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After a fierce battle, Mary clung to Evie like an octopus, their lower bodies still joined. With each breath, she could feel the overflowing essence within her pressing against her uterine walls.

Each breath brought a wave of pleasure from her lower body.

"This is the most wonderful time of my life, but I'd better be at the party, or he'll cause trouble.

" Mary felt she was completely lost in the moment, wanting to stay by this man's side forever.

But her husband was downstairs, and if she didn't want anything to happen, Mary felt it was best to leave, even if it was painful. She and this new lover would have many more days together in the future, but not now.

Evie's hands were still gripping Mary's buttocks, making it impossible for her to pull away. "Will we go through this again?" The feeling of making love with a woman like this was far better than with those cheap prostitutes. If it were those prostitutes, they would probably have taken their money and left long ago, not lingering in bed for so long.

Having already enjoyed himself to the fullest, he was already looking forward to their next tryst.

Mary kissed him on the lips and said, "Once you get used to this kind of life, you might forget me long ago. You have such a huge penis that all the noblewomen in the Baron Abel estate, and even the entire empire, will be vying to get into your bed, believe me.

" Evie thrust into her a few more times before releasing her, taking a candle from the candlestick and inserting it into Mary's body until it was fully inside, before pulling her into his arms: "But now, my heart is entirely with you.

Don't worry about the future now.

" The banquet went on until late at night before Evie and Mary appeared before the public. The noble ladies, seeing Mary radiant with happiness and embracing her husband, couldn't help but look at her with disdain once again.

But everyone had each other's secrets, and some things were better left unsaid.

No one wanted to be caught red-handed by their husband while they were passionately making love in bed because of someone else's betrayal.

Not only did the nobles have their own social circles, but the barons, knights, and wealthy people also had theirs.

Seeing Mary take so long to come down from upstairs, they all gossiped, eager to know just how strong Evie's sexual prowess was, to last so long.

Mary boastfully had them place their hands on her lower abdomen, letting them feel the fullness of the candle filling her.

The women expressed their envy, and some of the bolder ones were already itching to arrange a time to try it out with Evie.

Having released his pent-up desires, Evie returned to Jessica's side, leaving the more assertive ladies at a loss.

As the hostess of the banquet, Jessica knew what was going on when she saw Evie and Mary disappear together. Although she disliked this promiscuous behavior, she had to tacitly approve of it to fit in with the group.

Moreover, while Evie was still serving her, if those women wanted to borrow her guards for their own use, she could maintain some control and achieve her goals.

"Don't bring this kind of thing into the room next time. I don't want anyone doing this in the room next to mine,

" Jessica warned him briefly before letting him go.

Jessica was already feeling tired; she'd leave the remaining formalities to the butler. All she wanted now was to go back to her room, lock the door, and have some peace and quiet.

On her way back, she would inevitably pass by Evie's room. Having never been intimate with a man before, she found the slightly ajar door strangely alluring.

Even before entering the room, she could smell the pheromones of a man and woman in heat, and the messy sheets still had traces of pungent liquid. This smell didn't disgust her; instead, it aroused her.

Inside the slightly ajar drawer beside the bed, there remained Mary's underwear, still warm from her body heat. Jessica hadn't expected that beneath Mary's seemingly dignified exterior lay such provocative lingerie—black fabric adorned with patterns and lace, revealing her most private parts completely.

On a whim, she tucked the underwear away and left Evie's room with a guilty conscience.

At the banquet, Evie had become a hot commodity among Mary's friends. Most of their marriages were transactions; a beautiful body was thus relegated to the hands of men lacking exercise and stamina. Making love with them was like scratching an itch through a boot—their aroused desires drove these women to seek out their servants or other men who could satisfy them.

With low sexual ability becoming a common ailment among noblemen, women were forced to consort with men of lower bloodlines.

Now, with such a noble mage possessing a powerful artifact before them, they certainly couldn't let him go.

Surrounded by flowers, Evie's hands weren't idle; he was groping the women surrounding him, telling

them about the various techniques and positions adventurers had developed to satisfy their sexual needs.

Just hearing these wild tales made the hearts of the ladies, who only knew missionary positions, flutter.

They flaunted their sex appeal to win Evie's favor.

In the next room, the men, boasting about their status and wealth, treated women as mere props for procreation and release.

They were completely oblivious to Evie's presence,

assuming the women were still discussing their foolish and boring topics.

Evie had become the undisputed star of the banquet. Some gossipy noble ladies, having learned of Evie's prowess, began to boast about the unprecedented positions they had used with him—the truth of their claims, of course, was debatable.

After the banquet, the research into the source of Evie's magical power returned to Jessica's agenda.

She took Evie to the Ministry of Magic so he could systematically learn and practice his magical abilities.

Meanwhile, she and a group of old scholars secretly observed and recorded Evie's every move, like a zoologist who had discovered a rare species.

"In the Aetheric Age, the universe was filled with Aether, allowing our ancestors to cast spells without any medium. In the Transmutation Age, countless years later, the affinity between Aether and humanity diminished. Ancient ruins revealed arrays and their derivative technologies, making the use of magic easier. Those who discovered this knowledge named it Transmutation Magic.

The discovery of Transmutation Magic propelled the progress of human civilization, giving humanity a tremendous advantage in struggles with other races, allowing us to seize the most fertile and prosperous lands and establish the vast Holy Roman Empire.

From then on, human history shifted from struggles with other species to battles, intrigues, and deceit among humans. The once invincible Holy Roman Empire crumbled against this backdrop.

Human history then entered the current era of multiple kings, each empire's king enfeoffing his own nobles, who lived peacefully in their respective territories.

The power of other races also began to resurge."

What kept Evie listening to this long-winded discourse was the constantly jiggling breasts of the mature woman lecturing on history.

Having tasted the sweetness of Mary, he no longer cared about those common beauties, after conquering one unimaginably noble woman after another in bed.

Naturally, both factions of women wanted to bring Jessica into their circles. The bloodline faction claimed that she had the blood of Baron Abel flowing through her veins and should naturally stand with them.

The money faction reminisced with her about being neglected by the nobility.

Although Jessica hadn't gained any substantial benefits so far, she accepted all the gifts and invitations sent to her mansion without question.

Evie's time at the Ministry of Magic had greatly improved his magical abilities; he had learned how to protect himself and his teammates from the effects of his own magic.

However, Jessica and the others still couldn't find any clues in him to explain his sudden increase in power.

"Perhaps this is a gift from God.

" The Minister of Magic, having lost patience, concluded the matter. Although the wizards weren't devout believers, they preferred this explanation to acknowledging the superiority of this former social outcast's lineage.

His inexhaustible magical power helped many wizards complete their long-stalled research. For his contributions, the Ministry of Magic officially granted him the status of a wizard, not just some charlatan with a bit of magical talent.

With this status, he could now stand on equal footing with the barons and knights on the fringes of the nobility.

Of course, the women infatuated with him never cared whether he was a formally recognized wizard.

What they cared about was the unforgettable experience in bed.

Because of Evie and Mary's long-standing relationship, Mary's husband, David Owen, became friends with him. This newly famous man lacked the vices of the nobles, making David feel much closer to him, and he spent a considerable amount of money to cultivate a relationship with this wizard.

The first batch of emeralds had been mined, and David volunteered to come to Abel's mansion to discuss purchasing them.

With the help of Evie and Mary, the two sides reached an agreement happily.

During dinner, Mary secretly drugged her husband's drink. Under the influence of the alcohol, the butler and Evie dragged the limp David to the guest room and threw him onto the bed.

After the butler left, Mary could no longer suppress her emotions. She

knelt before Evie, took out her penis, and kissed it.

Her passion was quickly reciprocated, and the baby-arm-like penis was stuffed into Mary's mouth.

She had practiced many times at home, but she still found it somewhat difficult.

She relaxed her throat, letting it slowly enter her esophagus, her neck arching as it went deeper.

Her lungs were about to burst, and Mary had to spit it out, gasping for breath, her eyes bloodshot.

After resting, Mary tried a second time; the fishy smell had already made her vagina wet.

Using her mouth like a vagina with a man's penis aroused Mary immensely. Perhaps it was the onset of arousal that caused this change; this time, she finally pushed the entire penis inside, creating a thick, long mound of flesh from her jawline to her chest, where the penis could even be seen throbbing.

She pulled the penis back into her mouth to catch her breath, and this time, Mary went all the way in, letting it go all the way to the bottom.

She felt as if her entire body was being pierced by that hot penis, and she had become a mindless tool for sexual release, no longer a woman.

With her hands on Evie's quadriceps, Mary lowered her head and began to suck and swallow beneath him.

This intense sensory and psychological stimulation felt even better than being penetrated.

Evie, meanwhile, was experiencing both pain and pleasure. Even though Mary was trying her best to take his penis, it was much tighter than a vagina; he could clearly feel the circular muscles of Mary's esophagus contracting repeatedly to expel the foreign object,

causing him some pain.

But the sight of this beautiful young woman kneeling before him, shamelessly serving him with her mouth, while her husband was nearby, was so stimulating that he almost lost control.

Mary realized she wasn't skilled enough yet; continuing like this would only kill her.

She stood up, turned around, lifted her skirt and tied it around her waist, bent over, placed her hands on the bed

, and spread her legs. She imitated the mating behavior of a female dog on the street, swaying her hips and making moaning sounds.

To Evie's surprise, Mary's two orifices were already plugged. The upper orifice was plugged with a crystal stopper, decorated with animal fur like a tail. The lower orifice was even more stimulating; a glass was inserted directly, and one could clearly see the folds of the inner walls and the tightly closed mouth at the end constantly wriggling, squeezing, and sucking the glass.

He had only made up something on the spot, but Mary actually did exactly what he said. Out of curiosity about the woman's body, he lifted Mary's legs and placed them on his shoulders, using the glass to ravage her vulva, watching the pink flesh inside writhe, contract, and twist.

"Ah, don't play with me anymore... hurry... hurry and put it in, master... your bitch... ah... I want master's cock.

" Mary moaned softly, begging Evie to give her his cock.

Evie hadn't had enough of this wonderful sight, and continued to increase the stimulation of Mary with the glass. Suddenly, her pink little mouth opened and spurted out a liquid that lingered inside, slightly cloudy with white foam.

Being stared at so intently by the man, every detail of her vagina made even a seasoned woman like Mary blush and become incredibly sensitive. The orgasm came without warning; Mary's hands went limp and she slid off the bed, her breasts slapping against Evie's body. He hadn't expected Mary to suddenly let go, and Mary's legs tightened around Evie, sliding from his thighs to his calves before being hooked by his insteps.

This strange sensation of her legs pressing against him caused his penis to instantly erect, slapping against Mary's face with a resounding slap.

On a whim, he began to rock back and forth, the poor Mary's entire body hooked by his insteps, being slapped by that thick, large member.

The twitching of her vulva betrayed her owner's perverse desires.

Watching the muscles of her legs constantly shifting to balance his swaying, under the catalysis of this primal beauty, Evie's penis had become a red-hot iron rod.

Mary was roughly thrown onto the bed, her eyes glazed from the slaps, a lingering, intoxicated smile on her face.

He grabbed one of her legs, pulling it close, and forcefully pulled the glass out with a popping sound.

Her vagina was stretched beyond repair, a vast, empty sea inside.

Without any warning, Evie held her leg, suspending half her body in the air, and began his piston-like movements,

causing her entire body to sway.

"Ah...uh..." Mary's moans became strange, like the squeezing air out of her lungs, or the scream of a duck being choked.

Evie knew this was probably because she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that her mind had gone haywire. She gripped the sheets tightly, each thrust sending sprays of fluid flying from her genitals.

Evie silently apologized to David: "Your wife has taken my shape from every usable hole in her body; you won't have any more holes to use now.

" His body, however, was thrusting harder and harder.

With each surge of hot fluid during ejaculation, Mary opened her mouth as if to scream, but no sound came out.

After finishing, Evie thrust a few more times before letting Mary's alluring thighs, now worn out, hang halfway off the bed, her semen overflowing from her vagina and flowing onto the floor.

The whole scene was utterly obscene. David slept soundly all night in the guest room of Abel's mansion, waking up early the next morning to find his wife lying beside him, limbs spread wide, her vagina wide open, thick with semen.

He assumed that after drinking the night before, he had regained his virility and overpowered this woman who always wanted to drain him dry.

He decided to tell his cronies about this secret he had discovered.

"Abel's special aged wine, making you an unstoppable force."

The advertising slogan sounded pretty good.

He would definitely have a good talk with Miss Abel about promoting it when he saw her later.

"You were really something last night, Mary's screams kept everyone in Abel's mansion awake all night.

" In the garden, Evie met the in high spirits David and greeted him.

In reality, he had been working on Mary all night, only climbing out the window when David showed signs of waking up. The locked door was, of course, to allay David's suspicions.

David spent the entire night on that constantly shaking bed, barely getting any rest, attributing it to exhaustion from the night before: "That's all thanks to the special wine from Abel Estate! You have no idea how invincible I became after drinking it.

By the way, where is Miss Jessica? I'd like to buy a batch of that wine.

" "She went to the Ministry of Magic early this morning. I heard the recent purge is going to cause a huge uproar.

" Evie chatted with David while exchanging glances with the maids working in the distance.

"If you really like it, she won't mind if you take some back.

" "Hahaha, that's great! We'll take it with us sometime. I'll take you to a den of iniquity.

" In the Ministry of Magic's council hall, the usually composed old scholars had abandoned all pretense of decorum, nearly escalating their argument into a physical fight.

The incident stemmed from the fact that the Ministry of Magic's branches on Earl Thehra's territory had all its members captured by a mercenary group using an anti-magic array, and the half-bloods and other races had been executed.

This was a very dangerous sign; no one could guarantee that those crazy adventurers wouldn't follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

"If we remain silent any longer! The next victim! Is among us!" A dwarf mage climbed directly onto the conference table, pointing at the group of human mages sitting opposite him who were advocating for self-preservation.

"Do you think they'll let you go so easily after killing us all, unafraid of your revenge? You foolish humans! Your minds are filled with nothing but profit!" "Then, Mr. Dwarf, what great things have you accomplished besides admiring your gem collection in your lab every day?" A young human mage, pointed at by him, stood up to retort. "Why don't you go back to your burrows? It's much safer there, and you won't have to worry about anyone stealing your collection.

" "What do you know, you idiot who only knows how to plagiarize the achievements of your predecessors? All you think about is how to please those noble gentlemen to make your life more comfortable.

" An elf sitting nearby couldn't stand such a pointless argument. He grabbed the little guy and shoved him into his seat, but the little guy still popped his head out and waved his fist. "Want to taste my achievements in gem crafting? I'll turn your useless twig to ashes!" "Silence!" A deep voice pierced everyone's eardrums and echoed in their minds. The branch manager, who thought they would soon end the argument, realized that was impossible.

"There's something I need to say. According to recent news, those bandits locked all the mages in the Ministry of Magic building and burned them all to death.

" The tragic news plunged both humans and other races into a brief period of mourning.

The minister continued, "This great purge is no longer just aimed at those evil races lurking among us; it has become a fig leaf for the thugs to cover up their atrocities.

If anyone still wants to stay out of it, I can issue a letter of recommendation and send you wherever you want to go.

" Even the young mages who had previously been so vocal fell silent. At this time, deserting would make them a laughingstock in the magical world for the rest of their lives.

After waiting a few minutes and seeing that no one had made an application, the minister gestured for Jessica to speak. Jessica took out a letter from her bosom and had it passed around: "This letter is to advise our king to stop the great purge initiated by Count Thehra. After reading it, you can choose to sign your name or refuse.

I will use Baron Abel's name to deliver this letter to the king.

" Those who read the letter began to whisper among themselves, and the vast majority left their names, making those who hadn't signed even more embarrassed.

"Why do you believe the king will listen to you?" the young mage questioned after reading the letter.

Jessica looked at his stupid face and said disdainfully, "If the king were still conscious, he would know how much of the magic departments in the entire empire are populated by non-human races.

If they were all driven out of the country,

other countries would welcome these magicians, except for you, of course.

You are just a piece of trash living under the protection of your family.

" "You bastard woman! Your body is filled with filthy blood!" The young mage's face turned red with rage, and he slammed his fist on the table, reaching into his robes to pull out his staff and pointing it at Jessica. "To hell with the elves! To hell with the dwarves! On this continent, only we humans are the strongest!" With that, he swung his staff, intending to attack Jessica, but just before his spell could take shape, he was struck by Jessica's magic and shrunk into a hamster, standing on the conference table, raising its two front paws high and squeaking.

"Insubordination is a capital offense. Why would your family send an idiot like you to the Ministry of Magic?

" Jessica caught the hamster and put it into the transparent jar at her waist, fastening the metal clasp.

"Alright, Jessica, let the young man go after you've punished him. We have more troublesome enemies to deal with now.

" The letter had circulated and reached the Minister, who signed it, sealed it in an envelope with red wax, affixed his seal, and handed it to Jessica.

"Until things improve, I hereby declare this building closed indefinitely. I will notify everyone of any new developments. Meeting adjourned.

" By the time Jessica returned to her residence, it was noon, and the letter was already on its way to the capital.

She searched through all the ancient books for Evie's research but found no clues, forcing her to temporarily shelve the project. She also believed this man who had been causing trouble in her manor should be kicked out; her strength as a mage was not much less than this freak's.

And his constant recklessness would inevitably bring her trouble sooner or later.

However, after meeting Evie and having him hand over the wine contract he and David had drafted, she began to waver.

"This guy who thinks with his lower body might actually be useful.

" Unexpected events always happen. Tonight, a group of adventurers, wielding swords and torches, surrounded Baron Abel's manor, demanding the return of the elven assassin who had escaped inside.

The steward negotiated and learned that the elven assassin had killed the leader of the largest mercenary group of adventurers in the area and had been chased all the way to the walls before disappearing.

The mistress of the building, who was half-blooded with the murderer, naturally hid the killer within the manor.

The butler hurriedly mobilized all the servants to search for the assassin's hiding place. The commotion naturally alerted Jessica, who was in the library. She sent someone to wake Ivy, ready to fight the bandits, while she herself searched the various hidden rooms for the assassin.

Suddenly, she felt her connection to the world severed.

"Damn it, they've set up such a large anti-magic barrier.

" Seeing that a fight wasn't imminent, Ivy decided to search the garden to see if she could find the assassin.

As she walked through the winding vegetation, a cold dagger was pressed against her neck.

"If I were you, I would choose to remain silent.

" The melodious voice, with its rise and fall, was a gift of elves. The gentle voice made Ivy even forget that her life was in someone else's hands.

"You can rest assured, my employer is Miss Jessica, who is also half-elf,

" Ivy quickly stated, trying to reassure her.

After confiscating Evie's staff, the elf sheathed the dagger in the pouch on her calf. "Take me to her. I need someone to pass on a secret concerning peace between humans and elves.

" "You'd better not tell me. I don't think I can handle something this big. Come with me.

" Just then, the anti-magic barrier activated, and the elven assassin, startled like a frightened bird, instantly restrained Evie.

"Hey, hey! I didn't do anything. Don't be nervous. Your enemy is still outside the wall.

" Evie didn't dare move. The two soft touches on his back convinced him that the elf who had been hiding in the darkness was a woman.

The elf seemed to realize that the young man she had subdued was a mage, even weaker than herself within the anti-magic barrier. She released him, letting him continue leading the way: "This is your most despicable invention—the anti-magic barrier. How many of our brethren have you slaughtered with this?

" "These things are not my concern, a lowly being. If you want revenge, go find the murderer. I am a good human who has never killed a single elf.

" "A good human?" The female elf laughed, her voice as melodious as a silver bell: "A very interesting analogy.

" The two encountered Jessica, who had sensed the anti-magic barrier and rushed out of the house. A resonance from their blood allowed them to recognize each other without words.

"Please release my guards, or I'll be very unkind to you.

" The elven assassin shoved Evie aside; his purpose was over. "Your elven blood is nobler than mine.

I have a great secret to tell you, but only if you swear an oath to the Forest God with your elven blood.

" "I don't want to hear any secrets. You can choose to leave on your own, or we'll hand you over.

" Jessica scoffed at the traditions of the elves; how many times had they been deceived by other races because of those oaths?

"My name in the human world is Cecilia. Some humans want to start a war with the elves to change the dynasty. Whether you're human or elf, I think this matter is related to you.

" Cecilia knew she was at her wit's end. Inside the anti-magic barrier, she couldn't escape through the thick wall of people outside. Rather than die with a secret, she might as well take a gamble.

Jessica pondered for a moment, then called the butler to stall the adventurers' emotions, and led Evie and Cecilia to the cellar.

"Evie, go make sure no one's eavesdropping outside the cellar entrance," Jessica said, leading Cecilia into a secret room from the cellar.

Evie, bored, sat on the cellar stairs and dozed off. Being woken in the middle of the night, his inherent adventurer laziness kicked in again.

When he was jolted awake, he saw the two beauties with icy expressions. Jessica and Cecilia seemed to be discussing something very important, and it felt a bit excessive for him to be slacking off.

"Tell the butler to have everyone take up arms and be ready to fight those adventurers!" Jessica ordered Evie.

"What happened..." "You don't need to know!" Before Evie could ask, Jessica left with Cecilia.

"Hey! My wand!" He only remembered his wand was still in the elf's arms when he heard a fight was about to break out.

"Inside the anti-magic barrier, it's no different from a wooden stick.

" As all the male and female servants gathered on the stairs in front of the main gate, armed with various tools, Cecilia pulled the ivory wand from between her breasts, still retaining the scent of herbs and warmth.

"They're protecting the murderer of their leader! Brothers, charge in!" When Cecilia, Jessica, and the fully armed servants appeared before the mercenary group, the adventurers understood the situation and, disregarding the baron's reputation, stormed through the gate, weapons in hand.

Without a mage, what fighting power did these aristocratic slaves, who had never experienced bloodshed, possess?

The seemingly one-sided battle ended before it even began with a flash of intense light.

The dazzling white light centered on Evie in the pitch-black night blinded all the charging mercenaries.

A mage's flash spell, impossible within the anti-magic barrier, sent the rabble scattering like headless flies.

They were all subdued by a ragtag army of slave servants.

[The End]

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