The Librarian of the Magic and Martial Arts Academy (1-3) Author: tomriddle23

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Author: tomriddle23
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Gentle Junior Shanya

"Good morning, Senior Cheng." Shanya-Lucas
greeted Ye Cheng, the librarian and senior, at the library counter as usual. Shanya had heard that Mr. Ye Cheng was originally a once-in-a-century genius student of the academy.
Not only were his mental strength and elemental perception talents first-rate, but he also had an amazing understanding of magical theory and
strong creativity; the new cheap paper that had become popular in recent years, replacing the expensive parchment—
Ye Paper—was invented by this senior. But strangely, he had worked hard at the school for three whole years but couldn't cast a single
spell, becoming the most bizarre good-for-nothing in the academy's history. Later, this senior had no choice but to stay at the school as a librarian,
hoping to find a way to become a mage. Shanya had more than once felt sorry for this talented senior, secretly wondering
how this sincere and helpful senior could have suffered such a punishment from heaven.

"Good morning, Miss Lucas." Ye Cheng smiled and waved, his chubby face looking kind and approachable. "Looking for books
again ?"

"Good morning, Senior Cheng." Shanya nodded, taking a stack of leaves from her magic backpack.
"Today, the teacher taught us the Water Stream Spear spell. I easily condensed the water, but the destructive power wasn't up to
par . The teacher said there would be a test in class next week, and I'd have to submit a report on the key points of casting the Water Stream Spear,
so I came to the library to find books."

"Senior Cheng," Shanya looked at Ye Cheng with bright eyes, "what kind of books should I look for?" "

Is that so?" Ye Cheng frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "How about this, would it be convenient for you to come to my
dorm tonight?"

"To your dorm, Senior?" Shanya blushed.

"I, I didn't mean anything by it, it's just that the books in the library are a bit vague about the Water Stream Spear, I
think it would be better to explain it to you in person." Ye Cheng quickly explained.

"Okay, tonight then. I'll come over after dinner." Shanya broke the awkward silence with a smile. "
Where's your dorm, senior?"

"It's in room 102 of the staff building next to the library. I'll wait for you there tonight."

"Okay, thank you, senior. You're a good person."

Shanya had no idea that this kind senior, Ye Cheng, would change her life tonight.

Ye Cheng's life in this other world was like the stock market on Wall Street, full of ups and downs. He started as a
farmer in a noble estate who couldn't even afford to eat. Then, he "invented" paper and made great contributions to his family. Unexpectedly, he was
discovered to have excellent magical talent. He was sent to a magic and martial arts academy thinking he would have a bright future, but damn it, he couldn't
cast a single spell after three years of study. In the end, he could only
work .

▲Ye Cheng, nearly driven to suicide by despair, unexpectedly discovers a secret
room , containing a mind-blowing book: *Mental Power and Faith: The Essence of Soul, Divine Magic, and Magic*.

According to this book, all so-called gods and elements are false; their essence is human
delusion, a self-hypnotization of one's mental power through superstition. If your mental power is strong enough,
you can materialize your delusions.

Ye Cheng then realizes why the professors always emphasize faith in gods and respect for elements
. It's for further self-hypnosis; when your mental power also believes it's real,
it will materialize. How could a 21st-century socialist youth like Ye Cheng possibly believe in such things!

The book also mentions the world's greatest taboo: mental magic.

~ Divine magic and ordinary magic are completely different levels; the latter manifests mental power in the real
world , while the former directly attacks the mind of others.

Isn't this the legendary hypnosis? The otaku's lewd soul burns fiercely.

After dinner, Sanya changed into her magic-amplifying robes and staff for practicing magic and went to
the staff building next to the library.

Looking at the dim lights and old wooden doors of the staff building, Sanya felt uneasy.

"Knock, knock, knock." Sanya knocked on the door with one hand to her chest.

After a while, the door clicked open.

"Welcome to my dormitory, Miss Lucas." Ye Cheng, wearing an old robe,
scratched . "My dormitory is a mess; you might be scared."

"Really?" Sanya followed Ye Cheng into his room.

"Wow!" Sanya was startled when she entered Ye Cheng's room.

The floor was covered with a layer of messy manuscript paper, old parchment scrolls and brand-new
printed books were scattered all over the room. The bed was messy, with books, bedding, and clothes piled up
haphazardly . There was a small door in the other half of the room, probably leading to the kitchen. The only bright spot in the room was a
very exquisite sofa. It looked a bit old, with antique patterns, but with a certain charm. Shanya, who seemed to have a bit of history, guessed it must have been part of the school room from the beginning.

"Please sit down," Ye Cheng said, inviting Shanya to sit on the sofa while he sat on the bed.

"Okay," Shanya replied, finding the sofa just as comfortable as her designer sofa back home in Beijing. All the fatigue of
the day vanished instantly, and she felt drowsy.

"Alright, class is starting," Ye Cheng reminded her.

"Okay, Senior Cheng," Shanya replied, refocusing.

"Before the invention of the Water Stream Spear attack spell, people believed that water mages were powerless in combat, and that
ice magic, an extension of water magic, was the only true path. That is, until the Water Stream Spear was invented by Saint Ignaf." Ye Cheng sat on the bed,
explaining methodically to his junior sister, Wanwan. "All low-level spells, such as Fireball, Water Ball, Earth Collapse
, etc., are essentially about directly extracting elements from nature and throwing them out.
Mid-level spells, starting with the Water Stream Spear, emphasize further control and application of the elements. In terms of elemental essence, the Water Stream Spear
is no different from the Water Ball spell. So why can the Water Ball spell only wet a beautiful woman's clothes while the Water Stream Spear can pierce through
5 or 6 people? The difference lies in our mental power," Ye Cheng pointed to his head.
"The power applied to the water element."

"Come, put down your staff first. Condense a water ball in your hand."

"Okay." Sanya placed her staff on the ground, opened her palms upwards, and chanted an incantation, conjuring
a water ball the size of a tennis ball that floated in her hand.

"Try compressing this water ball, use your mental power to compress it."

"Understood." Sanya concentrated and compressed the water ball in her hand. The surface of the water ball trembled,
changing shape like dough being squeezed from different directions.

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Hearing Ye Cheng's voice, Shanya gathered all her mental energy to further compress the water sphere.

"Concentrate, you concentrate so your mind is free of distractions. Concentrate so you only hear my words."

"Mmm." Shanya let out a meaningless whimper, her bright brown eyes losing their luster as she stared at
the water sphere in her hand. The water sphere became unstable due to excessive compression. Shanya completely failed to notice
the blue glow of the magic circle emanating from the patterns on the sofa she was sitting on.

"Shanya, imagine the water sphere in your hand is your will. It's trembling, it's swaying."

Shanya stared intently at the water sphere in her hand, which trembled involuntarily.

"Bang!" Shanya's mental energy finally couldn't compress the water sphere any further, and it exploded. Shanya
collapsed onto the sofa. Sanya's chestnut-brown hair partially obscured her chubby, adorable face. Her developing
breasts were already quite prominent, and the bulky mage's robes couldn't conceal her slender figure. Her legs, though
a little short, were beautifully sculpted. Ye Cheng felt his "little Ye Cheng" swelling up, and countless hypnosis stories from his past
life flashed through his mind. Having masturbated for forty years across two lifetimes, Ye Cheng couldn't take this!

"If you believe, it will become real. Believe is real. Believe is real," Ye Cheng murmured
, gently prying open Sanya's eyelids to reveal her lifeless eyes. Then, focusing his mental energy...
"You are my slave girl, your body and soul belong to me!"

After saying this, Ye Cheng felt his right eye drain his mental energy uncontrollably like a bottomless pit, and then he fainted
.

Ye Cheng had a good dream.

He dreamt of a blurry but undeniably beautiful girl throwing herself into his arms. She made him undress
, and he passionately sucked on her delicate body, greedily inhaling her sweet fragrance. The girl,
shy yet submissive, endured his ministrations, uttering "Yamete!" while tightly entwining herself around him
.

Ye Cheng opened his eyes and saw Shan Ya's delicate face.

"Are you awake, Senior Cheng?" Shan Ya's eyes lit up.

Had he failed? Ye Cheng thought when he heard Shan Ya call him "Senior Cheng," but Shan Ya was in his bed,
sharing a blanket with him—how could a normal girl act like this?

"Senior, you're so naughty," Shan Ya pinched Ye Cheng's ear, "I trusted you, that's why I came to your room
, and want to turn me into your slave."

"Did I fail?" Ye Cheng was stunned, a wicked thought rising in his mind.

Shan Ya lightly pecked Ye Cheng's lips.

Ye Cheng's mind went blank for a moment, his tongue unconsciously licking his lips, savoring the girl's fresh scent.

Shanya gazed at Ye Cheng face-to-face, her sapphire-like eyes calm.

"When I first woke up, I felt you added something to my consciousness, and I was
very angry," Shanya said calmly, as if what Ye Cheng had done to her hadn't happened to her
.

"But," Shanya's face broke into a charming, happy smile, "I later found that I didn't want
to resist , didn't want to disobey your orders." Shanya grew increasingly excited, her face, which Ye Cheng had been dreaming of
, drawing closer and closer to his, the fresh, virginal fragrance wafting over him. "I actually felt that being Ye Cheng's slave
was so blissful… so joyful…" The girl's azure eyes were fixed on Ye Cheng with fascination, her soft,
tender body pressed tightly against him.

Ye Cheng was overjoyed.

He had succeeded! He had succeeded! That forbidden book was right! He could finally unleash magic!

"Let me see your body, Shanya," Ye Cheng shouted, almost in a trance.

"Yes, Master," Shanya replied obediently, reluctantly leaving Ye Cheng's embrace and standing on his
bed looking down at him. A blush flashed across Shanya's submissive expression as she silently removed her loose robe. A
pure white undergarment covered Shanya's upper body, revealing her fair and smooth arms. Her exposed legs, though not long, were
beautifully shaped.

At this moment, Shanya glanced at Ye Cheng shyly, then touched her undergarment.

She'd taken it off! Ye Cheng swallowed hard, his manhood erect.

First to be revealed were her budding mounds, their pink nipples particularly alluring. Below her slender
waist , her white buttocks and bright red vulva revealed the delicate beauty of a young girl.

What a gentle and refined beauty! Ye Cheng exclaimed.

Under her master's aggressive gaze, Shanya's lips were slightly parted, her hands stiffly pressed against her thighs,
shyly and obediently revealing her delicate and pure body to her master.

She slowly turned around, letting her most obedient master see every inch of her skin, every inch of
skin that belonged to him.

"Shanya, come here." Ye Cheng couldn't help but throw off the covers, hurriedly taking off his robe and opening his arms.

"Mmm." Shanya murmured, offering her pure and innocent body to Ye Cheng's arms, her soft breasts
pressing against his chest, her shapely legs gently clamping around his small body, her angelic and pure face filled with a dreamy look.
"Ugh
..." Ye Cheng couldn't help but tilt his head back and kiss her, first lightly touching her lips, then gently biting her lips. Sanya was also
aroused, her small, fragrant tongue entwining with Ye Cheng's, passionately responding to his deep kiss.
Driven by desire, their two naked bodies embraced.

Ye Cheng, who was sleeping with a girl for the first time in both his lives, and Shanya, who probably had never even masturbated, were intoxicated, lost in, and breathless by
the wondrous .

This kiss felt like an eternity.

"Shanya, may I properly admire your body?" Ye Cheng gently asked the girl on top of him.

"Mmm," Shanya murmured, obediently letting him push her down onto the bed, her pretty face flushed,
smiling alluringly as she said, "Please enjoy Shanya's body, Master."

Ye Cheng gently kissed her alluring breasts, sucking on her erect nipples, his kisses gradually
moving downwards, teasing the glistening red clitoris on her moist lips. Shanya's legs were spread wide, her toes
trembling at an incredible angle, enduring Ye Cheng's onslaught amidst waves of soft moans.

The final moment arrived. Looking into Shanya's blissful eyes, Ye Cheng adjusted his penis to align with
her tender, moist, and warm crotch, and then slowly, firmly, entered her. So warm,
so tight, so smooth: feeling herself being caressed by layers of swirling flesh, the first time...
This feeling was truly supreme.

Shanya breathed and moaned softly as his member slowly penetrated until it met a barrier.

Ye Cheng knew this was Shanya's most precious virginity. He looked down at her, and Shanya's slightly sweaty face
gave him an encouraging smile, so he thrust into her.

"Ugh...!!" Shanya suppressed her pain, which pained Ye Cheng.

Did I really deserve to receive a girl's most precious thing like this? Ye Cheng couldn't help but ask himself.

Ye Cheng kissed Shanya's entire body until her pain seemed to gradually transform into...
"Senior Cheng...please...I...I'm so itchy..." Shanya shyly uttered these
soft, tender words that could make any man's blood boil. Ye Cheng believed that both he and she could feel their member suddenly swell! Ye Cheng
began his real action, thrusting quickly and powerfully into her beautiful, secret place, enjoying
every bit of pleasure from Shanya's tight, warm flesh. From the way Shanya held him tightly, Ye Cheng was certain she
was also enjoying herself immensely.

The final climax arrived. With Ye Cheng's low cry and Shanya's soft moan, Ye Cheng felt Shanya's body stiffen, her
flesh writhing and rubbing against his penis. In a tremor, Shanya released a surge of heat covering
the tip of his penis, and Ye Cheng, stimulated by this, ejaculated again. The two embraced quietly, enjoying the
tranquility after the climax.

Ye Cheng's mind was a little blank; even though he had just experienced the unparalleled joy of his first time, not to
mention the finger movements, even though a gentle and submissive beautiful girl was still curled up in his arms, he seemed unable to recover for a moment.
A trace of pity and guilt for the girl surfaced in his heart, which had been tempered into steel by a tumultuous fate.

A few minutes later, both of their breathing had become even. Ye Cheng pulled away from Shanya, enjoying her obedient
service as she cleaned the fluids from his body. They went into the bathroom together, showering and laughing as
they changed.

They looked at each other in silence, and Shanya lowered her head shyly first…she was so cute.

“Shanya…” Ye Cheng hesitated.

“Mmm…” Shanya sealed Ye Cheng’s words with her lips.

After a passionate kiss, Ye Cheng looked at Shanya, puzzled.

“Master.” Shanya gazed at Ye Cheng, her eyes glistening with tears.

“Let me forget my past self and wholeheartedly be your slave.”

Chapter Two: The Elegant Mare Knight

The result of Ye Cheng’s first mental magic release was unexpected.

Ye Cheng’s original plan was to first use the magic circle on the sofa to put Shanya into a pre-hypnotic trance state, then
concentrate all his mental power to forcefully attack her sea of consciousness, imprinting the mental mark of “serving Ye Cheng as master” upon her.

As a result, Shanya's mind wasn't dominated by the brand, but
the brand's function of giving satisfaction to obedience and pain to disobedience still worked, making Shanya believe she liked being Ye Cheng's female slave.

Now, Ye Cheng was enjoying the services of this loyal female slave.

"Master, what are you thinking about? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Shanya's words brought Ye Cheng back to his senses. Ye Cheng looked around at the bathtub, which was even more spacious than his original bedroom, and
the girl diligently serving him behind him. Ye Cheng felt incredibly relieved.

"Shanya," Ye Cheng turned and embraced the girl's slender waist, rubbing his nose against her
erect nipples after they had been soaped, "Your dormitory is really big, my viscountess."

Only after controlling Shanya did Ye Cheng realize that Shanya was a
viscountess . Her family owned a fiefdom in a county in the south of the empire; a rich and beautiful girl who knew nothing of the hardships of life. She lived in
a mid-range dormitory at the school, two people to a room, practically a small villa. How miserable! "Hehe." Sanya chuckled, puffing out
her chest and wrapping her arms around the back of Ye Cheng's head. Her smooth,
egg like breasts rubbed against Ye Cheng's face as she gazed down at him, her eyes radiating maternal warmth.
"Everything I have is yours, Master."

"Sanya, my darling." Ye Cheng pinched her soft, irresistible breasts. "You're truly made of water
."

"And what about me, Master?" A coquettish voice came from behind Ye Cheng. A curvaceous red-haired girl stood
naked beside the bathtub, her proud breasts raised, facing Ye Cheng's naked gaze.

The red-haired girl was named Louisa Amber, a baron's daughter from the northern part of the kingdom. Although a fire mage, she
was unexpectedly Sanya's best friend, whom she felt an instant connection with. After being drugged by Sanya last week, she was taken in by Ye Cheng as a slave.
One was proud and lively, the other gentle and quiet; both were Ye Cheng's current slaves.

Seeing the red-haired girl's haughty, pleading expression, Ye Cheng couldn't resist his urge and pulled her into the bath.

"Ah!" The girl, caught off guard, choked. When she recovered, she found her mischievous master
nestled in her arms.

"Luisa's breasts are amazing too, my Luisa." Ye Cheng bit down on Luisa's impressive breast,
while his other hand kneaded and shaped the other half of her breast.

"Master," Luisa gasped, her eyes filled with lust, "you're so naughty!"

"If Master wasn't naughty, how did you become my slaves?" Feeling Sanya's smooth skin from behind...
"Soon, you'll have new sisters," Ye Cheng said smugly to his two female slaves, a blissful expression on his face.

After a night of debauchery in Sanya and Louisa's dormitory, Ye Cheng, dressed simply but neatly in his clothes and practicing a natural smile in front of the mirror, returned to his post as librarian at
the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy, outwardly glamorous but inwardly filthy . 　　Perhaps because most nobles' wives and concubines were beauties, the Royal Magic and Martial Arts Academy, teeming with nobles, boasted a remarkably high quality of beauties. Even Sanya and Louisa, beauties who were at least school beauties in their previous lives , were only considered above average at the academy . 　　　　The four most beautiful graduating students, chosen by the school's spoiled brats, are: 　　Anacia-Laff, a foreign exchange student in the Holy Word department, the future saintess of the Pantheon, with a pure and flawless aura; Alicia- Cescia ; and Irelia-Stephen, the alluring Black Rose, the daughter of a duke in the Knight department, the elegant and noble Frey-Ashif, and the daughter of a dark elf concubine in the Combat department. 　　These exceptionally beautiful girls, with powerful backgrounds and outstanding abilities, each have a swarm of suitors, but no one has ever been known to succeed in winning them over. That's understandable; everyone knows the nature of those nobles— pampering them with sweet words and extravagant spending before sex, only to discard them afterward. The only difference between spoiled brats and elite nobles lies in their manners . 　　Ye Cheng had, of course, harbored fantasies about these beauties. Back in his school days, he'd even become somewhat acquainted with Frey-Ashif and Alicia-Ciscia. Now, they were Ye Cheng's next targets. 　　Compared to those spoiled brats, Ye Cheng had an undeniable advantage. 　　Every girl who loved learning had to deal with the library. 　　"Good morning, Ye Cheng." A girl greeted Ye Cheng. She was tall and graceful, wearing a seemingly simple yet elegant white dress. Her face, more exquisite than a portrait, exuded an indescribable elegance, and the faint calluses on her hands told of her profession—a knight. 　　"Good morning, Miss Asif." Ye Cheng smiled politely. "Are you here to find information on martial arts techniques or heraldry ?" 　　"I'm here to find information on magic deflection." 　　"Magic deflection?" Ye Cheng was startled. Magic deflection was a combat technique used by knights to condense their battle aura to defend against magical attacks. But wasn't that a defensive technique for high-ranking knights? The fastest knight in history to advance to the high rank was only 18 years old . Frey, though known for her talent, is only about twenty this year, which is just too… 　　“Yes, I’m preparing to advance to the high rank of knight.” Frey smiled confidently. 　　“Congratulations, Miss Asif,” Ye Cheng said with a smile. “I imagine those young noblemen around you are even more troubled .” 　　“Hehe.” Frey chuckled softly, and Ye Cheng immediately felt a breath of fresh air. 　　“Here,” Ye Cheng handed Frey a set of keys. “There’s a small private room on the left side of the third floor of the library where you keep old books. I recently cleaned it; you can read there.” 　　“Thank you, Ye Cheng,” Frey replied. “There are so many flies in the academy; I ca n’t even read in peace.” 　　“Of course,” Ye Cheng spread his hands. “Who can blame him when our academy’s flower is so beautiful and elegant?” 　　Frey pouted cutely, then left without comment. 　　Frey turned and left, her graceful figure moving with elegant steps, leaving behind a silhouette that left much . However, Frey didn't notice the bulge in Ye Cheng's robe, hidden by the counter . 　　"Mr. Rubis, please don't follow me, okay?" Frey, having reached the door of the small private room, glanced at the impeccably dressed but utterly useless young nobleman behind her and impatiently gave him a dismissal. 　　"Miss Asif, I wanted to invite you to the ball hosted by our academy's student council." Rubis clung on like a persistent nuisance . 　　"I've been busy cultivating lately and don't have time for the academy's ball." Frey, holding a book in her left hand, picked up the key in her right and opened the door to the private room, stepping inside. 　　"Miss Asif, I..." 　　"That's it." Frey slammed the door shut without hesitation. 　　"Shh!" Frey leaned against the door and sighed. The fly was finally gone. Although she was used to it, Frey still loathed these good-for-nothing noble children who only knew how to attend balls. 　　Perhaps because it had once been a warehouse for old books, the room had no windows. The room contained only a wooden table and a rather old, exquisitely crafted sofa with antique yet distinctive patterns. In the center of the table sat a blooming white magnolia, its fragrance incredibly soothing. 　　"I really don't know how these scoundrels got into the school," Frey muttered, placing her book on the table and sitting on the sofa . 　　After saying that, Frey opened her book and began to study. 　　About half an hour later, Ye Cheng arrived at Frey's private room, picked up another set of keys, and opened the door. 　　"Heh," Ye Cheng chuckled; everything was exactly as he had expected. Frey was gently asleep on the sofa, her full, firm breasts rising and falling with her soft breathing, making Ye Cheng's blood boil. 　　This sofa was found by Ye Cheng in the library's storage room. The pattern on it was a magic circle drawn by Ye Cheng , possessing calming and hypnotic effects. On the sofa and the table, there was a sleeping incense provided by Sanya, and the white magnolia was to mask the scent. 　　So-called mental magic is essentially a direct clash of mental power. Although Ye Cheng once possessed genius-level mental strength, directly overwhelming such a strong-willed knight girl with mental power was still somewhat beyond his capabilities . Therefore, Ye Cheng could no longer simply and violently imprint a mental mark on their consciousness as he had with Sanya and Louisa, but would achieve his goal through hypnosis and memory swapping. 　　"Can you hear me, Frey?" Ye Cheng infused his mental power into his words. 　　"Mmm," the girl murmured. 　　"From now on, I will count from 1 onwards. Each time I count, you will be one year younger." 　　"1...2...3..." Ye Cheng counted slowly and steadily, "14..." Ye Cheng stopped when he felt it was about right .

"Frei, how old are you this year?" Ye Cheng asked in a coaxing tone.

"Frei, Frei is 1, 2, 3, 4, 4 years old this year," Frei replied in a melodious,
childlike voice.

She's only 18! Ye Cheng banished these irrelevant daydreams, but his excitement was already overflowing.

"Little Frei, can big brother play a game with you?"

"Okay," Frei replied, her voice brimming with excitement.

"Little brats really love playing games," Ye Cheng thought to himself. Seeing that his plan was about to succeed, Ye Cheng
steadied slightly trembling voice and continued in a calm and steady tone, "This game goes like this: big brother
will pat your head and then cast a spell, and Frey will be able to see herself in her past life."

"Past life?"

"Your past life is what you looked like before Frey was born. Frey, your past life could have been a dog, a horse,
a cow, a sheep, or even a boy."

"Wow! Frey wants to see!" Ye Cheng's words had indeed piqued the "little loli's" interest.

"Then big brother will cast a spell." Ye Cheng placed his hands on Frey's silky golden hair and projected his imagination
into Frey's mind.

I am a mare.

I remember when I was born, the first thing I saw in this beautiful world was a boy.

When I was a year and a half old, that boy rode on my back. I knew then that he was my eternal master.

My master told me his name was Ye Cheng.

My master changed my name to Frey, and I love this name. I loved it when my master called
my name while bathing me.

I loved my master, loved when he rode me, loved when he patted my bottom.

I accompanied my master on countless journeys, and we defeated countless enemies.

Finally, one day, my master and I died together on the battlefield.

Before my soul entered the Hall of Reincarnation, Death asked me if I had any unfulfilled wishes.

I said, "Let me find my master. Frey will always be Master Ye Cheng's mount."

Death heard my wish and neither granted nor denied it.

Then, I was reborn as a human.

"Did you see your past life, little Frey?" After creating the illusion, Ye Cheng felt a slight
headache .

"Yes, Frey saw it."

"What was Frey's past life? Can you tell me, brother?" Ye Cheng endured the headache and continued in
a coaxing tone.

"Well, Frey's past life was a mare. Frey fought alongside Master Ye Cheng in her past life and died in battle.
Frey told Death that she wanted to find her master."

"Did Frey love her master in her past life?" Ye Cheng guided her step by step.

"I love you. In her past life, Frey loved Master the most."

"Frey's past life was the same person as Frey. Does Frey also love Master Ye Cheng?"

"Hmm?" Frey hesitated for a moment. "Yes, Frey also loves Master Ye Cheng."

"Banzai!" Ye Cheng was overjoyed. The most important step was completed. He used his mental power to bring Frey back into a
hypnotic state.

"Now, listen to me, Frey." Ye Cheng said calmly but without question, "From now on, with each count
, you will grow one year older, and your longing and love for Master Ye Cheng will increase by one."

"1...2...,...,13...14..." Little Ye Cheng was already impatient. Ye Cheng
felt that these 14 counts were like 14 years.

"Wake up, Frey." Ye Cheng finished speaking the last sentence.

Frey opened her hazy eyes, her ocean-blue pupils floating with a layer of mist. Suddenly, her pupils widened
, and Frey pounced on Ye Cheng and pressed him to the ground.

While struggling frantically after being thrown around, Ye Cheng felt a liquid dripping onto his face.

Looking up, he saw tears streaming down her delicate face.

"Master, Frey missed you so much," the girl sobbed.

Her smooth golden hair cascaded down her sides like a waterfall, glistening tears clung to her long eyelashes, and her deep blue
eyes revealed endless longing and unwavering loyalty. Faced with such a beautiful sight, Ye Cheng was stunned.
His heart, long since covered in dust, felt a surge of emotion.

"Yes, my Frey," Ye Cheng patted Frey's plump, round buttocks, "I missed you too."

"Master, Master!" Frey hugged Ye Cheng tightly, her firm, full breasts squeezing out in alluring
spheres, her beautiful face pressed against his, calling out excitedly.

Ye Cheng was also moved by Frey's emotions and kissed her delicate lips.

The passionate couple kissed intensely on the floor, as if their kiss would last an eternity.

After the passionate kiss, Ye Cheng asked Frey, "Do you have any plans tonight?"

"No, Master?" Frey's cheeks were flushed after the kiss, making her exceptionally alluring.

"Then come to Villa 213 in District 2 tonight. Remember, don't let anyone know you're here."
Ye Cheng stared nakedly at Frey. "Tonight, I want Frey to be completely mine."

"Yes, Master." Frey smiled and nodded excitedly.

Chapter 3: The Villa's Lewd Feast

Damn, I lost my inspiration while writing this. This chapter might not be very effective, please forgive me. I don't plan to troll this story; it
's probably a medium-length story of about 7 or 8 chapters.

That night, Villa 213 in District 2, which was also the dormitory of Sanya and Louisa. This
boudoir, which originally belonged to two pure young girls, had become Ye Cheng's place of debauchery.

At a small round table in the center of the dining room, set with several dishes and a soup, Sanya and Louisa, one in blue and the other in red, wearing only aprons
, sat beside Ye Cheng, serving their great master with loving devotion.

"Master..."

Louisa held Ye Cheng's right hand with both hands, letting his hand squeeze her ample breasts, and asked sweetly,
"You said we'd have a new sister today, who is she?"

"Mmm..."

Ye Cheng, on the other side, watched as Sanya used her small mouth to feed her most beloved master a sip of her homemade fish soup.
After a few moments of oral contact, Sanya and Ye Cheng separated, a thin, languid strand of saliva trailing between their lips.

"Louisa." Ye Cheng turned to Louisa, who immediately and obediently picked up a piece of roasted meat she had made herself from the bowl
and fed it to Ye Cheng.

"Mmm..." Ye Cheng found the fish soup incredibly fresh and fragrant, the roasted meat perfectly cooked, and the two
beauties serving him with utmost attentiveness, making him feel incredibly satisfied. Thinking
of the elegant and noble campus goddess, Frey-Ashif, whom he could indulge in tonight, Ye Cheng felt a Faustian urge to stop time forever.

After eating the roasted meat that Louisa had picked up with her mouth, seeing Louisa's eager expression, Ye Cheng decided to keep her in suspense
:

"She'll be here soon, and her identity is quite extraordinary."

"Master is truly amazing. You just controlled me and Louisa, and you've already gotten a new female slave so quickly." Sanya
leaned against Ye Cheng, her head resting on his shoulder, her eyes burning with admiration as she gazed at her master.

"Yes, Master is truly amazing." Louisa met Ye Cheng's gaze with eyes full of adoration.

As the mental imprint deepened, even knowing they were being
controlled would unconditionally obey his commands. In the eyes of these two poor ladies, Ye Cheng
was their entire world; nothing was more important than their master's orders.

"Louisa, did you finish the family crest branding I asked you to do?" Ye Cheng checked the tools.

"Yes, Master." Louisa took a small branding iron from her apron pocket; the pattern on it was
a leaf, the very family crest Ye Cheng had designed.

"Knock knock knock..." Clearly, someone was knocking at the door. Sanya went to open it.

The main course had arrived! Ye Cheng licked his lips excitedly, looking drooling.

"Who are you?" Sanya asked, only peeking out from the doorway.

A figure completely shrouded in a black cloak appeared outside, only their jade-green
eyes visible beneath the covering.

"I'm here to see Mr. Ye Cheng," the person said in an exceptionally pleasant female voice.

"We don't have a Ye Cheng here, you've mistaken me for someone else." Shanya, remembering her master's
order , refused.

"Shanya, let her in." Ye Cheng, who was playing with Louisa sitting in his lap, felt a surge of pleasure upon
hearing carrying out his orders. He couldn't help but roughly knead Louisa's ample breasts, causing the beauty
to gasp softly.

A moment later, Shanya brought the guest to Ye Cheng. The guest was clearly surprised that Shanya and Louisa, both
wearing only aprons, were allowing Ye Cheng to freely fondle them; their emerald eyes shimmered.

"Frei, you two should get to know each other." Ye Cheng was very satisfied with Frei's appearance.

"Shanya-Lucas," Shanya bowed to Frei, "Water mage, Master Ye Cheng's most loyal
slave."

"Louisa-Amber, ah...fire, um...mage, Master Ye Cheng's most loyal, ah...
slave." Louisa, her face flushed, gasped softly, naturally the result of Ye Cheng's lewd hands.

"Frei-Ashif." Frei removed her black robes, revealing her perfect body beneath
. Her full, firm breasts, slender waist, delicate vulva, long, shapely
legs, and plump, firm buttocks were all displayed before Ye Cheng. Frei knelt, her hands supporting her
on the ground, her exquisite, sculpted face meeting her master's burning gaze, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders to
her chest .

"Knight, Master Ye Cheng, my most loyal mount." Frei gazed at her master with adoration.

"Wow, Frei-Ashif is actually Master's slave girl!" Louisa exclaimed. "Master, you are truly
amazing."

"Mmm." Louisa kissed Ye Cheng's face repeatedly. The usually noble and aloof Frei
looked at Louisa with envy, envying her for offering her body to her master.

"Congratulations, Master." Sanya smiled, standing to the side.

"Frei, would you be my mount, my mare, my slave?" Ye Cheng asked.

"Yes, Master." Frei nodded repeatedly. "Frei is willing to do anything for Master. Everything Frei
has belongs to Master."

"Come," Ye Cheng patted the chair, pushing away Louisa in his arms, "I want to ride you to the bathroom."

"Yes, Master!"

"Giddy up!" Ye Cheng straddled Frei's slender waist, patting Frei's firm, round buttocks.

Frei obediently crawled on all fours, carrying Ye Cheng. As expected of a mid-level knight, the girl had extraordinary stamina. Carrying Ye Cheng, she
crawled on the ground but walked as fast as Sanya and Louisa, who were leading the way. Ye Cheng placed one hand on Frei's fragrant shoulder and
patted Frei's round buttocks with the other. In no time, they arrived at the spacious bathroom, which resembled a swimming pool.

"Stop!" Ye Cheng dismounted and asked Frei how she was feeling.

"Frei, are you tired?" Ye Cheng, afraid of ruining this perfect girl, cupped Frei's breasts
and asked.

"Frei isn't tired, Frei is fine, Frei wants Master to keep riding." Frei's eyes were glazed.

"Luisa, bring out the things." Ye Cheng waved to Louisa.

Louisa handed Ye Cheng the family crest branding iron, and Ye Cheng waved to the women with the branding iron:

"Luisa, Sanya, you two should take a bath quickly. After you're clean, Master will brand your bodies."

In this world, masters would brand their slaves. Ordinary slaves would only be marked with handcuffs, symbolizing their
slave status. If they escaped and were caught by others, they could be kept. If the original owner discovered this, they would only have to
pay the original owner one gold coin (the average price of a slave). But if a slave was branded with a noble's family crest,
others would usually have to return them immediately, and the original owner would have to give the returner a considerable reward. Usually, only the head of the family
's favorite concubines or slaves who were particularly useful to the family would be branded in this way.

"Yes..." Sanya and Louisa clearly understood the meaning of the family crest, trembling with excitement.
They freed their youthful bodies from beneath their aprons and washed themselves before their master.

"Master..." Frey cried out softly, her full, round breasts pressing against Ye Cheng's chest. Her emerald
eyes were filled with adoration for her master, and her luscious red lips parted as if inviting his advances.

"Frey," Ye Cheng stroked Frey's smooth blonde hair and licked her high, slender nose, "Do you want to
become your master's slave?"

"Yes, Frey, no, everything Frey the mare is yours." Frey's eyes shone, and she nudged
her master's nose with her own.

"But to become my slave, you'll need your master to give you a thorough cleaning." Ye Cheng
chuckled lewdly, thinking of the obscene feast he would prepare for Frey later.

"Thank you, Master," Frey replied sweetly.

"Before that, let Master give you a bath." Ye Cheng took off his clothes and picked up a rough
brush from the edge of the tub. "Come on, get in the water."

"Yes, Master," Frey nodded repeatedly, her breasts and buttocks trembling with breathtaking waves.

Ye Cheng cupped Frey's cheeks in his hands. The noble girl's skin was indeed delicate and smooth. The knight's
training hadn't made her body muscular; instead, it had made her skin elastic, and her beautiful, well-proportioned figure was impeccable.
Under Frey's eager, expectant gaze, Ye Cheng's hands moved down, first to her long, smooth, snow-white neck, then to her
slender fair shoulders.

Next, Ye Cheng's attention was entirely focused on those firm, full breasts. Although Louisa's breasts
were a little larger than Frey's, she was, after all, a mage, and her body wasn't as well-trained, so her breasts were already sagging a bit; but Frey
's breasts were particularly firm, incredibly elastic to the touch, and extremely fun to play with. The rosy nipples on her breasts were already standing erect,
responding to their master's call, and a seductive fragrance wafted from the deep cleavage.

Ye Cheng grasped those plump breasts with both hands, his index fingers teasing and kneading the rosy nipples.

"Ah... Master, no... Frey... Frey feels so strange..." Frey's pretty face gradually turned red
, letting out seductive moans.

After playing with Frey's full breasts to his heart's content, Ye Cheng's lecherous hands slid from the towering breasts across the smooth belly,
touched the delicate little navel, and then reached down to the mysterious peach blossom spring at the base of her long, powerful thighs.

"Frei, may I admire your most beautiful spot?" Ye Cheng's fingers rubbed between her thighs.

"Yes, Master," Frei replied softly, her face flushed as she stepped out of the bath.
She sat down , lying back with her hands gripping her thighs, spreading them in an M-shape. Her round, fleshy buttocks and tender, moist vulva were fully exposed to Ye
Cheng; a few sparse golden pubic hairs adorned her delicate labia. The somewhat experienced Ye Cheng gently
inserted into Frei's vagina.

"Mmm... Master... Frei is so shy..." Frei involuntarily twisted her powerful
waist , panting softly. "Ah... Frei feels so strange... Ah... So good... Harder..."

A trickle of vaginal fluid gradually seeped from Frei's vulva, her mouth uttering incoherent moans, intoxicated by Ye Cheng's
caresses. Under Ye Cheng's continuous stimulation, Frei's tender clitoris also became engorged and erect, yearning for her master's caresses.

The adorable clitoris throbbed with vitality as its owner's body writhed, like a bright red cherry,
arousing Ye Cheng's desire.

"Mmm..." Ye Cheng gently held the tender clitoris in his mouth, his front teeth gripping the base of the clitoris, his tongue delicately
licking the clitoris in his mouth.

"Ugh... Mmm... Master... It's dirty there... Don't lick... It feels so good..." Frey cried out,
her snow-white legs trembling as if electrocuted, her slender yet powerful waist twisting wildly, her tender vulva flowing with a gentle stream of
clear fluid .

"Mmm..." Ye Cheng spat out the cherry from his mouth, licking the milky white fluid on her vulva. The taste was strange,
but it contained the fragrance of a virgin. Ye Cheng used his hand to part Frey's tightly closed labia, and his tongue darted into her wet,
narrow vagina, sucking on her vagina like drinking milk.

"Ah... Master... I'm going to climax... Ah..." Further stimulation brought Frey to orgasm,
the pleasure from her genitals sweeping through her entire body. Overwhelmed by the orgasm, Frey unconsciously loosened her hands, her legs clamping together around Ye Cheng
's head, her hands pressing hard against the back of his head, her body curling forward.

"Cough!" Ye Cheng choked on the orgasmic fluids, trying to lift his head but Frey held him tightly.
Ye Cheng tried to pry Frey's legs apart but underestimated the knight's strong physique.

Damn it, am I the master or are you the master! Ye Cheng was furious, slapping the girl's thighs with both hands. But
Frey, caught in the climax, was no longer able to pay attention to her master. Just as Ye Cheng felt like he was about to choke to death, a gentle yet
powerful stream of water forcefully pried open Frey's clamp-like thighs. Two pairs of slender hands pulled Ye Cheng out.

"Master," Sanya and Louisa said in unison, each supporting Ye Cheng's shoulders, their expressions
full of concern.

"Slap! Slap!" Ye Cheng shook his head and slapped Frey's breasts twice. After the slaps, Frey's breasts swayed
seductively . Frey, her whole body flushed, was in a daze of orgasmic pleasure, a trace of saliva on the corner of her lips, her wet
vulva opening and closing. The image of that noble and elegant female knight aroused Ye Cheng's lust.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Ye Cheng slapped Frey's breasts, her plump breasts
bouncing , quite a sight.

"Ah... Master... It hurts so much..." Frey gasped, her breasts, red and swollen from the slaps, seemed to have increased in size
by a cup.

"Do you know what you just did!" Ye Cheng slapped her breasts again.

"I know, Master, the mare... the mare knows she was wrong..." Frey begged her master's forgiveness with tears in her eyes.

Ye Cheng deliberately turned away from the weeping mare and asked, "Luisa, is the branding iron ready?"

"Ready, Master." Louisa pointed to a small brazier beside the bath, a red-
hot branding iron held in black iron tongs.

"Shanya, Louisa, are you ready to brand me?" Ye Cheng held the two women.

"Yes!" The two women nodded firmly.

"And Frey, Master?" Frey stepped down from the bath, her chest pressed against Ye Cheng's back, asking pitifully.

"You?" Ye Cheng turned and glared at Frey, shoving her away and scolding her sternly, "I don't want a slave
like never considers his feelings!"

"Master, no!" Frey, pushed down, clung to her master's leg,
tears , crying out, "Frey, Frey the mare knows she was wrong. Please take Frey the mare in. I don't ask
to be your slave, I only ask to be your mount, to be ridden, to be played with, to be spanked."

Wow! Recalling that campus goddess, the elegant and noble Frey kneeling before him without any dignity,
begging for his favor, a dark lust burned fiercely in Ye Cheng's heart.

"Frey," Ye Cheng cupped Frey's face in his right hand, "You really know you were wrong?"

"Yes, yes, Master." Frey nodded eagerly, her soft breasts pressed against Ye Cheng's chest without reservation .
Ye Cheng's thigh.

"Then listen," Ye Cheng said sternly, "from now on, Sanya and Louisa are your sisters. You must
obey them only while obeying your master."

"Yes," Frey replied. Sanya and Louisa tightened their arms around their master.

"Then I'll brand you as a slave."

"Yes!" Frey trembled with excitement upon hearing that Ye Cheng would brand her, completely disregarding the punishment he was about to say
.

"Alright, Frey, be good." Ye Cheng patted Frey's head, calming her down, and picked up
the branding iron from the brazier.

"Who wants to go first?" Ye Cheng waved the brand in front of the three alluring women.

"Give it to me first, Master." The lively Louisa stepped forward, proudly puffing out her chest.

"Where do you want Master to brand you?" The steaming brand swayed in front of Louisa's chest.

"Please brand my breasts, Master. I want you to like them more, Master."
The noblewoman Louisa, spoke lewdly, her words dripping with vulgarity.

"Alright," Ye Cheng agreed, and with a soft hiss, branded Louisa's right nipple.
Louisa's expression was pained, but she endured the pain without moving.

"Next?" Sanya took a step forward.

"Sanya, where do you want Master to brand us? No repeating, okay?"

"Master, you decide," Sanya said shyly in a soft voice.

"Then I'll brand you here." Ye Cheng branded the skin between Sanya's navel and her vulva
.

"Thank you, Master," Sanya said tearfully.

"As for Frey," Ye Cheng glanced at Frey, "raise your buttocks."

"Yes."

Overall, it was acceptable, but the training of the female characters wasn't described in much detail, especially the female fire mage, whose training was only mentioned briefly, so it needed improvement. Finally, I'm still looking forward to the next chapter. The principles of training are perfectly natural, and the writing is superb. The sex scenes made me want to ejaculate immediately. I really can't wait for the next one. Great, support the author!!! Great, support the author!!! Great, support the author!!! Does anyone know what the original text was for those two lines of garbled text?

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