“Could it be your first time?”
A fleeting thought crossed Charles’s mind. It wasn’t uncommon for Beast Masters to remain celibate throughout their lives, and considering Emma’s power, there probably wasn’t a man in all of Genosha who could catch her eye.
This realization only fueled Charles’s sense of conquest. He gently lifted her long legs, positioning himself, and slowly pushed forward.
The tightness was overwhelming, but the intense sensation of being enveloped made Charles moan in pleasure.
“It hurts… it hurts!” The once ethereal beauty now lay beneath Charles, her eyes filled with a seductive allure as she gazed up at him, her breathy voice echoing in his ear.
Charles, having been quite experienced in his past life, knew that prolonging this would only increase her pain. With a firm thrust, he broke through, feeling a rush of satisfaction as he fully entered her. The untouched depths, never before explored by any man, were now entirely molded to his shape, as Charles claimed her completely.
As Charles continued with rhythmic thrusts, Emma’s initial frown from the pain gradually softened, and she began to emit low moans that matched his movements.
The once high-ranking Vice Principal of Nova Academy, who had commanded respect in front of thousands, now displayed the vulnerability and allure of a woman beneath him. The intense sense of conquest made Charles’s entire being tremble, his body igniting like a powder keg ready to explode.
“Ah… ah… please, be gentle…”
Under the influence of the [Seduce Potion], Charles had long lost all sense of reason. The more Emma struggled and pleaded, the more forceful he became.
In the confined space of the barrier, there was no Charles—only a wild, lust-driven beast.
…
Outside the tent, near the edge of the barrier, a group of male and female students stood with worried expressions.
“It’s been so long, and Vice Principal hasn’t come out yet. Do you think something might have happened?”
“Yeah, that Charles is only a Level 2 Beast Master. Can he really be trusted?”
It had been five hours since Charles had taken Emma into the tent. Many of the students wanted to go in and check on them, but they were repelled by the water-blue barrier that surrounded the area.
Just as everyone was at their wits’ end with worry…
Lightning Demon Ape!!!
A sudden explosion erupted, and in an instant, the barrier and the tent were reduced to tattered fragments. A figure shot out from the wreckage, followed closely by another in a flash of cyan.
The students barely caught a glimpse, but it seemed the two figures were none other than Charles and Vice Principal Emma. The suddenness of the scene left everyone in utter shock.
…
“Senior Emma, I swear I had no control over what happened! If we hadn’t done it, both of us would have died from heart failure!” Charles, now bound by a water-blue rope, was sweating bullets as he spoke.
Emma glared at Charles with cold, disdainful eyes, as if she were looking at something utterly repugnant.
The audacious boy was speaking as if curing her of the lust poison was his accomplishment, yet she knew full well that the aphrodisiac had been forced on her while she was unconscious.
A water-blue energy gradually condensed into a longsword in Emma’s hand, her emerald eyes reflecting a cold, murderous intent.
“You stole my purity. Today, I will kill you!” Emma’s voice, usually clear and melodious, now sounded as cold and piercing as ice.
“It’s all my fault for being careless! That seduce potion was something I was experimenting with—I never meant for it to get mixed in with the healing medicine!” Charles felt utterly helpless. That night, he had been practicing alchemy until late, and in his tired state, he had accidentally misplaced the miracle drug, leading to this disastrous outcome.
Seeing the boy’s somewhat pitiful expression, the sword in Emma’s hand trembled slightly. With her strength, it would take just a bit of force to sever his head, but somehow, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
After all, this boy had saved her life twice. Without him, she would have either died under the Serpentkin’s spear or succumbed to the poison.
Splat…
The sword in Emma’s hand, along with the ropes binding Charles, dissolved into droplets of water and vanished.
Her transparent emerald eyes flickered slightly, and her expression became desolate, more forlorn than a firework burning out.
With her back to Charles, Emma spoke in a cold, distant voice: “Leave. I don’t want to see you again. And whatever happened today, you must never speak of it. If I hear anything, I’ll make sure you regret it.”
Watching the lonely figure of Emma as she walked away, Charles felt a deep sadness that he couldn’t quite explain. Although what happened between them was unintentional, he had undeniably become the first man to be with her. Yet now, he wasn’t even allowed to acknowledge their relationship.
Perhaps, from Emma’s perspective, as the Vice Principal of Nova Academy, being involved with an unknown, insignificant boy was far from honorable.
A Level 7 Beast Master was someone who could stand at the pinnacle of Genosha, a top-tier powerhouse even in the entire Eastern Wasteland. How could she possibly see a mere Level 2 Beast Master like him as anything significant?
Returning to the camp, Charles began to pack his belongings, preparing to leave. The surrounding students looked on with regret.
“Charles, you just saved Vice Principal from the serpent poison. We didn’t even get a chance to properly thank you, and now you’re leaving so suddenly?”
“Yeah, the Ferocious Beast Mountain Range is so dangerous. What if something happens to you out there alone? It’s safer if you stay with us.”
Charles politely declined the offers from those around him to stay.
Emma had already given him the cold shoulder, and no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn’t bring himself to linger any longer.
After packing up his belongings, Charles waved goodbye to everyone and set off, leaving the camp behind. The depths of the Ferocious Beast Mountain Range were too dangerous, so he planned to return to the area near Kentish Mountain to continue his training.
Not long after he began walking, he noticed a faint fragrance in the air. Though well-concealed, Charles caught a glimpse of a strand of pale blue hair through the gaps in the leaves. He smiled up at the trees.
“What’s this? Still reluctant to let me go, coming to see me off in secret? Just a word of advice—wearing a skirt while standing up high isn’t the best idea… easy to flash someone.”
Before Charles could finish his sentence, a cold gleam struck the tree beside him, cutting down a towering ancient tree with a single blow.
“Hmph, women can be so ruthless!” Charles swiftly dodged the falling tree and waved behind him. “Even if a goddess falls to earth and a toad manages to steal a kiss, is there really a need to hunt down the toad to the ends of the earth?”
As the sun set, the evening breeze lifted Emma’s long, flowing hair.
Watching Charles’s figure gradually disappear into the distance, her expression grew complicated. After a long moment, she sighed softly.
The leaves rustled, and the beautiful figure vanished from sight.
…
After bidding farewell to the teachers and students of Nova Academy, Charles headed north, returning to Kentish Mountain. Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Meeting Emma felt like a dream.
During those three days, Charles made his way back to the Nine Hell River, hunting ferocious beasts along the way. If he encountered one he couldn’t defeat, he used [Darkness Cloak] to avoid the battle. In just three days, he climbed over 200 places on the leaderboard.
With this intense training, both Max and Mousie made significant progress, their levels increasing to 14 and 13, respectively. Now, even facing some first-tier ferocious beasts above level 15 posed little challenge for Charles.
Like the [Long-Tailed Bat] in front of him.
[Long-Tailed Bat]
[Attribute]: Metal
[Level]: 16
[Quality]: Bronze
[Skills]: Tail Sting, Whip Strike, Sharp Fang, and Spike
[Emotion]: Irritated
[Health]: Hungry
[Weakness]: Fire attribute
[Description]: This is a hungry Long-Tailed Bat that relies on its agile aerial maneuvers to attack enemies, delivering a fatal strike with its long tail when the enemy is exhausted.
“Max! Mousie! Attack!”
Charles gave the command.
Max launched an ice spike attack from a distance, while Mousie projected the image of a long-beaked bird. Under the combined assault of the two Mystical Beasts, the Long-Tailed Bat was quickly defeated.
[Ding! You have defeated the ferocious beast [Long-Tailed Bat] (Lv16 · Bronze Quality)!]
[Mystical Beast Max (Lv.14) Loyalty +0! Experience +300!]
[Mystical Beast Mousie (Lv.13) Loyalty +1! Experience +310!]
[Acquired Bat Tail Spike ×1!]
[Acquired Long-Tailed Bat Wings ×2!]
[…]
As the system notifications chimed, the once arrogant spiked bat was reduced to ferocious beast materials and a few hundred experience points.
After gathering the materials and storing them in his inventory, Charles’s stomach suddenly growled.
“Come on, Max, Mousie, let’s have grilled fish tonight!”
At Charles’s suggestion, Max excitedly tried to burrow into Charles’s arms, completely forgetting its current size, and ended up knocking Charles to the ground.
The air was thick with humid mist, and in the distance, the sound of waves gently lapping against the shore could be heard.
With excitement, the trio made their way to the banks of the Nine Hell River.
Even though his [Storage Space] was stocked with plenty of beast meat, Charles occasionally craved something fresh. The wild fish from the Nine Hell River were exceptionally tasty, especially when freshly caught and grilled. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Charles set up a grill on a large, flat stone by the riverbank, then prepared the area for fishing. While Mousie preferred nuts over meat, Max was eagerly watching the float on the water, clearly excited to help Charles keep an eye out for any bites.
“Sigh!” (Master, the fish has taken the bait!)
Hearing Max’s alert, Charles reeled in the fishing line and, sure enough, pulled out a large, wriggling bass.
After cleaning the fish and slicing it into fillets, the aroma of grilled fish soon filled the air.
Few dared to fish in the depths of the Nine Hell River, so the bass population had exploded. Despite fishing and eating simultaneously, Charles soon found himself completely stuffed.
Just as he was about to pack up and call it a night, Max excitedly cried out again, “Master, another fish is on the line!”
Responding to Max’s call, Charles quickly grabbed the rod, but this time, no matter how hard he pulled, the catch wouldn’t budge. With years of fishing experience under his belt, Charles was certain that this time he had hooked something big!
The fish struggled violently, nearly dragging Charles into the river.
“I don’t believe this! I’m a Beast Master—are you telling me I can’t handle one fish?” Charles, determined not to lose, gritted his teeth and pulled with all his might.
“Woo woo—”
A deep, mournful sound emanated from beneath the water, reminiscent of the blue whale calls from his previous life—low and resonant, with a powerful, penetrating quality.
Splash!
The water erupted as a massive head emerged from the depths of the Nine Hell River. The colossal head, as large as a small hill, glared at Charles with blood-red eyes.
It was only then that Charles realized, with a mix of horror and disbelief, that his fishing hook was lodged in the creature’s nostril…