Trials of Magic Students

All the participating students had been preparing in their own ways these past few days. Countless people asked Vera to team up or join their teams, but she politely declined them all. She listened to Baker and would only team up with him. Then, these countless people swarmed towards Baker like a swarm of bees. Initially, Baker was so proud he seemed to be floating on air, even starting to record and screen those who made requests. This couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of the students who wanted to complete the ranking assessment through the evaluation. Sheets were filled with notes, and Baker's novelty finally wore off. During their date that evening, he complained to Vera, conflicted, and then, in a fit of pique, decided not to team up with anyone. But then, Vera, smiling, questioned him, saying that the rules of the competition stipulated that a minimum of three people were required to participate in the wilderness training project; otherwise, it would be considered an automatic forfeit.

Baker was speechless. Vera then explained to him that there was a reason for the minimum three-person rule.

The organizers believed that with three people in a team, if danger arose, one person could move around easily, one person could hold someone back, and the remaining person could be very effective in calling for help, transferring the injured, or supporting the person holding someone back. Furthermore, the training content is controlled by the organizers, so there's no chance of the entire team being wiped out. Therefore, a three-person team is quite feasible.

Actually, Beck already had someone in mind, and Vera knew that too. But Beck wouldn't voice his thoughts, so Vera didn't dare to recommend him directly to avoid misunderstandings. Beck continued to complain about the tournament's ridiculous rules, calling it "feasibility" utter nonsense. Vera smiled silently, listening quietly to Beck's ramblings. Occasionally witnessing her beloved's childish and funny antics was quite enjoyable. The conversation continued, and Vera felt a pang of loss, wishing time could stop at this moment, so her secret could remain buried forever.

Registration confirmation was in two days. Vera didn't care; the evaluation itself was meaningless to her. It was simply a matter of taking off her priest's robes and changing into a fourth-tier astrology robe. Vera tilted her head, considering that the slits on her third-tier robes were too high; it wouldn't be bad to change. But speaking of which, does the Vatican still have fourth-tier female robes? Probably not even a design draft. Vera sighed, rubbing her forehead. Beck beside her continued his incessant complaining. Why bother? Things always need to be resolved. Since you're hesitant to speak up, I'll help you.

"El, let's find someone else. Hmm…" Vera pretended to ponder, "How about we choose from those students who didn't apply?"

"Oh?" Beck also pretended to ponder, "Then who should we choose?" Vera pinched her chin, "How about we choose a mage?" Beck raised an eyebrow, "I think that's good, but… what element should we choose?" Vera couldn't help but laugh at Beck's hypocrisy. I've already said all this, and you're still pretending to be clueless. Vera wasn't sure what she was doing, or if it was right or wrong. Perhaps she was just trying to confirm her own answer.

"How about a fire element?" Vera deliberately steered the conversation in another direction. "Or lightning-type would also work." Then he proceeded with his routine analysis: "For restraint, you're fine. And for support, with me here, even if you're not a defense-type, it won't be a problem. So, we're just missing a main attacker." "As for the main attacker, I originally trained in strength-type, and with you, we can completely forgo defense-type restraint. I think..." Beck scratched his head, afraid that Vera would drift further away, but he didn't dare to speak too quickly and arouse Vera's suspicion. "I think we should find someone who can help me support." "Oh?" Vera looked puzzled. "That's true. Earth, wind, and water types would all work. But earth and wind types mostly provide buffs. If we're talking about support, then it has to be water-type." Beck's expression became noticeably more animated; he wanted Vera to bring up water-type as the answer. "Do you have a suitable candidate?" Beck feigned composure, casually asking his question. Then, inwardly, he screamed, "No, no, no, no!"

Vera pondered for a moment, then said, "I do have someone in the Holy Light category, it's Rachel. As for the Water category..."

Baker waited earnestly for Vera to finish.

"I really don't have anyone." Vera stuck out her tongue shyly. "Do you have a suitable candidate?" Baker pretended to think, "Let me think."

Vera smiled broadly, her long legs crossed and her little feet bouncing. Baker usually loved watching this, but today he was preoccupied and didn't pay much attention. Finally, he revealed his answer.

"I happen to know a Water Mage, and she's also participating in this competition. I'll go ask her if she's confirmed her team." Baker breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's great!" Vera was very happy because confirming her team meant Baker could participate in the competition smoothly. Her presence would more or less influence Baker.

Baker explained why he chose this Water Mage, then excitedly said goodbye to Vera and left. He needed to confirm whether the Water Mage had confirmed her team.

Vera, chin in hand, watched Baker walk away before letting out a sigh. She wasn't sure if what she was doing was right, nor did she know what she was really thinking. In fact, she even hoped Baker would do something to ease her pain, yet secretly hoped he wouldn't. It was a real contradiction, and Vera felt a little lost; these things were truly a headache.

Finally, Baker, Vera, and Jane successfully formed a team to participate in the training mission. Yale was originally going to go with Vera, but after Vera's persuasion and introduction, the apprentice knight and Vera's friend Rachel teamed up with others.

Baker was in high spirits, cheerful the whole way. Vera and Jane walked behind. By this time, Jane already knew that the person who had helped her that day was actually Vera's rumored lover. The girl's mouth dropped open in surprise. Vera was a very easy person to get along with, and Jane easily became friends with her. Actually, before the evaluation, Vera already knew of Jane's existence; she admitted she couldn't completely ignore the rumors, so she too began to be curious about this girl.

Jane was struggling with the issue of finding a team. Because of the noble's presence that day, no one was willing to join her on the training mission. Beck happened to approach her, hoping to find a skilled and trustworthy water mage to participate in the wilderness training. The naive Jane actually considered her classmates, thinking of suitable candidates.

After being rejected by Beck after mentioning several people, Jane had no better recommendations. At this point, Beck casually asked Jane if she had a team, and after receiving a reply that she didn't, the young Jane successfully became a member of the three-person team.

Because of Vera's presence, the mission was assigned the highest difficulty level. The girl was inwardly distressed, but her face remained calm. After the noble incident, Jane had become increasingly cautious. Vera saw this and felt a pang of sympathy. Beck had previously told Vera what had happened, and of course, he had deleted the record of his peeping. Vera was furious when she found out and wanted to cause trouble for the noble, but Beck stopped her. Beck had considered this matter; if the girl came to him seeking his help, he would naturally stand up for her alongside Vera. But now that the girl herself had fallen silent, it would be too much for her to rush out now. Vera, after hearing this, agreed that it made sense, and patiently waited for the girl to speak. However, this wait lasted until the wilderness training began, and there was still no news. Vera could only shake her head and sigh, lamenting her misfortune and resenting her lack of ambition.

Although it was said to be the most difficult level, with Vera's presence, the three of them progressed quite smoothly. Their progress was also quite good. Before sunset, the mission was already more than half completed, and they could return safely the next day. It should be noted that this level of mission required a nine-person team to complete in three days. It must be said that high-ranking clergy were indeed a sought-after resource. For this wilderness training, more than half of the priests and knights in the academy's diocese had already been reserved, and many students were waiting at the diocese gates day and night to approach and speak to them.

A streak of light flashed across the sky—a restriction cast by the priests. Once activated, this restriction would imprison all threatening plants and animals within the entire training area, except for the students. This was partly for the students' safety and partly to help them solve their food problem. Some students excelled in both theoretical knowledge and practical skills, but were practically inexperienced in wilderness survival. They could fight, but even with powerful attacks, if they couldn't hit their targets, it was all for naught. In a previous evaluation competition, a highly favored team, comprised of elites from various factions within the academy, completed their mission exceptionally well. However, at the last minute, they requested rescue and abandoned the mission because their members were too hungry to walk. Thus, subsequent competitions adopted this restriction, which conveniently helped solve their food problem.

The three ate a simple dinner and prepared to rest. As agreed before departure, due to the unknown mission, they only brought one tent. Because Baker didn't want to sleep in a tree trunk, the three of them ended up sharing one tent. Vera rolled her eyes at Baker, while Jane seemed a little reserved. Vera and Jane went hand-in-hand to wash up, then returned to their tent to sleep.

Given their gender differences, the three of them devised a mutually agreeable plan: Baker would sleep on the left, Vera in the middle, and Jane on the right, ensuring everyone felt safe. Once settled, they discussed their tasks for the day, with Vera facing away from Jane and Baker facing her. They whispered secrets and made intimate gestures. Jane, with her back to them, fell silent first. Vera was also getting sleepy, but Baker was still very enthusiastic. Vera was indeed tired, so she let him be; being aroused was too unpleasant, so she preferred to sleep early. Besides, Baker's actions had deviated quite a bit that day, requiring Vera to cast many healing spells, which had been particularly mentally taxing.

Once Baker confirmed that both of them were breathing evenly, he could no longer suppress his desires.

He gently lifted his hand from Vera's hip. Baker held his breath, afraid that his movements would disturb Vera.

He could have waited until she was fully asleep, but a young man is always a young man. Finally, the excavator left Vera's pert buttocks.

Beck was very anxious, reaching out to Jane, who was right next to her, over Vera's body. Beck had chosen this tent because of its limited interior space. The hand, frozen in mid-air, stretched out and retracted, then stretched out again.

The owner of the hand hesitated, waving it back and forth in the air. Vera slept soundly, seemingly dreaming of something wonderful, a sweet smile on her face. On impulse, Beck leaned in and kissed Vera. The hand, still in mid-air, hesitated several times before finally gently pressing against the crotch of the person behind Vera. In a daze

of passion, Beck gently licked Vera's lips, and a low sigh seemed to escape from the cramped tent. The person touched jolted awake—Jane wasn't asleep!

Beck froze, his hand seemingly weighed down by an invisible weight, unable to retract. Even Vera's soft, tender lips were beyond Beck's reach at that moment.

For a long time, the hand remained on Jane's crotch. Jane neither responded nor refused. Although Beck didn't understand the girl's thoughts, wasn't this tantamount to admitting his actions? He stepped back slightly, pulling his mouth away. That would probably be safer, Beck reassured himself. But touching another woman in front of his beloved girlfriend was a truly unsettling scene. Beck deliberately slowed his breathing, afraid that his rapid breathing would disturb the two people in front of him. Beck

tried moving his fingers, the soft touch unique to the girl coming from between his fingers, the warm sensation giving him and Vera an unusual experience. Jane still didn't react, and Beck grew bolder. From a light touch to a caress, it was a very simple process. The girl's silent reaction fueled Beck's desire.

Through his observation during the day, Beck noticed that Jane's skin was slightly rough, unlike Vera's delicate skin. Beck moved his hand to Jane's buttocks, and as his hand moved, the girl trembled even more violently. Beck ignored Jane's silent dissuasion and resolutely touched his target. Finally, his large hand conquered the rounded high ground.

Since they were out, the three were still dressed in their daytime attire. But even through the robes, Beck could still feel the girl's unique firmness and shapeliness. Jane was somewhat thin, her buttocks not very full; with a little pressure, one could clearly feel the hardness of her bones. Beck suddenly remembered that Jane was indeed very thin.

At this moment, Beck's actions were somewhat wicked; while taking advantage of Jane, he was mentally comparing Jane to Vera. In every way, Jane was inferior to Vera, but most importantly, judging from Jane's current reaction, he might have unexpected gains—something Vera couldn't give him now. Thinking this, Beck intensified his kneading of Jane's buttocks.

Touching her buttocks still wasn't enough. He grabbed the robe covering her buttocks and pulled it upwards. This time, the girl finally reacted, clamping the robe between her legs, not giving Beck a chance. Beck couldn't go too far, and seeing that he couldn't succeed, he had to change his target. His large hand moved upwards, and before Jane could react, Beck accurately grasped the girl's breasts.

Although through her underwear, the feel was still pleasant, though slightly small. Baker used the techniques he'd honed on Vera on Jane. With just a few kneads, the girl gasped and curled up, her small hands trying to stop Baker's ravaging hands, but powerless to resist.

Baker's fingers were nimble; through her robes, he slipped his fingers under her underwear, pulled it up, and the girl's young breasts were exposed. Her small breasts were firmly grasped by Baker's large hands, his fingers skillfully kneading and massaging the base of her breasts. Jane almost cried, but there was nothing she could do. Her idol was right behind her, but his boyfriend was taking liberties with her—no one would believe it if she told them. With such a beautiful and capable girlfriend, how could he possibly be interested in her? But the fact was the fact; Baker's hands were indeed taking advantage of her. Jane was ashamed, but her honest body betrayed her.

Baker perfectly grasped her erect nipples, pinching and twisting them with his fingers. Annoyed, Jane pressed down on Baker's large hands, trying to stop him. This silent resistance only fueled Baker's rampage. His thumb and forefinger pinched her nipple tightly, while his palm rudely pushed her breast upwards. This back-and-forth of touching and pushing didn't stop her; instead, it made Jane's body go limp. Her small hands grew weaker, while his large hands became more aggressive.

This was difficult for Baker; driven by lust, he tried to steady his breathing, his arm, though tired, resolutely reaching behind Vera. His large hand and Jane's breasts battled back and forth. Vera was already fast asleep, and Baker confidently continued his assault. With a slight twist of his fingers on her nipple, Jane finally cried out. The poor girl had never experienced anything like this before; the strange sensation on her chest made her panic. Due to the admiration she felt from being rescued, she wasn't entirely resistant to Baker's advances; her resistance was only because Vera was present. If it were just her and Baker tonight, she would probably be completely naked by now. But Baker was now consumed by lust, and with Vera fast asleep, he was unwilling to stop his exploration.

At Beck's insistence, his rough hands finally touched the girl's young body. This touch ignited a spark; wherever the rough hand touched, a fire blazed. The fire spread fiercely, quickly engulfing the girl's entire body. The girl's shyness, her resignation, only fueled the flames burning even more intensely within Beck.

Beck continued to caress her; the girl's resistance was practically nonexistent, but this couldn't continue indefinitely. Beck wanted to push things further, but he couldn't guarantee the outcome would be as he envisioned. Regardless, he'd already gained something tonight. Thinking this, Beck caressed her a few more times, then got up to leave the tent. This way, even if Vera woke up, he could use the excuse of getting up in the middle of the night to cover it up. Before leaving the tent, Beck gave Jane's feet a quick tug; unlike Vera's delicate touch, this rough yet refined feel was quite pleasant.

He'd done what he needed to do; now it was up to Jane to accept it.

Baker waited for a long time by the tree outside the tent. Just as he was about to give up in frustration, the tent flap he had been longing for was finally lifted a crack. A small face appeared, glanced around, saw Baker, and then shrank back inside. After a while, the owner of the face slowly crawled out. Turning around, he carefully put the tent flap back up and ran off into the bushes behind the tent without looking back. Baker quickly followed; it would be a waste not to act now.

Jane, head down, stumbled forward, only to be grabbed from behind and embraced by Baker after a few steps. The girl gasped softly, but before she could finish, Baker had pressed her against a tree and kissed her. The girl froze, too afraid to move. Baker's kiss was passionate, and Jane, lost in passion, opened her mouth, letting him suck and lick her. Soon, Jane knew to extend her tongue and intertwine it with Baker's.

As Baker kissed her, his hands slipped inside Jane's robes, groping her waist and hips. After a few haphazard strokes, his hand landed between her legs, her most private area already warm and wet; a slight touch with his fingers caused it to overflow with juices. Baker didn't care about anything else; no matter where the girl was, she couldn't compare to Vera. What he wanted today was to experience what Vera couldn't give him. Every night, the dormitory hooligans would boast about their rich experience and how alluring different girls were. Baker had long been fascinated by this, and now that he had the chance, he was determined to experience it for himself.

His large mouth held the girl's lips tightly, his hands no longer content with merely groping her flesh. He deftly grabbed her panties, giving her no chance to resist, and roughly ripped them off. Jane gasped again, but before she could react, one leg was grabbed and lifted, her foot hastily pulled out of her panties and draped over the ankle of her other, straight leg. While groping Jane's warm, moist vulva, Beck released his throbbing, hard penis. He felt the warm, thick flesh of Jane's vulva, and after a few strokes, he thrust his penis between her legs.

A surge of pleasure from the depths of their souls made them both tremble. Jane fearfully grabbed Beck's shoulders, softly moaning, "No, no!" Beck ignored her babbling, mindlessly thrusting his penis in and out between her legs. Soft, moist, thick labia gently pressed against the engorged glans, the slippery sensation making Beck's heart ache with a burning desire to be in Jane's arms and experience the unique tenderness and care of a girl.

Both were inexperienced novices; Beck was slightly better, having practiced extensively on Vera.

Jane, however, was in a worse state. Her past experience of violence had left her waking in terror countless times at night, and now her beloved was about to do the same thing. Confused, Jane didn't know how to react, and could only let the bloodthirsty Beck do as he pleased.

The glans rubbed incessantly against the girl's private parts, leaving her utterly powerless, her long legs too weak to support her, forcing her to cling tightly to Beck's chest. Beck was frantic but helpless; his experience was useless now, and the soft, slippery sensation on the glans only intensified his desire.

"Jane, help me." His penis was hard as iron, throbbing with aching pain. The small opening at the tip of his penis hungrily squeezed out pre-ejaculate, mixing with the girl's love juice and wetting their genitals.

Dazed and embarrassed, Jane had no idea how to help him; she only felt a burning heat in her lower abdomen. Something Beck was using to stimulate her private parts was making her feel tingly and numb, the more he pushed, the more it itched inside. She just wanted something to relieve that urge.

Beck gritted his teeth and resolutely continued to explore the path to her secret place. As it turned out, persistence paid off. As the glans thrust wildly, he suddenly felt it penetrate a depression. Overjoyed, Beck quickly went deeper. The moment he entered, countless soft little fleshy parts firmly enveloped the glans. Beck gritted his teeth in pleasure. Was this what sex felt like? Jane

felt a wonderful, full sensation in her lower body, and then Beck pressed closer to her, making the fullness in her lower body even more real.

Beck held the slender girl tightly in his arms with one hand, while using the other to lift her thighs, relaxing the hollow between her legs. The exquisite pleasure at the tip of his penis was no longer enough for Beck's thirst for more; his glans penetrated deeper and deeper with unstoppable force.

"It hurts," Jane murmured, her eyes half-closed, also enjoying the unprecedented pleasure, hot and full.

Beck kindly pulled back slightly before thrusting in again. He had heard from his roommates about techniques for losing one's virginity. At this moment, there was no room for hesitation or pity; one had to go all out to minimize the pain for his partner. But this pullback didn't stop Jane; she quickly hugged Beck tighter, her lower abdomen pressing rapidly against him. Beck watched Jane's reaction with amusement, thinking that his classmates were right—girls were all sluts at heart.

One hand around her waist, the other clamping her legs and supporting her buttocks, without warning or warning. Beck pressed the girl's lower body hard against him, simultaneously tensing his buttocks and thrusting forward.

Jane gritted her teeth in pain, tears falling onto Beck's shoulder. A few drops of blood seeped from where they were joined; the hymen had been pierced by Beck's glans, and bits of it clung to the flesh. Beck, being considerate, didn't move further. His classmate had advised him to comfort his partner at this point, otherwise there might not be a next time.

Beck tenderly held the girl tighter, showering her neck and cheeks with kisses. The girl was still sobbing, her lower body wracked with pain and an unprecedented fullness.

Beck's hands, supporting the girl's buttocks, groped at their point of contact, confirming he was truly inside her before smiling with satisfaction. Jane playfully scolded him; now he was satisfied. Beck kissed her lips again, and Jane willingly returned the kiss, her tongue chasing Beck's.

In the midst of their passionate kiss, Beck couldn't help but slowly thrust in and out, the girl's vagina feeling incredibly pleasurable. Being a newly deflowered virgin, there was still some pain, but the girl didn't want Beck to stop, actively sucking and licking his tongue.

It was Baker's first time, after all. His penis was gripped and squeezed by Jane's virgin vagina, and after a few thrusts, he could no longer endure it.

He held the girl tightly, thrusting quickly a few times, and his pent-up semen shot into the body of this woman who wasn't his beloved girlfriend.

Jane twisted and thrust as Baker held her, the hard penis inside her seemingly piercing her heart, especially the final, desperate struggle before ejaculation, which felt like it was going to kill her. Feeling the overwhelming fullness and heat in her lower body, the girl also hugged Baker back, reaching her first climax.

After ejaculating, Baker greedily didn't withdraw, enjoying the tenderness with the girl. Both of them were panting, their foreheads touching, and when their eyes met, they both smiled shyly. Baker lowered Jane's long legs and hugged her even tighter, and Jane shyly buried her head in Baker's chest.

Neither of them spoke, just held each other quietly. Jane wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start. Having had this kind of relationship with her boyfriend behind Lady Vera's back, the girl was somewhat at a loss. Hesitating, Beck's strange hand reached out again. The girl complained, but what was done was done, and saying anything now was pointless.

Compared to before, both of them were much more skilled this time. Beck kindly spread his coat on the grass and helped Jane lie down on it. Before the girl could be coy, her robe was lifted up, revealing a pair of long legs. Beck spread her legs apart, pressed down on her, and his already limp penis slid between her thighs. Jane squinted her eyes; having already tasted the pleasure, she couldn't refuse Beck's advances.

Beck lowered his head and rubbed his penis against the girl's tender labia. Being young, it only took a few strokes.

Another hard penis entered the girl's body, and her lower abdomen tensed as the penis was fully inserted.

Fortunately, Beck wasn't long, so she didn't feel any discomfort. This time, Beck showed no mercy, thrusting his penis in and out rapidly, and the girl understandingly tightened her vagina. With each thrust, the sensitive glans was enveloped by the tender flesh inside her vagina, throbbing repeatedly.

Baker pressed down on the girl's long legs, spreading them even wider. Jane, though struggling, was happy to give. Even though her most private parts were being exposed, Jane gently moved her legs behind Baker's waist, rubbing them intimately. Perhaps the sensation was too intense, or perhaps it was the thrill of the affair, but after only a few thrusts, Baker was already surging with desire.

Ignoring Jane's feelings, Baker, standing on the edge of the cliff, thrust forcefully a few times before ejaculating, his body trembling. Jane lovingly caressed the still-trembling Baker, her penis throbbing and gradually softening inside him. Kind-hearted Jane tried to give her beloved the greatest comfort, straining her vaginal muscles to grip and suck at Baker's penis. Unfortunately, Baker softened too quickly, and after only a few contractions, he squeezed the limp penis out.

He ejaculated twice, each time briefly, but Beck had already fallen in love with the feeling. Stroking the girl's plump thighs, he contentedly withdrew his penis. Fortunately, Beck had matured and didn't leave Jane there.

He helped the girl pack her clothes, and the two embraced as they returned, Beck continuing to grope her along the way.

The girl's attempts to resist were futile, and she had no choice but to let Beck touch her all over. They had already engaged in intimate relations, and Jane was happy to enjoy Beck's exploration. However, when the topic of their relationship came up, Jane, though aware of her own limitations, still harbored expectations, while Beck looked hesitant. The girl, understanding, said nothing more, and Beck finally blushed and promised to visit her often after they returned.

They agreed and went back to their tent to lie down. Vera was still sleeping soundly, seemingly in good sleep quality, now lying on her right side. Beck moved closer to Vera, pressing his chest against her back. Jane

thought, "Since we've made love, it must be love." Beck thought, "It really felt good. When can I do it with Vera?"

Both were lost in their own thoughts, and weariness crept over them. Baker fell silent; the two pleasurable encounters had been incredibly exhausting, and he needed rest.

Jane also prepared to rest; even if it was Lady Vera, Baker had still slept with her. Jane relaxed and turned to her right, then tensed up.

She saw Vera's eyes, those cold gazes seeming to pierce from the heart of hell, striking the most vulnerable part of her body. Looking at Vera's delicate features, devoid of any expression, her tightly pursed lips seemed to reveal her true feelings. Jane suddenly panicked, fearfully trying to avoid Vera's gaze.

But no matter how she tried to dodge, Jane felt Vera's gaze, like that of someone looking at a corpse, always meeting her eyes from all directions, even with her eyes closed.

The weather hadn't turned cold yet, but Jane felt a chill creeping into her bones.

[The End]

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