Circuit transplantation.
Circuit transplantation is something that is rarely even attempted unless it is from a blood-related family of master magicians.
Even if they are related by blood, it would be impossible if the characteristics of the circuits repel each other, and even if it were possible, it would take several years to adapt to the aftereffects and new circuits.
However, in my case, it was possible to overturn that common sense.
First of all, this is not a transplant that inherits magic. It is an act that is close to preserving her state and further healing her wounds.
My horsepower circuit is almost at an all-purpose level.
Thanks to the status window, it can accommodate any attribute that almost any wizard could dream of, and can store any magic.
Moreover, the storage space is large and the size is extra large.
It's a circuit that can easily contain Isabelle's magic, no matter how wild it is. Thanks to its characteristics, there are even more such things.
I won't be able to use magic for a while… . It's not like they're transplanting everything. Since it is only a small amount given to the injured area, this amount will recover on its own if you drink the potion every day.
Cold sweat drips from the tip of Amelia's chin. That probably means he's very nervous.
"If… If anything goes wrong… no. Me, I… Even if you become unable to fight anymore, I will live my whole life devotedly."
… Should I call this amazing or a strong obsession?
"… … Old man, you dared to leave a mark on my husband."
Amelia, who had been hugging my waist with her exhausted body for a while, soon looked at my wounds and opened the lid of the potion.
"Ouch,"
After that, Amelia started applying potion to the cut on her arm.
I inadvertently complained of pain due to the stinging sensation that made my skin feel hot.
How long has it been like that? Amelia, who had already applied all the medicine to the wounds all over her body, gritted her teeth.
"… Damn bitch."
It wasn't something I said to Isabel.
It must have been a curse hurled at Erza for cutting her beloved husband.
She narrowed her eyes as if she was getting annoyed just thinking about it.
My husband's once clean skin was scratched.
That too with a sword on the head, copulation, and sex. To a poor bitch who only has these three.
It's as if the scabbard was engraved as his own. How could you not be annoyed?
Soon she shook her head.
There was something important left to do right now, but I didn't know if I was swayed by these emotions, I might make an even bigger mistake.
'… Next time we meet again, I'll definitely do it then.'
Afterwards, he was able to calm down only after leaving a ( ) shaped lip mark on Yooseong's neck.
It was the moment when the blue magic glowed and Isabelle's skin came back to life.
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Falling into deep flames.
Acrid air, dizzying vision. A hot ember that makes your lungs suffer every time you drink it.
It was an old memory.
These are memories of a time when I was locked in my room without accomplishing anything.
As soon as he was born and regained his magical power, he was forcibly locked in a warehouse and almost died, and was subjected to all kinds of jealousy.
Isabelle, you are a disgrace to your family. Don't be cocky. You're just a lucky piece of trash who can't do anything and barely escaped being a commoner due to your half-life. If you didn't have a family, you would be no different from a slave.
Soon, the embers that had been burning from her toes grew in size and began to attack Isabelle as if they would engulf her at any moment.
While I was in pain and out of breath. Slowly, I opened my eyes.
"… haha. Haha."
As I wiped my head and raised my upper body onto the bed sheets soaked in cold sweat, I found myself inside my familiar studio.
I quickly got up with the pain completely gone and the comfortable feeling I felt.
After catching her breath, Isabel placed her hand on her large chest and sighed heavily. It wasn't a dream because I saw my chest rising and falling every now and then.
As she was massaging her huge breasts starting from her left shoulder where she had been cut, she suddenly realized something strange.
Something is strange.
"… The circuit is almost fine?"
She got up to answer her questions about what happened to her body. To find a shooting star.
But then suddenly I heard someone's voice grabbing my shoulder from behind.
"Are you awake?"
"?!"
When Isabel heard that voice, she was so startled that she even let go of the blanket she was holding.
This was because it suddenly came out from behind.
'… Come to think of it.'
A vague feeling passing through my mind.
I was used to it.
I know because I have touched it several times.
Big and bulky. long. When discharged once, the amount is large.
"… … Yu, surname?"
Isabel, who quickly realized that the circuit had been implanted, slowly raised her trembling head and looked at him.
Let alone how it was successful. Isabel was greatly confused about the current situation.
"Body, the body… The body… Ah, that… because of me… Ah, uh… … Ugh, sorry… do… … ."
I calmed down Isabelle, whose eyes were red as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.
"It's okay. My circuit is special. Don't die. Isabelle is also refreshed, right?"
"… Yes, yes."
Whoo, whoo. After taking a long time to catch her breath, she was soon able to shake her shrunken shoulders.
Then Isabel, who was silent for a moment, lowered her head and turned away as if she realized something. Therefore, although his facial expression was not visible, the tips of his ears could be seen to be slightly red.
"… ."
For a wizard, giving his circuit means. Although it was an old-fashioned way, it was a very romantic way of confessing. In most cases, when proposing marriage, a small portion of the circuit is visualized and given out.
Give a gift of magic that can be used only once in a lifetime, and receive a very small circuit in return… A confession like something out of a romance novel.
However, if it is engraved on the body… It was no different from the intention to love him for the rest of his life.
'Why, why did you give me the circuit… ? pay? Mating? pregnancy? marriage? Wizard? The child… 'About five?'
'Wait a minute, but Yoosung already has Amelia… . Then, affair… ? Family breakdown… ? Heartbreak, breakup… ?'
At that moment, all kinds of thoughts were swirling in Isabel's head.
A strange sensation came from my shoulders.
"Well, Yoosung's big and hard thing came into me… I can feel it."
"… Please choose your words."
"Ah, ah… I'm sorry."
"Still, I'm glad I woke up. Amelia fell asleep for a while while the circuit was implanted."
The tone of voice in which he said this exuded concern.
"… ."
Isabel patted my shoulder and sighed.
Although she deeply likes Yoosung for sacrificing herself for her, she noticed that there was a clear difference in the tone of voice between when she called Amelia's name and when she called herself.
In the end, he unconsciously realized that what he had imagined did not happen.
"… Yes, that's right."
As Isabel thought for a moment that she had been mistaken, a great sense of frustration surged from her heart. After I came to my senses. Before I knew it, my eyes were turning red.
At some point, Isabelle was relying a lot on his repayment.
"… Thank you, Yoosung."
However, Amelia swallowed the countless words that were filling up her throat, and barely managed to spit out those words while holding her breath.
After rummaging in the air again, he opened a bottle and held it in front of Isabelle.
"Now, it's a potion. Drink up and go to sleep too. You must be very tired."
He was right. Because I'm a little too tired now. It would be much better to sleep again. It was difficult to continue to accept and endure my current emotions.
Because it was hard to suppress my emotions every time I saw his face.
Isabelle took the bottle from Yoosung and drank everything inside.
however.
"… ?"
Isabel felt something strange, the burning inside of her throat and the pungent intoxicating sensation that rose up.
Soon, she stumbled and fell into Yooseong's arms.
He heard the voice of a man screaming in astonishment after noticing the snake symbol on the bottle too late.
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[ ?????You have ingested a special elixir. A curse is granted. ]
[The total amount of magical power of the target increases. ]
[ All impurities in the magic circuit are removed. ]
[The size and durability of the magic circuit will permanently increase. ]
[The xxx curse is invalidated.]
"… No, wait a minute. Did you use up all the potions?"
I randomly took out something that caught the bottle. The first thing that surprised me was that it was snake wine.
Before I even worried about her, I was heartbroken that the curse had been nullified.
However, the second thing that surprised me was… .
She was like a maid who was so blunt and didn't show her emotions… These were statements that revealed their tender inner self without hesitation.
"Sniff… … Sniff… … Ugh, black… … Why, why can't that happen… ? Oh, that bastard… I worked really hard, but hehehe."
This is because Isabel suddenly hugged me from behind and burst into tears.
'No, what's going on now?'
When I saw that, I quickly tried to wake Isabel up, but Isabel, who was hugging me tightly from behind, wouldn't let me.
"That… … Isabelle?"
"Sniff… … . Like that, like that… Don't call me… Black,"
Isabel continued, wiping away her tears.
"Me too… Sniff, like a hero… Sniff, affectionate, sniff… If you call me with your voice… it can not… ?"
Eyes reminiscent of a pitiful animal.
Isabelle, who continued to shed tears while holding on to my collar, clung to my arms.
"Sniff… Why, huff… dragon… Sir… like that… Call me kindly… For me, sniffle. Why, with those eyes… see… ?"
Isabelle has brightened up somewhat since she became closer to me. There were times when he showed his feelings, but this was the first time he appealed that he felt anxious when he said it so directly.
Mostly, he apologized for disappointing me and asked for recognition and attention.
… How did Isabelle, the magic tower genius, develop such severe dependency? .
I couldn't help but be embarrassed by the words he kept saying.
I can't believe it, I'm even shedding tears while holding my pants. All he can say is why he looks at himself and speaks like that.
"Me too, me too… Ugh, black… … Hugging me, I sniffled. Accept… … You can't do this… ? If you always hold me in your arms kindly… … ."
"… … ."
"Sniff… This is all for the first time… ! Why is my heart so tight… ? The traces of love that can be seen when sweeping the floor with a broom, huh. The noise you hear when Yoosung and Amelia make love… … Every time… I keep feeling sick… "
"That's Isabel… ."
"Me too… . I love you… … It's my first time feeling like this and I'm not good at it, so I don't know what to do… … me too… … By name… Sniff… Sweetly… … Hugging me… ."
"No, then it would be an affair… … ."
"Infidelity? I do things like that! Am I going to rape them anyway? Did Yooseong rape you? ! I can't live without Yoosung! If you're going to worry about it anyway, it's better to just admit your mistake and apologize after you've committed it!!"
"… Looking forward,"
"I don't like it! Please hurry and hug me!"
No matter how I suggested a compromise, Isabel cried and threw a tantrum and clung to me even more.
… Because there are things I did wrong.
"… … Isabelle, come here."
"Please open your arms a little more."
"… Are you coming?"
I hugged her with a slightly embarrassed look, and Isabel suddenly looked up at me with earnest eyes.
"Well, I… Throw it away… Please don't roll it up. Insolently… You're not mad because I behaved… ? Well, the master… Yoosung is so kind that he keeps doing this… . I'll be careful from now on… If you just do it today, today… … You can treat her later as a sex slave, or you can treat her as a work slave who just scrolls all day. Actually, I have never been dissatisfied with my master… … Town,"
"Isabel. I have no intention of abandoning you anymore, so calm down."
Heesilheesil, when I said that, Isabelle smiled happily.
"… … Lord, I love you so much… ."
And when I saw that, I almost lost my mind due to the feeling of disconnection from the cold and heartless appearance.
A woman who kept her cool emotions and tone.
When I was drunk, I was laughing wildly right in front of my eyes. Just because a man loves him.
No, I didn't even whisper love. He only said a few words, but his voice was irritated.
"No, liking it isn't enough anymore… ."
"I love you, Yoosung… Mr."
Isabel fixed my arm with a dreamy look and made eye contact.
-Kkkdeudeudeudeuk!!
Two arms locked together as if they would never let go.
In addition to having just consumed the elixir, there is also an overflowing amount of magical power.
Besides, I was quite exhausted, so I didn't have the strength to pull out the hand that Isabelle had pinned on me.
"I love you, give it to me… Is that right?"
I knew for a long time that I had feelings for you, but… … I didn't know that I would get hit by a fastball like this as soon as I got up.
emergency.
That's also a super emergency.
"… … ."
When I continued to not answer, Isabel opened her mouth with a tearful expression on her face.
"Yu, Yoosung… … Do you hate me?"
I was biting my lip with tears forming around my eyes.
He went from excitement to anxiety to sadness to the point where I thought he might be a bipolar patient, and as if his emotional graph had hit rock bottom, he hugged his knees and spoke.
"Oil, oily… I guess you don't like me like this either… … ? yes yes… Sniff. Even if it were me, a woman like this would be a no-brainer… Ugh, huh… I, I… … I guess I have no right to be loved or liked by anyone… Ha ha ha ha ha… … Why is there no one who likes me… ?"
"… ."
I said nothing. He quietly pulled Isabelle around her waist and hugged her.
At the same time, Isabelle's eyes were brightly raised, and her lips were soft.