and turns, and he had to put in several times more effort than others). No matter how you looked at it, he looked like a beautiful flower stuck in "that".
From the age of ten, I've used my own blood as a guide, examining my family's situation with a crystal ball. I've witnessed my father repeatedly sending the woman holding me to serve his superiors and friends who could bring him benefits, all for the sake of greater personal gain. Now, he's risen from a small-time landlord to a viscount, and then to a minor director in the Imperial Tax Bureau; my mother deserves at least half the credit.
Now, although he rarely asks my mother to pave the way for his future, it's because his "brothers" can no longer help him climb higher. So, he's set his sights on my sister, who is under sixteen, hoping she'll inherit my mother's beauty and marry into a wealthy family, allowing him to rise to the top in one fell swoop. My
sister coldly observes everything, her lips pursed. Although I'm buried in my mother's arms, my well-honed mental fortitude allows me to perceive everything within a three-zhang radius.
The servants around us, because of my family's unwelcoming attitude, despise me, their young master, from the bottom of their hearts.
Lying on the hard wooden bed, I was filled with mixed emotions. My own family couldn't compare to the warmth of my teacher. Was fame and fortune really so alluring? If they had just treated me a little better, I could have easily achieved their goals without violating the rules of the Mage Association.
Now, I could only hope that my teacher would finish the Mage Association's meeting quickly and come to pick me up. If I hadn't gone too far while he was away last time, razing our tower to the ground, he wouldn't have sent me back to suffer like this… In a hazy dream, I drifted off to sleep. The oppressive feeling of my mother's deep cleavage reappeared in my dream, causing me to have my first wet dream. I was only fourteen! When I woke up in the morning, I hurriedly cleaned up the traces I had left last night, afraid the servants would find them. Luckily, I'd always cleaned my own room for years, and I quickly finished.
Having a wet dream about my mother filled me with a sense of guilt, yet it also felt incredibly exciting.
Having witnessed my mother having sex with other men many times, I wasn't entirely ignorant about matters between men and women, and I even harbored special feelings for her. However, the pressure of daily homework left me breathless, and I would collapse into bed and sleep, until last night when that deepest, hidden impulse finally surfaced.
"Young Master, Master wants you to have breakfast!"
a servant's voice called in.
This was a luxuriously decorated dining room, over a hundred square meters, furnished with a rectangular nanmu wood table seating twenty people. The dozen or so expensive crystal chandeliers on the walls, though their brilliance couldn't be fully appreciated during the day, were enough to suggest their owner's wealth. The murals on the walls, though not by famous artists, perfectly suited the room's atmosphere. Several exquisitely carved silver candlesticks adorned the huge table, ensuring everyone dining there could clearly see their food. I knew this was all arranged by my mother; my father didn't have the time or inclination to dedicate to such things.
Sitting at the table, I felt as if I were invisible. My parents kept serving food to my sister, and I felt completely unrecognizable.
To them, my sister was a stepping stone for my father to climb higher, even several steps; to my mother, she was the guarantee that she would rise from viscount to earl, or even duchess; and I, the son who had been away for so many years, was nothing more than an outsider who came back to freeload, or even to swindle money.
I just kept my head down, shoveling rice into my mouth, hoping to finish this tasteless, thorny breakfast as soon as possible. The clinking of chopsticks against the bowl startled my mother, who then remembered me and put some food in my bowl: "Eat slowly, don't choke!"
"Thank you, Mom!"
Tears almost welled up in my eyes; my mother was still the most humane.
My sister would occasionally glance at me coldly, as if I were her mortal enemy. I knew she hated that I had come back and taken away a part of her love, but I was her brother… "What have you been doing with that man who took you away all this time?"
My father, his mouth stuffed with food, coldly uttered words that chilled me to the bone.
"I'm sorry, Father, my teacher instructed me not to tell you or anyone else what I've done over the years, because that would violate our agreement. But I assure you, everything I've done has been noble!"
I replied. This was a strict rule of the Mage's Association; we were not allowed to reveal our existence to unrelated people, and violators would be severely punished.
"Father!"
my sister exclaimed loudly, "Don't be so affectionate! We haven't even verified your identity yet. Who knows if you're impersonating my long-lost brother, or if you found that necklace somewhere to scam people out of food and drink? You say everything you've done is noble, but as far as I know, thieves also say everything they do is noble. That old man might be a thief, Father! We need to be careful with the family's valuables!"
My sister sneered.
I took a deep breath, suppressing my anger, and was about to reply when my father waved his hand, interrupting me.
"Claire!"
my father ordered a servant standing nearby. "You should go to the back garden and water the flowers,"
Claire agreed, glancing at me with disdain before leaving.
When I came out, someone was clearly watering the flowers. Now, it's obvious they suspected me because of my sister's words and ordered someone to search my room. My anger surged, and my hands clenched tightly under the table… “Darling, he really is our son, there’s no mistake. Would I mistake the one I gave birth to? Even though seven years have passed, it’s definitely him!”
My mother couldn’t stand it anymore.
I looked at my mother gratefully. She smiled at me. Although I knew she would sell her personality and body for wealth and status, she was still my mother, and a beautiful woman at that. Now, she felt more like a goddess to me.
“Thank you, Mom!”
I said gratefully. “Hehe, I think so too!”
My father smiled hypocritically, wondering how my beautiful mother could have fallen for him.
“But I’m also afraid he’s been led astray all these years. It’s better to be safe than sorry!”
“That’s right. He should tell us clearly what he’s done and where he’s been in the past seven years, so we can have someone investigate thoroughly!”
My sister added fuel to the fire.
My father's round face drew closer to me. "What do you think? I'm really worried about what you've been through all these years. Tell me everything!"
I lowered my head to consider. Although the two-foot-thick rules issued by the Mage Association to every mage clearly stipulated that they were not allowed to reveal their identities to unrelated people, these were my parents and sister! Besides, they figured it out themselves; I had only used a little magic.
I immediately came up with a good way to let my parents know what I did without violating the rules.
"Alright!"
I said, feeling wronged, "But I only want to tell you. Could you ask the servants to leave first?"
My father waved his hand impatiently, and the servants bowed and left.
"You can tell me now!"
my father said impatiently.
I muttered something under my breath (this wasn't a spell, I was cursing!), and fire elements gathered in my hand. With a "boom," a three-foot-tall flame appeared in my hand, leaping merrily.
The bright firelight illuminated my family's faces, each of them displaying their healthy, white teeth. My father's eyes burned with a intensity even greater than the flame in my hand. A bad feeling crept into my heart; a spell flowed through my mind, and the flame vanished instantly.
"Hehe!"
My father wiped the drool from his mouth. "I never expected, never expected, that a mage would appear in our family! Gods help us!"
He looked as if he were about to pounce. My
mother wasn't much better off; her eyes also shone with a frightening light.
"What's your teacher's name? We'll definitely treat him well when he returns, to thank him for taking care of you all these years!" my
mother said excitedly. My sister's face was flushed with excitement. "Wayne, tomorrow I'll take you out to play and introduce you to some beautiful noble ladies, oh hehe..." A terrifying laugh escaped her small, O-shaped mouth. If we were outside, I... I wouldn't know her! According to the Empire's laws, any mage, even an apprentice who only knows one spell, can become a noble, regardless of their previous status, even as a slave. Their rank is determined by their contribution to the Empire, with the minimum being a marquis.
This is because magic is extremely difficult to learn; only a handful out of ten thousand people have the physique suitable for it. Of course, this refers to elven magic, as elves' physiques differ somewhat from humans. While mage magic is not easy to learn, it's still much easier. However, mages are primarily interested in magical research, and when they are interested, they typically only take on one apprentice, rarely more than two. Otherwise, the mages wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat when gods and demons joined forces to attack.
Uh, I don't know if I should correct their views. I'm a mage, not a sorcerer, but never mind. As long as I don't think of anything negative, it's fine; we're all just playing with magic anyway.
Mages, beings on par with gods and demons, wielding the highest power achievable by humankind, were unwilling to participate in the world's pointless conflicts. They instead secluded themselves in remote, uninhabited places, setting up protective barriers to focus on the mysteries of magic. However, their power aroused the envy of gods and demons, who united to attack them.
Caught off guard, the mages suffered a series of defeats, falling to the gods and demons and their instigated multi-race alliance.
Even so, the number of gods and demons sent to the endless hell by the mages rendered both races unable to fully rule the continent after the war, forcing them to rely on proxies for control.
When the number of mages dwindled from 40,000 to 2,000, a spell powerful enough to annihilate all living beings involved in the war was developed. Hesitating, the exhausted mages, under the relentless attacks of the alliance, were reduced to less than a hundred. When they realized that the sparsely remaining mages had chanted the incredibly powerful incantation, the gods and demons, sensing the gathering of boundless magic, were terrified and hastily led their alliance to halt their attack and withdraw from the battlefield.
Fearing mutual destruction, the gods and demons were forced to sign a binding treaty with the mages. One of the stipulations was that mages could not recruit apprentices indiscriminately, unless a formal mage sensed their impending death and could take on an apprentice only once every ten years before their passing.
(Mages have much longer lifespans than ordinary people, almost equivalent to the lifespan of a tortoise or turtle.) Now, including myself and my teacher who only has one year left to live, there are only about one hundred mages in the world. The youngest is me, fourteen years old; the next youngest is five hundred years old; the third youngest is six hundred and fifty-three years old. There is no oldest, because no one remembers their own age.
This is the situation of mages as far as I know.
Since I explained things to my parents, they have practically spoiled me rotten. Even though I repeatedly stated that I only know one very simple fireball spell, my parents still treat me like a future great mage. If I weren't only fourteen, they would definitely have taken me to the palace to receive the emperor's reward. Helpless, I can only wander the streets all day long to avoid my family's excessive enthusiasm.
Having not experienced the hustle and bustle of the world for seven years, the child was naturally curious about everything. So, the streets of Rirena, the capital of the Kaiya Empire, were filled with a child who spent his days wandering aimlessly, heading straight for crowds and lively places. After wandering the streets for a while, I discovered something very bad: years of neglecting my nutrition had made me much shorter than my peers. My master, engrossed in the world of magic, always prioritized filling his stomach, completely disregarding the needs of my growing body (another debt I need to settle with my teacher). I, on the other hand, was constantly absorbed in magical theories (due to the recent shortage of medicinal materials needed for magical experiments, conducting experiments was extremely difficult, so I could only study the theories of predecessors, and experiments were only conducted at appropriate times), and I hadn't made any requests regarding food to my teacher. It seems I need to be more careful in the future.
Finally, after two agonizing months (the excessive enthusiasm at home could have drowned me a hundred times over), my teacher came to pick me up after a meeting. The grand welcome my parents had prepared was comparable to welcoming an emperor.
Serves him right; why didn't he pretend to be an ordinary person and sneak in through the back door, instead of coming in through the front?
A large red carpet stretched all the way to the door. The servants, dressed in neat new clothes, stood in orderly rows on either side. My sister held a large bouquet of flowers. My parents' enthusiastic words of thanks and overly respectful expressions made him feel uneasy. However, befitting an immortal who had lived for two thousand years, he pointed, and a deep blue portal appeared out of thin air. He said, "Wayne still needs to come back with me to learn magic. I'll send him back after he graduates,"
and pulled me inside, leaving my parents staring at each other in astonishment.
Chapter Two: The Magic Doll
A seven-story spire, seemingly weathered yet newly built (it was my masterpiece! Ancient towers thousands of years old are too fragile; it collapsed with a bang after just one small experiment. My teacher returned and spent a great deal of effort rebuilding it from scratch using raw materials. From then on, he never dared leave me home alone or conduct experiments by myself again). An old man with a waist-length white beard appeared at our doorstep in a flash of white light.
His many experiences of barging in without knocking told him it was impolite and dangerous. Just as he was about to knock with his staff, a deafening explosion erupted. My teacher, with a graceful, sweeping gesture, prepared for a passionate embrace, but only through the wooden door… “You brat, you bastard, you'll remember this!”
My teacher was disheveled; his mage hat was nowhere to be seen, and his white robes had turned black—though not voluntarily.
"Hehe, Dax, I didn't expect you to give me such a passionate hug as soon as you walk in after so long. But could you perhaps consider losing some weight?"
A voice, not quite the joyful reunion of old friends, came from under the door.
"Ah, it's you, Mage Wright!"
The teacher awkwardly stood up, moving the door aside. "That brat, to get revenge for me throwing him back to his parents for two months, gave me a good beating just a few days after he got back.
I'm sorry you had to see that." Wright chuckled a few times. Only then did I emerge from the tower: "How about it? My fireball spell has improved considerably!"
I proudly tossed the highly compressed fireball in my hand, letting it bounce like a toy.
Daring to stand me up, I wouldn't be
Wayne Chris if I didn't get revenge.
After returning home, I vented all my frustration on the teacher. If it weren't for the fact that his time was almost up, I would have tormented him to death.
"Wayne, your teacher is leaving soon, so please let him go! Look, I brought you so many gifts from various people this time!"
Seeing me come out, ready to continue his extravagant display, Wright quickly took out his dimensional bag and shook it a few times.
"Wow! What's all this stuff?"
I snatched the bag. "Thanks, Grandpa Wright!"
"If there's something good, it's Grandpa Wright; if there's nothing good, it's old man Wright!"
Wright shook his head helplessly. "Youth is wonderful!"
He looked at my skipping figure with envy.
"Yes, but I'm dying next year. This child is only fifteen. I'm really worried about him. I hope you'll take good care of him in the future. I'm entrusting everything to you, my old friend!"
Wright nodded gently. It was sad to part with an old friend of many years.
As the saying goes, youth knows no sorrow. Right now, I was excitedly rummaging through my dimensional bag, taking out the gifts the other mages had given me.
"The magic wand made of celestial iron is nice, perfect for me!"
I've always found those wooden wands awkward to handle, so light and flimsy, with various magical combat systems woven inside. They break with a single tap, and I've ruined at least seven or eight of them over the years.
"Mage robes, mage hats, good heavens, don't they have any sense of style? Thousands of years ago, and it's still the same old style, so out of fashion. They'd be better suited for me!"
I tossed it aside.
"I'm still too young to wear the platinum and magic crystal ring; it's more like it'll fit on my thumb!"
"The magic doll is such a pretty lady, I wonder if she can talk."
Looking at the blonde, blue-eyed, maid-like doll in front of me, I became curious. Her smooth blonde hair was as bright as the sun, and her emerald eyes were as deep as the ocean, refreshing and delightful. Her tall figure was perfectly proportioned, and the low-cut white maid outfit made her ample breasts stand out prominently.
"Hello, Master Wayne, I am Delis. From today onwards, I will take care of all your daily needs!"
Delis said with a bow as soon as she emerged from the dimensional bag.
She... wasn't wearing a bra! When Delis bowed, I saw that she was completely naked underneath. My nose felt hot, my vision went black, and I almost fainted. It took me a long time to come to my senses.
"Ah, great! Who made you?"
I've wanted a magic doll for a long time, but my teacher didn't know how, so I spent a lot of time learning alchemy. I wanted to make one myself, but after eight explosions in the lab, my teacher forcibly stopped me from exploring the mysteries of alchemy... "It was the mage Lilia from the Mage's Guild. She created me based on human anatomy. My energy core is a magic crystal, and my driving magic is light-attribute. I can use it for a day by replenishing my energy for one hour under the sun. The magic crystal needs to be replaced every fifty years. I will obey your every command!"
I'd heard my teacher mention Lilia. She's one of the few female mages and one of the seven executive directors of the Mage's Guild. No wonder she made a female doll for me.
Magic doll creation belongs to a branch of magic—alchemy. There are a few people in the world besides mages who know it, but those who aren't proficient in magic can only make small gadgets.
The first command given to a magic doll after it's made is its lifelong command, which must not be disobeyed.
Magic crystals are formed when mages store their magical power by infusing it into specific ores, or when the ores themselves absorb external energy to a certain degree. Depending on the type of ore, they can be categorized from low to high quality as magic crystals, magic gems, magic crystals, and magic source stones composed of pure energy.
Mages master elemental magic: wind, fire, earth, and water.
Light and darkness are only usable by gods, demons, and those they acknowledge. Mages understand the principles, but can only apply them to external objects and cannot use them directly on themselves.
"Delis, get me a glass of water!"
I ordered Delis, lying on my messy bed, wanting to test if she would really listen to me.
Delis poured me a glass of water, sat down beside my bed, lifted my head, and fed me water while I nestled in her lap.
Resting my head on her soft bosom, gazing at Delis's beautiful face, I became momentarily dazed. Before I knew it, I'd finished a glass of water. I wondered what it was made of; it was soft and bouncy, exactly like the feeling of being held by my mother… My curiosity was piqued, and I began to touch Delis all over her body, wanting to see if she was truly 100% human. The answer was yes; Delis remained motionless, letting me touch and poke her as I pleased—her face, neck, chest, arms, back, buttocks, then her thighs, and then… "The Mage Lilia said that before the young master turns sixteen, his physical desires cannot be granted,"
Delis said, grabbing my finger that was poking between her thighs.
"What are physical desires?"
I asked, not understanding.
"That is, sexual intercourse. In order to completely imitate a real person, my command center has been inputted with various knowledge of male-female intercourse, knowing how to satisfy a man's needs in various ways. But the mage Lilia ordered that I must wait until the young master is sixteen years old and an adult before I can serve the young master in this regard!"
My blood rushed to my head, and my nose gushed blood. For a fourteen-year-old who only half understood, these words were too stimulating! "Ah, young master, you have a nosebleed. Are you alright? Let me stop the bleeding!" Delis gently placed me, who had not yet recovered from the shock, on the pillow and ran out to get a towel.
"Various positions and aspects of sexuality"
The first erotic dream of that night floated into my mind again.
My penis got erect for the first time because of thinking about a woman. I didn't even know when Delis stopped my nosebleed. After I came to my senses, I just hugged her and touched her all over. Last time it was to see if she was like a real person, but now it was to explore the mysteries of the female body.
In my excitement, I forgot something very important... "Ouch! My stomach suddenly hurts.
" "Me too!"
Two voices came from downstairs.
"Get out of the way, I need to go to the toilet!"
"Instant teleportation, target location, toilet!"
A sharp pain in my stomach made me jump off Delis's alluring body.
"Oh no!"
I exclaimed in alarm. Just now, in revenge, I had put a strong laxative in all the water in the tower. The glass of water that Delis brought was... A fierce battle for the toilet had begun. Two old mages and a future mage fought fiercely for survival, each displaying their unique abilities, and ended their happy and fulfilling day near the toilet... Since Delis came into my life, I have been both happy and miserable. She does all the housework. I only need to throw away my clothes, and she will take them to wash them for me in a few moments. The room is always tidy and organized. Even when I am doing magic experiments, she will organize all the materials for me beforehand and clean up afterwards, saving me a lot of trouble.
But her unwavering adherence to orders to the letter caused me immense suffering. Now, I could only use the excuse of checking to touch her. She was the culprit who kept my little brother from resting, the demon who tested the endurance of a young man. I really hoped my sixteenth birthday would come quickly, ending my days of fighting ten against one… My teacher has been gone for almost four months. Life and death, separation and reunion, that's just how it is. Although I say this, I'm still heartbroken. Fortunately, I have Delis with me. After midnight tonight, I'll be an adult, and Delis can satisfy my physical needs. Hehe… Lust has somewhat lessened my sadness. Since I sent my teacher's body to the Mage Alliance, I've had little time to properly appreciate Delis.
Lying on the lounge chair in the sunlight, her golden hair shone as brightly as the sun in the sky. Her face, sculpted like marble, was filled with classical beauty and tranquility. Beneath her long eyelashes, the deep blue of the sea was pure and clear.
The low-cut dress only covered two-thirds of her towering breasts, and the breathtakingly deep cleavage almost took my breath away. Her slender, jade-like hands were clasped together naturally on her lower abdomen. The knee-length skirt couldn't hide her round, white calves, and above them, the full curves were clearly visible. In the middle was the indentation that had made me bleed from my nose at least twenty times. Tonight I could… Thinking of this, my nostrils tingled. Oh no, it's happening again. I quickly tilted my head back and took a deep breath… "Delis, I don't know much about this. You have to teach me!"
My face flushed. Even though she was a magical doll, I was still embarrassed to admit that I didn't know anything! "Young master, Delis will tell you what she knows!"
Delis gently helped me take off my clothes while comforting me. I eagerly touched and pinched her body. The 100% human simulation made her expressions rich and varied. Now, with her face flushed, she had the same expression as a virgin on her first time.
Several attempts failed, and I, inexperienced as I was, was sweating profusely with anxiety. Finally, Delis guided my penis into her body, and I finally felt like a man… “Delis, was I too fast?”
I asked her breathlessly, lying on Delis’s voluptuous body. I had only thrust a dozen times, and I hadn’t even had my fill before I ejaculated. I felt so useless.
“Young Master, it’s common the first time. It’s mainly because you’re too nervous. You’ll be better next time!”
The knowledgeable Delis comforted me, her delicate hands gently massaging my back.
“Oh, by the way, Delis, you said you know all sorts of positions. Could you tell me about them?”
Taking advantage of the break, I asked Delis to explain these positions to me, to brush up on my knowledge and practice a bit.
“Yes, Young Master!”
So, Delis spent an hour and a half explaining everything she knew, leaving me speechless. I simply listened while my penis was still inside her.
Oral sex, anal sex, breast sex, masturbation—Dalice knows a lot about using every part of her body to make a man feel good. I really want to try it right away, but I'm still reluctant to leave Dalice's warm, tight honey pot.
"Dalice, is it alright if I ejaculate inside you?"
I suddenly remembered this question.
"Young master, Dalice's honey pot can regulate its temperature. When you're satisfied, Dalice can raise the temperature inside to the highest level to evaporate the semen you left behind.
Would you like to try Dalice adjusting it to a temperature suitable for you, making you even happier!"
Dalice hugged me, the constant writhing inside her honey pot like a small mouth, continuously massaging my penis as I thrust in and out.
"I want to try!"
The temperature inside Delis's honeypot immediately rose, her little cunt writhing incessantly. It felt as if countless hands had sprouted from the walls of her vagina, massaging my penis from all sides. Combined with small vibrations, I was instantly overwhelmed, collapsing onto her, panting. Delis's honeypot continued to massage my still-erect penis, maintaining its previous temperature.
"You're amazing, Delis!"
I praised this beautiful doll who had taught me about male pleasure. Now I truly didn't want to leave her for a moment.
My hands kneaded her high, firm breasts, which were barely covered by both hands. Delis responded passionately to my kisses, our tongues moving in and out of each other's mouths.
Her burning honeypot continued to writhe and massage, and soon my penis was hard again. I pressed against Delis once more, beginning to enjoy the pleasure she brought me. Delis instructed me on my movements, telling me the secrets to lasting longer.
Delis, you are truly my darling.
The blinding sunlight streamed in through the wide-open window. I opened my sleepy eyes, stretched, and felt hungry. Time to eat.
I'd ejaculated four times in a row last night, and my back was still aching. If I weren't hungry, I'd want to keep sleeping! But the pleasure made it all worthwhile, even if it was tiring.
I went downstairs naked to ask Delis for food. When I reached the top of the stairs, I saw Delis bending over, broom in hand. Her round buttocks, the curves of which even her skirt couldn't hide, her long, straight, pink legs, and the hem of her white maid's uniform swaying slightly with her movements—all exuded an irresistible allure. My already satisfied and limp penis immediately perked up again, paying homage to this beautiful scene.
Hearing my footsteps, Delis stopped what she was doing, turned around, and smiled sweetly at me. "Young Master, you're awake. Would you like to eat now?"
"No, I'll eat slowly!"
Hunger had vanished from my mind.
Seeing my erect and unsightly member, Delis smiled and said, "Young Master, would you like Delis to serve you?"
I grabbed Delis's shoulders and turned her around. "Delis, could you try bending over like you did just now?"
Delis obediently bent over, her high, round buttocks swaying a couple of times, and turned back to me with a seductive smile. "Young Master, is this what you want?" That seductive manner almost made me lose control, and I almost immediately wanted to have sex with her through her clothes.
"Delis, you seem different from last night!"
I felt a little strange, my penis pressed tightly against her tender, smooth, round buttocks, rubbing as I asked her.
"Yes, Young Master, last night the personality analogy's erotic area had just been activated, and many programs hadn't started yet, so it could only simulate a single girlish personality. Today it's fully activated, and Young Master can choose female personalities of various ages and states. If Young Master isn't satisfied with this personality, I can change it!"
"No, you did a great job just now. You need to keep that expression from now on. I'll talk to you again if you want it to be different!"
I liked her expression just now; it was even more charming than her girlish look last night.
"Okay, young master, what kind of insertion method do you want now?"
"Can I really play with the 'back garden' you mentioned last night? I want to use your ass now!"
I was attracted by Delis's soft buttocks and had already lifted her skirt up to her waist, repeatedly pounding against her little anus through her lace panties.
Delis used her hands to pull her panties down to her knees, then spread her buttocks apart, revealing her pink anus. She turned her head and smiled seductively, "Young master, you can enjoy yourself now!"
I grabbed her small waist and thrust my throbbing, hard penis into her narrow anus. After my glans entered, Delis released her hands from her buttocks, crossed them on her knees, and bent her body at a ninety-degree angle.
I grabbed Delis's buttocks with my hand and continued to thrust my penis in forcefully. I wasn't worried about hurting her; she wouldn't bleed.
Delis's rectum pulsated, automatically releasing its grip where my glans touched, while her anus tightly gripped my penis, wriggling inwards and pulling it deeper into her body. With each inch of penetration, waves of pleasure surged to my head. If Delis hadn't taught me the method for controlling ejaculation last night, I would have ejaculated before even reaching halfway in.
With Delis's perfect cooperation, I easily and completely entered her anus.
Every inch of Delis's rectum that touched my penis trembled, and the temperature inside automatically adjusted to maximize my pleasure without causing premature ejaculation. The tip of my glans would contract, ensuring that each time I thrust in, it hit the uterine wall perfectly—the same comfortable sensation as hitting her vaginal wall.
As I stroked Delis's round, soft buttocks, I thrust my hips, relentlessly penetrating her. "Delis, you are truly a man's blessing. Will you stay with me forever?"
I asked her, panting heavily.
"Young master, as long as you like, Delis will serve you forever, unless you no longer wish to have Delis, in which case Delis will automatically destroy herself!"
Delis's head was held high, her golden hair, brighter than the sunlight, cascading over her snow-white shoulders and neck, her voluptuous body swaying back and forth at a ninety-degree angle with my thrusts.
"Fool, how could I not want you? I want you to stay with me for a lifetime, forever and ever!"
"Yes, young master, then Delis will serve you forever!"
Delis turned back and smiled at me. Instantly, all my efforts to control my semen and all my bedroom arts were no match for Delis's smile. She was indescribably beautiful, and her alluring charm caused me to lose control. My long-held semen gushed out, rushing straight into the deepest part of the woman's anus. To make matters worse, Delis's rectum writhed even more violently than before, taking me one step closer to the peak of orgasm, sending me soaring to the heavens that I felt dizzy and disoriented. I collapsed onto Delis.
Luckily, Delis was a magic doll. If it were an ordinary woman, we would have both fallen to the ground long ago. But she remained at a ninety-degree angle, completely still.
I let my upper body lie on her back, my hands squeezing her breasts tightly, my penis shooting semen wildly into the deepest part of her rectum.
For now, I was satisfied, so I stripped all of Delis's clothes off and sat naked in her lap, letting her feed me breakfast as I succumbed to my soreness. I was truly grateful to the mage Lilia; she had given me the best gift in the world.
But how could such a huge windfall fall from the sky for no reason? You can't catch fish without bait. Those ancient fishermen who had lived for thousands of years were just about to reel in Wayne, this greedy, dim-witted fish…
Chapter Three: Trial!
A magical fluctuation came from the communication crystal ball used by mages to communicate during the glorious mission of the Mage Guild, shaking me awake from Delis's gentle embrace.
That perverted teacher connected the crystal ball's notification system to the tower's earthquake-resistant system (a magic circle to prevent earthquakes). Every time someone communicated, the entire tower swayed at a 25-degree angle. If it weren't built with magic, it would have collapsed countless times already. Luckily, Delis was holding me this time, saving me from rolling on the ground.
Cursing the old bastard who dared to disturb my sweet dreams, I dressed and headed for the communications room. Delis followed behind, putting on her perpetually unwashed low-cut dress.
"Who is it that old geezer disturbing my good dreams!"
I cursed, channeling magic into the crystal ball. A flash of white light, and the crystal ball went from transparent to blurry, then clear again. Wright's dried-up, orange-peel-like face appeared before me, but his usual carefree, playful expression was gone, replaced by a serious and solemn look, almost making me think I'd mistaken him for someone else.
"Apprentice Wayne
Chris, listen up!"
Seeing the old man's serious expression, I also abandoned my usual playful attitude.
"The Mage Association will be holding a meeting next Sunday to review your qualifications as a mage. We hope you can arrive at Archmage Lilia's residence on Sunday to undergo the assessment!"
"Yes, apprentice Wayne.
Chris understands!"
After answering solemnly,
I asked with a grin , "Grandpa Wright, could you give me a sneak peek at what the exam will be about?"
"Of course not, but the exam content is rather special and will be very beneficial to you. You'll find out when the time comes!"
Old Wright flatly refused.
Having known him for seven or eight years, I knew that the "benefit" he mentioned was completely different from what I understood. "You old geezer, the ceiling of my research lab is leaking lately (most research labs are located at the top of the tower for safety, so a failed experiment won't affect the floors below, but mine is an exception). I was thinking of borrowing it from you for a while, what do you say?"
I grinned maliciously, tossing my unique high-compression fireball in my hand.
If he kept quiet any longer, I'd raze his mage tower to the ground or I'd become his apprentice.
The crimson firelight illuminated my grinning face, sending a chill down Old Wright's spine. He was about to speak when Delis interrupted him.
"Young Master, I checked the seventh floor yesterday, no problem, no leaks at all!"
the clueless Delis chimed in.
Sigh, she had no idea I was just making an excuse. Looks like I'll have to give her a good "lesson" later.
"Good girl!"
I dispelled the magic, put my arm around her slender waist, and tiptoed to kiss her cheek (I'm only sixteen, while Delis is built to the standards of a twenty-year-old Western woman, so her height is understandable). "This is between men, you stand quietly to the side and don't say a word!"
Delis nodded obediently, took two steps back, crossed her arms in front of her lower abdomen, and stood still.
Her obedient appearance made me want to take her back to my room immediately for a good "training."
Seeing all this, the shrewd Wright chuckled, "How about it? Pretty good, right? Lilia's magic doll, isn't it?"
"None of your business! If you don't talk about the exam, I'll be in your tower doing experiments tomorrow!"
I snapped, embarrassed and angry.
"Hehe, don't be like that. Youth is fiery. I can't reveal the exam details, but I have something else good for you.
Want it?"
"What is it? Tell me so I can think about it!"
I wasn't falling for it. What was more important than the exam? "Hehe, it's some good for boosting your virility and kidneys! It'll make you as virile as a tiger when you're with Delis!"
Old Wright let out that peculiar, manly laugh.
"Really that good?"
My heart skipped a beat. Being with Delis, I always felt my stamina was waning; maybe Old Wright really did have that kind of drug.
"How did you get this kind of drug? You don't want to find a woman but can't have the ability, so…" I drawled out the "so," grinning wickedly.
"Go away! This is a byproduct of Lilia's alchemy. I thought it was fun, so I took some back for my animals!"
"No way!"
I exclaimed in shock! "You have a voyeuristic streak, even watching animals mate! Confess, did you peep on me?!"
I got goosebumps all over. I was going to check the dimensional bag Old Wright had given me later to see if he'd cast any secret magic on it. I'd thoroughly inspect the inside and outside of the tower, destroying any suspicious items he might have used as a medium.
Old Wright, losing face, said, "Stop talking nonsense! I just used those drugs to increase the fertility of my animals!"
"Really?"
I still didn't quite believe him.
"That's it. Do you still want those drugs?"
Old Wright didn't want to argue with me anymore, lest he make things worse.
"Fine, if you don't get the drugs to me within half an hour, prepare to build a new tower tomorrow!"
I couldn't wait to try the drugs.
Taking advantage of the half hour without anything else to do, Delis and I thoroughly checked the tower, confirming there were no suspicious items.
Although that old guy said that, I was still a little uneasy; safety first! Old Wright didn't want to be a construction worker, and sure enough, he delivered the drugs to me within half an hour.
Hehe! I leered at Delis, my gaze lingering on her ample breasts and shapely buttocks. Tonight was going to be fun.
As expected of the top alchemist in the mage world, the potion personally concocted by the mage Lilia was indeed very effective. For nearly two hours, I didn't feel any urge to ejaculate at all, and my stamina was significantly improved. During those two hours, Delia and I changed positions four times, from standing on the floor to finally engaging in anal sex on the bed. Delia turned her power up to the maximum, passionately responding to me. The whole bed creaked and shook like a magnitude 7 earthquake, but I wasn't worried at all; I could always get a new bed tomorrow.
Lying on Delia's soft, smooth back, I continued to enjoy the massage her anus gave my penis. It took a full three hours before I ejaculated. This potion was incredibly potent! But how could Lilia, an old mage whose bones could probably bang a drum, possibly concoct something like this? Could she be getting more horny with age? This thought suddenly crossed my mind.
Under Delis's exquisite skill in anal penetration, my penis hardened again. Without needing to change positions, I lay on Delis's back, thrusting like a piston. I felt the effects of the drug hadn't worn off yet; my penis was rock hard, confident I could go on for another three hours.
In a deep mountain somewhere in the Western continent, atop a dark tower, several strange figures clapped and congratulated each other, raising their cups in toasts, their eerie laughter like that of an evil witch or wizard from a fairy tale, sending chills down my spine. "Let's see if that kid can escape this time. He'd better obediently accept our test, hehehehe..." Even though the tower itself had a protective barrier, making it spring-like year-round, and Delis's body possessed a thermoregulation system, I still shivered in the chilling wind as I held her, exhausted from sleep. I had no choice but to hold Delis's beautiful... My body tightened, and Delis, who didn't need to sleep, looked at me gently, her slender hands lightly massaging my back to make me sleep more comfortably... Three days had passed since I took Wright's medicine, and I knew I'd been tricked. I went to confront Wright several times, but even though I knew Wright's mage tower was there, I couldn't get in. It was all foggy, and after wandering around for a bit, I'd inexplicably come back out. I couldn't even use teleportation to get in; I didn't know what kind of barrier it was. Damn it, just you wait! Poor me, I had to spend seventeen hours a day in bed with Delis, not including sleep. Now the bed had been replaced with a magically reinforced iron bed, and Delis had to be at full power to satisfy me.
The day of the Mage Alliance's assessment of me finally arrived. To avoid embarrassing myself during the exam, I had to make Delis work overtime, completely releasing all my desires for the day. The price was that Delis's energy consumption was 300% of normal, so I had to let her replenish her energy at home while I went to Mage Lilia's house alone.
Seeing old Wright's exaggerated, disgusting grin, I was instantly enraged: "You old bastard, I'll never forgive you!"
In my fury, my magic unleashed its full potential, unleashing seven massive fireballs in a tandem, seven stars aligning. Old Wright frantically erected a fire shield, but the fireballs vanished upon contact with it.
But the real killing blow was yet to come. I used Wind Control and Speed Boost on myself, leaping two zhang high, my magic staff, crafted from celestial iron, spinning like a windmill before crashing down on his head. It easily pierced the fire shield, rendering old Wright immune to physical attacks, leaving him bloodied and bruised.
"Hehehe..." Waving my staff, I approached old Wright with a cold laugh. "You dare to play me? You don't want to live anymore? Tell me, what are you going to do about it?"
Youth has its advantages, and while I couldn't match his magic, this celestial iron staff of mine was no cheap weapon.
Old Wright smiled wryly, avoiding my wickedly grinning face as I pressed it close. "Stop fooling around, Wayne, your exam is about to begin!"
"Uh..." Six people had somehow appeared around us (Old Wright was also one of the seven executive directors of the Mage's Guild).
"As expected of the successor of Mage Darkkin, full of energy and handsome, please have a seat!"
said an old woman (Lilia), and a chair placed in the corner of the hall slid silently over.
In this eerie darkness (the curtains were drawn), with flickering, weak firelight (the power of my seven fireballs was no joke, and Old Wright's fire shield hadn't even finished absorbing the fire energy), under the gaze of seven nightmare-level eagle-eyed, hook-nosed wizards and witches with goosebumps all over their faces (imagine what it's like to be an old woman who has lived for at least a thousand years), I was so scared. Delis, I want to hold you while I sleep tonight, uh, but I think I hold her while I sleep every night.
Under the watchful eyes of twelve people (except for old Wright), who were a thousand times more discerning than when choosing a son-in-law, I nervously shifted my posture repeatedly. "Uh, everyone, shouldn't we begin?"
I decided to end this unsettling situation.
"Wayne
Chris, sixteen years old, father Noah
Chris, forty-five years old, viscount of the Kingdom of Kaia, occupation: head of the Third Tax Office of the Empire, mother Liz
Chris, thirty-eight years old, older sister David Ann
Chris, eighteen years old.
This is your family information, right?"
Lilia flipped through the notebook in her hand and turned to me.
"Uh...that...absolutely correct, but when did the Mage Federation start investigating political background and family composition for mage certification?"
I asked hesitantly. "It's like this!"
Lilia turned a page, "Given the difficulty in replenishing the ranks of new blood for the glorious, noble profession of mage in recent years, under the great helmsman of our Mage Federation, the wise mentor Vidarit..." An old immortal sitting next to Lilia stood up, took off his mage hat, and bowed once to each of the surrounding dark, deserted places, nodding in acknowledgment (a habit, hehe!).
Lilia continued, "...under the valiant decision of [the leader/organization], it is now proposed that you be sent into society to promote the glorious and noble profession of mage to all levels of society, to help the general public understand the welfare benefits and working environment of the mage profession, and to deepen their yearning for the mage profession..." "Wait," I hurriedly waved my hand, trying to interrupt Lilia's incessant speech.
Mage Lilia swallowed hard, took a breath, and continued, "But undeniably, many ignorant people still have significant misunderstandings about mages. Furthermore, our enemies—the gods and demons—are eyeing us covetously. You must overcome all difficulties, be unafraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, forge ahead bravely, fight resolutely, and successfully complete the glorious mission entrusted to you by the Mage Federation.
Everyone, that concludes my speech. Please offer your criticism and guidance if there are any shortcomings. Thank you."
Scattered applause filled the hall. I was so moved that tears welled up in my eyes, my hands clapping red. "Mage Lilia, you are truly my idol! I want to learn from you, to be unafraid of sacrifice, to overcome all difficulties, and to resolutely support the Mage Federation!"
"Alright, speech over. Let's get down to business."
I changed my expression, shifted the topic, and coldly looked at this group of cunning old fogies. "How exactly do I prepare for my exam?"
"Uh…didn't I just explain it clearly?"
Lilia turned another page in her notebook. "It's about sending you down the mountain to recruit apprentices!"
"Recruiting apprentices sounds so simple!"
I pulled a book thicker and larger than a city brick from my dimensional bag, flipped through a few pages, and said, "The treaty signed between the gods, demons, and mages clearly states that all mages under the Mage's Guild are not allowed to interfere in worldly affairs, and can only seek suitable candidates to be their apprentices in the mortal realm ten years before their death.
Now you want me to go down the mountain to recruit apprentices?"
I roared angrily.
"That's right, that's what the treaty says," Lilia smiled slyly at the mages around her, "Note that the treaty refers to mages under the Mage's Guild!"
Lilia emphasized the words "under the Mage's Guild."
I gasped. I had a pretty good idea of what they were up to… Sure enough, Lilia chuckled wickedly, “Once we expel you and remove you from the Mage Alliance’s list, you’ll be free from the treaty!” The
surrounding mages chimed in, “You go down the mountain and recruit an apprentice, then the apprentice defectes to us, you recruit another, and that one defectes…” “…” “I won’t do it!”
I roared. I’d have to be crazy to do something so pointless. It’s so comfortable being at home with Delis every day. Doing something that could easily—no, something that would definitely get me hunted down by gods and demons—I’ll do it in my next life! Old Wright chuckled. "Wayne, the drug you took a few days ago wasn't concocted by the mage Lilia. She got it from an alchemist in the Eastern Continent. There's no antidote!"
"Yeah, after taking this drug, you can't do without learning a strange kind of magic called internal energy. You have to learn a specific kind!"
"I knew you guys had ulterior motives!"
I ignored her, staring at the ceiling.
"After the drug's effects fully dissipate, those who haven't practiced that internal energy will need to have intercourse for more than twenty hours a day!"
"What's there to be afraid of? Delis will help me!"
I sneered.
The old witch said regretfully, "It's a pity. Delis was created by me. Some functions aren't complete yet. She can probably only be used for three more days. After three days, she'll be unusable!"
Three days is enough. I just need to study it a bit, and I'm fully confident I can create another Delis.
"Don't even think about making it yourself. It took me 1,500 years to collect all the materials for Delis. Some of these materials might even exist in a second world, but you'd have to defeat the God King and the Demon King to find them in their treasuries!"
I slumped back in my chair. Damn it, you're ruthless. You actually held back this trick. I'm doomed… The old witch chuckled slyly, "However, if you change your mind, I can help you completely complete Delis, making her your helper. I'll also give you my book on Eastern magical arts, which is said to rival the power of gods and demons after mastering it! It's even more effective in that area!"
Damn, a woman dares to say such things? But considering she's lived for thousands of years, of course she could say something like that. Left
with no other choice, I had to accept their conditions.
Looking at the book in my hand, I realized the medicine I was taking was called the "Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill." It supposedly generates a magical element called "Yang Qi," which, when concentrated to a certain level, causes intense sexual desire. Only by expelling this desire can the drug's power be somewhat suppressed. However, through specific breathing techniques, this power can be concentrated in a place called the dantian, generating something called internal energy.
It supposedly allows one to have sex with a hundred women consecutively without ejaculating.
Damn, what's the difference between that and impotence? The book was torn out; it only mentioned that it was written by someone called the Yellow Emperor. I wonder if it's really as powerful as it claims.
After a month of practicing the strange postures and methods described in the book, I feel the drug's effects have subsided. Now I can actually control my penis at will—it can get hard when I want it to, and soft when I want it to. It seems to be working quite well, but I'm still far from the path to success described in the book! It's been almost forty days since the old witch took Delis back. Yesterday, the old witch sent a message saying that the modifications would be finished today and she could return tonight. Perfect timing to test the results of this month's work. Hehe, thinking this, I swallowed the drool that had reached my mouth.
"Ah, Delis, you're back! Let me check what new parts have been installed in your body!"
As soon as Delis stepped out of the portal, I hugged her and started touching and squeezing her.
"Young Master, the mage Lilia installed an energy conversion device for me, which can directly transfer the energy from the power system to the attack system to attack enemies!"
Lilia said, blushing.
"That's all?"
I was stunned.
"Also, a neural sensory system has been added, a more advanced personality analogy system!"
"Damn it, I was tricked by the old witch!"
I shouted. Delis had no defects at all; I was terrified by the old witch.
"Wait, what did you say about a neural analogy system?"
I asked Delis.
"So you're saying I'll feel something whenever you touch me, young master!"
I touched Delis's breast, and her face turned red again. Thank goodness, otherwise I'd be at a huge loss... Under my random touching and pinching, Delis's new neural sensory system and personality analogy system made her seem like a real person, all shy and alluring, making my mouth water. Just as I was about to pounce and bite, the communication crystal next to me lit up, and there was another earth-shaking tremor (I forgot to separate the crystal ball from the shockproof system).
Lilia's crow-like laugh reached my ears: "Wayne, everything's ready now, you should go home!"
"Damn it, are you done yet? Over!"
I kicked the crystal ball away, picked up Delis, and turned back to the bedroom.
Delis turned her honey pot's power to the highest level, wanting to test her current abilities.
I lay on the bed, letting Delis straddle me, moving up and down rhythmically. Her two large, white breasts bounced playfully, making my heart itch. I couldn't resist sitting up and biting those adorable little things.
Delis's body was incredibly resilient; the proof was that even when I bit her breasts with all my might, they immediately returned to their original shape as soon as I let go, completely unharmed.
The mere writhing of Delis's honeypot wasn't enough to satisfy me, so I flipped Delis over, pinning her beneath me, and hoisted her long, white legs onto my shoulders, thrusting wildly with all the strength I could muster.
No matter how much my penis expanded or deliberately shrank, Delis's honeypot remained firmly wrapped around me, without a single gap. My lower abdomen slammed against Delis's fleshy buttocks, making a slapping sound. Watching Delis's labia unfold and retract with the thrusting of my penis, the new personality analog system made her moan softly. Shyness and lewdness alternated on her face, making it impossible for me to tell if she was a magical doll or a real person. The New Mage Empire
is a world of magic and swords. Friction constantly arises between nations over territory and resources, but everything is conducted within limits under the supervision of the gods. Human battles rarely escalate into destructive wars.
The gods are nominally the supreme rulers of this world, but more accurately, they are protectors. Only when disasters beyond human control occur do the gods intervene to help humanity. Wars between nations are usually resolved by humans themselves. The only time in history that the gods intervened was because of mages.
The mage, a profession embodying all of humanity's wisdom, propelled the world's development. However, due to their perceived threat to the gods and demons, they were besieged by a multi-race coalition of believers, elves, and other subhumans. Defeated, they withdrew from the stage of history, leaving only a few survivors hiding in towers built deep in the deserted mountains, continuing their research into their beloved magic, awaiting the opportune moment to re-emerge...
Note: This story contains incestuous elements. If you dislike this, please do not continue reading. This was simply posted because of the low readership on the bookstore. ︿?︿

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