[The Legend of La] Episodes 1-16 [The Entity of the River Map] Author: Xiao Jiu

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Character Introductions:

Ra: The protagonist, a zero-rank necromancer who aspires to become a necromancer but is a pitiful
child with zero magical power.

Larena: Leader of the Soul Cult, who died during the Soul Protection Movement.

Kali Yachin: Archmage, Headmistress of Talon Magic Academy, Ra's foster mother, strict, not good at expressing
emotions, a devout believer.

Gureif Yachin: Intermediate mage, Ra's second older sister, willful, likes white. Abel Yachin

: Unemployed, Ra's eldest sister, a widow, gentle and virtuous, very caring towards Ra.

Chils: Intermediate earth mage, honest, dreams of becoming a royal knight. Elimis

: Half-elf, academy laboratory administrator, contributed elemental bombs in the Battle of Alamit
, and later quietly remained in the laboratory.

Sophia Biani: Second princess of Nani, the largest kingdom in the Holy War Alliance Duchy.

Ancia: A diviner at the academy, a gambler, hiding in the academy to escape her creditors.

Synopsis:

Seventeen-year-old La is a pitiful boy completely unable to gather magical elements, but he has two
busty older sisters with contrasting personalities, and even his adoptive mother has large breasts.

During a conversation with Alice, La and Alice reach a deal: La will
exchange his semen for Larena's rolling mill. In return, Alice performs oral sex on him multiple times and even gets blown up.

Alice's true purpose is to use La's semen to awaken a dormant lustful insect…

To pass her mage proficiency test, Gureve takes La to the cemetery at night, but they accidentally
break a spell, releasing the evil spirit that once raped and murdered the count's wife and daughter!

Unable to participate in the monster hunt, La is left to languish at the academy. Then, an accident occurs: Gureve falls into
a Bat-Wolf Dragon's cave.

To rescue Gureve, La takes a D3 magic potion, forcibly uses dark magic, and finally demands that
his second sister have sex with him to summon a bone dragon!

Prologue: The Protection of Souls

On June 3rd, 305 AD, the Soul Protectors, led by the Holy See, gathered on
the Alamit Plain, at the border of the three kingdoms of Talon, Bianni, and Yakuts. The following day,
they launched the Soul Protection Movement against the Soul Cult, a predominantly demon-based sect within Yakuts. All cult members were executed, and the remaining members escorted several core members to
the Fallen Temple in the northeast of the Xize Continent, hoping to gain the protection of the Fallen God.

"Our cult only operates in Yakuts. Does that interfere with the rule of your Holy See?"
A beautiful woman in black stood before the Fallen Temple, clutching her chest. Her face was pale, and her body was bruised from magic and melee
weapon wounds. Her eyes were filled with rage as she stared at the thousands of people before her. They had practically
surrounded the entire Fallen Temple, determined not to let a single cult member escape!

At this moment, a female mage dressed in a purple magic robe and holding a magic staff inlaid with amethyst stepped forward.
Judging from her attire and staff, she was at least a high-ranking archmage. Looking at the beautiful woman in black, she shouted, "Larena
, your Soul Cult has recruited almost every necromancer on the continent, preaching the immortality of the soul, which
is completely contrary to the beliefs of the Holy See. You summon the spirits of the dead from hell, driving and enslaving them, and even
digging up rotting corpses from their graves. All your actions have angered the great god, and divine decree has instructed the Holy
See to punish you!"

"Heh, things have come to this point, say whatever you want. It's just a pity that we demons haven't truly become powerful yet
, otherwise you would never be able to return home!" With a low growl, the heavily injured Larena raised her arms high
and chanted, "Great God of Destruction Satan, grant me the power of destruction! When the dead begin to lament, when the earth
begins to tremble, bring all the souls that submit to your rule to hell!"

The corpses of the cultists lying near this fallen temple all stood up, wailing and weeping,
moving like zombies toward the Soul Protectors standing together.

Thinking Larena was about to unleash a fourth-tier dark magic, the female mage's
eyes turned cold upon seeing the stiffness of the standing skeletons. She immediately raised her amethyst staff high and chanted, "Great Thunder God Thor, Kali
Ajin begs for the power to judge evil, that this dark land may be enveloped in your divine radiance, and ten thousand bolts
of lightning!"

As soon as Kali finished speaking, the once star-studded sky was completely obscured by suffocating dark clouds, and
ten thousand bolts of lightning struck down, heading straight for Larena!

Struck by the lightning, black smoke billowed from Larena's shoulder, emitting a burnt smell. She turned and ran into the temple
.

"It's bone manipulation, everyone don't need to worry, they have no attack power at all, just disperse them!" Kali
warned everyone, raising her staff and rushing into the temple.

As Carly entered, Larena, considered the incarnation of the fallen goddess Mayami, was kneeling before
an infant, less than a month old, sleeping soundly. The baby was completely unaware that his homeland
had been ravaged and devastated.

Larena removed the black crystal necklace from her chest and placed it around the baby's neck, murmuring, "My soul is with you
, my baby." She leaned down and kissed the baby's rosy cheek, whispering, "This decaying body
can no longer bear the sorrow of the soul. Grant me the power to strip, separate! Wailing soul!"

Her hand pressed against her breast, her body trembling, as she forcibly pulled the eerie blue soul from her body.
At the moment of separation, heartbreaking tears streamed down Larena's face, dripping onto the baby's delicate, still-childlike lips.

Simultaneously, the black crystal necklace emitted a blinding light, drawing Larena's soul into the necklace.

When Carly approached Larena, Larena was already a cold corpse.

Carly looked at the baby boy on the ground, crying and sucking his fingers. She bent down and picked him up, staring intently
into his pupils—black! The symbol of the demon race!

Carly placed her fingers on the baby's forehead, about to chant a life-saving spell, when the baby, who had been wailing
, stopped crying and let out a clear, giggling laugh. He reached out his tiny hand, groping Carly's cold fingertips
.

Carly gave a self-deprecating, bitter smile, then revealed a captivating smile from the bottom of her heart, whispering in a
voice only a baby could hear, "He's still just a child after all!"

Episode 1: The Busty Family

"The Soul Guardians, led by Headmistress Carly Yachin of Talon Magic Academy, successfully annihilated the Soul Cult...
" A blonde girl in a pure white halter-neck dress sat cross-legged on the steps, her
shapely thighs encased in white stockings. She glared sternly at the yawning black-haired boy, angrily saying, "
La, I'm telling you about Mom's glorious history, can't you listen carefully? If you don't pay attention, I
won't teach you necromancy! Honestly, nobody in this academy wants to learn this weird magic, why do you
insist on learning it? As your second sister, I have the right to suspect you want to become a follower of the Soul Cult!"

The black-haired boy, La, yawned again, his brown eyes casually darting around. He looked quite ordinary,
wearing a pure white magic robe, but the striking azure necklace around his neck was a rare
black crystal. The boy yawned repeatedly and said, "What can I do, Gureve? I just want to become a necromancer
. Anyway, since the Soul Cult was destroyed, Talon still recognizes necromancers, and our academy still
has this profession, right?"

“Call me sister or Sister Gureif, don’t call me by my first name, you rude thing to do! Let me tell you
, when a magician and a necromancer stand together, everyone looks at the necromancer with resentment
and the magician with envy. The reason is simple: necromancers are undead who enslave people, which is an
extremely immoral act! Besides, this profession is only an obligation in our academy. Don’t think your mother is
really open-minded. Also, since you’re the only one practicing necromancy, I really want you to practice something else as soon as possible.
At least you won’t be isolated, and it would be better to practice with everyone, wouldn’t it? I’m already a second-year student, and I’m usually very
busy. Now I have to be your mentor, it’s pathetic!”

La stood up, stretched, and her slightly black hair, which partially obscured her eyes, swayed in the breeze
. Looking at her older sister, who was just over eighteen and exuded youthful energy, La chuckled,
“That’s what makes it unique! If everyone walks the same path as everyone else, how can we create anything new?”

"I don't want to argue with you. Hurry up, I haven't finished reading yet. Sit still and I'll teach you the Netherworld
Technique later!" Gureif said impatiently.

"Sister, don't just read from the book. I've actually read all of this. Just tell me why the
Yakuts Empire didn't stop the Soul Guardians back then," Gureif said. Since Gureif was sitting and La was standing, and Gureif was looking down at
the book, her thin neckline naturally separated from her snow-white skin, revealing a third of her seemingly 33F full breasts
. La could even see the faint areolas covered by her lace bra.

Seeing this tempting glimpse, La almost had a nosebleed and quickly turned away, not daring to look anymore. But
the naivety of seventeen-year-olds always made him want to continue peeking.

Although Gureif wasn't his biological sister, it was still impolite to keep peeking at her breasts like a pervert . Speaking of which, Dean Carly was only La's adoptive mother; Carly had never told him
who his biological parents were . 　　“That’s how it is,” Gureif stood up, beaming. “Back then, Yakuts was a desolate place, and the demons there weren’t strong. So, the Soul Cult in their territory was naturally doomed. It ’s only in recent years that the demons have suddenly become powerful, even establishing an empire, which is now the strongest. To expand their territory, they clashed with four countries on the left side of the Xize Continent a few years ago. Because they were too strong , Talon, Laurent, Blaise, and Bianni formed the Holy War Alliance Duchy to jointly resist Yakuts’ war and aggression. Last year, Yakuts was defeated in the Battle of the Alamit Plains, and only then did they become a bit more subdued. And the person who contributed the most in that battle was the laboratory administrator, Alice!” 　　“If they had been strong back then, the Soul Guardians probably wouldn’t have been able to destroy the Soul Cult, right?” Laho asked curiously. 　　“Of course, but that’s history. There are no ‘what ifs.’ I heard there’s a new Soul Cult now, but it’s not as powerful as before. I guess if it became too powerful, it would suffer divine punishment. Anyway, their existence is contrary to the gods ,” Gureif said, tapping Ra’s forehead with her book as she walked up to him. “You should learn first-tier dark magic first, instead of letting your mind wander in the clouds all day. Okay, I’ll teach you Netherworld Spell now.” Gureif looked left and right, then said, “It’s broad daylight, and there don’t seem to be many souls to summon. Looks like I’ll have to go to the lab .” 　　“Can’t Netherworld Spell be used during the day?” Ra retorted. 　　“With your magic power practically zero, do you think you can use Netherworld Spell without a magic circle? ” Gureif rolled her eyes at Ra and walked away. 　　“My magic has always been so weak, I can’t help it,” La said somewhat dejectedly , following behind her second sister. She kept glancing at the two mounds of flesh on the woman’s buttocks that jiggled with her steps, but was afraid her sister would find out she was fantasizing about her, so her face flushed slightly. 　　A gust of wind blew, and Gureif’s thin sundress billowed up, revealing white panties covering her shapely buttocks to La . 　　“White panties!” La exclaimed. 　　Gureif clutched the hem of her skirt, turned around, glared at La, and snapped, “You damned thing! If you keep talking nonsense, I ’ll tell Mom you were spying on me!” 　　“It wasn’t me spying on you, it was the wind that was spying on you, I was just passing by,” La shrugged innocently , recalling the area between Gureif’s buttocks that first bulged and then dipped, seemingly finding it very mysterious! 　　"Let's go!" Gureif stormed off, casting a low-level wind spell on herself. Ra could only chase after her with all his might; his zero magical power made the chase extremely difficult, leaving him drenched in sweat. 　　The current date is July 3rd, 322 of the year Xize, at the magic academy in the town of Book, the westernmost part of Talon. The protagonist is Ra, the headmaster's adopted son. 　　Talon is located in the southwestern part of the continent of Xize, bordering Bianni to the north, Slantan to the east and south, and Mount Brugter to the west, a place frequented by magical beasts that often harass the residents of Talon. 　　"Where are you all going?" A tall man, several times stronger than an ox, was waving a magic wand.

As he finished chanting the incantation, a cone of earth sprouted from the ground.

Gleph, who was walking ahead, didn't answer him, but La said politely, "Gleph is going to teach me
dark magic. We're going to the lab!"

"Oh, that's great! La, good luck!" the tall boy patted La's shoulder and grinned
. "Next week's professional assessment—I want to get the Advanced Mage badge! Then
I'll be the highest-ranking earth mage among the second-year students!"

"Yeah, Chils, Catherine will protect you. I'll talk to you again sometime. That's all for now," La
ran off like a happy rabbit.

[Catherine: Earth Elemental Elf King]

In the academy, almost everyone knew the honest and kind Chils. He had once used his physical advantage to
overpower a fully grown magical beast and cut off its head, instead of using earth magic!

Entering the laboratory and smelling the sour odor, Guref immediately covered her nose and asked, "Arimiss,
what kind of terrible experiment are you conducting again?"

"Shh..."

"What is it?" Guref turned to the other side of the lab table and saw Arimiss, dressed in a white robe, with a beautiful face,
gently holding a test tube, her expression serious. Her pointed ears revealed her half-elf status, and her
fair, delicate skin, more beautiful than any human's, was further evidence.

In the continent of Xize, almost all races despised half-elves; they faced
oppression wherever they went, and many female half-elves were even reduced to sex toys. Therefore, Arimiss was very
fortunate to manage this laboratory, perhaps due to Dean Carly's discerning eye.

Sweat beaded on Arimiss's face, her sapphire-like pupils fixed intently on the drop
of yellow liquid about to fall.

The yellow liquid dripped into the test tube.

*Pfft!*

Thick smoke billowed up, and Alice coughed several times, her enormous breasts, even larger than those of Gleif,
heaving with each cough. She sobbed, "The experiment failed again," removing the monocle covering her left eye and
rubbing her eyes, which were stinging and almost watering, she asked, "My dear Gleif, what are you doing in this
filthy, smelly place?"

"I brought Ra to practice my psychic abilities. Is now a convenient time?"

"As long as it's convenient for you. Just don't scare you," Alice said
, smiling faintly at the belated Ra. "You were just a little kid back then, and now you're all grown up. Time
flies."

"What are you doing?" Ra asked.

"How rude!" Gleif scolded. "Calling someone by their first name is the most impolite thing to do. You should call them Miss Alice
, or Administrator, understand?"

"I didn't use any titles!" Ra retorted.

"Hehe, looks like you two still bicker quite often. It's rare to see siblings like this; you should be considerate of each other. I still have
experiments to do, so I can't chat with you," Alice muttered, stretching her arms. "I was so focused just now, my bones
are practically rusting. I'm going to get a glass of whiskey, do you want some?"

"Thanks, no thanks, we're not thirsty yet," Guref smiled and pulled La towards
the magic circle located in the corner of the lab.

Most magic circles are set up in spacious areas, this one was quite special.
It had been there thirteen years ago, specifically prepared for La, so that this guy with zero magic power
could gain a limited amount of magical power through the magic circle's power. Of course, once he left the magic circle, the magical power would disappear.

La stood in the center of the magic circle, and a pale yellow light rose from it. La immediately felt energized and
couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.

Gureif turned to the page about Necromancy and asked, "Ra, do you know how many times I've taught you this lowest-
level dark magic?"

"I can't even count with my fingers and toes," Ra laughed.

"You couldn't count even if you plucked all the hairs off your body!" Gureif shouted.

Alice, who was walking in carrying a glass of whiskey, spat it out upon hearing this. Wiping
her mouth, she asked, "Gureif, maybe you could give it a try. I guess the hairs down there would be enough."

Gureif didn't answer Alice but stared at Ra, disdainfully saying, "At least you've memorized the incantation,
right?"

"Yes, by the way, sister, what rank of necromancer am I now?"

Gureif made an "O" sign with her hands.

"Impossible. No matter the class, everyone starts at rank one. Why am I rank zero?" Ra
was clearly dissatisfied.

"First-tier necromancer requires mastering Netherworld Spells," Gureif said impatiently. "You can't even master that. What face do you have
to call yourself a first-tier necromancer?"

"Fine, then I'll consider you a zero-tier necromancer. You're unprecedented," La
shrugged, looking somewhat helpless.

Elemis, leaning against the shelf watching the two siblings, had a strange look in her eyes. She stared at La with an
unusual smile, then quickly regained her composure, hiccuped, and continued with her own business.

"O wretched spirits hiding in the darkness, heed the call of my lord, appear!" La chanted.

There was no response.

"O wretched spirits hiding in the darkness, heed the call of my lord, appear!" La chanted again
.

Still, there was no response.

A little impatient, Gureif shouted, "Meditate first, feel the flow of dark elements.
If you want to become a necromancer, and you can't even feel this, then don't even think about advancing!"

"Alright," Ra smiled, not discouraged at all, and sat cross-legged in the magic circle, saying, "Sister,
tell me again about the ranks and titles of necromancers, I can't quite remember them."
"Okay, close your eyes first," seeing Ra close her eyes, Gureif took out the manual and read, "First rank: Netherworld
Sage, Second rank: Bone Controller, Third rank: Advanced Bone Controller, Fourth rank: Spirit Captor, Fifth rank: Advanced Spirit Captor, Sixth rank: Dark Sage
, Seventh rank: Great Dark Sage, Eighth rank: Necromancer Emperor."

“Tell me more details.”

“I can’t do anything with you,” Gureif found a stool. “A Necromancer can summon undead with weak willpower
, but these undead generally lack physical form and attack power; they can only be used to scare people. A Bone Controller can summon
the skeleton of any dead person, but can only summon one. After the contract disappears, it can be summoned again. The skeleton attacks enemies according to the Bone Controller’s will
, but once scattered, it cannot be restored. Advanced Bone Controllers summon skeletons with slight self-awareness…”

After explaining the main abilities of an eighth-tier necromancer, Gureif’s voice was a little hoarse. She cleared her throat
and asked, “Did you sense the dark element?”

Ra didn’t answer.

“Could it be…” Gureif’s eyebrows furrowed, and she picked up her textbook and slammed it heavily on Ra’s head.

“Ouch!” Ra jumped up in pain.

“I knew you were asleep again,” Guref scoffed. “You good-for-nothing, don’t even think
about graduating. The day you die, you’ll still be a zero-level necromancer!” She paused, then stood up. “I
’m going to the church. You can meditate by yourself; you know the spells anyway.”

“Then tell me the spells for bone manipulation and darkness detection, sister,” Ra chuckled.

“Mom said you can only learn higher-level spells if you master first-level ones, so you
better study hard. Sigh, having a brother like you is the greatest tragedy of my life,
” Guref sighed, already out of the lab.

After a moment of blankness, Ra began chanting again, but there was no response. The
undead floating in the air completely ignored him.

Alice walked over, bent down to look at La, who was deep in thought, and smiled slightly, asking, "
What have you learned all these years?"

La looked up and immediately saw Alice's ample breasts, around 36D
, encased in a black lace bra. Being a half-elf, the color of her breasts was milky white, yet vibrant, making La feel
intensely hot. She quickly turned her head away, muttering, "Still the same, I can't do anything with zero magic power
."

"Hehe, that's true, but don't complain. You're a very hardworking child, and you'll definitely become
the Lich King someday," Alice ran her hand across La's eyes, watching her pupils change from brown to black
. Alice's smile grew sweeter. She ran her hand across them again, and the black pupils turned brown. Bending down, Alice murmured
, "Spending all day in the lab is going to make you stupid, but dealing with those potions is really interesting."

“Alemis, it seems you’re the only half-elf I’ve ever met in my entire life.”

“That’s normal. We’re a very unpopular race, but because my little brain is filled with so much
knowledge, I came here. Let me tell you, the elemental bombs I invented save mages the time of chanting
, and they’re all very grateful to me. So, people like me don’t go to the battlefield, but you can always find my shadow on it
!” Alemis said proudly. Perhaps because she had drunk too much whiskey, her gaze towards Ra always seemed
a little ambiguous, and the occasional upturn of her lips made Ra’s mind wander.

The season of spring fever!

Glancing at Alice's shapely legs, La asked, "Is there any medicine that can
increase my magical power?"

"Of course."

"Really?!"

"But I'm still researching it. I'll tell you when I have the results."

Having given La hope only to disappoint him, La was a little frustrated. He gently stroked the magic circle,
each engraving feeling so familiar. No wonder, this magic circle had been with La for nearly thirteen years
; it would be strange if he didn't know it!

Unchanging, day after day.

"Would you like some whiskey? Maybe it will increase your magical power," Alice persuaded,
already holding two glasses, both filled with whiskey. Before La could speak, she sat down on the ground and
handed him a full glass of whiskey.

"Mom said I can't drink," La shook his head.

"A little won't hurt. Today is prayer day, and the headmaster went to church. If you get drunk, just lie here and sleep;
no one will come looking for you. And, oh, occasionally numbing your nerves is very beneficial. Try it," Alice's
eyes were full of affection.

“Then I’ll just have a little bit,” La said, unable to resist the temptation of Alice’s red lips, holding up her glass.

“Cheers!”

After clinking glasses, La carefully tasted the whiskey. The alcohol content was very high, and it almost made La
vomit.

Looking at La's youthful appearance, Alice rested her chin on her hand and chuckled, "You haven't matured yet
."

"Drinking and maturity aren't necessarily related. My mother is very mature, but she doesn't drink."

"That's because the Church practices abstinence, and God once said that alcohol inflates desires, so abstinence
includes prohibition of alcohol," Alice paused, then asked, "Little La, what do you want to be when you grow up? Will you
manage the academy like your mother, stepping forward when the country is in crisis, or will you find a peaceful home like me?"

"I want to be a necromancer and travel the entire continent of Xize!"

Alice clapped her hands, "That's a great idea! But you should know that outside of Yakuts,
necromancers are disliked or even hated because they think they're ugly and repulsive,
spending their days with the dead. Some even say necromancers are messengers of hell. Anyway, there are many different opinions, so I'm truly surprised that you've maintained
this desire to become a necromancer for over a decade!"

“Anyway, I’m a very stubborn person, but it’s always so difficult. It seems I’m the only
person on this continent with zero magical power. Sigh, what a pathetic life,” he sighed, then downed the entire glass of whiskey
in one gulp, letting out several burps, his eyes rolling back, and he lay there motionless. It seemed his alcohol
tolerance, like his magical power, was close to zero.

Elimi took the glass from La’s hand and set it aside, carefully observing the boy who kept licking his lips.
Silk pulled down Ra's pants, and once his underwear was off, he saw the still-erect but somewhat intimidating penis.

Pinching the foreskin, he looked at the barely visible magical seal between the two testicles and muttered
, "If I break this magical seal, Ra will escape his zero-magic-power predicament. But it doesn't seem that
simple. That insidious Carly killed Ra's father, made his mother abandon her body, and still wants
him to live like trash. How sinful! Heh, I'll make you pay a terrible price!"

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When Ra woke up, he was in his room. Everything in his vision seemed to be spinning, and his head was
throbbing.

He closed his eyes and clutched his head, not wanting to open them, but even forcing himself into darkness
, the world still felt like it was spinning. It seemed he really couldn't drink alcohol. He

sat on the bed for a good half hour before finally getting up and staggering outside, finding it was already getting
dark.

"La, you're up?" A tall woman in an orange-red off-shoulder dress walked over. She

had long, slightly wavy, dark red hair, delicate features, and lace-trimmed sleeves that accentuated
the beauty of her arms. A gold butterfly-shaped ornament tied around her waist added a touch of ethereal elegance. The lace
skirt only covered slightly below her hips, revealing her beautiful legs encased in white stockings.

This woman, a blend of innocence and sexiness, was named Abel, La's older sister. She was 25 years old and
had married last year. Her husband died in action two months prior, after which Abel moved back to the academy.

From childhood, Abel had always taken good care of La, even sleeping with her as a babysitter when she was younger
.

“What a coincidence, Sister Abel! It’s great to meet you here,” La said in a hoarse voice, her eyes lingering
on Abel’s deep cleavage. Perhaps it was a family trait, but whether it was Carly, Gleph, or Abel before her,
their breasts were all so proud, much larger than those of ordinary women. La always liked to stare at their
breasts, though it was very impolite.

“I’ve been waiting for you to eat, let’s go,” Abel said, pulling La’s hand.

Entering the kitchen, besides Gleph in her white sundress, sat a very mature but
simply dressed beautiful woman at the table; her purple magic robe hadn’t changed much in over a decade. This was La’s adoptive mother, Carly
, a strict archmage.

There are probably no more than five Grand Magisters still alive on the entire continent of Xize, and as for Archmages or Gods of Magic
, none have ever appeared. The determination of these two ranks is extremely complicated, requiring assessment by a national-level professional appraisal institution, followed by
a consultation between a divine priest and the gods. If the gods issue a divine decree, then that person has a chance to become an Archmage or God of Magic. Of course
, members of the Holy See have priority.

Seventeen years ago, Carly led the Soul Protectors to wipe out the Soul Cult in one fell swoop, and thus received an
opportunity to be promoted to Archmage, but she refused.

Looking at La, Carly asked, "How did your studies go this afternoon?"

"Fine," La replied, glancing at her foster mother's bulging breasts before quickly looking away.

In La's eyes, her foster mother, Carly, was the most conservatively dressed, as if showing even a little flesh would invite unwanted
advances. La often preferred to be with her older sisters, at least they showed more skin
. I accidentally saw my second sister's panties today, and I'm still wondering what those bulges and dents are
!

Ah, the innocent little virgin, always thinking about things that make him impure.

"In a few days, our whole school is going hunting in Bruget Mountain, in class groups," Carly said with a smile
, stirring her sugared water.

"Then I can represent the whole class!" La exclaimed excitedly.

“La, you’ve misunderstood your mother. I want you to stay at the academy, but it’s too dangerous and not
suitable for you.”

“I’ve never been! Mom, please let me go just once! I want to see magical beasts too, and I want to be as
brave as Chils!”

“Good heavens,” Gureve exclaimed, “La, you really have lofty ambitions! I’m telling you, hurry up and
master your Netherworld Spell; you’re only a zero-level necromancer now!”

“Sister, don’t tease your brother,” Abel interjected. “It’s dinner time now, let’s not talk about that
. My steak tasted pretty good, didn’t it?”

“It was fine,” La replied listlessly, his appetite gone.

La had always been pampered by his foster mother, but the way she treated him—like cultivating saplings in a garden—
made him very unhappy. But what could he do? He was only a zero-level necromancer.

After dinner, La went back to his room to rest. Seeing his low spirits, Carly let Abel accompany him.

Entering the room, La lay back on the bed, his eyes somewhat lost.

Abel sat beside La, holding his hand, and softly asked, "Good little brother, what's wrong? Are you still
angry with Mom?"

"It's my own fault, I can't blame anyone else," La murmured.

"It's alright, you're still young. In a few years, you might become a very high-level necromancer," Abel smiled
, her eyes crinkling, revealing adorable dimples, her curled eyelashes adding a touch of vibrancy to her beauty.

"Sister seems to have always said that since we were little."

"Hehe, sister isn't good at comforting people, so she just keeps repeating herself."

"Sister, are you still going to get married?" La suddenly asked, gazing at Abel's mature face, slightly flushed by the oil lamplight
, feeling an urge to kiss it.

"That's an adult's matter, you don't need to worry about it."

"It's alright, when I grow up, I can marry you," La laughed, propping himself up and embracing Abel.

Abel gently patted La's back and laughed, "There's no reason for a younger brother to marry his older sister. Aren't
there so many beautiful girls in the academy? With your good looks, can't you find a girl you like? Alright, you should rest
now." "Sister," La gazed at Abel's alluring red lips, swallowed, and leaned in to kiss

her cheek .

Abel seemed to always treat La like a child, so she didn't pay any attention to the kiss. She touched La's
forehead and said, "You're still quite hot. Looks like you drank too much. Luckily, Mom didn't notice, or you
'd get scolded, hehe. Don't hug so tightly, you'll kill me."

"Sorry, I got a little excited," La said, feeling the soft flesh of Abel's chest pressing against him. He reluctantly let
go and said, "Sister, I mean it. If I become strong in the future, I'll definitely marry you."

"I'm a widow, a symbol of impurity. I can't even go to church. How can you marry me?" Abel smiled
, helped La lie down on the bed, and covered him with the blanket. "Rest well. You have class tomorrow."

Seeing Abel about to leave, La suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "It's too early. I don't want to sleep.
Talk to me some more."

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

“Let’s talk about your dreams, sister.”

Abel frowned, then chuckled. “My biggest dream is for my family to live well,
for you to settle down and start a family soon, for my naughty little sister, Gureif, to get married soon, and for
our father in heaven to bless us.”

“And what about yourself?”

“Just to live a peaceful life.”

“You won’t remarry?” Ra pressed.

“You little devil, what’s wrong with you today? You keep bringing this up. I have no
intention of remarrying. Of course, if you want to marry me, I’ll wait for you.”

“When?” Ra seemed a little excited, his eyes constantly fixed on Abel’s ample bosom. He really
wanted to strip her clothes off!

“We’ll talk about it when you become a Dark Sage. Although the accreditation body doesn’t issue necromancer badges anymore, as
long as you can cast forbidden spells, it’s fine,” Abel said gently.

“Then when I can cast forbidden spells, sister, will you marry me?” Ra asked excitedly.

“Sure, do whatever you want,” Abel said without hesitation. To her,
her brother breaking through to the zeroth rank was already a huge surprise, so she never imagined that one day Ra would be able to cast forbidden
spells, and not just one!

“Don’t leave tonight, sister. Sleep with Ra.”

Abel thought for a moment and nodded. “Okay, it seems like it’s been a long time since I’ve slept with you. Do you remember when we were little
, the three of us lying in one bed? You were so naughty back then, and you kept asking Gureif to breastfeed you, and
she kicked you off the bed.” Looking at Ra who was staring intently, Abel continued, “Take off your clothes first
, and I’ll turn off the light.”

“Okay,” Ra was so excited that his penis got hard. Afraid that his sister would see, he took off his pants and coat while she was blowing out the light
, hiding under the covers in his white underwear.

After extinguishing the oil lamp, Abel, who had gotten into bed, asked, "Why did you take your pants off? I told you to take off
your shirt."

"I'll put it back on."

"No need, I was just saying, it's nothing," Abel, lying down, reached out and touched Abel
's body to make sure he was covered by the blanket before asking, "Abel, you seem troubled lately
, is it because of your zero magic power?"

"More or less, I always feel I shouldn't be so bad."

Abel held Abel's hand and smiled, "Actually, I think you don't need to pursue so much.
When I was little, didn't Mom make me choose between a magician and an archer? I chose to be an ordinary person
, hoping to enjoy peace and quiet for the rest of my life."

"Then why did you choose to marry a soldier?" Abel asked curiously.

“When you get older, you have to get married. Sometimes marriage is just a contract. You’ll understand later.
You, after having a few drinks, start acting like an adult, saying you want to marry your sister one minute, and asking about her marriage the next
. Go to sleep now, so you can summon the cute little ghost tomorrow, okay?”

“Mmm, sister’s body is so warm,” she said, stretching her arms around Abel’s neck, her elbows
resting between her breasts.

Although La and Abel weren’t siblings, Abel had never thought of it this way, so even if La
hugged her tightly, Abel felt it was normal, just a little ticklish.

Soon, La fell asleep, her even breathing making Abel breathe a sigh of relief. La’s
mood had been fluctuating lately, which worried her, so she felt she should spend more time comforting La.

Late at night, La woke up drunk and stared at Abel's familiar face, bathed in the soft moonlight. He seemed
to have an urge to nibble at her, his breathing rapid. He swallowed hard, calling her name several times, but she didn't respond. La's throat
grew even drier.

Watching Abel's large breasts rise and fall with her breath, the deep cleavage she revealed made La want to bury
his head in them and enjoy it. He reached out, but stopped just before his fingers touched her breasts.
His heart was pounding so hard it was suffocating. He was torn between desire and reason, completely unsure what to do
.

On one hand, La wanted to explore the differences between a woman's and a man's organs; on the other hand, he was afraid his sister would wake up
, and he would be labeled a pervert. In Abel's heart, La was probably a very
obedient younger brother, wasn't he?

Torn between desire and reason, La ultimately chose reason.

Lying down again, embracing his sister, La felt something was still unsaid, yet he knew it was something he absolutely couldn't do
. Tormented, he couldn't sleep, his eyes glued to his sister's ample bosom, yearning to explore it!

After what seemed like an eternity, the sleeping Abel turned and hugged La, her bra strap slipping down,
revealing half of her left breast, tightly encased in a white bra.

La stared intently at Abel's prominent left breast, his hand trembling as he touched the soft flesh. Seeing
no reaction from his sister, La leaned closer and licked the upper edge of her breast with his tongue.

"Mmm..."

La quickly closed his eyes in fright.

A minute later, La opened his eyes again, his courage slightly renewed, and licked the soft...
The edge of her breasts exuded a milky fragrance, but unfortunately, the nipple was hidden inside her bra; otherwise, La would have definitely given
it a good taste!

After licking it a few times, La heard her sister's moans and quickly closed her eyes.

Abel opened her eyes, tugged at her bra strap, and then continued sleeping, seemingly unperturbed.

La dared not continue and forced herself to sleep.

Once La was completely asleep, the black crystal on her chest reflected an eerie, cold light.

In her hazy state, La stood among a pile of corpses, smelling the pungent stench of blood, and before her were many
people: mages, archers, swordsmen, knights, and even a bishop from the Holy See.

La often had this dream, but she didn't know where she was.

He reached out to touch the frozen figures, their bodies scattered like dust by the cold wind, drifting towards
the distant stars. There he would see a temple built of black stone, and a beautiful woman in black
looking at him with loving eyes. But when he tried to approach to see more, the dream would end. So often, La would stand
still, gazing at the silent woman in black. La wanted to speak, but his mouth opened and
no sound came out. Perhaps the only language between them was silence.

After watching for an unknown amount of time, a little weary, La took his first steps and ran towards her, as before. He

awoke, his eyes slightly wet, a pang of heartache in his heart. His desire almost completely gone, he hugged
Abel tightly, burying his head in her chest. Inhaling her milky scent, La felt a strange sense of security.

"Did you dream again?" Abel murmured.

"Sorry, I woke you," La whispered.

"You often had that dream when you were little, haven't you gotten used to it yet?" Abel asked softly, feeling
the warm breath that Larena exhaled on her cleavage. Abel seemed to recall fragments of their past intimate moments, and her heart ached slightly
.

"I can't get used to it. I always feel that woman is very sad, and I want to talk to her, but I always wake up from the dream
."

"Why don't you go to church to pray sometime? Maybe God will help you get rid of your troubles."

"No, I'm not interested in God. I'm a necromancer, God is my enemy."

"You can say that to your sister, but you absolutely mustn't let it get out, otherwise you might be strangled by the Papacy
. Even Mom can't protect you, understand?"

Chapter Two, Larena's Diary:

"I know, the Papacy's power is greater than the King's."

"Go to sleep, my darling little brother. Trust your sister, your future will be bright," Abel gently stroked
La's short black hair. Feeling La's erection
, Abel trembled slightly and murmured, "Maybe I shouldn't treat you like a child. You've grown up
."

La was completely unaware that Abel's words stemmed from his erection pressing against her thigh. Overwhelmed by inexplicable
sadness, he only wanted to drift back into his dreams to find the beautiful woman in black. Smelling the scent of Abel's breasts
, La gradually fell asleep, but Abel couldn't sleep, feeling a sense of loss.

When he woke up the next morning, Abel was gone. La got up, dressed, and left the room.

Normally, students shared rooms in pairs, but La had a room alone. The reason was simple: he was the director
's adopted son!

After breakfast, La didn't know what to do. She'd been supposed to have Gureif teach her
necromancy this morning, but Gureif claimed to have a stomachache and ignored her. La didn't like sitting alone on a magic circle
to meditate, so she wandered around the academy, looking for something to amuse herself.

Seeing Chils practicing earth magic, La went over to chat with him.

"How's it going?" La asked.

Hearing La's voice, Chils turned and smiled, "Smooth sailing. La, how's your necromancy coming along
?"

La shrugged, saying helplessly, "Same as always. I'm used to being a zero-level necromancer."

"Heh, your magic power is low; maybe this profession isn't for you," Chils grinned.

"Maybe I should learn from my sister and be an ordinary person. After all, not everyone has
the talent to become a necromancer. I'm the least suited one. Sigh, life is so frustrating," La sighed,
looking up at the sky.

"Excuse me!" a clear female voice rang out.

Suddenly, a purple-haired girl riding a magic broom appeared in front of La. Her feet touched the ground, kicking up thick
dust behind her, her face filled with terror. She tried to stop, but couldn't.

"Sorry!" the purple-haired girl cried out, crashing into La. The magic broom flew away, embedding itself
in the wall, and La was knocked to the ground, now perched on the purple-haired girl's neck.

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" the purple-haired girl cried in panic, her shoulder-length purple hair disheveled.
Her face was filled with fear, but she didn't know how to move away, making La feel like she was about to suffocate.

La felt like all the bones in her body were about to fall apart. Opening her eyes, she saw the white panties under the girl's miniskirt
, the slightly dented slit in the middle making La's mind wander.

"Are you alright?" the girl asked, still perched on La's neck.

La swallowed hard, stammering, "It's okay, it's fine like this."

"Huh? Ah!" Realizing her skirt was completely exposed, she jumped up, clutching her white mini-skirt, and
bowed deeply, saying, "I'm so sorry, so very sorry, my mental power can't control the magic broom yet. I'll definitely be
more careful next time."

"What's your name?" La asked.

"Her name is Sophia Biani, the second princess of the Biani Kingdom," Chies introduced. "
She transferred to our academy a few days ago. You didn't even know? What a failure! You two chat, I'm going somewhere else.
" Chies winked at La and left.

Knowing she was the second princess of Biani, the largest country in the Holy War Alliance Duchy, La naturally wanted to take a closer look
.

She wasn't tall, only about 1.6 meters, her breasts were probably around a 32B, her body was slender and bony, and her thighs were long.
A pair of purple crystal shoes made her look much more elegant. Her purple hair was very eye-catching, and her azure eyes revealed a hint
of fear. After exchanging a few glances with Ra, she hurriedly ran to pull out the magic broom.

Looking at Sophia's little bottom, Ra walked over and said, "It seems you've poured too much magic into it.
Let me pull it out for you."

"Okay! Thank you!" Sophia quickly moved aside.

Ra wasn't very strong; he always considered himself the type to win with his brains, so pulling it out was
a bit difficult. He gripped it tightly, braced his feet against the wall, and with great effort, finally managed to pull out the magic broom and hand it to Sophia
.

"You're such a kind person!" Sophia said excitedly, a blush rising on her youthful face.

“It’s an honor to serve the princess. By the way, aren’t you the princess of Biyani? What brings you to our
Talon to study magic?”

“Because this is the best magic academy on the entire continent, so I came here. I aspire to become an
outstanding wind mage!” Sophia said, brandishing her magic broom.

“Hmm, it’s good to have dreams.”

“And you?”

“I want to become a necromancer!”

“Ah!” Sophia exclaimed, dropping the magic broom. She covered her face with her hands, crying out,
“There are no necromancers in Biyani! Even if there were, they would be expelled!”

“Not in Talon, because the Holy See is on your side,” Ra bent down to pick up the magic broom
, admiring Sophia’s exposed, fair thighs. She wasn’t wearing stockings, yet there wasn’t an ounce of fat on them
, as if they were the work of a divine craftsman.

He handed the magic broom to Sophia, knowing she wasn’t familiar with the academy yet, and this native Ra
led her around, chatting and laughing.

As they chatted more, La learned the real reason she had come. It turned out that a month later, the Holy See
would be choosing a saintess, and only Sophia and her sister Shera were qualified. Because of this, her sister
Shera had given her a lot of trouble. To ease the tension between the sisters, Sophia had come to
the Talon Magic Academy under the pretext of studying, hoping that her sister could successfully become the Holy See's saintess so she could return to Biani
.

Knowing that Sophia was a kind-hearted girl, La felt a little despicable. Not only
had he spied on her private parts, but he had also frequently stared at her thighs. Yet, he felt it was normal; how
could a man be so indifferent to a beautiful woman? So he still greedily admired Sophia's pure beauty.

La spent the entire morning with Sophia. They parted ways at lunchtime, agreeing to
meet again in the afternoon.

At lunchtime, seeing that her second sister hadn't come to eat, La was a little worried. After finishing his meal, he ran to Guref's room.

With Gureif's permission, La went inside. Gureif was huddled under the covers, looking at La listlessly
. "What are you doing here? Aren't you going to practice your spirit communication technique?!" she asked. "

I came to see you, sister," La suggested, noticing Gureif's pale lips. "Should I call the doctor?
"

"No need," Gureif snapped. "Why would you call a grown man for a girl's problem?"

"It's all the same illness, what's the difference?"

"I can't reason with you. This isn't an illness. Sometimes it's normal. Go to sleep, don't
bother me!" Gureif huffed, turning her back to La. Perhaps the movement was too abrupt, because
a pool of menstrual blood on the sheet caught La's attention.

"Sister! Your bed is covered in blood!" La cried.

Gureif trembled, grabbed a pillow, threw it at La, and yelled, "Get out!"

Returning the pillow to Gureif, La closed the door, somewhat puzzled.

To ensure her second sister's health, La ran to Abel's room and told her everything, which made Abel
laugh uncontrollably. Abel took La's hand and said with a smile, "There are some things I shouldn't tell you, but you're an adult now
, you should know, otherwise you won't know what's wrong with your wife later." After gathering her thoughts, Abel explained
, "Almost all women bleed every month, and your second sister happened to bleed today. When a woman bleeds, she
's very irritable, and sometimes her stomach hurts, which is why your second sister was so fierce to you."

"Then why does she bleed?"

"You just need to know that she bleeds, you don't need to delve into the details. You'll understand when you have a wife
," Abel ruffled La's black hair and laughed, "Why do you seem so much more mature these past few days? Is it just
my imagination?"

"I've always been mature," La smiled and said, "I'm going back to my room to rest now, I'm taking
Sophia out for a walk this afternoon."

"Sophia? You're chatting with the Second Princess? She doesn't seem to talk much, she just likes riding her broom
. If you can chat with her, try to talk more, otherwise she might go back and say we mistreated her. Go on, my good
little brother."

"Okay!"

After lunch break, La arrived early at the agreed-upon place to wait for Sophia. To his surprise, Sophia was also early
. The two smiled at each other and walked out of the academy.

As they walked, La introduced Sophia to the street food and even took her to the Illusion Hall. The demonic
illusions terrified Sophia, making her cry. Helpless, La had no choice but to buy
Sophia the legendary magic cookies that could make people happy. After eating them, Sophia really smiled, not because of the magic cookies, but because of
their sweetness.

Because of the frequent monster activity outside the city, they were stopped by the city guards without passes. Helpless
, they had to turn back and continue wandering the streets, from west to east, from south to north, finally finding a secluded
spot to rest.

Learning about Sophia's past, Ra also told her about his own. It was simple; almost every
sentence was related to the academy. Well, what could he do? He grew up there.

When Sophia asked about Ra's biological parents, the first person Ra thought of was the one who frequently appeared in his dreams...
He saw a mature woman in black, but didn't know her name. He had told his foster mother, Carly, about the dream, but received no
useful information. Carly's only suggestion was for him to pray more at church.

They returned to the academy after dark.

Carly had intended to question La, but knowing he had accompanied Sophia, she didn't pry
. She simply told La to take good care of Sophia; she was the second princess, and she couldn't afford to take responsibility if anything happened to her.

On his way back to his room, La encountered Alice.

"I need to do an experiment. Can you help me?" Alice smiled, holding an oil lamp. Her jade-like
face appeared alluring in the lamplight, and her thin, red lips made La feel uneasy, as if
some part of his body had reacted.

"Is it possible?" Alice repeated.

"Oh, of course," La replied, snapping out of his reverie.

After opening the iron gate and waiting for La to enter, Alice locked the door from the inside, lowered the curtain, lit
a few oil lamps, and kindly brought out a stool for La to sit on, while she stood in front of La.

La couldn't help but swallow hard, glancing at Alice's 36D breasts.

“Let me tell you a very, very long story first,” Alice continued, capturing Ra’s attention
. “In ancient times, our world didn’t exist yet. Later, the Creator God created this world and gave rise
to two opposing races: the Light Race and the Shadow Race. The Light Race are angels, and the Shadow Race are fallen angels. After
a war that lasted for over three hundred years, the Shadow Race was finally defeated. The souls of the nine great gods of the Shadow Race were sealed in nine magical artifacts. No
one knows exactly what they are; they might even be a spoon, haha. Besides the nine great gods of the Shadow Race, the remaining
fallen angels were imprisoned in the Frosty Realm in the northernmost part of the Western Continent, guarded by the Dragon Race. A thousand years have passed
, and the Dragon Race has become lazy. Some dragons have even fallen into darkness and become Dark Dragons. With the help of the Dark Dragons, the remaining…” The fallen
angels successfully escaped the Frosty Realm and came to the continent of Xize. To procreate, they chose to
mate with humans day and night, giving birth to the Demon Race. The actions of the Shadow Race remnants angered the Light Race, who betrayed
the Creator God's principle of "Light and Shadow share the same origin, slaughter and destruction," and descended to the mortal realm to kill almost all the fallen angels. Perhaps
you think the story ends here, but quite the opposite, the story of our Xize Continent has only just
begun. If someone can collect all nine magical artifacts, they can unleash the nine Shadow Race deities, granting them
the destructive power to rival the Light Race deities.

Seeing that Alice was no longer speaking, Ra, who was listening intently, asked, "Does finding one magical artifact
mean you can unleash one Shadow Race deity?"

“I don’t understand this either, it’s just a story anyway,” Alice stared at the black
crystal necklace on La’s chest and continued, “As long as you drip your blood onto the magic weapon, you can make a pact with the Shadow Clan gods
. They must all obey you. Of course, you must have demon blood. If a human drips their blood
onto the magic weapon, their blood will be completely absorbed by the magic weapon, leaving only a dried-up corpse, hehe.”

La

swallowed hard and said, “That’s terrifying!”

“Do you know the characteristics of demons?”

“Black eyes,” La replied.

“Yes, it’s Black Eyes, the color of the night, the Shadow Clan who cannot be redeemed, hehe,” Alimis stretched
and laughed, “Look, the story has been going on for so long, and my experiment hasn’t even started yet! Ra,
don’t you really want that ‘Necromancy Beginner’s Handbook’ from Gureif?”

“Yes! But she won’t let me see it, saying I have to wait until I learn Netherworld Spells.”

“But with zero magic power, it’s impossible for you to learn Netherworld Spells, which means you’ll never get
the handbook. Maybe it will be the same when you’re in your coffin, am I right?”

“I knew that a long time ago,” Ra seemed a little disappointed, no longer in the mood to fantasize about Alimis’s mature and
beautiful body.

“If you can help me complete the experiment tonight, I’ll give you a copy of ‘Larena’s Diary.’”

“Who is Larena?”

“Hehe, she’s the leader of the Soul Cult and an incarnation of Maya, one of the nine great deities of the Shadow Clan.
So this diary is extremely valuable. Besides recording various levels of dark magic, it also records some
ethereal dark magic that requires a female body to activate. It’s incredibly precious. Someone once offered me 100,000 gold coins, but I didn’t sell it,” Alice
said proudly.

“Larena?” La muttered. “I feel like I’ve heard that name before.”

“That’s impossible. Her name vanished the moment she died. The people of the Holy War Alliance Duchy
would never mention that name. They probably just call her ‘Sect Leader.’ She’s seen as a symbol of evil
. But I heard she was a good mother,” Alice continued, staring at La’s necklace. “Are you willing
?”

La stroked her chin and said, “You’re not willing to sell it for 100,000 gold coins? Then this notebook must be extremely valuable
. And you’re willing to give it to me if I help you complete an experiment? That seems illogical
, or rather, this experiment is extremely dangerous, isn’t it?”

“Heh, you’re young, but your mind works pretty fast. Anyway, I won’t force you. If you don’t want to
, go back early; if you do, nod.”

La nodded hurriedly and said, “I really want that notebook. I don’t care who wrote it. As long as it
contains information related to necromancers, I want it, at any cost!”

“Very good,” Alice bent down and stroked Ra’s cheek, saying, “You’re really young. I’ve heard that many
powerful necromancers are hunched old men reeking of death. If you choose to continue down this path
, perhaps you’ll become one too.”

Ra stared at Alice’s large breasts, mostly covered by a black lace bra, and couldn’t help but swallow hard.
He felt a surge of heat in his groin, as if his inner universe was about to explode. The large breasts swayed gently with Alice’s body
, seemingly anticipating Ra’s touch.

Straightening up, Alice said, “Actually, the task you need to complete is very simple: just offer up some
semen.”

"Semen?!" La exclaimed loudly, jumping up and nearly knocking over the test tube.
Luckily, he caught it with his hand, otherwise Alice would have been heartbroken.

Seeing La's startled and bewildered expression, Alice covered her mouth and laughed, saying, "Seventeen-year-old La
doesn't know anything about that, does he? Or are you such a good boy that you don't even know the purpose of that thing down there
?"

"That's not the reason, it's just that your question was too abrupt," La tried to calm himself down
, sitting back down on the stool. He asked, "What do you want... what do you need semen for?"

"You'll find out soon enough. Will you agree? Or can you provide it?" Alice
raised her eyebrows, smiling suggestively, her eyes fixed on La's crotch, unsure if he was erect
.

“If it involves something truly evil, I cannot agree to it.”

Arimiss produced a dark gold notebook, which La glanced at the cover of. La tried to grab it, but
Arimiss pulled it back, saying, “This is ‘Larena’s Notebook.’ There’s only one copy on the entire continent. If you
refuse, I’ll burn it. Anyway, I’m not a necromancer; this means nothing to me
.” With that, Arimiss pretended to lift the lid of an oil lamp.

La was struggling with his thoughts. Looking at the notebook, he seemed to hear a voice calling to him
—he had to get the notebook. Seeing Alice's seemingly sinister smile, La gritted his teeth and nodded,
saying, "Being a necromancer isn't exactly a proud profession. Except in Yakuts, it's almost nonexistent in other regions,
but I just love it. So, as much semen as you want, I'll give it to you!"

Alice clapped her hands with a laugh, saying, "You're such a stubborn child, but I like it.
A person without the will to do so can't become the king of the earth, the supreme being of heaven. So, please take off your pants and let me see if your
little guy can get an erection. This is a very sacred experiment, you know. You have to be serious, don't let your mind wander."

"A little embarrassed."

"Then I'll burn the notebook."

“I’ll take it off,” La said, drooping his head. He quickly pulled down his pants and underwear, revealing his
limp penis, limp from excitement, adorned with a thick patch of pubic hair. The penis was very light in color, clearly
indicating its owner rarely or never had sex.

“Tsk tsk, how can I get my semen if it can’t get erect?” Alice grumbled.

“I was too excited, sorry,” La said with an awkward laugh.

“It’s alright, I believe you’re a normal man. Look at this,” Alice said,
lifting her robe to reveal long, slender legs tightly encased in black stockings with black lace
at the top. The stockings were secured with elastic bands, the upper ends tied to the hem of her belt.

A small pair of black panties covered the private area that had often filled La with doubt!

La swallowed hard. He had no idea that beneath Alice's almost-touching white robe
lay such a tantalizing area. In less than five seconds, La's penis hardened, growing
thicker and longer.

"Wow!" Alice exclaimed, "Small in stature, but that thing is quite large, tsk tsk
, much bigger and longer than average, and your scrotum is quite big too. Looks like you can provide me with plenty of semen.
And, I know you're still a virgin, so your semen will be incredibly pure. Wow, I'm getting excited
."

"What should I do?" La asked.

"Wait a moment," Alice smiled, tiptoed to retrieve a semi-transparent glass bottle, placed it on the lab table
, carefully opened it, and used tweezers to pick up a small, brown worm, about the size of a little finger.

She tossed it onto the container, poked it a few times with tweezers, and said dejectedly, "This poor thing has been sleeping
for a long time. I wonder when it will wake up."

La felt a little nauseous and asked, "What is this?"

“Of course you haven’t seen it, and probably very few people have either. It’s called an Artemis Lust Worm, living
in the Artemis Sea, which is the river that runs through Laurent and provides water to the Holy War Alliance Duchy, Yakuts, Slantan, and
the elven homeland of Kam. It can be said to be the mother river of our Xize Continent,”
Alice paused, then added, “Lust worms have actually existed for a very long time; they are considered ancient creatures. But as time has
passed, the number and quality of lust worms have decreased. Artemis Lust Worms are the rarest in terms of quantity, but
their quality is extremely high. They can make a woman extremely lustful in less than ten seconds, thinking only of sex. Of
course, Artemis Lust Worms cannot be cultivated, so if one dies, it’s gone. Most of them are
in a dormant state and need to absorb semen to survive, so you know what you should do, right?”

“Then what are you going to do after you bring it back to life?” Ra asked in surprise.

Alice put the bottle down, then lifted her robe again, her eyes immediately fixed on
the fertile soil of the delta as if drawn by a magnet.

Seeing his expression, Alice smiled strangely and said, "This thing has been dormant for too long, I don't
know if it will wake up. I wanted to try one out, but I don't know who I'll use it on yet. Let me tell you
, this one is bigger than the other Artemis erotic insects, and did you notice? Its whole body is
covered in golden soft armor. It must be the king of erotic insects. No matter how chaste a woman's vulva is, if it touches it, she will definitely
turn into a bitch in heat. Just thinking about that scene makes me a little excited," Alice licked her lips and laughed
, "Enough nonsense, hurry up and give me your semen!"

"You can't use it on someone from the academy, can you?" Although his penis was swollen and painful, he still didn't want
his momentary greed to cause irreparable consequences.

"Actually, to be honest, this aphrodisiac is quite good. It's like a catalyst. When it comes into contact with a woman's vaginal fluid
, it melts and stimulates their sexual organs, achieving instant arousal. It's not much different from an aphrodisiac
; it's for enhancing pleasure. So," Alice took two more steps closer, reaching out to hook her hand around the lower part of her arm.
"Ba," he murmured, "If you want a woman, all you need is a slut. Aren't you excited
?"

"Probably not," La replied, his eyes fixed on Alice's even more fertile triangle
. Though covered by black panties, the panties were somewhat transparent, and La could see two lips-like
parts pressed together.

"Looks like our little La is quite upright. Let me tell you, upright people can't become necromancers
. Don't you think necromancers are all treacherous and cunning?"

"At least I'm not," La stubbornly insisted.

"Hehe, forget it. Anyway, I already know that you will be very cunning and treacherous in the future
. You will be willing to betray everyone to achieve your goals and even challenge the authority of God. I'm really looking forward to it
," Alice withdrew her hand and pressed it against her soft vulva, murmuring, "This is
a place that many men yearn for, and it's also where Little La was born. Don't you want to see what it looks like?"

"Alice, I think you're acting particularly strange today. Please stop talking. Take the semen
if you want. My goal is to get the 'La Lena's Diary,' I don't care about anything else," her mouth was indeed hard, but her urethra was already
secreting drops of excited fluid.

“Maybe a little more today, because when you’re no longer a virgin, your semen won’t be pure anymore,
so I’ll take it,” Alice knelt on the ground, grasped Ra’s penis, and gently stroked it, asking
, “Does this feel good?”

Ra swallowed again, but said against his will, “This is just a transaction.”

“Hmph, a transaction,” Alice’s thumb lightly tapped Ra’s glans, making him tremble all over
, “Ra, you’re still a virgin, you don’t know much about sex. Once you get used to intercourse, the initiative
will be yours. Today I’m lucky, I can take the lead, little Ra, you’re so cute
.”

Alice increased the speed of her stroking, and seeing Ra’s somewhat conflicted expression, she increased
the speed even more, and more droplets of fluid secreted from the urethral opening, and the penis seemed to have become thicker and longer, the entire
glans turning reddish-brown.

A feeling of unprecedented pleasure made La groan involuntarily. Looking at Alice's
large breasts revealed through her low neckline, La's mouth watered.

"Hmm, not bad stamina, not coming yet," Alice licked her lips, opening her mouth to take
La's glans in.

"Oh, Alice, what are you doing?" La thrust his hips forward in pleasure. Having half his penis
enveloped by her warm, wet mouth was pure divine pleasure. Having never experienced oral sex before, La's nerves were on edge. When
Alice licked his glans with her tongue, La finally couldn't resist, letting out a low growl and instinctively thrusting forward
, his glans almost piercing Alice's throat. At the same time, his first ejaculation came out.

"Ugh..."

Alice's expression was pained. She had wanted to save the semen, but it had come too quickly, getting stuck in
her throat. She had no choice but to swallow it all.

Once Ra's penis had softened, Alimis spat it out, weighing it in her hand. It was soft like a loach
, very cute, and even trembled slightly.

Standing up, Alimis spat out a little remaining semen, the saliva-mixed semen
slowly dripping down her middle finger into a container.

"Ra, let's see how your catalyst works."

Ra was still enjoying the pleasure of his first ejaculation and didn't want to get up. Before, he'd only ever had wet dreams
; how could that hazy pleasure compare to the pleasure of being ejaculated through oral sex?

Wanting to see the power of his semen, Ra stood up, staring at the golden worm.

The two held their breath for a good two minutes, but the worm didn't move at all.

"Did something go wrong?" Alimis seemed a little frustrated, hands on her hips.

Just as La was about to speak, the long-dormant worm suddenly stirred, emitting a very faint
sound, and then slowly crawled inside the container, like a headless fly, moving aimlessly.

"The Artemis worm has no brain, so you can do whatever you want with it. It's probably the most obedient species
, but precisely because they have no brain, they were eliminated during evolution, and some entered endless
dormancy," Arimis said, picking up the somewhat disgusting-looking worm. "Its physical characteristics
are quite interesting; it wakes up when it encounters pure semen and dissolves when it encounters vaginal fluid. Perhaps their purpose
is simply to serve as a medium for sexual intercourse. It sounds rather pathetic."

"That kind of life is better off without; it's a tragedy," La chuckled dryly.

“Not really, at least they still have some value, hehe, I’ll show you how these worms melt
,” Alice chuckled, tossing the worms into a container. Her hand was already inside her robe, reaching into her underwear,
watching Ra’s penis while rubbing her labia and letting out soft moans.

Seeing Alice’s ecstatic expression and slightly lewd movements, Ra swallowed several times
. His previously limp penis slowly hardened again, pointing at Alice’s mouth at a 45-degree angle, as if anticipating
oral sex.

“Mmm…mmm…you’re hard again…oh…pretty fast…”

Alice rubbed her vulva with one hand while stroking Ra’s penis with the other, her breathing becoming very
rapid. Ra stood there enjoying the pleasure that was returning.

"Phew...it's so wet..." Alice's legs were a little weak. She let go of her hand, pulled
her fingers, sticky with vaginal fluid, from her panties, and waved them in front of La a few times. "This is vaginal fluid, you know. Women secrete it when they're excited.
When it's exaggerated, just holding her hand will make it flow out." After saying that, Alice reached out and pinched the
worm again, trying to grab it, but the worm instantly melted away without a trace.

Alice hurriedly wiped her fingers clean and said, "If I touch myself down there with this hand now, I'm probably
doomed."

"Seems a little excited," La laughed.

“But I won’t do that, don’t even dream about it. Time is running out, I need a lot more semen,” Ellie
said, pulling out a small bottle. “Your task tonight is to fill it up.”

The bottle was only about the size of Lara’s thumb, and roughly the same length, but filling it up was no easy task
. Lara’s legs were a little weak. He glanced at “Larena’s Diary” and was prepared to die from exhaustion
.

Sitting on the stool, Ellie performed oral sex on Lara again. The squelching sounds made Lara feel like he was going
to heaven. The pleasure was indescribable. After being a virgin for seventeen years, this was the first time Lara
had experienced the double impact of sex on his body and mind.

The first time he ejaculated quickly, but the second time it took him twenty minutes.
Ellie, who was prepared, held the lower half of Lara’s penis, preventing it from hitting his throat, and sucked hard, the semen gathering
in her small mouth.

After confirming that La had ejaculated completely, Alice spat out the drooping penis, pouted, and
spat out the semen little by little into the bottle.

Shaking the bottle, Alice frowned and said, "Darling La, how many
times do you think it will take to fill this bottle?"

"At least ten times, right?"

"It should be thirteen times. Usually, four times a night is considered quite a lot for a man. Ejaculating more might lead to
poor concentration the next day, and the quality of the semen will also decrease significantly. So, ejaculate twice more. For the next
few nights, you need to come to the lab and ejaculate two or three times before going back to sleep, understand?"

"I think it's been scared too much by you to get hard," La said helplessly, her eyes fixed on *La
Reina's Diary*. To obtain that diary that might guide her to become a Dark Sage,
La was willing to ejaculate as much semen as possible!

And…and the feeling of ejaculation was extremely pleasurable!

"I'll go get some brandy, I'm thirsty," Alice said, and went out.

La looked at the journal so close to his eyes, his hand itching slightly. He felt his mission wasn't finished
and couldn't open it yet, but surely he could look at the cover?

Thinking this, La got up to pick it up.

The ebony cover felt smooth to the touch, indicating it was a very precious journal. However,
the surface revealed nothing at all, so La decided to just flip through it casually.

Looking at the door to make sure Alice hadn't returned, La inexplicably turned to the first page. When
he saw the self-portrait of a woman who looked exactly like the one in his dream, La was so startled he almost dropped the journal
. Looking at the three words "La Lena" in the lower right corner, La suddenly realized something: the heroine of his dream
was none other than La Lena, the leader of the Soul Cult!

Chapter 3: Artemis the Pervert

The image of Larena on the paper is serene, dressed in black silk, her graceful figure fully displayed. The faint smile on her lips...
gives La a feeling of indescribable warmth. His hand involuntarily begins to stroke the paper, wanting to feel
Larena's body temperature and the curves of her body.

How many times has his yearning been met with tears; how many times has his running been met with shattered memories
; how many times has his shouting been met with the awakening of reality.

La seems to remember Larena standing before the temple again. Seventeen years... a full seventeen years... and he didn't know
who she was. He never imagined she would be Larena, the leader of the Soul Cult! A woman who seems so compassionate...
could be the founder of a cult. La truly can't believe it.

His heart aches, yet for some reason, the black crystal necklace around his neck is emitting a faint
light, seemingly responding to La.

Closing the journal, La sat down on the stool, feeling as if his heart was being gripped tightly by a demon's hand, the pain making it
hard to even breathe. He couldn't understand why he had dreamt of that woman, nor why he had remained silent for
seventeen years!

Feeling overwhelmed, La sat there blankly until Alimis appeared.

Just as she was about to drink her brandy, noticing La's unusual expression, Alimis asked, "Dear La, you
seem a little down." Seeing the journal had shifted, Alimis frowned slightly and asked, "How much of it have you read
?"

“I’m sorry, I only looked at Larena’s portrait,” Larena said, looking somewhat lost at Alice. “
I dream about her almost every few days. Every time, she’s standing alone in front of a temple, stepping on corpses—
no, not alone, but many people standing opposite her. When I reach out to touch them, they
scatter like sand in all directions, and Larena looks at me with that almost desperate gaze, sometimes
I even see tears in the corners of her eyes. We never speak, never, not even
hear each other’s breathing. Every time… every time I wake up from this dream…” " Come on, my mood gets really bad, and
sometimes I even cry. I really don't know what's wrong with me. Alice, this note is yours. Can you help
me get rid of this trouble?"

Alice put down the brandy, went over and hugged La, burying his face between her breasts, and murmured
, "Growing up inevitably involves hurting and being hurt. You'll understand this later. Don't think too much now. Hold on to your
dreams and keep going. Even if you get hurt by many people or hurt many people, don't give up. Many times,
trampling all those who don't submit to you comes at a great price, understand?"

"I want to know why I dreamed about her. Is she my biological mother?" La
asked in a trembling voice.

“How could that be? She’s a demon. If you were her son, you should have black eyes too, but your
pupils are brown, right?”

“But why do I have to dream about her?”

“I don’t know either. Maybe it’s because you want to become a necromancer so much that you dream about her. If that’s
the case, then take her as your role model and keep walking down this path. This path is full of thorns, and
you can’t just turn back whenever you want,” Alice kissed his forehead and continued, “Don’t think too much.”
"Shoot twice more, then take the note back and read it carefully. Remember, absolutely no one else can see it, otherwise
it won't just be you who's in trouble, I'll be too. Especially don't let your mother see it, she's a typical religious person, we
might both end up on the gallows."

"I understand, thank you for reminding me," she took a deep breath and nodded, "You can continue.
"

"You can't let women take the initiative in the future, men should take the initiative, but today I need your help
, so let me do it," Alice downed several mouthfuls of brandy, licked her red, wet lips, knelt on the ground and played
with the limp penis with her hand, teasingly saying, "Looks like it's tired."

“Hmm, it probably won’t get hard,” La nodded. “

Actually, sexual arousal is closely related to mood. You’re sad right now, so you won’t be thinking about that kind of
thing, right?” Alice stuck out her tongue and licked La’s glans, opening her mouth to suck the entire shaft in and
taste it. After sucking for a minute, the shaft was still soft.

To stimulate La, Alice pulled her collar down even lower, revealing her areolas, but not her nipples
. La stared intently at Alice’s large breasts, swallowing hard, his thoughts gradually shifting from Larena
to Alice. Watching those large breasts tremble violently with his rapid breathing, La
’s penis gradually reacted, becoming fully erect in just a few moments, almost plunging into Alice’s throat.

Looking at the penis that had regained its vitality, Alice lovingly stroked it, her gaze falling
on the magical seal between her testicles. She stuck out her tongue and licked there, asking, “Does this feel good?” “

Hmm, thank you,” La nodded.

Alice’s lips continued to kiss the large penis, murmuring, “I wonder how many women it will make
bleed, how many women it will make orgasm. I’m really looking forward to that day.” As she spoke, Alice opened her mouth and
sucked hard on most of the penis.

*Slurp…slurp…slurp…*

Alice’s mouth was a little numb from sucking. La had just said he was going to ejaculate, and Alice sucked even harder, her
head shaking violently. With a muffled groan from La, the semen finally shot out, indeed a little thinner than before
.

Spitting it into the bottle, Alice licked her lips and smiled, “Is it okay?”

“It’s very sore, maybe I need a rest,” La smiled awkwardly.

“Three times already, it’s really a bit much for you,” Alice smiled, shaking the red-hot penis, “
Then let’s do it this way tonight, and continue tomorrow night. Just make it 13 times, that shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“

Alice, I have a very small request.”

“Go ahead.”

“Could you…” La’s face flushed red, and she whispered, “Could you let me see down there?”

“I won’t make love to you,” Alice tapped La’s forehead, scolding, “You little kitten, once
you’ve tasted the fish, you want more.”

“No, just a look, because I’m curious. If not, then forget it.”

“For our little La, of course you can, but you can only look, no touching, understand?”

“Okay.” "

Alemis let La lift his robe himself, while she slowly pulled her panties aside, her eyes
fixed on La's flushed face with an ambiguous gaze.

When Alemis had fully pulled down his panties, his hairless, sacred vulva was completely exposed to La's eyes
.

The two slightly thick labia were slightly parted, leaving a pink slit in the middle, and a
tiny, engorged clitoris peeking out above, seemingly beckoning La's touch. But La only looked,
not touched; his self-control was quite good.

Seeing the clear, lustful fluid flowing from between the folds, La's heart nearly jumped out of his throat.

"Have you seen enough?" Alemis asked curiously.

"Sorry, I've seen enough," La nodded hastily.

After pulling down his panties, Alemis's legs felt a little weak, so she simply plopped down on the lab table, sipping brandy, and
asked, "Want to share your thoughts?" “

Your underwear is wet, you should change it,” La confessed.

*Pfft!*

All the brandy from Alice's mouth sprayed onto the cupboard. Luckily, the doors were closed tightly, otherwise Alice
would have taken all the medicine out to dry. Wiping her mouth, Alice rolled her eyes at La and said, “You rascal
, you should have said something complimentary, not something like that. I touched myself just now, of course it's wet
. But it's okay, I'll take a shower when I get back. I'm kind of looking forward to it.”

“It's getting late, I'll go back and rest now. I'll come back around this time tomorrow.” “

Hmm, take the note back and read it. I hope it helps,” Alice said, sipping her brandy again
, reveling in the hazy, half-drunk feeling. She glanced at La and said, “From now on, you won’t just be
controlling the dead like a necromancer, you’ll have to learn to control the souls of the living. That’s much
more interesting than controlling the dead, hehe. I’m a little drunk, just pretend I’m talking to myself.” Alice took La’s hand,
kissed his earlobe, and murmured, “Satan is with you.”

“Satan is the supreme god of the Soul Cult, isn’t he?” "

Actually, the members of the Soul Cult are all descendants of the Shadow Clan, while both the Light Clan and the Shadow Clan were created by the Creator God
. Therefore, the supreme god of the Soul Cult should be the Creator God.
It's just that Satan's power is more in line with the Soul Cult's tenets. Light and Shadow share the same origin, and slaughter leads to destruction. The Light Clan has long since abandoned this principle. Unfortunately, it's
unknown when the Creator God will awaken, or whether he will side with the Light Clan or the Shadow Clan. However, apart from the sealed
fallen gods, the Shadow Clan probably no longer exists in this world, and their descendants, the Demon Clan, can't do anything about it.
" Alice tilted her head back and downed a bottle of brandy, let out a burp, and murmured, "Little La, go back and rest
. I'll stay a while longer."

"Take care," La said, picking up her notebook and leaving.

Hearing the door close, Alice picked up the bottle containing La's semen, shook it, and muttered to herself, "La Lay."
"Na, this is your son's semen. It can awaken Artemis's lustful desires. It's incredible. It seems that
La, as the son of a cult saint, is indeed different from ordinary people. Don't worry, I'll guide him well. Hehe, I'm
a little excited."

He lit the oil lamp and sat at the table, staring at the book, *Larena's Diary*, without opening it.
He knew that when he saw the woman's portrait, his heart would become very heavy. To say that he had no connection with her at all was hard for La to believe. Could it really be that she encouraged him to become a necromancer
from childhood ? But why choose him, this poor boy with zero magical power? He 　　felt a little depressed, seemingly forgetting the comfort of Alice's oral sex. 　　After a long while, La gently opened it, looking at the woman, Larena, who seemed to be smiling at him. La's eyes seemed to moisten, a sadness welling up, but he didn't know the source. 　　Afraid of crying, La quickly turned to the next page, which was somewhat similar to... The table of contents was divided into Dark Magic and Void Dark Magic. Dark Magic was further subdivided by rank, such as Netherworld Spells, Bone Control Spells, Bone Spirit Rebirth, Magic Skeletons, Dark Barriers, Ultimate Forbidden Spells, and so on. Flipping through it, almost every Dark Magic spell was described in great detail, even specifying the optimal location, time, and potential harm. Every word was beautifully written ; even without seeing Larena's face, one could tell from her handwriting how beautiful she was. 　　Larena wasn't particularly interested in ordinary Dark Magic; what interested him was Void Dark Magic, which used a female body as a medium . 　　He glanced at the table of contents, turned to the designated page, only to find blank sheets of paper, completely empty . After flipping through it several times, the conclusion remained the same: this page only contained the index of ethereal dark magic without any detailed explanation. 　　Feeling as if she had been deceived by Alice, La began to grieve for the precious semen she had given away . Tomorrow night, La would definitely ask why the rest of the page was blank! 　　Gazing at Larena's portrait, La seemed to see a vibrant woman standing before her—mature , gentle, and reserved, like a mother—the complete opposite of Carly's strict teachings, wasn't she? 　　Hiding the notes in the bottom drawer of the closet, La stripped down to her underwear and lay on the bed. 　　Calming down... La felt that tonight's encounter was truly peculiar. That seemingly noble half-elf had repeatedly sucked his penis, told him secrets about the Shadow Clan and the Light Clan, and even possessed what was arguably the most complete record on the entire continent. Furthermore, La realized that the woman in his dream was actually the cult saintess, Lalena. 　　Turning over, La kept his eyes open, touching the black crystal necklace around his neck, afraid he would wake up from the dream again. 　　Kissing the necklace, La murmured to himself, "No matter how many thorns this path holds, I will walk it without hesitation." 　　　　　※※※ ※※※ ※※※ ※※※ 　　Early the next morning, La was woken up by his second sister, Gureif. 　　Still not fully awake, La rubbed his eyes and asked, "What is it?" 　　"I'm teaching you dark magic! Get up quickly, I need to see Shera later!" Gureif exclaimed. "Shera?" La was more awake now, asking, "Is it Princess Shera, 　　who might be chosen as the Holy See's saintess ?" “ 　　Mmm!” Gureif clasped her hands together, yearning. “She’s only twenty and already a Holy Knight, leading the Papal Knights, directly under the Pope’s command. She started touring the Holy Alliance Duchy a few days ago, and today she arrived in Booker , preparing for the grand festival next month. I really hope this strong woman can become a Saintess!” 　　“What about Sophia?” Ra asked in return. 　　Gureif paused, then laughed, saying, “Sophia is still a child, she can’t become a Saintess . It’s better for her to stay with us. Anyway, Mother said that once Shera becomes a Saintess, Sophia can go back .” 　　Ra’s expression stiffened a bit, saying, “That sounds a bit pathetic. Does being a little thin mean you can’t become a Saintess?” 　　Gureif reached out and touched Ra’s forehead, then touched her own, muttering, “She doesn’t have a fever .” 　　“Sister, I’m not practicing this morning. I want to go play with Sophia.” 　　“Are you sure?” "Greev is even more excited, shouting, "Then if Mom catches you, you can't say I didn't teach you. You have to say you're not feeling well and don't have any energy, understand?" 　　"Okay, okay, I understand," La looked at Greev's shapely thighs, seemingly understanding what that slit in the delta was. He even thought his sister might already be wet down there. 　　Not daring to fantasize about his sister anymore, because he felt a reaction down there, La quickly shooed Greev away and got up to get dressed. 　　After washing up and eating breakfast, La ran to the place where he had met Sophia yesterday to wait for her. She hadn't mentioned playing together today, so La was just trying his luck. 　　Soon, La met Chils, who often practiced earth magic there. He wasn't carrying a magic wand; it turned out he was also on his way to see Shera. Shera was one of the few young paladins on the continent, and even more so, a holy... As the Grand Master of the Holy See Knights, and a woman at that, Chies was naturally eager to catch a glimpse of her. 　　After exchanging a few pleasantries with La, Chies scurried away, humming a little tune. 　　Bored, La stood in a corner chanting incantations for necromancy, trying to gather dark elements from the air, but to no avail. It seemed her body, devoid of magical power, was indeed unsuitable for becoming a necromancer. 　　A dozen minutes later, a gust of wind swept in, and before La could react, Sophia, riding a magical broom, had crashed into her arms. Just like yesterday, she was perched on La's shoulders, revealing her very cute white panties. There was indeed a slit in her private area, though not as plump as Alice's . 　　"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!" Sophia cried out, jumping up and covering her skirt, bowing repeatedly. 　　La wasn't really hurt; at most, her buttocks hurt a little. Looking at the panicked Sophia, La...

She was incredibly cute, the petite, adorable, and slightly shy type, like a budding
flower.

"Do you practice this every day?" Ra asked, pointing to the magic broom.

"Otherwise, I have nothing to do," Sophia nodded, brushing the dirt off Ra's arm and
adding, "You can brush the rest yourself."

"I heard your sister is coming today. Aren't you going to see her?"

Sophia seemed a little lost in thought, forcing a smile. "
I can't see her until she becomes a saintess. I'm afraid she'll be angry, and I'm afraid of that awkward situation, hehe. What about you? Are you going to
see her?"

"It's just one person, there's not much to see. It's better to be with you," Ra chuckled. "

With you?" Sophia's face flushed instantly.

"Really? Don't you think we get along quite well?"

"Hmm...it's good..." Sophia's face turned even redder.

"What are you planning to do today?" Ra asked.

Sophia picked up the magic broom and exhaled, "The headmistress was going to teach me wind magic, but she went to protect
my sister, so I can only wander around the academy. I hope everything will be peaceful tomorrow!
"

"It will be. Then I'll be your guide and show you around," La muttered, stroking her chin
. "We've been to almost everything. Let me think about where I haven't taken you yet."

After thinking for a long time, La smiled and said, "I'll take you to Alice's laboratory. She does a lot of amazing experiments
. It'll definitely broaden your horizons and you'll find it very interesting."

"Okay!"

The two arrived at the laboratory door, but it was locked. They shook the lock, and seeing that it was locked, La could only shrug helplessly
and said, "Maybe she's still resting. Let's come back later."

"La, do you also want to see my sister?" Sophia suddenly asked.

"Oh?" La chuckled, "Looks like you still miss your sister. Sisters are of one mind.
"

Sophia blushed a little, embarrassed that La had seen through her thoughts. She lowered her head and murmured, "I do miss
my sister a lot, and I really hope she can become a saintess of the Holy See. I also hope to see her from afar."

"Well, then let's sneak out and take a quick look at her and come right back. I also want to see what a paladin looks like
," La said with a grin, revealing her white teeth.

"Okay!"

Having made up their minds, the two ran towards the door, but were stopped by the old man guarding it. He would let La
out, but he wouldn't let Sophia go out. It seemed that Carly had already instructed them not to let Sophia go out.

A little helpless, La and Sophia walked back. After a few steps, La whispered, "I'll go out first and
wait for you outside the wall. You can fly out on your magic broom, okay?"

"I'll try. If it doesn't work, I won't go out," Sophia frowned.

She strode out alone, then slipped to the wall to wait for Sophia. Two minutes later, Sophia finally
flew out on her magic broom, screaming as she flew towards another street, calling out Ra's name. It seemed
her wind magic was pretty bad, but still not as bad as Ra's zero magic power.

"Wait for me!" Ra shouted, hurriedly running along the street, afraid Sophia would get hurt.

Panting, Ra reached the other street and heard shouting ahead. Seeing a brothel,
Ra was terrified. Running over, she saw the shattered window and knew what had happened.

He rushed into the brothel, went up to the second floor, and forcibly kicked open the door to the room. Besides Sophia, he saw a
naked man and woman lying on the bed, man on top, still in a thrusting position, staring blankly at
Sophia kneeling on the floor, crying. Seeing a man suddenly enter, the customer hurriedly threw back the covers, cursing, "One
wasn't enough, you fucking brought another one! Take this kid out, you're ruining my fun!"

La didn't want to argue with him; after all, it was Sophia's fault. She helped Sophia up, noticing her
bruised knees, rubbed them for her, and helped her out. As she closed the door, she could still hear the slapping
sounds of their genitals colliding.

Under the unfriendly gazes of a group of customers and prostitutes, La walked out of the brothel and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?
"

"I'm sorry, I really can't fly."

"It's alright, with more practice, you'll definitely become a very powerful wind mage in the future," La said. After walking for a while
, they saw the pastry shop from yesterday, so La ran in and bought Sophia's favorite magic cookies, which finally
brought a smile to Sophia's face.

"How old are you?" La asked curiously.

"I just turned fifteen yesterday."

"No one even celebrated your birthday with you?" La's face immediately darkened. "For the sake of the so-called Saintess selection
, you can even kick away your own sister, and even spend her birthday without a care? What kind of
sisters are you?!"

"I'm sorry!" Sophia hurriedly bowed.

“This isn’t your fault, it’s your sister’s and your country’s fault,” La sighed, leading Sophia
forward. After finding out the location of Shera’s procession, they quickened their pace, though Sophia’s knees still
ached, so La had to support her occasionally.

Hearing the sound of drums ahead, they slowed down. Seeing that they were approaching, La quickly pulled Sophia
into an alley, hiding her behind her, and waited quietly for the procession to pass.

The orderly footsteps grew closer, first revealing eight royal knights, then
a magnificent carriage drawn by four fine horses. A purple-haired woman in golden armor held a golden sword in one hand and rested the other on her knee,
looking ahead with arrogance.

“That’s my sister Shera,” Sophia murmured, peeking out.

“She’s nothing like you, Sophia. You’re so gentle, but she’s clearly a tigress!” La
said indignantly. “If she had the power to become a saintess, why would she make you leave your home? It’s so frustrating. ”
"Yes, if I were the Pope, I would definitely choose you, Sophia, who is so gentle and considerate, as the saintess."

"It's better to let my sister do it, otherwise she'll be angry with me," Sophia's gaze became somewhat lost,
unconsciously pulling on La's hand, she murmured, "Let's go back, okay? We've already seen it."

"I knew I shouldn't have looked, it was pointless," La seemed a little annoyed, but mainly because
of Sophia, right?

Back at the academy, the old gatekeeper was so startled to see Sophia return from outside that he almost
lost his two remaining front teeth. Pointing at Sophia, he stammered but couldn't say a word.

"If you tell my mother, you'll have to go back to your old age," La threatened.

The old man covered his eyes, turned around, and said, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." “

It’s so much fun,” Sophia murmured, her laughter like the tinkling of silver bells. Her long, curled eyelashes
added a touch of maturity to her beauty, yet it was overshadowed by nine parts of her youthful innocence.

At lunchtime, Ra invited Sophia to join him, and she didn't refuse, following him to his
kitchen to eat lunch with Guref and Abel. Carly was with Shera and didn't show up, which
made the meal very enjoyable.

After sending Sophia back to rest, Ra also went to his room to rest, clutching the notebook. Normally, he could only understand
necromancy, but now he could understand advanced necromancer magic, even studying forbidden spells in detail.
However, zero magical power was an insurmountable obstacle for Ra; it was like a beautiful woman opening her legs, waiting for your
penetration, but you couldn't get an erection.

"A Bone Controller can summon one skeleton, a high-level Bone Controller can summon three, or even
the corpse of any creature, but it cannot have been too powerful in life, otherwise it will kill its master. The skeletons summoned by high-level Bone Controllers also
possess a simple self-awareness, avoiding overly aggressive attacks..."

Not feeling sleepy, La recited the incantations, from the first-tier Netherworld Controller to the ultimate Necromancer Emperor. Then
she lay on the bed carefully recalling the incantations for each tier. However, memorizing them wouldn't be something that could be
done in a single afternoon; it would take several days, even months, to release incantations as freely as Larena.

But even with the incantations for each tier, without the activation of magical power, it was all for naught. However, La believed that
one day she would definitely become a powerful necromancer, overflowing with magical power.

"Ahem," clearing her throat, La jumped out of bed, grabbed a shoe, pointed at the oil lamp in front of her
, and shouted, "I'm the awesome Necromancer Emperor! Forbidden spells at will! No preparation needed! My magical power is too abundant! You
disagree?" "I beckon with my finger, and your soul leaves your body, goes to hell!"

After shouting, La felt incredibly good and shouted it several more times. Feeling her throat a little dry, La finally lay down on
the bed and fell asleep with a happy smile.

In the afternoon, she accompanied Sophia as they wandered around the academy, then found a quiet corner to chat. La wasn't usually good at
telling jokes, but because of Sophia's reserve, La opened up completely. Sophia listened quietly with her eyes half-closed
, occasionally letting out a clear laugh.

Carly came home for dinner that evening, so La didn't invite Sophia. At sunset, La escorted Sophia back to
her room.

"Thank you," Sophia said, sticking out her tongue as she closed the door.

Entering the kitchen, Carly looked serious.

"La, dinner's ready," Abel called out.

"Sorry I'm late, Mom. What happened?" “Ra asked.

“Damn it, I almost made Booker and even the whole of Talon lose face today,” Carly paused, then
continued, “When the eldest princess was resting this afternoon, some fool broke into her quarters and threw several Artemis
worms on her bed. Luckily, Shera had a female attendant sleeping in her bed, or she would have been finished
!”

“Artemis worms,” Ra muttered, Aerys immediately popping into her mind.

“So what happened to that female attendant?” Gleph asked curiously.

“She’s been killed, otherwise I don’t know how lewd she would have become,” Carly smiled and said, “
Let’s not talk about business anymore, let’s eat. We have to go on patrol later. The three of you need to take care of yourselves and
each other, understand?”

“Yes.” After dinner

, La returned to her room somewhat absentmindedly, standing by the bed waiting for time to pass. When
the appointed time with Alice arrived, La finally got up and went to the laboratory.

The laboratory door was ajar. La called out, and with Alice's permission, she went in.
Alice was leisurely sipping her brandy.

"How was your rest? Are you fully prepared?" Alice asked with a smile.

"Why did you go and harm Shera?" La asked coldly.

"Shera? Who is Shera?"

"Princess Bianni, the one who will soon become a saintess of the Holy See, and a paladin."

"Wow, how amazing! A noblewoman, a saintess, and a paladin—she
truly seems to be a favored daughter of heaven, high and mighty. How could a lowly half-elf like me possibly challenge her authority
?" “Arimis laughed loudly, her ample breasts rippling.

“My mother said someone used the Artemis Insect to harm Shera. I remember you said the Artemis Insect
is extremely precious and rare, and this happened in Booker. Who else could it be but you?” Ra retorted angrily.

“It seems that although little Ra doesn’t have magic, her analytical skills are extremely strong,
far superior to those who conquer the continent by force,” Arimis licked her lips, took a sip of brandy, and let out a
burp. “Ra, you want to become a necromancer, so why do you care about so many people who genuinely hate necromancers
? Apart from Talon, the other three countries of the Holy War Alliance almost completely prohibit necromancers from appearing on their
lands. Bianni is the worst offender, with a law stipulating that necromancers entering their territory will be
hanged. Don’t you know any of this?”

“I know, but as a resident of Biyani, I should think about its stability. If something happens to Shera… ”
" Biani is likely to launch a war against the entire Talon, and then the Yakuts Empire will launch an attack,
plunging the entire continent into chaos. This is something I don't want to see."

"It seems Carly's strict upbringing has really been effective," Alimis said with a suggestive smile.
"Okay, I admit I did it. So, will you abandon our agreement and
return the notebook to me?"

Thinking of the notebook, Ra became angry and exclaimed, "The catalog records Void Dark Magic, but those pages
are completely blank! There's nothing there!"

"Little Ra," Alimis said, putting down her glass and walking to Ra, stroking his young cheek,
"I've heard that only those who make a pact with it can see that Void Dark Magic. Otherwise, if it spreads
, the entire continent will become a paradise of lust. Larena is a good woman; she knows this."

"Then how do I make a pact with it?" Ra asked again.

"That's not within my scope of responsibility. Anyway, you already promised me yesterday. You're not going to go back on your word,
are you?"

La glanced at Alice's deep cleavage, swallowed hard, and felt a surge of heat in his groin; his penis seemed to
crave something. "

I will keep my promise, but I just hope that if you're going to do that kind of thing, it'll be somewhere outside Talon, and don't involve Talon
!" La said coldly.

"Okay, little La, I promise you, hehe," Alice suddenly pressed her hand against La's crotch,
squeezing his already erect penis a few times, and laughed, "Looks like you were prepared."

"No." “

I won’t argue with you about this pointless topic. Let’s get straight to the point,” said Alice,
kneeling on the ground. She took out Ra’s penis, stroked it a few times, and seemed somewhat intoxicated, murmuring
, “It seems a bit bigger than yesterday. It seems that any woman who gets to be with this rod in the future will be very sexually happy.
” After speaking, Alice extended her tongue and touched the glans, making Ra almost unsteady on his feet. He simply leaned against
the lab table, enjoying the unparalleled comfort while staring at Alice’s full breasts.

Her tongue circled the glans a few times before Alice took the thick glans into her mouth, sucking it quickly and with relish
, while also playing with Ra’s testicles.

After giving Ra oral sex for half an hour, Alice finally made Ra ejaculate for
the first time that day thanks to her excellent oral skills.

Spitting the semen into a bottle, Alice began to stroke Ra’s limp penis again and asked:
"How's that notebook?"

"It's quite detailed, but my magic power is really frustrating. Without magic power, I can't cast necromancy spells at all
."

"That's true, but remember it for now. You'll need it sometime. If all else fails, you can just pin your hopes on
the next generation. It's impossible for all your descendants to have zero magic power, right?"

"Don't curse me!" La shouted.

"Hehe, just kidding," Alimis kissed La's smelly glans and asked, "Since
you're so righteous, why did you aspire to become a necromancer? Among all the professions, necromancer is considered
the darkest. Most people wouldn't choose it. Carly made you choose this
profession because you have zero magic power, right?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I'm a very stubborn person. Once I've made a decision, I won't change it. Maybe...
" La sighed slightly and murmured, "Maybe it's because I don't like being with other people since I have zero magic power
, so it's better to be alone. " "

The students of the academy will provide the four nations of the Holy War Alliance with outstanding individuals in various professions. If you cultivate
good relationships with them, it will greatly benefit your future development."

"I won't deliberately cultivate relationships, that wouldn't be me," La snorted,
his penis becoming erect again under Alice's kiss.

"This thing has quite a strong life force," Alice chuckled, opening her mouth to suck quickly again.

*Chirp chirp... chirp chirp... chirp chirp...*

The first time, it took La half an hour to ejaculate, the second time an hour, leaving Alice's mouth
almost unable to close. She spat the thick semen into a bottle, rinsed her mouth with brandy, and
then sat on the lab table, asking, "Want to see my lower body?"

"Even if I see it, I can't do it, so I won't."

"Such a precocious little devil, already eyeing me. Looks like I need to be wary of little La," Alice
chuckled, pulling La into her arms and murmuring, "You'll definitely be very powerful in the future." Smelling the sweet scent of Elimis

's breasts, La swallowed hard, reaching out to caress one of Elimis's large breasts.
The softness of it almost intoxicated La, but she quickly pulled her hand away, afraid of being punished by Elimis, and whispered
, "I will definitely become the Undead Emperor!"

"That's not enough. If your power is insufficient to resist the entire Light Clan, even if you become the Undead Emperor, you
will be crippled by them, or even have your soul sealed like a fallen god, living forever in darkness,
unable to find redemption, unable to find death." “

Light and shadow share the same origin, and slaughter leads to destruction. That
's why the Light Clan doesn't dare kill the Shadow Clan gods, but only seals them away. If all the fallen Shadow Clan gods died, the Light Clan probably wouldn't be able to exist either,” Ra laughed
.

“That's the logic. So only by becoming a fallen god can one avoid death,” Arimis said gently.

“Being sealed and dying are actually no different. If I were a fallen god, I would definitely commit suicide and send the Light
Clan to hell with me!”

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