【Forbidden for the Brave】(35)

Chapter Thirty-Five Argus (Part 1)
"This is today's lesson, still in your hands."
Riley nodded exaggeratedly, almost to the point of being bumped into. She took
the notes Argus handed her with both hands and waited for his instructions. After a few seconds, she realized that what she had just been told was
the final instruction, so she scratched her head.
"If there's nothing else, I'll go out now."
Argus nodded, watching Riley close the door and leave, a helpless smile on his face. A somewhat
rough girl, but still very trustworthy. She put her all into almost everything. If she had
a little more confidence, she could already be a capable teacher.
When the smile vanished, a coldness rarely seen on Argus's face appeared. He placed his hand
on the old notebook on the table. The original black leather had worn away, leaving a faint white mark. His fingers
traced the cover, and he could almost feel a trace of its former warmth. But Argus knew that warmth didn't come from the black
bull monster's hide; it came from the restlessness within his own heart. He was about to succeed.
In his moment of utter despair, the gods had sent the boy before him: Oni-Hunter Jin, a
human with an Eastern surname. Initially, he hadn't given Jin any particular attention. A boy who had fallen from the sky
wasn't enough to pique his interest, even though his unexpected appearance was indeed surprising. At that time, he
had no time to care, until about ten days ago, when things changed.
That night, the headmaster's magic shield activated to the Autumn Rain. As night fell, the dampness transformed into a torrential downpour, washing over
the entire academy. He sat in his bedroom, gazing at the rain outside the window, lost in thought. His notebook was filled with unanswered questions, so oppressive it
was suffocating him. This notebook had bound him for far too long; he couldn't understand what was missing. The
incantations seemed to mock him. Was it all just a joke? Was it all just wishful thinking? But he didn't believe it
. He trusted his own eyes; he had witnessed what happened that night.
A short, loud knock interrupted his thoughts. Who could it be so late? When he opened
the door, he saw a gaunt, pale face. Rain had twisted his already sparse white hair into
strands that clung to his forehead. The gaunt gatekeeper, Quirrell, wore a look of panic on his face. He was panting heavily, proving
he had run there, making his already emaciated face look as if he had just crawled out of a coffin.
"What happened?"
"Something...something...something's happened!"
Quirrell didn't explain clearly before leading Argus out of the room. He didn't seem to be joking. Argus
erected a magic shield and followed behind Quirrell. The rain was perfectly kept out of the shield, but the
water on the ground still began to soak Argus's shoes. After walking for a while, Argus slowly realized the problem
. They were gradually leaving the campus area. Further ahead, they would enter the school's dense forest area, a
forbidden zone for students, inhabited by magical creatures. Even high-level magician teachers rarely ventured
there. Its existence was merely a hobby of the headmaster. But Quirrell dispelled his concerns, and they
stopped before completely leaving the campus area.
They stopped in front of an inconspicuous building. Argus recognized it; this was Thorne Milott's magical
chamber, the personal bodyguard of the headmaster's son, Quills. He glanced at Quillo, who pulled a clear
lens from his pocket and handed it to him. Argus had personally given this lens to Quillo years ago. He had discovered Thorne's
chamber years ago and had instructed Quillo to keep an eye on it ever since. The lens was inlaid with anti-magic stones, allowing one
to see the truth behind the spells. He picked up the lens and held it to his eyes, a chill running down his spine.
A hidden door had appeared in the wall, now open, revealing a pool of blood
—a torrent of dark red blood that had almost completely splattered the building. Argus couldn't believe his eyes. The entire
building reeked of death. What had Thorne done while he was engrossed in his notes?
He slowly stepped inside, while Quirrell remained outside. He didn't want to recall the scene, simply
standing there watching Argus disappear into the wall.
Argus released a ball of light, the instant it filled the room sending a wave of nausea through him .
The stench, already strong, intensified as he saw its source. Severed limbs lay scattered everywhere,
a viscous substance—indistinguishable between internal organs and flesh—clinging to various parts. Even the once-magnificent chandelier was now covered in unidentified matter. Though
incomplete, Argus knew there was more than one corpse here.
Thorne Milott's gaze met Argus's, but now his empty eyes could no
longer display their usual arrogance. His head lay there alone, while his body was nothing but a mass of flesh and blood
. Thorne's abilities surpassed his own; few in the academy could touch him. Who was it? If he was dead
, then where was Quills, who was always by his side? This question was answered in the next second.
Not far from his head was Quills's fat face, but now he seemed thinner; after all, with only half a face remaining,
it was difficult to look any fatter than usual.
Argus now understood the look of terror on Quirrell's face when he found him. But Quirrell didn't know magic and probably
hadn't been inside. If he had known the corpse inside belonged to Quirrell, he probably would have gone straight to the headmaster. Argus
and Quirrell had made a secret agreement many years ago: the inconspicuous, gaunt old man would monitor
the secrets within the school, while Argus would help Quirrell solve some problems. Back then, Argus was young and ambitious, just an ordinary teacher, and
he aspired to become the headmaster. Until that incident, his goals changed.
Soon, in a red blur, Argus spotted a complete body. The barely perceptible
breath proved he was still alive. Argus slowly walked over and recognized
him from the blood-covered face: Oni-Hunter Jin, the uninvited guest. Had he killed everyone? But why? Suddenly, Argus
felt a surge of emotion in his chest. His pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze was fixed on him.
Jin's clothes were tattered, his shirt almost completely burned off. Although his body was covered in blood, several...
There were hardly any obvious wounds, but what truly shocked Argus was a pattern faintly covered by blood.
On the boy's left chest, a swirling pattern lay silently. This pattern
held immense significance for Argus; he had seen it countless times in that notebook, yet found no clues, until
time had passed to the point where he assumed it was just a casual scribble.
Argus heard his own heart pounding. This sudden clue filled him with elation. He even
wanted to immediately grab the boy and demand an explanation, but reason quickly suppressed his impulsive thoughts. In the end, he sent Quirrell
away, telling him he would take charge. Quirrell nodded as always; he couldn't wait
to extricate himself from this matter. Quirrell disappeared into the night without a word.
Argus frowned slightly. Quirrell hadn't mentioned his previous request again. He'd thought Quirrell
would bring it up again, but it didn't matter. Under the cover of night, he moved Ren to his basement, then returned
to the secret room and used fire magic to slowly devour the remains of the people inside. This revealed that the bodies belonged to
four people: Quills, Thorne, and two others, but Argus didn't recognize them; they were probably
just Quills's henchmen.
When the last trace of blood was wiped away with water magic, Argus breathed a sigh of relief. Although the room
was badly damaged from the battle, the absence of blood meant it wouldn't attract too much attention if discovered. Besides, this secret room
hadn't been discovered for so many years, so he shouldn't worry too much. However, Quills's disappearance would be discovered sooner or later, and the secret
room would be exposed eventually, but by then, even the stench of decay would have long since dissipated.
Rain and darkness concealed all the crimes, and Argus's plan was only just beginning. The next
day, he took the cleaned Ren to Niel's infirmary. Niel's surprised reaction seemed exaggerated, but Argus
thought he was overthinking it. He told Niel that he had found Ren unconscious on the South Campus and instructed her
to notify him immediately if Ren woke up.
He then informed the students in his class about Ren, simply stating that Ren was unconscious
and that he would be teaching them personally due to his health condition. On the third day, Ren still hadn't woken up, which made
Argus anxious. Jay and Ross met with him at the infirmary, and Niel told them that Ren had no external
injuries, and the specific cause was unclear. The lack of external injuries particularly bothered Argus. He had killed four
people without leaving a single mark? Or had someone else killed them? But why leave this boy alive
? He carried too many secrets, and all he could do was wait for the boy to wake up. Quirrell passed by his office in the afternoon
, seemingly to remind him of his previous request.
When Argus first started teaching at Sriland, Quirrell was the gatekeeper. It's said that during the previous principal's tenure, he was responsible
for various miscellaneous tasks on campus. His emaciated, almost skeletal body had miraculously survived, but beneath this unassuming
exterior lay a greedy heart. When Argus was still a regular teacher, he had witnessed
Quirrell having sex with a female student in the storeroom. At that time, although he was thin, he at least had relatively thick
gray hair. It was that encounter that led to Argus and Quirrell's agreement.
The rope on her hands and the gag in her mouth told Argus that the girl was not willingly having sex with this withered old man.
When Argus entered the storeroom, Quirrell was excitedly thrusting his filthy penis repeatedly into the girl's
tender vagina. The night brought a layer of tranquility to the campus, but in the dim candlelight of the narrow storeroom,
indistinct moans and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding could be heard continuously.
When Argus coughed softly, Quirrell shuddered violently, and in his shock, he suddenly ejaculated.
Thick, white fluid gushed into the girl's womb. The girl whimpered and twisted her hips, but
the penis remained firmly inserted deep inside her. Quirrell didn't even have time to catch his breath,
turning to Argus with a terrified expression. Argus, however, looked at him with a slight smile.
Quirrell confessed everything, almost trembling. He moved inconspicuously through the campus, so much so that people ignored
him. Students, teachers, and teaching assistants went about their business, while he, oblivious,
quietly listened to the sounds of the campus. From the cacophony of voices, he learned that the girl had a crush on a certain boy
. He wrote a letter using the boy's name and arranged to meet the girl in the storage room.
When the girl put on the Demon-Slaying Stone bracelet, which he had placed there beforehand, he emerged from the darkness.
The struggling girl didn't understand why she couldn't cast the spell. When this
ordinary man, whom she usually looked down upon, inserted his ugly penis into her body, she could only shed tears of humiliation.
She was utterly powerless, letting the man's thin yet powerful hands grasp and squeeze her tender breasts. His tongue
roamed almost every inch of her body; his mouth had a repulsive smell, yet her tongue was firmly
entangled by him, just like the fleshy rod wantonly pounding into her vagina—disgusting yet warm.
The man relentlessly ravaged her in various positions, from agonizing pain as she lay on the table, to gradually
adapting and lying on the floor. When she was forced to crawl on the floor like a dog, and the man entered her from behind, she actually
felt a pleasurable sensation in her lower body. Before entering the storage room, she had had beautiful fantasies; her dream
prince had answered her expectations, but things didn't go as she had envisioned.
As Quirrell lay there, his face ashen, Argus removed the girl's bracelet and
cast a forgetting spell on her as she sobbed. He needed Quirrell; keeping
someone who knew the school's secrets was more useful to Argus than exposing him. At that time, he craved power, and a substitute teacher couldn't satisfy his ambition
. His decision later proved to be correct.
The forgetting spell is a forbidden spell. Although it only temporarily seals memories in a corner of the brain
, it is considered an evil spell by magicians to control minds. Argus
learned the spell by chance. The forgetting spell can be reversed, but generally, if only a short-term memory is sealed,
it's undetectable, and no one would try to reverse it. The secrets Quirrell had collected...
As Argus's status gradually rose, he would occasionally grant Quirrell's requests, but only depending on
his mood.
After a brief recollection, Argus snapped back to reality. Since Ren hadn't woken up, he decided to go see Quirrell first. After
all, a suitable reward was necessary to maintain their relationship. A month ago, Quirrell had approached him, asking Argus
to add some everyday tools to his secret chamber. Several years ago, on the day Argus became the head teacher, Quirrell, seeing Argus's
happy smile, seized the opportunity to ask him for a magical secret chamber—the very storage room where they had met. A magical
secret chamber is a special space that requires magical power as a medium. A mage permanently consumes magical power when creating a secret chamber.
Although not much, the increase in magical power is quite slow for a mage, and permanent consumption
is extremely extravagant. However, Argus was clearly very satisfied with Quirrell's contribution that day; he and his secret had driven
the previous head teacher out of Sriland.
Quirrell had made this request to him several times. Because Quirrell was just an ordinary person, completely ignorant of magic spells
, and objects needed a
spell to pass through the secret room door, unlike people who only needed a whispered phrase. So, after all this time, the secret room still only contained a simple bed and
a table. If Argus remembered correctly, he hadn't been there in a long time; those
notebooks had almost exhausted all his patience over the years.
When he arrived at the storage room, Quirrell looked at him with some panic, seemingly completely surprised by Argus's arrival
.
"What's wrong? Why are you so surprised to see me?" "
N-nothing...what brings you here?"
"I came to see if you need anything. Didn't you ask me to add some furniture for you before?"
"Ah...no need anymore. How was it a few days ago?" "
It's all cleaned up, so you don't need to worry about it."
Argus vaguely sensed that Quirrell was changing the subject, and his thin face looked even paler now.
"What? Did you hide something in the secret room?"
"No! Nothing!"
Quirrell's flustered voice betrayed him. Argus snorted and chanted the password to the secret room
. A sliver of light flashed through the door of what was originally the storeroom. Before Quirrell could stop him, he pushed the door open and went inside.
Upon entering the secret room, Argus immediately sensed something was different. There were more items here than he remembered: a wardrobe
, a mirror, a tapestry, and even an oil painting. The painting depicted a woman in black holding a cat. She was facing
the lonely bed, which was now covered by a brown cloth. However, the sounds coming from behind the cloth made
Argus frown.
The first sound was a woman's moans mixed with a man's heavy breathing. Then,
upon closer listening, one could hear the slapping sounds of flesh colliding. Argus waved his hand, and a gust of wind gently lifted the brown
cloth curtain, revealing the obscene scene behind it.
One boy lay on the bed, his hands kneading the full breasts of the woman straddling him. Another
boy knelt behind the woman, thrusting his large penis into her anus repeatedly. With each withdrawal, Argus
could still see the first boy's penis inside the woman's plump, wet vagina.
"No...don't go any further...my ass is going to be ruined...stop...ah..."
"So tight, how can I stop? This kind of opportunity might never come again in a lifetime, oh...it feels so
good."
Argus couldn't see the woman's face, but her figure was very mature. Beneath her fair skin were
firm curves, and her plump buttocks rippled with each thrust. Her two snow-white thighs were full but
not fat, as if the fat was perfectly proportioned. Her slightly curly black hair
swayed back and forth with each thrust. She didn't look like a student.
"Ah...ah...no...stop...stop...ah...ah..."
The woman cried out repeatedly as the two men attacked her from above and below. The three of them made a series of "plop plop"
sounds as their bodies joined together. The woman's vaginal fluids had already soaked most of the bed sheet.
"Do you want to stop or not? Haha,"
the boy below chuckled, propping himself up and taking one of her pink nipples into his mouth
. He then began to suckle. The woman's back trembled forward
a few times from this sudden attack, her waist and hips forming a perfect curve. The boy behind her
held her firm waist tightly with both hands. He clearly had no intention of being gentle and thrust his lower body rapidly, letting his thick penis
relentlessly ravage her pink anus.
"How about it? Compared to your husband's penis, isn't mine more powerful? Oh, I forgot,
this is the first time your little asshole has felt a man's penis. That's a question Boss should be asking."
Boss, clearly the boy beneath him, stopped what he was doing with his mouth, his lips leaving her breasts with a soft "
pop," leaving a red lip print on her full breasts.
"Yeah, Teacher's pussy is so juicy, it's squeezing me so good I'm dying."
The woman they called "Teacher" trembled with shame, but
the pleasure from the two penises manipulating her body was what shamed her most. Even more shameful was the pleasure she felt in her anus
. The boys clearly noticed her change, and Boss began to thrust his
hips upwards, ensuring each penis reached her core.
Teacher? This word made Argus frown again. This woman was a teacher? He ran through
his memory in his mind. The black, curly hair was the only part he vaguely recognized, since he'd never seen a female
teacher naked, especially not in such a lewd situation. But even this simple thought made the
figure seem increasingly familiar.
The sounds of "slap, slap" continued as the boy's lower abdomen repeatedly struck her round, snowy buttocks.
Splashes of water constantly appeared at their point of contact—whether from vaginal fluids or the sweat of their vigorous labor, he couldn't tell.
"Ah! Ah…my body…is going to break,"
the woman seemed to have reached her limit. A blush appeared beneath her snow-white skin, glistening with sweat .
The water seemed to adorn her with a layer of holy light. She unconsciously began to thrust her plump buttocks, even though
she wasn't aware of it. Her wanton lower body was already diligently responding to the relentless manipulation of that thick penis. She had
never experienced such frenzied intercourse. Even the previous nights, that despicable old man, Quirrell, had only
been diligently working inside her vagina, let alone her gentle husband.
"Please…you…ah…pull it out…I'm going crazy…ah…"
The teacher's lewd cries only excited the two students further. They moved in and out skillfully, their two
dark penises thrusting in and out of her snow-white body. The woman's voice sounded increasingly familiar to Argus. He
turned to look at Quirrell, who was staring at him in panic. Could this woman really be Seril?
Seril, who had just lost her daughter? He dared not confirm. If it really was her, he didn't know what to
do next. Seril was also a high-level mage; his amnesia spell was ineffective against her. Kill all three of them? He began
to weigh the importance of her and Quirrell. No, he couldn't invite unnecessary trouble right now. The boy
was about to wake up, and his efforts were about to be rewarded.
"Teacher, you're so wet, isn't your pussy feeling amazing?"
"Ah...no...ah...don't say...oh...I'm almost...can't take it anymore..."
Bos felt the manipulation becoming smoother, the honey secreted from her pussy making her vagina incredibly slippery, but when his penis entered,
he could feel the constantly tightening vaginal walls. This pleasure made him feel like he was about to reach his limit, so he
manipulated her even more vigorously, letting his big penis explore every inch of the teacher's pussy as much as possible. The woman also felt
the penis inside her pussy getting thicker and thicker. She knew that the boy under her was about to reach his limit, but at this moment her
pussy was incredibly sensitive, and she even craved the hot, thick semen that was about to come. But her last bit of rationality still
made her plead.
"Please...please pull it out...no...don't ejaculate inside...ah..."
"Teacher, you're so beautiful, oh, have a child for me, for Sarah! Go! Go!"
As soon as Sarah's name was mentioned, Argus confirmed the woman's identity. He hadn't expected that she
would encounter such a thing so soon after losing her daughter. But now was not the time for him to meddle. He gritted his teeth, grabbed
Quirrell by the collar, and walked outside.
Bos could no longer bear it. He yelled, his fingers digging deep into Seril's full, round
breasts. His erect penis almost pushed his testicles inside, and streams of hot semen
began to spray deep into the teacher's uterus. The hot sperm poured onto her sensitive clitoris, and Seril let out
a high-pitched moan. Her body could no longer withstand the stimulation, and a gush of vaginal fluid spurted from her body
. She closed her beautiful eyes tightly in shame, her face flushed, like a goddess descended from heaven. The two bodies embraced tightly
, feeling the pleasure of the orgasm. Even the boy behind her stopped thrusting, enjoying the
sudden contractions and undulations in her anus. Argus, who
had left the secret room, could no longer hear any sound from inside. He punched
the wall in Quirrell's face and said angrily,
"What's going on?"
Quirrell hadn't seen Argus so angry in a long time, and this was exactly what he had been worried about.
"I...I saw Teacher Seril walking listlessly down the street a few days ago. I haven't been with
a woman in a long time, so..."
"So what!"
"I...I asked her for a favor, and she came with me. I put the bracelet on her when she wasn't looking
. I thought, since everyone knows about her situation, even if she suddenly takes a break,...no
one should look for her, right?"
"You bastard, you actually did something like that? To a woman who just lost her child?"
"Because...because you haven't helped me in a long time...I...I haven't tasted a woman's fragrance in so long."
Argus gritted his teeth.
"What's going on with those two students?"
"They...they helped me get things in, and money too."
"..."
Argus struggled to suppress his anger. Seril and her husband were his friends from his time at school
. Her husband left Sriland after the incident because he couldn't accept the principal's decision, while she and
their daughter stayed at the school. Although he had distanced himself from almost everyone in recent years, Quirrell's reckless
behavior without asking him still made him furious.
"Once they're done, I'll make them both forget it. You! Keep a close eye on her. If she
escapes, you're finished.
" "Why not erase her memory together?"
"She's a high-level mage like me, you idiot! If it could be erased, would I have let them both
stay in there? Bring them to my place after they're done!"
Argus turned and left angrily, leaving Quirrell standing there trembling.
When Argus's figure completely disappeared, Quirrell finally caught his breath. His emaciated body
was almost falling apart from the effort. He returned to the secret room, and only then did Boss notice him enter. He sat
on the chair by the bed, watching his classmate vigorously manipulating the vagina he had just ejaculated into. Clearly, he was also nearing
his limit.
"Oh, I never thought I could actually fuck the teacher's vagina. It's so good! Teacher, have a child for me too
!"
"No...no!...Don't...don't ejaculate inside anymore...uh..."
The boy ignored her pleas, his hands gripping and kneading her buttocks forcefully. With each thrust, he made his
penis pound powerfully. The semen and nectar left inside her vagina spurted
out with each stroke. The boy fucked faster and faster until suddenly his body trembled violently, and he cried out loudly.
"It's here! My seed is about to be planted deep inside your cunt, teacher!"
"No! No…!"
One spurt, two spurts, three spurts—a continuous stream of scalding semen gushed out violently. His former
student was indiscriminately ejaculating into his body with his large penis; the seed of sin seemed to have already begun to sprout.
It took root and grew inside her, the warmth and pleasure emanating from her honeypot being proof. She actually felt comfortable
, as if just a moment ago she was still immersed in the pain of losing her daughter, and now her mind was filled only with shameless
desire.
Seril lay there sobbing, the boy pulling out his penis, a thick stream of semen still connecting their
genitals. After his orgasm, the boy looked at Quirrell, feeling a lingering fear after the release of his desire
. He looked at Boss again and said,
"Is this really okay? She is our teacher, after all."
Quirrell nodded.
"As long as she stays here, you'll be fine. Help me move the rest of your things, and don't let anyone else
see. I'm going to take you somewhere later."
The two boys nodded, put on their clothes, and left. They hadn't completely calmed down from their excitement
. If they hadn't seen their usually dignified female teacher unable to cast her spell, trembling as the old
man played with her body, they wouldn't have dared to do this. But having sex with such a beautiful woman, they probably wouldn't have another chance
.
"Why...why did you do this to me?"
After a long while, Seril, recovering from her sobs, asked while diligently wiping her genitals with the sheets.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Even among all these female students, you are the most beautiful. From
the first moment I saw you, I wanted to have you. But back then, you had a husband and a daughter. Unlike now
, you are all alone. From now on, just follow me, okay? Promise me, I will never let another man touch you again
."
"They will find out. When they find out I am missing, this place will be discovered soon."
"No one will look for you. You are a sad woman who just wants to be alone for a while. Listen to me, follow me,
okay? I can make you more comfortable."
Seril tried to twist the chains on her ankles, but they didn't budge an inch. She didn't expect this man to
have so many items made of magic stones.
"It's useless. Those things are all collected from various places. This is the true power of the magic-breaking stone.
It's the natural enemy of you mages, isn't it? Without magic, you're just ordinary whores.
" "You...you...shameless!"
"Hmph, even with such a weakness, there are still people willing to pay high prices for the magic books hidden here. You
mages are truly pathetic."
"I will definitely not let you go after I leave."
"You don't seem to understand your situation yet. No one will come looking for you.
The morning after I brought you here, I wrote you a leave of absence certificate."
Quirrell's face turned somewhat ugly. He had calmed down from the fear just now, but now he became somewhat angry
. He unzipped his pants and walked towards Seril.
"You...you don't come any closer...let me rest...don't touch me!"
Seril struggled to her feet, but the chains on her feet caused her to suddenly fall to the ground. Before she could get up
, a hand suddenly grabbed her hair and lifted her up. With the force, she managed to squat down, and a
hot, hard penis slapped directly onto her face. Quirrell said in a gloomy voice,
"You're a smart woman. I advise you not to struggle, or even if I don't want to, I'll still teach you a lesson.
Put these on. I like seeing you with glasses on."
Seril felt a sharp pain in her chest. She never expected that her magical path, which she had worked so hard for so many years, would be
stopped by a simple pair of shackles. How many of these magic-sealing stones were left? She took her glasses,
looked up at Quirrell's cold, old face, and humiliatingly put them on.
As two students carried in a cabinet, Quirrell was on top of Seril, his thin body pressing
against her plump, white flesh. He gripped Seril's ankles, pressing them over her head, raising her
buttocks high. Quirrell's penis slapped against her vagina, while his greedy old face
pressed forward, his tongue licking and sucking the beautiful teacher's mouth. The two boys' genitals
hardened again.
Once Argus discovered this, Quirrell's last remaining concerns vanished. Though angry, he didn't even
hurt himself. He needed her. Even if this woman was beautiful, to Argus she was nothing more than a disposable
pawn. He no longer needed to stand fearfully outside the door to prevent Argus's appearance. Now he could
enjoy this beauty, using his penis to wantonly manipulate the coveted vagina.
The two students quickly rejoined the fray. Quirrell didn't care; they would soon lose this precious memory
, while he could retain it. He forcefully lifted his buttocks and thrust down again.
The vaginas where the two had ejaculated earlier were now incredibly slippery. Boss straddled Seril,
his penis enveloped by the teacher's full breasts, the softness and smoothness comparable to her vagina giving him immense pleasure. The other boy,
finding no place to start, grabbed Seril's jade-like hand and manipulated his penis, while he continuously
kissed her soft little mouth.
The three men took turns playing with the female teacher's vagina. When Quirrell ejaculated on her for the third time
, this lewd farce finally ended. Seril had lost her senses, her naturally parted snow-
white thighs unable to close, and her vagina continuously leaking white, cloudy semen, its origin unknown. After resting, Quirrell
took the two students to find Argus.
On the fifth day, Ren awoke from his coma. Argus told Ren what had happened, but only according to
his wishes. Ross and Jey had been there all morning, so Argus simply recounted the same events
. After they said goodbye, Argus tentatively asked,
"How much do you remember about what happened before you fell unconscious?"
"I... I don't remember..."
Argus sensed he was lying and lowered his voice.
"When I found you, you weren't alone,"
Ren looked bewildered. Although he had concealed some things, he seemed genuinely unaware of what happened afterward.
"Never mind, I have a question for you. When I found you, I accidentally discovered the mark on your chest... that mark..."
"Where did it come from?"
"Hmm, a mark left from an incident, it seems to be some kind of seal."
"Used to seal what?"
"A kind of blood that makes people go berserk, I'm not really sure ."
The boy didn't seem very wary of him, or perhaps he was just putting on a good show. If
what he said was true, then this blood would be the key to the mark. He couldn't ask too much, afraid of arousing the boy
's suspicion.
"Okay, I'm just a little curious. You should rest well. Given your physical condition,
I will be tutoring you alone for the time being."
"You personally?"
"Yes."
On the seventh day, Ren finally left the infirmary. Argus took Ren to his private magic classroom and began
the next step of his plan.
On the tenth day, Argus began to tentatively incorporate the spells from his notes into the regular lessons. They began
casting spells on a poor octopus.
"It's an interesting spell. I don't expect you to learn it right away, but try your best,"
Argus said, trying to hide his excitement. When Ren told him that he seemed to have entered the spider's memory, he almost couldn't
contain his excitement. His hands began to tremble, but he nodded restrainedly.
"Hmm, it seems you have a talent for magic. You must have been a powerful magician before you lost your memory."
On the twelfth day, Ren could enter the spider's memory without using the spell. Although it was random, it
excited both of them. Ren excitedly described how he seemed to sense the spider's thoughts, its greedy
desire for its prey. Argus just smiled, but deep down he was already craving that experience. He even felt a little disgusted
that the boy in front of him had taken the opportunity to taste his achievement.
On the thirteenth day, they tried to cast it on a larger cat, but the result wasn't ideal. The cat
showed resistance compared to the spider, and the memory became brief and chaotic. Ren seemed to have an idea, and
he showed a strange expression at the end of the lesson.
On the sixteenth day, Argus revealed deeper spells to Ren. This decision came after much deliberation
; he needed to understand these spells better. The new spells allowed Ren to smoothly enter the cat's memories. These spells
were presented in a tiered structure. He had previously tried to directly teach Ren more advanced spells, but failed. Initially, he thought it was
due to magic power, like using smaller fireballs to gradually increase one's magical power before learning to use a large fireball.
However, through repeated experiments, he discovered that these spells were more like a disassembled long spell.
On the twentieth day, Ren had already accessed half of the spells in the notebook. In just ten days, Ren used
spells he hadn't been able to cast for years. Argus was almost certain that the blood was at work. Ren's spell usage
time was getting shorter and shorter; he could now essentially access long-term memories instantly. The ape could no longer resist the spells
' intrusion. He couldn't continue, as the only remaining experimental subjects were humans. Ren's
vigilance was also growing stronger; he began to subtly inquire about the origins of the spells.
After class that day, Ren left the lab. Although they had agreed to keep it a secret, he
wasn't sure if Ren would really keep his word. He sat in the room, his emotions churning. The reason was
a bottle of red liquid in his hand—blood. A few days ago, he had obtained Ren's blood from Nier's office.
It was a sample Nier had left while analyzing Ren's condition, but Nier had said that apart from overactive red blood cells, there was nothing abnormal.
Argus took a deep breath, opened the bottle, and looked at the blood, now congealed into a deep red, and
drank it down in one gulp. One second, two seconds, a minute passed, and nothing happened. Just as a sense of frustration welled up
inside him, a burning sensation surged from his chest, intensely hot and painful. He writhed in agony on the floor
until his mind went blank.
(To be continued)

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