Isabel left after Yoosung and Amelia washed up. I opened the bathroom door and went in.
A mirror with white cloudy liquid on the floor and a woman's handprint remaining on it.
A bathhouse where traces of a rough affair clearly remain.
gulp… .
She puts on a towel and tries to cover her huge chest.
Glass turned white by steam.
Isabel shook her head and erased the hard play that Yoosung must have played from her mind.
If I think about it more, I didn't know when I would end comforting myself alone, imagining happy days with him in an awkward way like last night.
Isabel entered the bathtub next to the bathhouse where their traces remained and looked up blankly at the steamy ceiling.
"…"
A great wizard leaves behind great magic techniques.
Isabel had been repeating these words to herself just a few days ago.
Yes. The characteristic of outstanding wizard families is incestuous marriage, or marriage between excellent wizard families, and having children.
In order to have a magic circuit superior to that of the previous generation and to further develop the techniques studied by the previous generation.
That was the first wall I encountered in my life as a wizard, and the simplest sentence that explained why wizards were so rare.
Isabel was fortunate enough to have inherited her mother's blood, and inherited most of the family's hair color, circuitry, and talents.
This was one of the reasons why she was not kicked out of the family at all.
He might be looked down upon, but he was a wizard after all.
Passing down the generations with children with excellent circuits.
That is the fate of the wizard and the teachings that have been passed down.
Only by receiving superior genes will he be able to spread his magic more widely.
Somehow she pushed him out of her head by masturbating to herself.
He is a completely unsuitable spouse for a wizard. Let's give up. Let's let go.
She acknowledges and accepts her magic for the first time. My love for the man who treated me so kindly, slowly. Killed quietly.
To no longer be jealous of seeing him and his wife living happily.
My heart ached, and I was afraid of getting sick every night before I went to sleep, so I didn't know I was acting defensive.
but.
-"Then… do you understand now? Since this is your first time using magic, would you like to try using the magic I engraved on you? If a little bit of water drips, I can just wipe it up."
-"…Hey, did you understand that I just touched my back, Lani? I don't know anything."
-"You don't have to think too hard about it. The magic I engraved is the basic of the basics: water rises and falls from the hand. If you just think of it, the things I have engraved will naturally react and pop out."
While he was reacting like that, at some point he looked intently into space.
Before I could even explain that I had to chant and spread a magic circle.
-"Summon water."
And then the circuits move and act just as if they had been decided.
Isabelle collected the floating water in her hands and remembered Yoosung's appearance at that time.
"…Even from a wizard's perspective, a person that everyone would covet…"
The most dangerous thing about using basic magic is that its output and degree of imagination are mixed.
It was impossible to use exactly the same magic unless the 'scroll' was printed with precise engravings by hand.
In addition, as he was using magic for the first time, he should have thought about the possibility that water would pour out completely due to lack of stability, causing him to faint due to lack of magic, or that a few drops of water would come out and then dry up.
He did the next magic and the next magic without any hesitation.
Water, lightning, fire.
All were used simply, regardless of their properties.
Although it was all just basic magic. It's completely 'cooked.' A level that has been reached.
The thing that has the greatest influence on the 'completeness' of magic is the wizard's 'circuit'.
In other words, his circuit… is truly top-notch.
To be honest. If we reported him to the Magic Tower, we could not rule out the possibility that he would become a formidable figure. On the other hand, if you put it in a bad way, you could be caught and dissected.
-Bubble bubble.
Isabelle put her face into the bath water and hit her head.
You shouldn't do that. You shouldn't think like this.
Having a child with a great wizard…
Isabelle the Sorcerer also stuck the barrel and seal.
He was the perfect husband.
Because everything was excellent. Both as a woman and as a magician.
He is kind, has a good body, seems like he can protect himself, is always by your side when you're sick, doesn't hold back on expressing affection, and doesn't care about things like the pride that is typical of nobles.
"No! no…!! I would never do something like that…!"
Puck, puck, puck,
After thinking that far, Isabel shook her head and slapped herself.
Which is optimal?
He already has an owner.
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"Yuseong, they are probably already on guard here…. Yooseong… Here you are~~."
Square, square-
Amelia's arms naturally go up every time she moves her hands.
And according to that. Amelia's side breasts reveal their presence and pink areolas extend beyond the thin T-shirt.
My eyes were fixed on that place.
There was a map in front of us.
As Isabelle told me, their previous base.
And perhaps even to the expected extent and location.
Amelia's wealth of experience and knowledge and Isabel's knowledge of the mission. And it was a map with various markings taking into account the variables that would be present in the forest I knew well.
Since I couldn't leave this place on the first day, the path to completely avoiding their gaze was a failure. Even if she could use stealth magic, Isabel wouldn't know. Due to a lack of magical power, Amelia can't keep drinking potions for long, and if she encounters a monster with a good sense of smell while passing by, she has to run away. In the worst case scenario… I'll have to do something on my own.
Amelia looked at the map on her desk with her arms crossed seriously.
The red kiss mark engraved on the white cleavage on the arm didn't look that good.
"However, the worst case must also be assumed. In that case… a shooting star?"
Amelia turned her gaze toward me, narrowed her eyes and tugged at my ear.
Amelia is a little angry with me. That's because I almost lost my back after doing it in the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen for three days, day and night.
To be honest, it didn't hurt, but I pretended to be in pain because I thought it would make me feel worse if I didn't.
"Ahh, let go! Ahh,"
"Didn't I tell you not to look at my breasts while we were talking? Just like that yesterday, ah."
He continued talking, but then stopped mid-sentence, perhaps realizing that it wasn't just the two of us here.
Isabelle was slightly blushing and lowering her head. "Father, I don't think fighting between couples is a good thing…! "It looked like she wanted to say the same thing. It's a feeling I can't bring myself to say out loud.
"So, did you hear what I said?"
"Wasn't it about making a plan for the worst case?"
"That's right."
Amelia said sternly.
"If you ever encounter a swordsman, you must think about what to do."
"…"
Swordsmith.
A person on a different level from dealing with a party of heroes without a hero.
The individual level of each member of the warrior party is equivalent to that of ten elite knights.
On the other hand, their status as a swordsman… is said to be equivalent to that of an elite knight corps. It's on a completely different level.
They said he could cut down a mountain with one sword… Even if that was an exaggeration, he would have torn my arms and legs like pieces of paper.
Not to mention Isabelle, who is a sorceress, and Amelia, who returned to the body of an ordinary woman.
The atmosphere was so desolate.
Well… let me be honest with you.
"I'll take my time."
""...?""
Amelia's expression, who had been seriously contemplating until now, turns pale.
This makes me want to play around a bit.
"Well, to be honest, I think it would be difficult for me to endure the pain of losing Amelia. And the only person I can deal with is me. If you feel like you've been discovered, it's more efficient to buy time by drawing attention."
"Are you talking about fighting that guy together?"
"No, I'm talking about abandoning me."
In an atmosphere like thin ice, Amelia asked with a trembling voice.
"Then, Yoosung's life. As for comfort, I'm left alone… What becomes of me…? ?"
I gently held Amelia's trembling hand and placed my hand on the back of her hand to make her feel as reassured as possible.
"Survival. Remembering me."
To be honest, this was the simplest method that I could easily think of right away.
Amelia said, shaking her head.
"Then… Then… Aren't I the only one who survives? Yooseong, weren't you staying with me?"
"Amelia, there are times in this world that cannot be helped."
"Of course, I could have survived that way, but Yoosung was taken prisoner…!!"
"You just have to survive. I need to take out some more potions."
"…."
Amelia said nothing and stared at me without saying anything.
However, looking at her moist eyes that looked like they were about to shed tears at any moment, her slightly parted lips, and her sorrowful gaze, I could roughly guess what she wanted to say.
I put my finger between my slightly parted lips as if I was possessed by something.
-Churrrrp, churp…
The reaction was immediate.
As soon as she inserted her finger into the center of her tongue, Amelia moved her tongue strangely, as if she were performing fellatio.
The point is to keep your eyes gently closed because you have instinctively experienced many deepthroats.
"…Hmph!"
I covered my mouth, probably surprised by what I had done so carelessly, and looked at Isabelle and me in turns.
Then he quickly spits out his finger and quickly thinks about what happened to him…
"Profit! Again, you are playing with me again!!!!! Yooseong!!!"
Hwaaaah, Amelia blushes and becomes enraged.
Amelia, who had been hitting my back for a long time, was only able to stop after Isabel calmed her down.
Then, Amelia quietly held my hand and leaned into my arms. Soon, she opened her mouth in a depressed voice.
"Next time, never say something like that again… . For me, losing Yoosung is… afraid. I go back to a world without you and spend the remaining time living alone and lonely. I'm scared of the rest of my life that I have to endure alone… ."
She, who accepted me with a smile every day, trembled with anxiety and closed her eyes.
How dare you deceive me again?! I thought he was going to get angry and yell. Later, if you just act like you're genuinely anxious and worried, you'll feel guilty.
"It's okay. Anyway, I said that because I also had thoughts."
"Was it like that…? ?
Amelia's expression relaxed with relief.
"Yes. And I… have no intention of leaving Leah alone. It's not that I don't trust Amelia. If you look at the other men above who give attention to our Ria's heart, you think that even if they died, they will come back to life?"
"…Do you like my breasts that much?"
Amelia's face was bright red and she slowly pushed her breasts towards me.
My wife is turning her head, pretending to dislike me, but keeping her chest close to me and glancing, glancing, checking my reaction, which drives me crazy.
"Yes, Amelia is mine."
"… !"
Amelia opened her eyes wide and looked at me in turn.
Just my own.
A woman that only I can have.
Jealousy that makes other people feel bad even when they look at them.
This is a voluptuous body, no… a sleazy bitch… no, no.
It was the desire for exclusiveness that a man with a devoted and beautiful wife should have.
But is my jealousy cute, or am I happy because it rings in my ears?
Amelia, who was smiling brightly with an innocent expression, was now, on the contrary, burying her face in my arms, burying her head like the happiest woman in the world.
Every time that happens, I feel happy when my big breasts press against my abdomen.
"Yuseong, can you tell me one more time? This is what I want to hear before I leave. I… I am, your… Yoosung's… Heh…hehe, that's a good sound."
Isabel left the room without saying anything.