《Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world》


 Chapter 1 - 1: This bitch

    "Huh? What the hell are you saying?"


    A young man who was sitting in front of the drawing board in his Art class muttered after hearing the woman''s words through the mobile he was holding near his ear.


    Hearing his mutter in the quiet class, all the women sitting around the class turned to look at him.


    Some looked at him in annoyance, while some in disdain.


    A woman who seemed to be the teacher walked to him and spoke in a stern tone "Brandon Kael, can you please be silent in class? In the first place, why are you using your mobile during my class?"


    Brandon raised his blue eyes to glance at the woman and sighed in his heart "Forgive me, teacher. But I think I will take a little break."


    Without waiting for her reply, he abruptly stood up and grabbed his bag before leaving the room.


    As he left the classroom, the teacher''s gaze narrowed, ''No respect for me? Just because his sister is an... Empyrean?''


    Hurriedly stepping out of the classroom, his eyes quivered in dread as he spoke into the mobile "Yeon, what the hell are you saying?"


    "Break up? Why.. what happened?"


    He only got a nonchalant reply from the other side "It is what it means. I have lost my feelings for you..."


    Brandon was totally confused as his girlfriend whom he has been in relationship for 8 months is spouting bullshit over the phone.


    Still amidst the chaos, he took a soft breath calming his racing heart "Yeon... you are still in the apartment, right? I will come there now, let''s talk."


    "No."


    However, he only got a curt reply as the woman continued "I have already left the apartment, and I am never coming there."


    "What?"


    Brandon was even more confused, because just yesterday he was cuddling and kissing her, but suddenly today she lost feelings for him?


    With a scoff, the woman on the other side spoke "Well... I just started dating you because you are pretty cute and your sister is an Empyrean."


    "But now I have lost interest in you..."


    Huh? Brandon stood frozen in the hallway, the distant murmur of students and the soft hum of the air conditioning fading into the background.


    "Yeon..."


    "What do you mean by that? You¡­ can''t be serious, right?"


    Her tone remained nonchalant, "Why is it so hard to understand, Brandon? It was fun while it lasted, but I''m done. Don''t take it personally; people move on."


    "Move on?" he uttered, his voice echoing faintly in the empty corridor.


    "You don''t just move on like that."


    "I thought I did," Yeon replied, her voice annoyingly calm.


    "But really, it was more about the excitement, you know? Dating someone connected to an Empyrean is thrilling, but I''ve realized I don''t need you or that connection anymore."


    Brandon finally realized ''It was never about me...''


    He clutched the phone tighter, his eyes narrowing. "How can you say that so casually? You really didn''t feel anything for me?"


    There was a pause on the other end, and for a fleeting moment, Brandon thought he''d struck a chord.


    But her next words shattered that hope.


    "You were cute, Brandon. Sweet, even. But feelings? Not really. I don''t think I ever loved you, not in the way you hoped."


    His legs felt weak, and he stumbled back against the cold wall of the corridor, sliding down until he sat on the floor.


    The coolness of the tiles seeped through his pants, but he barely noticed.


    "Why now? Why say all this now, after everything?"


    Another scoff, this one tinged with annoyance. "Why are you making this such a big deal? Look, it''s over. Don''t call me again, okay? Goodbye, Brandon."


    The line went dead as the soft beep of the disconnected call echoed in his ears.


    Brandon stared at the phone screen as Yeon''s contact name glared back at him. S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He still can''t believe she easily broke up with him like that.


    In these 8 months they have been living together; they shared their first kiss and even lost their virginities to each other.


    In this world where men are treated as scum, she was different... she actually respected him and had a very good time together.


    But suddenly... in one day, she became a different person.


    ''What the fuck happened to her?''


    Her smiling face flashed in his mind, and he sat there silently with the mobile in his hand.


    A soft sigh escaped his lips, and he leaned back on the wall, closing his eyes for a moment.


    However, hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes lightly to look at a handsome¡ªwell, rather than handsome... quite a cute young man walking towards him.


    That young man had black hair and green eyes, and he blinked his eyes in surprise to see Brandon sitting on the hall.


    "Brandon? Huh? The fuck are you doing outside here, bitch?"


    Brandon closed his eyes "Shut up, bastard..."


    Riven shook his head helplessly and sat beside his best friend on the floor "What happened... Has your sister started bullying you over the phone too?"


    As he sat, Brandon casually wrapped his arm around his shoulder and muttered "Yeon broke up with me."


    What?


    Riven was dumbfounded, as he knew how lovey-dovey they were.


    "Huh? Brandon... did you guys fight?"


    Brandon shook his head and let out a sigh "Nope. She just called me out of nowhere and ended things. No warning. Just ''I lost feelings for you'' and some bullshit about how she never really loved me in the first place."


    Startled to hear this, Riven was dumbfounded. "She just... called you and ended things? Just like that?"


    Brandon let out a bitter chuckle, rubbing his face with his hand before running them through his tousled black hair. "Yeah..."


    Riven''s expression darkened "Are you fucking kidding me?"


    Brandon shook his head, "Wish I was."


    Hearing his words, Riven''s eyes narrowed in anger. He isn''t the type to get worked up over things, but this? This was messed up.


    He had spent months seeing how happy Brandon was with Yeon, how much he adored her, how he went out of his way to make her feel loved and cared for.


    And now, she threw it all away like it was nothing?


    With a shake of his head, he muttered "You preferred an older woman; see what she has done to you... you perverted ass."


    Brandon smacked his chest playfully "Mother fucker..."


    Letting out a chuckle, Riven replied "Just saying, man. You got played."


    Brandon let out a groan. "God, don''t remind me."


    "That''s exactly what I''m gonna do." Riven grinned, nudging him.


    "I mean, eight months? You lived together.. and then, boom!¡ª''Thanks for the ride, buddy, I''m out''? Nah, that''s fucked."


    Brandon''s lips twitched in frustration "Yeah, I got that part, genius."


    Riven crossed his arms with a thoughtful look "So, what now? You gonna go cry in a dark room while sad music plays?"


    Brandon huffed "No. I need to get my stuff from the apartment and head home."


    Upon hearing this, Riven raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Need my help?"


    Brandon shook his head. "Nope. I''ll take care of it."


    Riven smirked and teased him again "You sure? What if you walk in and she''s already got some new dude in there? Just chillin'' on your couch, drinking your orange juice, scratching his¡ª"


    "Stop." Brandon groaned, shoving his face into his hands. "For fuck''s sake, Riven."


    Riven couldn''t help but chuckle. "I''m just preparing you for the worst..."


    Brandon exhaled softly. "You''re an asshole."


    Riven grinned, standing up and offering a hand. "C''mon. At least let me get you a coffee before you go. Can''t have you looking like a kicked puppy while retrieving your stuff."


    Brandon stared at his outstretched hand for a moment before sighing and taking it. "Fine."


    "Atta boy." Riven threw an arm around his shoulders as they walked toward the exit.


    "And if you need me later, I''m just a call away. I''ll even bring a baseball bat if needed."


    Brandon chuckled upon hearing this "Noted."


    Riven let out a sigh and spoke "That''s why they say bros before hoes..."


    With a shake of his head, Brandon replied "Fearing of women''s abuse in this world, many men turned to gay..."


    "HAHAHAHA..."


    ---


    Closing the cab''s door, Brandon stepped out onto the pavement with luggage in his hand.


    "Haa..." Letting out a sigh, he raised his gaze to look at the house in front of him.


    The two-story home stood just as he remembered, with its soft blue-painted exterior and white-trimmed windows.


    The porch light cast a warm glow, illuminating the neatly swept front steps and the potted plants lined along the edge.


    His gaze lowered ''In the end, no matter how I try to be independent and try to get away from her.. I am always coming back to her...''


    With the luggage in hand, he walked to the door and gently knocked on it.


    A few seconds later, the door opened and a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair and blue eyes stepped out.


    She was wearing casual clothes that accenturated her alluring curves, H cup breasts and she had a mature aura around her with a black mole below her lips.


    "Aunt Elize..."

 Chapter 2 - 2: Meeting Aunt

    Looking at the handsome young man standing at the doorstep, Elize''s eyes lit up with joy.


    A brilliant smile spread across her face as she jumped into his arms "Darling!"


    She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing him like she hadn''t seen him in years.


    Brandon, though slightly caught off guard by her enthusiasm, let out a soft sigh as he returned the hug.


    He felt her familiar warmth as he held her, and for a moment, the stress of the past few hours melted away.


    "Aunt Elize," he murmured softly and his eyes closed as he absorbed the comfort of the embrace.


    Elize finally pulled back just enough to look at him and playfully pinched his cheek.


    "Did you finally find your way back home after being entranced by your Korean girlfriend?"


    Brandon chuckled in response, shaking his head at her usual playfulness "Yeah¡­ I finally realized my Aunt is more precious than her."


    Hearing this, Elize raised an eyebrow in surprise.


    "Hm?" She tilted her head slightly. "You broke up with her?"


    Brandon''s grip on her waist loosened slightly as he let out a weary sigh. "You''re sharp with things like this¡­ Yeah, I broke up with her."


    For a brief moment, there was silence between them.


    Then, without warning, Elize burst out laughing "Pfft¡­ BAHAHAHA!"


    Brandon stared at her blankly as she mockingly laughed at him.


    "HAHAHAHA!" Elize continued, clutching her stomach as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.


    "What did you say before? ''I love my girlfriend so much¡­ I''m going to live with her in her apartment. She''s not like other women.''" She mimicked his tone, dramatically emphasizing each word.


    Brandon''s lips twitched, and a vein in his temple throbbed in mild frustration.


    "Hold on, hold on¡­" Elize gasped between fits of laughter.


    "I just¡­ I can''t believe you actually said that back then¡­ Hahahaha¡­"


    "Can you shut up for a moment?" he said, and gave a smack on her butt as her ass rippled.


    Elize yelped in surprise. "Ahh!" She rubbed the spot where he had smacked her but didn''t stop laughing.


    If anything, the ridiculousness of the situation made her laugh harder "Hahaha! Oh my gods, Kael, I missed you!"


    Deciding to put an end to her teasing, he crouched slightly and looped his arms around her waist as he lifted her off the ground.


    "Waaah!" Elize squealed as he hoisted her over his shoulder like a sack of flour.


    "Kael! What are you doing?"


    With a teasing tone, he replied "Let''s see if you can laugh like this while hanging upside down."


    Elize pounded her fists lightly against his back, still giggling uncontrollably. "Wait, wait! Hahaha! Put me down, you brute!"


    "Not happening," Brandon muttered as he carried her across the threshold and into the house.


    The familiar scent of lavender and baked goods hit him instantly, and he felt an odd sense of peace returning.


    This house had always been a sanctuary for him, even during his rebellious phases.


    No, It wasn''t the house... it was the warmth that Elize brought to it.


    Still dangling over his shoulder, Elize finally calmed down enough to speak between breaths. "Okay, okay, you win. Put me down before."


    Brandon chuckled but gently lowered her to the floor.


    Elize stumbled slightly before regaining her balance and her cheeks were flushed from laughing too hard.


    "Geez," she muttered, brushing imaginary dust off her casual clothes. S§×ar?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They stood in comfortable silence for a moment before Elize''s expression softened.


    She reached out and gently touched his arm. "Joking aside, are you okay? You look¡­ tired."


    Brandon hesitated, unsure how much to say. "I don''t know, Aunt Elize. It''s just been a rough day."


    Elize''s eyes looked at his face, understanding without him needing to explain further. "Well, you''re home now. We''ll get through it."


    "Mhm..."


    With a nod, she patted his head "Rest a bit, I will prepare the dinner for you..."


    As she spoke, she turned around and left for the kitchen.


    Looking at her back, Brandon took a deep breath ''I hate this...''


    He clenched his jaw, trying to keep the unwanted thoughts from taking root.


    ''I went to live with Yeon thinking that if I distanced myself from Aunt Elize, the feelings I have for her would diminish.''


    ''But now that I see her¡­ Ahhh¡­ Why is she so fricking beautiful?''


    Though he called her "Aunt," Elize wasn''t his blood relative.


    She was his late mother''s closest friend. When his mother passed away, Elize stepped in without hesitation.


    She had raised him with care and patience.


    She was his anchor during the times of his adolescence, the person who saw him at his weakest yet never judged or pitied him.


    But somewhere along the way, as he grew older, the bond between them had shifted... at least for him.


    What started as admiration and gratitude had deepened into something more complicated.


    He didn''t know when it had begun, but he knew he couldn''t stop it.


    ''I tried to bury my feelings¡­'' Brandon thought, pressing his palm to his forehead in frustration.


    ''I thought if I moved out, if I dated Yeon, I could suppress it. I thought being in love with someone else would make it go away.''


    But even Yeon, with all her charm and beauty, couldn''t fill the void that Elize occupied in his heart.


    And now that Yeon was gone, the emotions he had tried so desperately to bury were surfacing again.


    ''Whenever I see her¡­''


    Elize''s laughter from the kitchen floated down the hallway.


    She was probably humming to herself as she prepared dinner... a habit she had picked up over the years.


    It was such a small, simple thing, but to him, it was one of the most comforting sounds in the world.


    ''Haa¡­ This sucks.''


    There was no one he could talk to about this¡ªnot even Riven, who knew almost everything else about him.


    He couldn''t imagine telling anyone about the emotions that filled his heart whenever he thought of Elize.


    Because he knew, deep down, that Elize would be disappointed if she ever found out.


    She had always treated him with nothing but kindness and respect.


    To her, he was family.. a boy she had watched grow into a man.


    She had no idea that his feelings for her had crossed a line that should never have been crossed.


    Brandon sighed heavily, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned against the doorframe.


    He could hear the sound of pots and pans clinking in the kitchen and the scent of something delicious already beginning to waft through the air.


    ''Well, fuck it...''


    With a sigh, he walked back to his room upstairs.


    His room, tucked away at the end of the hallway, had been exactly as he left it... simple, with a neatly made bed, a desk that still held a few old sketchbooks, and a window that overlooked the front garden.


    The faint scent of lavender, a smell Elize always loved to infuse into the house, lingered in the air.


    He closed the door softly behind him and let out a long, tired sigh.


    Stripping off his clothes, he grabbed a towel from the nearby hook and headed to the adjoining bathroom to wash off the sweat.


    ---


    Wearing white t-shirt and black shorts he stepped down the stairs and saw that Elize is still cooking in the kitchen.


    Elize peeked out from the kitchen and smiled "Wait dear... Dinner will get ready in a few minutes."


    Nodding his head, he entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.


    The fuck? Brandon blinked in confusion.


    The shelves were packed with alcohol.


    Dozens of beer bottles lined the top shelf.


    Vodka, wine, and even a few bottles of whiskey took up the lower shelves.


    There wasn''t much room for anything else and there are only a few stray apples and a carton of milk pushed to the back.


    "Don''t tell me," he said, turning to look at Elize with raised eyebrows. "You were drinking even more after I left?"


    Elize turned to him with an amused chuckle, wiping her hands on a dish towel.


    "Yeah. Well, you left me all alone. I had to find some way to pass the time."


    Brandon gave her a deadpan look "You really went all out."


    Elize gestured toward the counter "The water''s up there if you still want it."


    Brandon grabbed a bottle and twisted the cap off, taking a long gulp as the cool liquid soothed his throat.


    Elize leaned against the counter, crossing her arms as she watched him "Oh yeah, we can drink later tonight to celebrate your breakup."


    Brandon almost choked on his water "Celebrate my breakup? Really?"


    With a giggle, Elize replied "What? It''s a good excuse. You''re finally free from that girl. I say that''s worth raising a glass or two."


    He shook his head, but a small, reluctant smile tugged at the corners of his lips. "You''re unbelievable."


    "Come on, Kael," she teased, using the nickname she''d given him years ago.


    "You need to loosen up. You''ve been moping since the moment you walked through that door."


    "Moping is a strong word..." he muttered.


    "Sulking, then."


    "I''m not sulking either."


    Elize arched an eyebrow "Brooding?"


    "Now you''re just throwing out synonyms."


    Letting out a chuckle, Elize spoke "We are surely having drinks later..."


    "Oh by the way, Charlotte is coming back today."


    WHAT?


    Brandon was startled to hear this. She is coming today?

 Chapter 3 - 3: Meeting Big Sister

    What?


    She is coming today?


    Brandon was startled to hear this and his gaze narrowed. If anyone hates him in this world, it would be his Big Sister, Charlotte.


    Just like Elize, Charlotte is also not his blood relative.


    She is the younger sister of Elize, so she is also like another aunt to him, but from a young age, he calls her Big Sister.


    However, Charlotte hates Brandon to her core.


    With a sigh, Brandon placed that bottle on the counter ''She thinks that Elize wasted her youthful life because she took care of me.''


    And, in a way, Charlotte wasn''t wrong.


    When his mother passed away, Elize took in.


    She had stepped into the role of his guardian with a level of care and dedication that went beyond simple responsibility.


    She could have lived a different life... without the burden of raising a grieving boy.


    Yet she chose him. She loved him. And in return, he loved her more than he could ever express.


    ''I owe her a lot, that''s why I can''t ever bring myself to voice my feelings to her.''


    As he turned to look at Elize, a little smile creased across his lips.


    Elize who was busily cooking was surprised as suddenly a pair of hands hugged her from behind.


    Hm? She turned her gaze to look at Brandon in surprise "Kael?"


    Brandon didn''t say anything and placed his chin on her shoulder as he caressed his cheeks with hers.


    There was something deeply soothing about being close to her... the scent of lavender mingling with the aroma of the food she was cooking, the softness of her hair and the steady rhythm of her breathing.


    Elize''s eyes crescented in worry seeing him like this "So, tell me... did you guys fight or something? Or did she discard you after using her for 8 months?"


    As his grip on her waist tightened, he spoke "The latter, she suddenly called me and told me that she doesn''t love me anymore."


    "In the first place, she said she loved me because my Sister is an Empyrean."


    Hearing this, Elize''s eyes quivered in shock but then she took a deep breath to control her anger "I see..."


    She doesn''t know what to say or how to console him in this situation.


    So she just let him hug her for a few minutes as they stood in a comfortable silence.


    Brandon also felt his heart at ease in her presence as her scent muddled his senses... the unique scent of Elize which he loved the most.


    A few minutes later, he pulled back from the hug and sighed "Seems like I got a bit... emotional."


    Elize turned to look at him and cupped his cheeks as a kind smile appeared on her face "It is okay to show your vulnerable side to me, darling."


    "You can always come to me if you need anything."


    Brandon let out a chuckle and leaned forward placing a kiss on her cheek "Thank you, Aunt..."


    Feeling his lips, a smile bloomed on Elize''s lips "Now, now.. go and play your favorite game to ease your mind. Dinner will be ready within half an hour."


    Brandon nodded and quickly exited the kitchen and his heart was light.


    Looking at his back, Elize''s gaze narrowed as a cold glint passed through her eyes,


    She quickly took her mobile from the counter and dialed a number.


    Within two rings, the call connected "Char..."


    Charlotte who was on the other side of the call spoke "Big Sister?"


    "Where are you now?"


    Hearing the question, Charlotte replied "Just got off the flight and I am in the car right now I will be there in an hour."


    With a sigh, Elize spoke "That Yeon broke up with Kael."


    Upon hearing this, Charlotte smiled faintly "Are you for real? Well, I always know that he is a loser."


    However, Elize is not in the mood to share her humor "Char, I have told you many times not to belittle him like that."


    Charlotte''s smile faded, but the amusement lingered in her tone "What do you want me to do about it?"


    "I want that Yeon dead by tomorrow."


    Charlotte raised an eyebrow "Tomorrow?"


    Elize''s eyes squinted "What? With your power... that should be easy."


    Scratching her head, Charlotte replied "Alright, consider her dead."


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    As the call cancelled, Elize gripped her mobile tightly ''Dared to hurt Kael.. and be alive?''


    Elize had thoroughly investigated Yeon before Kael moved in with her.


    From what she collected, Yeon seemed to be a good woman and she expected them to have a good love life.


    But she never thought, it would end up like this.


    ---


    The dining table had been set with a variety of dishes... grilled lemon herb chicken, garlic butter shrimp pasta, roasted vegetables, and a fresh arugula salad topped with shaved parmesan and cherry tomatoes.


    There was even a loaf of crusty sourdough bread on the side, along with a small dish of olive oil and balsamic vinegar for dipping.


    Elize had outdone herself as always.


    Brandon stepped into the dining room and couldn''t help but chuckle "Smells like a five-star restaurant in here. What''s the occasion?"


    "Told you we are celebrating your breakup."


    Shaking his head helplessly, Brandon took his seat and Elize sat beside him.


    They both dug in.


    The first bite of chicken melted in Brandon''s mouth... tender, juicy, with just the right hint of lemon and rosemary.


    "As usual, Aunt Elize''s cooking is the best."


    "Hahaha... I am glad you like it."


    They continued eating, their conversation light and playful.


    Brandon reached for the garlic butter shrimp pasta next, scooping a generous portion onto his plate.


    The buttery sauce clung to each noodle, and the shrimp were plump and flavorful. He polished off half of it in minutes.


    "Pace yourself, Kael, You''ll choke."


    "I can''t help it," he said as his mouth was stuffed with food.


    "This is the best thing I''ve eaten in weeks."


    "Are you saying your ex couldn''t cook?"


    Brandon gave her a deadpan look "Her idea of cooking was ordering takeout."


    Elize snorted "Tragic. No wonder you came crawling back to me."


    With a sigh, he spoke "I forgot how much I missed your cooking,"


    Elize''s eyes softened at his words "And I missed cooking for you."


    However, as they were eating suddenly they heard the front door opening and Elize smiled "Oh, seems like Char is back."


    A few seconds later, a woman stepped into the dining hall wearing white coat and white pants, as her heels clicked against the floor.


    She had long blonde hair like Elize and burning green eyes.


    Her cold gaze flickered to Brandon who was eating his food "What a pathetic loser are you? Lost your only girlfriend..."


    "I am pretty sure she found a better man than a loser like you."


    Brandon looked at the breathtaking woman and stayed silent.


    Because he knows what kind of power Charlotte holds, the title ''Empyrean'' is only given to the strongest awakeners in the world.


    However, before Charlotte could speak any further, she felt a chilling tingle run down her spine and glimpsed at Elize who was glaring at her.


    Charlotte lowered her gaze slightly and let out a soft sigh "Big Sister..."


    Elize gave a nod and asked "Want to have a meal with us?"


    With a shake of her head, Charlotte spoke "No, I am tired... I guess, I will take a bath and then sleep for today."


    "Mhm..."


    With that, Charlotte left the dining hall and went to her room upstairs.


    After she left, Elize looked at Brandon "Kael, don''t mind her..."


    With a shake of his head, he continued eating "No, I have been hearing the same from her for years now. I have grown numb."


    Hearing this, Elize raised her hand and patted his head affectionately "No matter what anyone says, I don''t regret it..."


    "I don''t think I wasted my life taking care of you. I am very happy that I could raise you, Kael."


    Brandon smiled upon hearing this "Thank you, Aunt."


    ---


    Walking up the stairs, Brandon made his way to his room.


    As he opened the door to his room, he was taken aback to see Charlotte standing inside.


    She was wrapped in a light pink towel, the material clinging to her curvaceous figure.


    Droplets of water traced lazy paths down her skin, accentuating the flush in her cheeks from the bath.


    Her damp hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves.


    The towel was just a shade too short, revealing her toned, shapely thighs.


    The knot securing it at her chest barely seemed to hold, and the cleavage exposed by the towel was hard to ignore.


    Charlotte glimpsed at him and her gaze narrowed "As it''s been a while, the heater in my bath was not working... so I came here."


    Brandon nodded his head as his eyes darted around her plump body but he quickly regained his composure.


    Charlotte didn''t dwell there much longer and walked past him.


    The towel swayed slightly with each step, and Brandon unbashedly stared at her chest.


    As she passed him, she paused for a moment, "You''ve gotten taller," she commented, her gaze briefly scanning him.


    "And... broader."


    The unexpected observation caught Brandon off guard, and he turned his head slightly to look at her, "Uh... thanks?"


    "Mhm..."


    ---


    Meanwhile, below Elize was preparing for them to have drinks all night.

 Chapter 4 - 4: Drinking with Aunt

    The dim light of the living room cast soft shadows across the walls as the television flickered quietly in the background.


    Brandon sat slumped on the corner of the plush sofa as his legs stretched out in front of him.


    A half-empty bottle of vodka sat on the table, along with a few scattered beer bottles and a mostly finished plate of chips and dip.


    Elize sat next to him, her feet curled beneath her, and a glass of wine in her hand.


    Her blonde hair was tied loosely behind her, with a few strands framing her flushed face.


    Brandon glanced at her with a chuckle "You''ve got a dangerous habit, you know,"


    "Drinking this much, especially after dinner. No wonder you stock the fridge like it''s an apocalypse."


    Elize giggled softly, setting her glass down on the table. "I had to prepare, didn''t I? My nephew''s heartbreak needed a full arsenal of alcohol."


    He rolled his eyes. "Heartbreak, huh? I''m over it already."


    "Oh, please." Elize leaned back, propping herself up with one elbow as she looked at him.


    He grabbed a beer bottle and twisted the cap off.


    The bottle hissed, and he took a long sip before setting it back down.


    They sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes with the sound of the TV... a random crime drama neither of them was really paying attention to, filling the gaps in their conversation.


    Looking at him, Elize asked "So, What''s the plan now? You sticking around for good this time?"


    Brandon shrugged. "Depends."


    "On?"


    He tilted his head "On whether my Aunt will spoil me or not."


    Hearing this, she giggled and leaned forward placing a kiss on his cheek "I will spoil you rotten Kael..."


    "So, stay here with your Aunt,"


    His gaze softened and he gave a nod "Mhm.."


    The alcohol continued to flow, vodka for Brandon, wine for Elize... and the conversation grew looser with every passing minute.


    More drinks followed, and before long, both of them were visibly tipsy.


    Elize''s cheeks were flushed from the wine.


    Brandon, for his part, felt the edges of his thoughts blurring as the alcohol dulled the usual weight of his mind.


    At one point, Elize leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder "You''re a good kid, Kael," she murmured in a soft voice.


    He didn''t say anything for a moment, just stared at the television with unfocused eyes "I''m not a kid anymore, Aunt Elize."


    "I know," she said quietly as her warm breath tickled against his shoulder "You grew up too fast."


    Keeping the wine glass below, she hugged him and lowered her head, resting on his shoulder "I missed you..."


    A soft sigh escaped his lips as he hugged her closer "Me too..."


    In his embrace, she slowly closed her eyes and soon both of them drifted back to sleep.


    ---


    Morning sunlight streamed through the window, too bright and too insistent for Brandon''s liking.


    He stirred on the couch and his eyes fluttered open.


    His mouth was dry, and the inside of his skull felt like someone was hammering it with relentless force.


    He groaned, lifting a hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight that filtered through the curtains.


    "Ugh¡­ what did we drink last night?" he muttered to himself.


    Elize was no longer next to him.


    The spot where she had rested was warm but vacant.


    He could hear faint sounds coming from the kitchen... clinking dishes and the soft hum of a kettle boiling.


    Slowly, he forced himself to stand and winced slightly as the sudden motion made his headache worse.


    His muscles ached from sleeping in such an awkward position all night, and his brain felt foggy from too much alcohol. S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Dragging his feet, Brandon shuffled into the kitchen.


    Elize stood at the counter and she was already dressed in casual gray leggings and an oversized sweater that hung off one shoulder.


    Her long blonde hair was tied into a loose bun, and she looked far too energetic for someone who had drunk as much as he had the night before.


    She turned at the sound of his footsteps and smiled gently "Rough morning?"


    Brandon let out a low groan "That''s an understatement."


    Elize couldn''t help but chuckle "I figured as much. Sit down."


    He slumped into one of the kitchen chairs and rested his head on the cool surface of the table.


    He could hear Elize moving around the kitchen, and within a few minutes, she placed a tall glass of water and two aspirin tablets in front of him.


    Next to the glass, she set down a plate of buttered toast and tea.


    "Ginger and honey tea," she said as she sat beside him on the table.


    "It''ll help clear your head."


    Brandon swallowed the aspirin with a large gulp of water before reaching for the tea.


    The first sip was sharp and slightly bitter, but the honey softened the taste, and the warmth seemed to soothe the ache in his head almost instantly.


    "Haa... thanks."


    Elize propped her chin on her hand, watching him with affection. "You look like death warmed over."


    "Gee, thanks," Brandon muttered as he nibbled on the toast.


    ---


    Stepping out of the front door, he took a deep breath of the crisp morning air.


    The sun was higher now, casting a golden glow over the quiet neighborhood.


    The streets were mostly empty as only a few early risers were walking their dogs or tending to their gardens.


    He jumped a little testing his sneakers as he began his jogging for the day.


    He started with a slow jog as his muscles were still stiff from the night before.


    But as he found his rhythm, the stiffness eased, and his pace quickened.


    Even though women are naturally stronger than men, Brandon likes to keep his body in shape.


    In this world, because of this energy called ''Ether'' even normal women are stronger than any average man.


    Men are often bullied by women or harassed.


    But Brandon didn''t face most bullying as he had a powerful figure backing him up.


    His Sister, an ''Empyrean'' level powerhouse.


    He raised his gaze to look at the skies ''But at least... I don''t have to fight monsters.''


    Most information about these monsters is classified as confidential and is not revealed to the public.


    There are ruptures, towers, and dungeons in this world from which these monsters spawn.


    And to prevent them, there is an organization called ''The Sovereign Circle'' which is like a world government overseeing the world.


    Of course, everyone in that organization is a woman.


    He also heard there is an Academy that trains women to be awakeners and fight these monsters.


    But even he doesn''t know much information about that.


    He closed his eyes for a moment, as he remembered the day he realized the true power gap between men and women.


    It was five years ago, during his high school.


    There had been a sudden rupture on the outskirts of town.


    It was a minor tear, or so everyone thought.


    But even small ruptures could spawn deadly monsters.


    That day, a Vex Warden appeared... a snake like creature with four jagged claws and a head covered in a skeletal, horned crown.


    The creature wreaked havoc, tearing through buildings and sending civilians into panic.


    Brandon was trapped under the debris of a collapsed building, injured and bleeding.


    He still remembered the look on the woman''s face as she descended from the skies.


    Ether was sparking from her hands as she crushed the Vex Warden in one strike.


    That was the day he truly understood the gap between men and women in this Ether-charged world.


    He was powerless, an onlooker to a fight only the strongest women could win


    With a sigh, he shook his head and continued jogging into the park he usually does.


    However, seeing that nobody was in the park, he was confused.


    Huh?


    He suddenly felt the morning air shifting around him and for a second, the reality itself seemed sluggish.


    As he took another step, he found himself standing in a completely different place.


    "What..."

 Chapter 5 - 5: In a weird place [1]

    Brandon blinked, trying to process what had just happened.


    The vibrant greenery of the park had vanished and now he is standing in a dark, rocky expanse that stretched as far as the eye could see.


    The sky above him was painted in deep black clouds and suddenly a crimson lightning fluttered, illuminating the landscape for a brief moment.


    The ground beneath his feet was rough and uneven, jagged rocks jutting out at random angles like the broken bones.


    Patches of blackened earth glowed faintly with violet fissures.


    His gaze narrowed looking at the surroundings ''Did.. I accidentally stepped into a Rupture? Shit.''


    He took a hesitant step forward as his sneakers crunched against the gravelly terrain.


    Taking another step, he took a deep breath calming his heartbeat, and quickly reached out to his pocket to retrieve the mobile phone. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However, he noticed that he was not getting any signal to make a call inside this rupture.


    ''How to leave? kill the Monsters here or something?''


    Brandon''s thoughts were interrupted by a distant sound.


    "Grrr!" A low, guttural growl echoed through the rocky surroundings.


    His eyes darted toward the source of the noise, and he saw two creatures wandering around.


    They weren''t like the monsters he had seen on rare televised broadcasts or the one he encountered 5 years ago.


    These were more grotesque, twisted things that looked as if they had been pieced together from nightmares.


    Their bodies were covered in jagged, bone-like plates, and their elongated limbs ended in razor-sharp claws.


    Their faces were featureless filled with rows of needle-like teeth.


    ''Shit...''


    The beasts had already spotted him and a guttural snarl ripped through the air as one of the beasts dashed toward him.


    "GUAARGHH!"


    Its elongated limbs propelled it forward with terrifying speed and its claws carved deep trenches into the rocky ground as it barreled toward him.


    Brandon barely had a second to react.


    Instinct overrode his conscious thought, and Brandon twisted his body sharply to the left just as the creature''s claws raked the air where he had been standing.


    The wind from the attack brushed against his skin ''Fuck.''


    He landed on one knee, but there was no time to steady himself.


    The second beast lunged from the opposite direction and opened its jaw revealing rows of jagged teeth.


    Brandon jumped backward, rolling across the uneven terrain just in time to avoid the snapping jaws.


    *THOOM* He could feel the vibration of the creature''s landing as it shook the ground beneath him.


    The moment he stopped rolling, he sprang to his feet.


    Despite his fear, his body moved easily as he had taken some self-defense training and martial arts to protect himself from some women.


    He wasn''t a fighter by trade, but his agility and reflexes had always been his strongest assets.


    *swoosh* The first creature stood up and lunged again and this time, it dashed horizontally with its massive claws.


    Brandon ducked low, bending his knees into a deep squat to avoid the attack.


    *BOOM* Dust and debris exploded into the air as the beast crashed into the ground momentarily obscuring his vision.


    Brandon didn''t wait for the dust to settle.


    He sprang up from his crouch and pivoted on his heel, using the momentum to propel himself away from the beast.


    ''I can''t outrun them forever.''


    He darted to the side, zigzagging to make himself a harder target.


    His sneakers skidded across the gravelly surface as he dodged through the jagged terrain.


    Brandon used every bit of uneven ground to his advantage, leaping over rocks and sliding under low-hanging formations to create distance.


    His eyes darted around, searching for anything that could give him an advantage... a ledge, a crevice, a weapon. Anything.


    His gaze landed on a narrow outcrop of rocks jutting up like teeth from the ground.


    It was risky, but it was his only option.


    Brandon sprinted toward the outcrop and the first beast was right on his heels.


    ''Fuck, Fuck, it''s right behind me.. for fuck''s sake.'' He didn''t slow down and as soon as he reached the base of the rocks, he planted one foot on the nearest ledge and vaulted upward.


    The rough surface scraped against his palms as he scrambled for higher ground.


    "Haa..." Brandon pulled himself up with a burst of adrenaline.


    He turned just in time to see the beast slam into the rock formation, unable to stop its momentum.


    *THOOOM* The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, but the creature quickly recovered.


    He couldn''t catch a break as he saw the creatures climbing the outcrop.


    ''Damn it...''


    At this time, in the corner of his eyes, he saw a little blue energy sparkling in the distance.


    Huh? His eyes squinted to see a woman fighting in the distance ''Good call.''


    No matter how agile and flexible he is... he doesn''t have the strength to defeat these creatures.


    And he also doesn''t have the stamina to run forever.


    So for now, he can only place his bet on the woman who was fighting.


    "Huff..." Taking a deep breath, he jumped down from the outcrop and dashed toward the woman.


    Meanwhile, the two creatures were still climbing the outcrop searching for him, without realizing that he had jumped to the other side and was escaping.


    Brandon was running as fast as he could reaching the woman who was fighting.


    He could see her black hair dancing as she jumped around dodging the monster''s attacks.


    The monster she is facing is different from the one that chased Brandon.


    It was larger and its skin was plated with black armor as spikes jutted from its forearms and shoulders.


    *SLEESH* Each swipe of its claws created shockwaves that cracked the rocky ground beneath them.


    Looking at this, Brandon''s gaze narrowed ''It seems like, she is in a pinch with the monster...''


    He glanced around and saw another woman lying unconscious on the side.


    The black-haired young woman sensed his presence and turned her head toward him.


    Huh? Her eyes narrowed in surprise ''What is a civilian doing inside a rupture.. seems like he entered here accidentally.''


    *SLEESH* But she didn''t have time to think about it and quickly dodged the strike of the monster.


    Gripping the dagger tightly, she twisted her body and plunged the dagger into its neck.


    Small cracks of blue lightning energy sparkled from her body and flowed into the monster''s body, paralyzing it for a second.


    She glanced at Bradon and yelled "Can you wake that bitch up? She suddenly fainted... I think it''s Cardiac arrest."


    What the fuck?


    Brandon who had almost reached her was taken aback and glanced at the short blonde haired young woman lying on the ground.


    ''Okay, I will wake her up.. both of them will defeat the monsters and we will leave...''


    He quickly turned to the blonde woman and dashed toward her.


    Brandon''s sneakers scraped against the jagged ground as he skidded to a stop beside the blonde woman.


    He dropped to his knees and looked at the woman sprawled on her back, her face was pale and covered with a sheen of sweat.


    Cardiac arrest?


    His hands trembled slightly as he pressed two fingers against the side of her neck, just below the jawline.


    He waited for several agonizing seconds.


    Nothing.


    ''She''s not breathing. No pulse. Shit, this is real.''


    CPR?


    He knew the basics as he had taken a first-aid course years ago, but practicing in a sterile classroom setting was vastly different from doing it in real life.


    Still, he dont have a choice.


    Taking a deep breath, he moved into action.


    He tilted her head back gently to open her airway, remembering the steps as best as he could.


    Then he pinched her nose with his fingers and kissed her lips as he exhaled air into her.


    The air he exhaled into her felt strange, but he pushed the awkwardness aside.


    One breath. Two breaths.


    H-Huh?


    However, suddenly he felt a surge of energy entering his body and his eyes widened in surprise.


    Pulling back his lips, he looked at the faint blue energy rippling around his body.


    Ether?

 Chapter 6 - 6: In a weird place [2]

    Huh? Ether?


    Brandon was startled to see this and looked down at the woman''s body ''I am absorbing... Ether from her?''


    However, he quickly brushed it off because waking her up is the main concern here.


    He sat back and began chest compressions.


    His laced his hands together and pressed them firmly on her sternum.


    The rocky terrain made it harder to maintain rhythm and pressure, but he forced himself to stay steady.


    ''One. Two. Three. Four.'' He counted silently with each compression.


    Her chest rose and fell faintly with each push, but there was still no sign of life.


    He repeated the cycle... two breaths, thirty compressions.


    As he did that again and again, he felt even more Ether surging into his body.


    The black-haired woman exhaled slowly and her hand tightened around the hilt of her dagger as its blade pulsated with electric-blue energy.


    Small arcs of lightning danced along its edge, crackling with power.


    Three daggers were floating around her and they were also humming with same lightning energy.


    The monster lunged forward and clawed its hand down, aiming to cleave her in two.


    She twisted to the side dodging the attack as dust and shards of rock erupted where the monster''s claws struck empty ground.


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    Taking advantage of this, she dashed forward and the ether energy around her body intensified, leaving an afterimage of blue light.


    She twisted, spinning on her heel, and the three floating daggers shot forward like arrows.


    Zzzzt! The first dagger struck the monster''s exposed shoulder, embedding itself between its armored plates.


    *THROOM* Sparks exploded, and the monster let out a guttural roar of pain "GUARRRGH!"


    It sluggishly swiped at the air, trying to dislodge the blade, but it was too slow.


    The second and third daggers sliced through its sides one after another.


    *CRACK* The energy crackled and surged across its body, sending violent tremors through its muscles.


    The woman didn''t waste the opportunity and while the monster was reeling, she dashed forward with a blinding speed.


    Her main dagger gleamed as she leaped into the air and the ether energy coiled around her legs to propel her higher.


    With that she brought the dagger down straight to its neck.


    The dagger drove deep into the monster''s collarbone, slicing through the jagged plating with a burst of blue light.


    Lightning erupted from the wound, spreading like a spiderweb across its torso.


    "GRAAARGHH!!" The monster howled and thrashed instinctively in pain.


    One swipe nearly caught her, but she flipped backward, landing gracefully on the rocky ground.


    "Not done yet..."


    Meanwhile, there Brandon was trying his best by giving her CPR and wake her up.


    Huh?


    He felt some inscriptions running in his mind and his gaze narrowed in irritation ''What is.. this...''


    A blue glint passed through his eyes and a murmur escaped his lips "Gravity... Vortex?"


    Suddenly he felt a faint twitch from the woman''s body and his hands froze for a second.


    Was that¡­?


    He leaned down, watching her face intently.


    Another twitch and her eyelids fluttered briefly before closing again.


    "Come on. Breathe..."


    He resumed the CPR. Two breaths. Thirty compressions.


    This time, her lips parted slightly, and a shallow breath escaped her mouth.


    Brandon sat back in relief "That''s it. Breathe. You''re okay."


    The blonde woman''s eyes slowly opened and she blinked a few times as if trying to process what had just happened.


    "W-what¡­?" Her voice was hoarse from exhaustion.


    She tried to wake up but she was still too weak to stand on her own.


    Meanwhile, Brandon felt the Ether energy which was still crackling around his body and he felt a hot sensation near his chest.


    Again he remembered the inscription that flowed into his mind.


    He turned his gaze to the black-haired woman who was fighting the monster ''Gravity... Vortex?''


    His body acted unconsciously... driven by the knowledge that had flowed into him moments earlier.


    In the next instant, a square blue seal appeared below the monster''s feet.


    *THOOM* A crushing, invisible force slammed into the monster and its knees buckled instantly as its body collapsed under the weight of the pressure.


    The ground cracked beneath it as the spiderweb fissures spread outward in jagged lines.


    "GRUGHH!" The creature groaned as its claws dug into the earth in a desperate attempt to lift itself.


    Looking at this the black woman sighed and lowered her dagger from mid swing "Eira, you finally woke- Huh?"


    However, as she turned her head, she was shocked to see that her friend, Eira was lying on the floor and the blue energy spiraling around Brandon''s body.


    ''He used... Eira''s skill?''


    Her eyes widened in horror ''W-What.. a man? Using skill? what?''


    Even Brandon himself was shocked to see this and felt the energy flowing through his veins ''So this is... Ether?''


    His gaze narrowed in thought and the gravity pressure on the monster increased.


    "GRGGHHHH!" The monster let out another tortured roar as its body strained against the unrelenting gravity.


    Its limbs shook violently and cracks formed along its skin as the crushing force began to tear it apart from the inside out.


    Black blood oozed from its wounds, staining the earth beneath it.


    The woman stared at him in shock but she quickly snapped out of it and glimpsed at the monster.


    She raised her hand and the daggers floating around her began to spiral, rotating rapidly in the air.


    As she gestured, the daggers tore through the air and dashed towards the monster.


    *THOOOM* With an explosion, the monster''s body tore into pieces and the pieces clattered around.


    The woman slowly turned her gaze to the young man as Ether spiraled around his body ''And.. what to do with this Anomaly.''

 Chapter 7 - 7: Deviant [1]

    The battlefield was eerily silent as the wind rustled through the fading hum of dissipating ether energy.


    Calistra''s dark eyes narrowed looking at Brandon ''Now what to do with this anomaly...''


    Her grip on the dagger tightened until her knuckles whitened.


    ''He''s not just wielding Ether energy. He used Eira''s skill... What the fuck?''


    Such a thing should have been impossible.


    Ether was not just a form of energy... and Unique skills like the ''Gravity Vortex'' are bound to one''s essence.


    For reasons that had never been fully understood, men could not access this ether energy.


    Yet here here is a man... wielding ether.


    *cough* Before she could process any further, a soft cough broke the silence.


    Calistra and Brandon turned to look at the short blonde-haired woman.


    Eira slowly sat up and her arms trembled as she propped herself up on the rough ground.


    Her eyes fluttered open and it was unfocused at first, but gradually sharpened as her consciousness returned.


    "Calistra..." Eira''s voice left her lips like a strained murmur.


    Calistra let out a relieved sigh hearing her friend''s voice.


    She took a step toward her but stopped abruptly, glancing over her shoulder at Brandon.


    Her body tensed and she still don''t know what he would do.


    Brandon''s eyes darted between Calistra and Eira.


    He could see that Calistra is tense after seeing him using ether.


    He knows she doesn''t trust him.


    How could she?


    He was an anomaly who defied every known rule of Ether.


    ''This is bad. Very bad.''


    He had no idea what Calistra''s next move would be.


    She was clearly on edge, and if she decided he was a threat, she wouldn''t hesitate to act.


    And Brandon knew one thing for certain: that If she attacked, he wasn''t sure he''d be able to defend himself in time.


    Sure, he had just wielded Ether for the first time, but that didn''t mean he had any control over it.


    It had been pure instinct... nothing more.


    And if she deemed him dangerous...


    His gaze flicked to Eira, who was now watching them both of them with tired, half-lidded eyes.


    ''Men can''t use Ether in this world, but I can. And for whatever fucking reason... I just used it.''


    That made him an anomaly.


    And he is very sure anomalies in this world weren''t celebrated.


    Women hold absolute power here... and I am a Deviant who could tip that power scale.


    Fuck.


    If Calistra decided he was dangerous, she would try to kill him.


    And even if, by some miracle, he managed to escape this place alive, that wouldn''t be the end of it.


    No, far from it.


    The Sovereign Circle.


    They were the ruling body of this world... the ultimate authority over all things related to Ether.


    If word got out that a man had not only wielded ether but also copied another person''s skill, the Sovereign Circle would stop at nothing to find him.


    They would send their agents. They would hunt him relentlessly.


    And when they finally caught him?


    He didn''t want to think about it. But the answer was clear.


    They would experiment on him. Dissect him. Study every cell in his body until they uncover the truth behind his abilities.


    ''Shit. I''ve been dragged into something way bigger than I ever signed up for.''


    ''I can''t let her see me as a threat.''


    Yet, even as the thought crossed his mind, he knew it wouldn''t be that simple.


    "Calistra..." Eira''s weak voice broke through the tension once more.


    The black-haired woman turned her head slightly but didn''t lower her dagger.


    Taking a soft breath, Brandon spoke "I don''t know what''s happening either..."


    "But I didn''t mean to use that. It just... happened."


    Calistra''s eyes narrowed and she also saw the surprise in his eyes when he used Eira''s skill.


    ''Even if it''s a mere coincidence... I will have to report him to the Academy.''


    At this time, hearing screeching noises Calistra turned her head to look at the two monsters rushing toward them.


    They were grotesque creatures as their bodies twisted and warped beyond recognition.


    Their dark, sinewy flesh glistened under the faint light, and jagged spikes jutted from their backs.


    Brandon recognized them as they were the ones who kept following him earlier.


    Calistra clicked her tongue in frustration "Two C class Abberants?"


    She took her daggers as blue lightning crackled around her body ''With Eira, I can pull it off.. but she seems exhausted.''


    Calistra shot a quick glance at her friend, who was still too weak to stand.


    ''It''s just me, then.''


    The Aberrants charged without hesitation and their movements were unnaturally fast for their size.


    Calistra''s eyes narrowed and she shifted her stance, grounding herself firmly.


    The daggers in her hands thrummed with energy as she prepared for the onslaught.


    The first Aberrant leaped toward her as its claws outstretched toward her throat.


    SLASH!


    Calistra ducked low, narrowly avoiding the swipe and the Aberrant''s claws whistled through the air just inches from her head.


    She pivoted on her heel, twisting her body, and lashed out with her dagger.


    SHHNK!


    The blade struck the Aberrant''s side and sliced through its flesh easily.


    *splash* A burst of black blood sprayed from the wound, splattering the ground.


    "GRUAARGH!" The creature howled in pain as its body convulsed.


    But there was no time to celebrate.


    The second Aberrant lunged from the side with its jaw wide open and Calistra barely managed to raise her dagger in time to block.


    *CLANK* The creature''s teeth clamped down on the blade and sparks flew as the steel strained under the pressure.


    "Damn it!" Calistra grunted, struggling to free her weapon.


    The Aberrant thrashed violently, trying to tear the dagger from her grip.


    Calistra planted her foot against the creature''s chest and pushed with all her strength, forcing it to release the blade.


    She spun away just as the first Aberrant recovered and charged again. S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This time, it swiped with both claws and Calistra twisted her body, dodging the first strike, but the second claw raked across her arm.


    SLASH!


    A sharp pain flared up her shoulder as three deep gashes appeared and blood seeped through the torn fabric of her sleeve.


    "Shit!" she hissed as she stumbled back a bit.


    The Aberrants circled her and their eyes gleamed with bloodlust looking at the prey.


    Calistra adjusted her stance as lightning cracked more intensely around her body.


    The first Aberrant lunged again as its claws aimed straight for her throat.


    Calistra dodged to the side at the last second and delivered a brutal kick to the creature''s ribs.


    *THUD* The impact sent it skidding across the ground, but it quickly recovered and charged again.


    The second Aberrant leaped into the air, aiming to pin her down.


    But just as its claws descended¡ª


    CLANG!


    Brandon threw himself into the fray, using every ounce of speed he could muster, and slashed at the Aberrant''s side with all his strength.


    THUNK!


    The dagger bit deep, and the Aberrant howled in fury.


    "Grraaarghhh!" It spun around to face its new attacker as its eyes burned with rage.

 Chapter 8 - 8: Deviant [2]

    ''Fuck...''


    Brandon''s heart pounded in his chest as he had never fought anything like this before.


    Every muscle in his body screamed at him to run, but he forced himself to stay.


    He saw that Calistra was already struggling with these two Abberants and if something happens to her, he alone couldn''t do anything. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    *swoosh* The Aberrant lunged at him with terrifying speed and Brandon barely managed to dodge, rolling to the side as the creature''s claws tore through the air where he had just stood.


    He scrambled to his feet and his chest rose up and down as he took deep breaths to control his beating heart.


    "Stay behind me!" Calistra shouted, darting forward to intercept the second Aberrant.


    But Brandon didn''t retreat and tightened his grip on the dagger as he looked at the creature.


    The Aberrant swiped again, but this time, Brandon was ready ''Above...''


    He ducked low and drove the dagger upward, aiming for its exposed underbelly.


    SHHNK! The blade sank in deep tearing through its muscles.


    Black blood oozed from the wound, and the Aberrant roared in pain.


    "Ruaaarghhh!"


    Brandon pulled the dagger free and jumped back, trying to put some distance between himself and the beast.


    But the Aberrant was relentless and charged again as it raised its claws for another strike.


    Brandon''s eyes widened as its claws tore through the air with terrifying speed, leaving no time to think.


    ''This fucking beast...'' Instinct took over him and he dived to the right, narrowly avoiding the swipe.


    Dirt and debris scattered beneath him but he quickly scrambled to his feet as he clutched the dagger tightly in his hand.


    Calistra, already engaged with the second Aberrant, shot him a quick glance. "You, follow my lead. We''re packing this thing down together."


    She wasn''t treating him like a liability anymore... she saw the potential to escape from this rupture.


    And right now, Brandon had no choice but to trust her experience.


    The Aberrant that Brandon had wounded roared again, black blood still dripping from its torn underbelly.


    Despite its injury, it charged at him and Brandon gritted his teeth as he knew this thing wouldn''t stop until it tore him apart.


    Calistra''s voice rang out amidst the chaos "When I move, strike low. I''ll keep it distracted."


    Before Brandon could answer, she was already in motion.


    She darted forward and closed the distance between herself and Brandon''s Aberrant in an instant as her twin daggers glowed with crackling blue ether energy.


    SHING! Her first dagger slashed across the creature''s chest, leaving a deep, sizzling wound.


    "FRAARGH!" The Aberrant howled and she pivoted, as her second dagger sliced upward in a brutal arc.


    Sparks flew as her blade skimmed across the creature''s bone.


    The Aberrant lashed out, swinging its claws towards her but Calistra ducked low, and twisted around to its side "Now!"


    Brandon didn''t hesitate and dashed forward, aiming for the creature''s exposed flank.


    His dagger plunged into its side, right where its ribs met its abdomen.


    THUNK!


    The blade sank deep into its flesh as black blood oozed from the wound, and the Aberrant let out a guttural screech.


    Calistra didn''t waste the opening and spun on her heel, driving her first dagger into the back of the Aberrant''s leg.


    Lightning exploded from the blade, forcing the creature to drop to one knee.


    Brandon saw the opportunity and pulled his dagger back before plunging it upward, aiming for the creature''s neck.


    SLASH!


    The Aberrant''s head snapped back as black blood trailed through the air.


    It staggered, but its rage kept it upright.


    "Not done yet!" Calistra vaulted into the air, twisting her body as she launched both daggers down.


    They struck the Aberrant''s shoulders, pinning it to the ground with a burst of energy.


    The Aberrant''s body convulsed under the electric shock.


    It let out a final roar, swinging its claws wildly before taking its last breath.


    Brandon let out a deep sigh and Calistra landed beside him.


    "Together this time..." she said, raising one dagger as she looked at the remaining Abberant.


    Brandon nodded and their eyes met for a brief second... a silent agreement passing between them.


    The Aberrant let out a guttural roar and charged forward.


    Its claws scraped against the ground, throwing up dirt and debris as it barreled toward them with terrifying speed.


    Calistra darted to the right, deliberately leaving an opening to bait the Aberrant into attacking.


    As expected, the beast turned its attention toward her and lunged as its claws swiped through the air, aiming to tear her apart.


    But Calistra twisted her body, narrowly avoiding the strike.


    The Aberrant''s momentum carried it forward, and in that split second, she slashed downward with both daggers.


    SHING!


    Her blades slashed into the creature''s back, but the Aberrant didn''t slow and whipped around, trying to catch her with its claws.


    "Now!" she shouted.


    Brandon dashed forward from the Aberrant''s blind side and drove the blade toward its exposed ribcage.


    THUNK!


    The dagger tore through its muscles and Brandon twisted the blade for good measure before pulling it back.


    The creature lashed out in desperation, but Brandon ducked under its swipe and rolled away.


    Using the opening, Calistra ducked low and slashed its leg with enough force to tear its tendons apart.


    "Switch!" Calistra shouted.


    In a flash, Brandon leaped over the fallen Aberrant, landing on its opposite side and raised his dagger above his head


    At the same time, Calistra twisted her entire body into a powerful downward strike.


    SHRIIKK!


    Her dagger sank deep into the Aberrant''s chest, sending another burst of lightning coursing through its body.


    Brandon didn''t wait and pushed his dagger into the back of the Aberrant''s neck, severing its spine with a brutal twist.


    CRACK!


    "GUAARGHH...." The Aberrant let out one final, choking gasp before collapsing to the ground.


    Brandon pulled the dagger and took deep breaths, panting heavily.


    Sweat dripped down his face, and his hands trembled from the adrenaline still surging through his veins.


    ''W-What the fuck was that.. shit.. Haa.. haa...''


    Calistra stood over the fallen creature and wiped the blood from her daggers as she looked over at Brandon.

 Chapter 9 - 9: Deviant [3]

    As the Aberrant took its final breath, the rupture began to dissipate.


    Small cracks started forming in the space around them, as thin, jagged fissures that looked like fractures in glass.


    Crack.


    One fracture branched out rapidly, creating a web-like pattern that expanded across the entire landscape.


    Brandon''s eyes shook in awe ''What the...?''


    The cracks deepened until and with a deafening *shatter*, the space around them collapsed entirely.


    The dark, distorted world of the rupture disintegrated instantly, and they were abruptly thrown back into their familiar surroundings.


    Fresh air rushed in and Brandon took a deep breath as the cool breeze from the park washed over him like a wave of relief.


    He turned his gaze skyward, watching the trees sway gently in the wind.


    "We''re out..."


    Looking around, his gaze narrowed ''So, we need to kill all the monsters inside the rupture to destroy it and escape.''


    ''Like a stage in a game...''


    Calistra, meanwhile, had already rushed over to Eira.


    The short blonde woman was pale and trembling and Calistra crouched beside her, gently supporting her weight as she helped her to her feet.


    "Eira... are you alright?" Calistra''s usually sharp voice was soft now, filled with genuine concern.


    Eira gave a faint nod and leaned against her friend "Mhm... I''ll be fine."


    Calistra didn''t look entirely convinced, but she shifted her focus back to Brandon for a moment.


    Her gaze was thoughtful as she looked at him ''He was a huge help back in the rupture...''


    Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden hum and faint mechanical noise filled the air.


    All three of them raised their heads to see a mini-flying ark descending toward them.


    The mini-ark hovered above them for a moment and its sleek, metallic frame glowed with blue ether energy.


    It was about the size of a small shuttle, but its advanced design made it clear that it wasn''t meant for civilian use.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise ''For normal people... something like this would be ridiculously expensive.''


    ''With ether energy, the technology is also quite advanced... and awakeners can easily access stuff like this.''


    Calistra let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, the emergency reinforcements are here..."


    The mini-ark descended smoothly, landing on a patch of grass a few meters away.


    As its doors slid open with a soft hiss, a woman stepped out, wearing the dark blue uniform of the Academy.


    The woman stepped toward Calistra and Eira "Calistra, you gave an emergency signal."


    Her gaze flickered briefly to Brandon, who was standing a short distance away ''Hm? A civilian?''


    Calistra didn''t waste any time and stepped forward, still supporting Eira. "More than that, Senior... I need to tell you about him."


    Meanwhile, Brandon quickly took his mobile out and saw that his signal is back.


    He knew exactly how bad this situation could get.


    Calistra and Eira might not have attacked him, but now that Academy officials were involved, things could escalate quickly.


    ''They''re going to ask questions...''


    The Sovereign Circle would be all over him. If word got out, he''d be hunted down, captured, and experimented on.


    And even if he managed to escape, his life would be ruined.


    ''Shit.'' he cursed under his breath.


    Without wasting another second, he quickly dialed Elize''s number.


    Elize who was getting ready for breakfast looked at the phone which was ringing in her pocket.


    Taking the phone in her hand, a smile bloomed on her face looking at Brandon''s name.


    "Oh, Kael..."


    "Aunt Elize, listen to me... I''m in trouble. Big trouble. I''ll explain everything, but I need you and Big Sister''s help."


    "I can somehow use ether-"


    But before he could finish, a hand suddenly snapped the phone away from him. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Huh? He turned back to look at the woman who was looking at him with a suspicious gaze "You will be taken under the Solvryn Academy''s custody."


    (©`_©`©g


    Brandon stared at her blankly ''Welp, I am fucked...''


    ---


    Sitting inside the Shuttle, Brandon looked at the sky outside through the small reinforced glass window.


    ''Fuck, they took my mobile...''


    His gaze narrowed in thought ''I have already told Aunt Elize and with Charlotte''s help... atleast I can be kept alive I guess.''


    A deep sigh escaped his lips as he ran his fingers through his black hair ''In the first place, why can a man like me use ether?''


    He closed his eyes again thinking what happened earlier.


    ''I felt the ether in my body after giving that woman CPR... I think I somehow absorbed the ether from her body.''


    His finger absentmindedly tapped against the window as his thoughts spiraled ''So, I can''t absorb the ether from the air myself like women... but I can absorb from women by kissing and even copy their skills?''


    Thinking about the abusrdity of the situation, he closed his eyes and leaned back on his seat ''What the fuck...''


    ''Maybe not only kissing, coming in close contact with a woman... I can absorb ether from them and even copy their skills?''


    ''Yeah, I am getting killed...''


    Using ether is one thingy, but even copying the woman''s skill is so absurd.


    ''Fuck, Fuck, Fuck...''


    As he was thinking, he heard footsteps and raised his gaze to look at the two woemn entering the chamber he was in.


    Calistra and Eira exchanged glances as they turned to look at Brandon.


    Eira walked and sat in the seat across Brandon and Calistra followed suit.


    With a small nervous smile, Eira spoke first "Hi, my name is Eira Bleaufort."


    Calistra had her usual indifference face and muttered "Calistra."


    Brandon nodded his head and replied "Brandon Kael..."


    There was an awkward pause before Eira spoke again. "Thank you, Brandon. For helping me back there..."


    A faint blush creeped her cheeks as she raised her hand, her fingers gently touching her lips "Even though it was embarassing... Thank you."


    Brandon glimpsed at Eira''s reaction ''She seems like a shy type and her.. well, she seems indifferent.''


    "It''s okay."


    Eira nodded, but her eyes didn''t quite meet his eyes and darted around "I heard from Calistra that you used ether. And... my skill."


    Letting out a sigh, Brandon spoke "Even I don''t know what happened at that time..."


    There was another heavy pause. Then, as if eager to escape the situation, Eira stood abruptly "Well, we just wanted to say thank you. We''ll leave now."


    She hurriedly gestured Calistra.


    Calistra glimpsed at Brandon for a second before standing up and leaving the chamber.


    As they left, Brandon ''s gaze squinted as he looked outside ''I am sure as of now, the entire Sovereign Circle should be in chaos hearing that a man can use ether...''


    ...


    Meanwhile, Elize''s eyes trembled from the bits she heard from over the phone ''Kael... using ether?''

 Chapter 10 - 10: Solvyrn Academy [1]

    Sitting on the Sky Ark, Brandon leaned his head against the small window.


    Outside, streaks of clouds rolled by against the vast expanse of sky, but his mind was anything but at peace.


    ''How long as has it been? I am sure its been some hours.''


    ''Great. They''re probably deciding if I''m a threat or a science project.''


    ''And I am pretty sure, they are taking me to the Solvyrn Academy.''


    Solvryn Academy is the biggest academy in the world which train awakeners to fight, towers, dungeons and ruptures.


    These women train in academy and later join the military wing of the Sovereign Circle, which is called ''The Sentinels of Vryis.''


    The woman who drove this Sky Ark is from one of the sub divison of the military called ''Rupture Hunters.''


    The sound of soft footsteps broke his train of thought and he raised his head just in time to see Eira stepping into the cabin.


    She looked a little hesitant and awkward but there was a nervous warmth in her smile.


    "Um, need something to eat?" she asked, standing a few steps away from him. "It''s going to be a while before we reach the Academy."


    Looking at her Brandon shook his head "I don''t need food. But¡­ something to drink. Juice, preferably."


    "Alright."


    Eira nodded, her blonde hair swaying as she turned and left.


    A moment later, she returned with a bottle of orange juice in her hands.


    She tossed it to him, and he caught it mid-air, twisting the cap off before taking a long, satisfying drink.


    The citrus taste was refreshing, but it couldn''t quite wash away the bitterness in his thoughts.


    Taking a soft breath, Brandon let out a dry chuckle "This might be the last juice I drink..."


    Upon hearing this Eira couldn''t help but giggle and asked "Why would you say that."


    He placed the bottle beside him and replied "You know already... For some reason, I can use ether... and I am sure, the Sovereign Circle would not tolerate surprises like me."


    "They''ll probably tie me to a chair in some secret lab and poke me with needles. Maybe experiment on me to figure out why I can do what only women are supposed to do."


    Eira shook her head helplessly and sat opposite to him on the couch getting amused by his thoughts "Seems like you watch a lot of movies. You got some wild imagination."


    Looking at her, Brandon shrugged "Oh, come on. The Sovereign Circle''s whole structure is built on the fact that only women can wield ether."


    "That''s their monopoly. Me? I''m a walking contradiction to their rules. And people in power? They don''t like contradictions."


    Eira''s expression softened and she rested her hands on her knees "Look, I get why you''re worried. But you helped me back there. You helped Calistra too. That counts for something."


    Brandon nodded his head "I hope it does..."


    Letting out a soft chuckle, she spoke "And, it''s not like everyone would want to kill you... some might be curious about you or maybe even support you."


    Her tone turned quite serious as she spoke "Calistra and I will also try to put a good name."


    Brandon''s gaze softened "I would appreciate that."


    There was a small silence.


    Looking at her, Brandon asked in concern "By the way, how do you feel now?"


    Eira exhaled softly as her shoulders relaxed slightly. "Mhm, I feel better now."


    Brandon looked at her for a moment and his brow furrowed. "Do you¡­ often get cardiac arrests like that?"


    Eira shook her head, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. "No, not usually. I¡­"


    She hesitated before taking a deep breath. "I''ve always been scared of fighting these Aberrants. I''ve had panic attacks before... sometimes really bad ones. And I do get anxious, especially in combat situations."


    She paused, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. "But this was the first time it ever escalated into full cardiac arrest." Sear?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow, clearly concerned. "If it''s that bad... so bad it''s literally threatening your life, wouldn''t it be better to quit being an awakener? Maybe it''s not the path for you."


    Hearing that, Eira''s gaze dropped to the floor and her smile faded. "Well¡­ let''s just say I have my own circumstances."


    Brandon remained silent, giving her space to explain.


    "I want to overcome this fear."


    "I thought that if I kept pushing myself, I could get stronger. I could become someone who didn''t freeze up when things got dangerous."


    She took another breath before continuing, "That''s why Calistra and I took the mission to clear the rupture in that area. It was supposed to be a D-rank rupture... a low-level one. Manageable. Nothing we couldn''t handle."


    Her fists clenched slightly in her lap as she continued "But after we entered, we realized too late that it was actually a C-rank rupture. It had stronger Aberrants than we were prepared for."


    "And once you enter a rupture, you can''t leave until you kill every Aberrant inside. You''re trapped."


    "And I... fainted looking at one of the Abberants... Ha, I am really useless."


    Eira''s shoulders slumped, and she stared at the floor with self-recrimination written all over her face.


    Brandon could see the weight she was carrying... the guilt, the fear and the frustration with herself.


    Brandon''s eyes softened and he uttered "You are not useless, Miss Eira. Even though you know that you are very scared of those monsters... you tried to fight that fear. That''s very admirable"


    Eira''s eyes widened at his words, and for a moment, there was a flicker of something fragile but hopeful behind her gaze.


    She wasn''t used to hearing praise like this, especially not from someone she had only just met.


    Brandon gave a soft laugh, trying to lighten the mood "Honestly, I don''t think I could ever do that."


    Hearing this, Eira''s gaze quivered and a faint smile appeared on her face.


    But then she pouted her lips and crossed her arms over her chest "No, you liar... Calistra told me how confidently you fought against the Aberrant even though you have no experience."


    "She said she was really impressed, actually. She couldn''t believe how a man could move so well in combat without any formal training."


    Brandon smiled wryly "Well, its in the heat of the moment... I managed to help her. Adrenaline does crazy things, I guess."


    Eira leaned forward and her expression was soft but curious. "Still, it''s not something just anyone can do."


    "Most people freeze up when faced with their first Aberrant, even some trained awakeners. You didn''t just survive... you fought back."


    "I could never do that."


    Hearing this, Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle.


    And seeing him laugh, a smile bloomed on Eira''s lips as she felt like, after Calistra, she finally found someone to whom she could open her heart and talk to.


    A few hours later, the Sky Ark reached the Academy.

 Chapter 11 - 11: Solvyrn Academy [2]

    Through the small window beside him, Brandon gazed at the enormous expanse of the Solvyrn Academy that stretched across the landscape below.


    The Academy wasn''t just one singular building, it was a sprawling complex of interconnected structures, training arenas, libraries, research labs, and towering dormitories, all surrounded by lush greenery and protective barriers powered by ether energy.


    The evening sun bathed the campus in a golden hue, casting long shadows that stretched across the grounds.


    Sitting across from him, Eira watched him in silence as the golden sun rays painted his handsome face.


    Eira couldn''t help but feel a strange sense of admiration.


    Her gaze lingered a moment too long, and just as she was about to speak, the door to the shuttle chamber slid open with a soft hiss.


    "Eira..."


    Eira lifted her head, smiling slightly "Calistra."


    Calistra''s indifferent gaze softened just a fraction as she gave a small nod "Come with me."


    Then she glanced at Brandon briefly "We''ve arrived. And they''re waiting for you."


    Eira hesitated before standing and brushing down her uniform "I''ll come too."


    ---


    The three of them exited the shuttle, stepping onto a large landing platform just outside the central research wing of Solvyrn Academy.


    Brandon''s eyes widened slightly at the sight that greeted them.


    Dozens of people stood waiting.


    Many wore the distinctive uniforms of the Sovereign Circle''s military divisions¡ªthe Sentinels of Vryis, easily recognizable by their black-and-blue uniforms lined with golden ether patterns.


    Others wore the white robes of the Academy''s researchers and scholars. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    And there was a beautiful woman standing at the front with her crimson hair pulled into an elegant braid, and her piercing violet eyes looked at Brandon curiously.


    "That''s Lady Aveline Tenebraux, an Empyrean." Eira whispered to Brandon.


    "Step forward," Lady Aveline uttered in a cold tone.


    Brandon hesitated only a second before taking a step toward the gathered crowd.


    Every eye was on him, and he could feel the weight of their scrutiny ''It feels weird when they all look at me like that...''


    Aveline''s gaze narrowed "You are the one who used ether?"


    "Yeah..." Brandon replied and his voice was steady despite the anxiety building in his chest.


    Aveline looked at him for a moment before she turned on her heel. "Follow me."


    With that, the crowd parted, and Brandon followed Aveline into the towering research facility ahead.


    Eira and Calistra looked at the back of Brandon and they knew they couldn''t follow him.


    ---


    Long, white corridors stretched endlessly, lined with glass panels that showcased various research labs.


    Ether-fueled lights hummed softly overhead, casting a cold, clinical glow.


    As they walked, Brandon caught glimpses of researchers hunched over complex instruments and holographic displays.


    Some were analyzing ether crystals, while others were running simulations of Aberrant combat scenarios.


    Eventually, they reached a large, circular room at the end of the hallway and there were already some women researchers waiting inside.


    The walls were covered in glowing crystals, and the center of the room was dominated by a raised platform with circular glass surrounding it.


    "Stand there," Aveline muttered pointing at the platform.


    Brandon stepped onto the platform and the crystals on the floor lit up, pulsing with blue light.


    He felt a strange tingling sensation spread through his body.


    Aveline raised her hand, and a holographic display appeared above the platform.


    Streams of data flowed across the screen, showing complex readings that Brandon couldn''t even begin to understand.


    "Impossible," one of the researchers muttered in surprise.


    "His ether signature is¡­ unstable, but it''s there."


    "It''s fluctuating," another added.


    "Almost as if it''s¡­ mimicking other ether signatures."


    Brandon''s gaze narrowed in thought. Mimicking? Was that because he absorbed Eira''s ether?


    Aveline stepped forward and asked, "How did you gain access to ether?"


    With a sigh, Brandon spoke "I don''t know. It happened after I gave Eira CPR. I think¡­ I absorbed some of her ether energy."


    With a nod, Aveline spoke "Mhm, we did hear it from those two students. You could even use their skill..."


    One of the researchers spoke "That''s never been documented. Ether transfer through physical contact? And skill mimicry?"


    Aveline raised an eyebrow "Call Rav¨¨ne Morcelle, she could handle this better."


    With that, she looked at the remaining researchers and waved her hand "Now, you all leave..."


    Hearing her command, the researchers glanced at each other.


    They are very curious to research this experiment piece standing in front of them.


    However, they can''t refuse her words.


    So they all nodded and left the room.


    As they left, Aveline glanced at Brandon in the corner of her eyes ''You owe me one, Charlotte for looking after your little brother.''


    Her gaze narrowed in thought ''But still, he really got himself into a tight situation huh.''


    ''The oldies in the Sovereign circle would surely won''t tolerate him...''


    With a soft sigh, she looked at Brandon "Brandon Kael, I think you already understand what kind of situation you are in."


    She took a slow step forward as her boots clicked against the metallic floor "I am Charlotte''s friend... Aveline."


    Big Sister''s friend?


    Brandon sighed in relief and replied "Yes, Miss Aveline."


    With a nod, Aveline spoke "I will try my best to keep you safe..."


    Upon hearing this Brandon smiled softly and replied "Thank you, Miss Aveline."


    A few minutes later, the door opened and a mature woman with brown hair and black eyes stepped in wearing a lab coat.


    She was wearing a sexy lab coat and half of the upper coat was unbuttoned showing her collarbone and the deep cleavage of her G-cup breasts.


    Stepping in, she glanced at Aveline "Miss Aveline, I will take it from here on."


    Looking at the woman, Brandon''s jaw dropped in surprise ''What the fuck? Isn''t she?''


    Aveline nodded her head and quickly left the room.


    As soon as she left, a big teasing smile appeared on Rav¨¨ne Morcelle''s lips "It''s been a while, Little Kael."


    Brandon snapped out of his surprise "Aunt Rave? What the hell are you doing here?"


    Ravene is someone close to Brandon, she is Elize''s closest friend, so she often comes home and spends time with him.


    With a giggle, Ravene winked her eye "Are you shocked?"


    She hurriedly walked to him and hugged him tightly "Oh my poor boy, I missed you..."


    Brandon felt his face getting squeezed in her soft breasts and a muffled sound escaped his lips "Aunt Rave... wait, wait.. what are you doing here?"


    Pulling back from the hug, Ravene titled her head playfully "Because I am a lead researcher in Solvyrn Academy?"


    Brandon blinked his eyes "You... never told me about that. I thought you are just a friend of Aunt Elize..."


    With another giggle, Rav¨¨ne reached out and pinched his cheek lightly, just as she had when he was younger "You''re such a clueless little boy sometimes."


    She again hugged him pressing his face into her breasts and affectionately patted his head.


    Brandon sighed inwardly, just like Elize, Ravene also spoiled him very much and he also had a good bond with her, often teasing each other.


    But now it made sense why she always had a busy schedule and rarely came to meet him.


    "Aunt Rave, now is not the time to press your breasts on my face..."


    Ravene smiled playfully "Why not? I thought you liked my breasts?"


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Why do you think that?"


    Ravene rolled her eyes "Why you ask.. Hmmm, well whenever I squeeze my breasts on your face, you always have that perverted little smile on your lips as you rub your face against my breasts."


    "So I thought you liked my breasts very much."


    Brandon was dumbfounded and felt a little embarrassed.


    But then he let out a sigh "Well, yeah... it''s true that I love your breasts, but now is not the time for that stuff."


    "Aunt Rave, you know the situation I am in."

 Chapter 12 - 12: Testing the theory!

    Getting his face squeezed between Ravene''s plushy breasts, Brandon let out a sigh "Well, yeah... it''s true that I love your breasts, but now is not the time for that stuff."


    "Aunt Rave, you know the situation I am in."


    Rav¨¨ne''s smile softened, and she tilted her head slightly in understanding "I know.. I didn''t expect you would get yourself in a pit like this."


    Brandon looked into her eyes and asked "What should I do now? Aunt Rave?"


    She raised her hand, gently patting his head as her fingers threaded through his hair "First, you need to tell me exactly what happened. Every detail. But before we dive into that..."


    Her gaze swept across the room until it landed on a chair in the corner. "Let''s sit and talk properly."


    Gently holding his hand, he pulled him toward the chair and made him sit on it.


    Brandon expected her to take the chair across from him, but Rav¨¨ne had other ideas.


    With a teasing smile, she lowered herself onto his lap, sitting sideways so that her long legs draped elegantly over the side.


    Her soft curves settled against him, and he felt the warmth of her body through the thin fabric of her clothes.


    Feeling her plump ass sitting on his lap, Brandon couldn''t help but sigh and hugged her waist.


    She also wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned on his shoulder "Now, tell me Kael... what happened?"


    Rav¨¨ne shifted slightly in Brandon''s lap, making herself comfortable.


    With a teasing smile, she leaned in close, brushing a stray strand of her dark brown hair behind her ear as she watched him with those playful, knowing eyes.


    Brandon looked into her eyes and uttered "Sometimes your teasing crosses limits."


    She leaned in again and her other hand came up to cup his chin lightly, tilting his face so their eyes met "I''ve always enjoyed teasing you,"


    He could only smile wryly upon hearing this "But seriously, Aunt Rave... is it really okay for us to be sitting like this in the middle of the lab? Aren''t there cameras in here or something?"


    Rav¨¨ne let out a soft laugh "Oh, Kael, don''t worry about that. There are no cameras in this section of the facility. It''s a restricted area... only senior researchers have access, and we value our privacy here."


    She gave him a playful wink. "So, you can rest assured that no one''s watching us."


    Brandon gave a small nod and shifted slightly in the chair, adjusting his hold on Rav¨¨ne before finally telling the story of what had happened earlier that morning.


    He began recounting the events in detail.


    As he spoke, Rav¨¨ne listened intently and she occasionally asked clarifying questions or made small comments, but for the most part, she let him speak uninterrupted.


    After hearing it wholly, Ravene''s eyes narrowed in thought "I see, mimicking ether''s signature through physical contact..."


    "So you think that you cannot absorb the ether from the air, but you can absorb by physical contact with women?"


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah..."


    With a thoughtful look, Ravene spoke "You said some inscriptions flowed in your mind when you kissed her right?"


    He nodded "Yeah. It was like a burst of energy, and then those inscriptions burned into my brain."


    "That," Rav¨¨ne said, tapping her chin thoughtfully, "is the ether signature. Every ether skill has a unique signature... a kind of blueprint that defines the nature of the skill. It''s why no two awakeners'' abilities feel exactly the same."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s eyes squinted "I see..."


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "Ok, let''s test your theory then."


    Huh? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Test it?"


    Giggling she moved her face closer to his "Let''s kiss..."


    What? Brandon blinked his eyes "That''s..."


    Seeing his hesitation, Ravene pouted her lips "What? Am I not beautiful enough for you to kiss? You are already 21, right? So it''s not gonna hurt to kiss me..."


    With a shake of his head, Brandon spoke "No, No... I am really happy to kiss my hot aunt, are you really okay with it?"


    She hurriedly nodded her head "Yeah, yeah... so let''s kiss."


    Before he could even reply, she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his.


    Feeling the soft texture of her lips, Brandon closed his eyes and raised his hand, gently holding her neck.


    The silky strands of her hair slipped between his fingers, and he gently cradled the back of her head, holding her close.


    She tilted her neck a little for better access and softly sucked on his lips.


    His grip on her next tightened as Brandon gently sucked on her lower lips.


    A bit later, Rav¨¨ne pulled back slightly and her lips brushed against his one last time before she finally broke the kiss.


    She let out a soft breath and her cheeks were flustered in pink.


    For a moment, neither of them spoke. They simply stared at each other, the weight of what had just happened settling between them.


    Looking at her, Brandon smiled playfully "That was one sloppy kiss."


    Ravene was embarrassed to hear this and hit his chest with the back of her hand "How rude. That was my first kiss, you know?"


    He chuckled softly, rubbing the spot where she had swatted him. "Yeah, I could feel it. But hey, I''m happy to get your first time."


    Rav¨¨ne narrowed her eyes in mock irritation, but there was a playful glint beneath her smile. "First time or not, I''d say I did a pretty good job."


    With a thoughtful look, Brandon nodded his head "I''ll give you a passing grade," he teased.


    "Oh, you''re insufferable." She reached out and pinched his cheek.


    "You''ve gotten cocky after getting a girlfriend, haven''t you? Elize told me all about it."


    Remembering Yeon, Brandon sighed in frustration "Don''t talk about her."


    Oh? Ravene raised an eyebrow in mild surprise "You broke up."


    Nodding his head, he replied "Yeah..."


    She leaned forward and kissed his cheek, her soft lips brushing against his skin. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Don''t worry," she said quietly as she pulled back just enough to meet his gaze again.


    "Aunt Raze will take her place from now on."


    Her teasing tone brought a smile back to his face "You''re ridiculous..." he muttered, shaking his head.


    With a tilt of her head, she asked "Well leave that, did you feel my ether signature."


    Brandon closed his eyes and concentrated.


    The inscriptions burned brightly in his mind, their edges etched with violet light. "I see it, it''s there."


    "But... my brain hurts a little. With Eira, it was easy and I could understand that signature easily... but now I can''t."


    Hearing this, Rav¨¨ne''s brow furrowed with concern "Your brain hurts? Describe it."


    Brandon rubbed his temples with his fingertips and his eyes are still closed as he tried to focus through the mental fog "It''s like¡­ there''s too much information all at once."


    "With Eira, her ether signature felt straightforward... simple and clear. But yours? It''s more complex, layered somehow. Like I''m trying to read a book written in a language I only half understand."


    Rav¨¨ne had a thoughtful look on her face "That makes sense. My skills are on a different tier than a student''s."


    "She''s still learning, still building her foundation. But I''ve had years of experience and training to refine mine."


    Brandon opened his eyes and looked at her, curiosity flickering in his gaze. "So that means the more advanced the ether signature, the harder it is for me to absorb and replicate?"


    "Possibly." Rav¨¨ne tilted her head slightly, tapping her chin in contemplation.


    "Or it might mean that certain types of ether signatures are just naturally harder for you to process. Everyone''s ether resonates differently. Some are simple and instinctual, others more intricate and nuanced."


    Brandon exhaled slowly "I see, it''s not like I can copy everyone''s instantly."


    A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Rav¨¨ne''s lips "You''re already planning on kissing half the academy to ''absorb'' their skills, aren''t you?"


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled "Oh, that doesn''t seem like a bad idea."


    Ravene shook her head helplessly "You perverted brat."


    Brandon''s lips twitched "I am not a pervert..."


    "Is that so?" She grabbed his face and squeezed it between her breasts.


    Feeling his face getting squished by two cakes, Brandon sighed "Aunt Raze''s boobs are so soft..." he muttered under his breath, the words slipping out before he could stop them.


    "Pervert."


    Brandon: -_-


    He fell into her trap.

 Chapter 13 - 13: Sacrifice?

    Rav¨¨ne chuckled as she held his face firmly between her breasts, clearly enjoying teasing him "There, see? You didn''t even try to deny it now."


    Brandon''s muffled voice came from the soft meat buns of her chest "I didn''t deny it because I can''t breathe. Let me go, Aunt Raze."


    Reluctantly, she released him and Brandon straightened up, rubbing his face and trying to catch his breath.


    His cheeks were faintly flushed, but whether from embarrassment or lack of oxygen, it was hard to tell.


    Rav¨¨ne moved her ass a little, sitting comfortably on his lap "But seriously, Brandon. You should be careful."


    Brandon''s expression darkened "I know. The Sovereign Circle isn''t exactly known for its kindness to rule-breakers."


    Rav¨¨ne nodded "Exactly. You''re an anomaly¡ªone that could disrupt the entire system. There are factions that might see you as a threat to be eliminated and others that might try to turn you into a weapon for their own gain."


    He let out a slow breath. "Then what should I do?"


    "People are already talking about what happened in the rupture. Your name is going to spread. The best thing you can do is train. Get stronger. Learn to control your ability so well that no one can touch you."


    Brandon leaned forward, resting his head on her shoulder "Training, huh? And you''re offering to help, I assume?"


    "Of course," she said without hesitation.


    "I''m not letting my favorite nephew get eaten alive by politics or Aberrants."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Favorite? I''m your only nephew."


    "Still counts," Rav¨¨ne said with a wink.


    "There will be a meeting that will be held in about an hour from now on. And during that meeting, they will decide your fate."


    "It''s a gathering of the higher officials in the Sovereign Circle, representatives from the Empyreans, and leaders from the most powerful factions, powerful families across the world,"


    "Essentially, anyone who holds influence in the awakened world will have a say."


    Brandon let out a sigh "So, I have one more hour to live huh..."


    Rav¨¨ne''s eyes flashed with frustration "Brandon, don''t say it like that... There is Elize and Charlotte, they will surely not let you die."


    Brandon''s gaze lowered and at this time he remembered something "By the way, Aunt Rave.. does Aunt Elize know about your identity."


    With a nod, she replied "Ofcourse, she does. Because she is also an awakener like me."


    HUH?


    Brandon''s eyes shrank in shock "What? Aunt Elize is... an awakener?"


    He never knew that, he always thought Elize was a normal woman. A kind-hearted woman who always took care of him with a soft smile on her lips.


    Looking at his shocked face, she spoke with a smile "You only know her as Elize, but before that, she is Elizabeth Fleurdys. One of the Empyreans."


    WHAT THE FUCK?


    Brandon''s jaw dropped in utter shock "S-She is an Empyrean?"


    Ravene corrected him "Was... She and your mother were best friends at that time. Oh, your mother is not an Empyrean though."


    As the revelation settled in, Brandon lowered his gaze.


    Rav¨¨ne''s expression softened as she saw the turmoil in his eyes. "After your mother''s death¡­ Elize took you in and made a decision that would change her life forever."


    "She decided to leave her Empyrean title behind and raise you like a normal child,"


    "She wanted to give you a life outside of all this... away from battles, ruptures, and Aberrants."


    Brandon frowned "But¡­ why leave the Empyreans? Couldn''t she stay and still take care of me?"


    Rav¨¨ne sighed deeply. "The Sovereign Circle had strict rules. If anyone wanted to leave the awakening world and live in the outside world as a civilian, they had to destroy their ether core."


    Huh? Brandon looked at her in confusion "Ether.. core?"


    With a faint nod, Ravene spoke "Just think that.. the ether core is what holds an awakener''s power and skills. Destroying it is the equivalent of severing yourself from everything that makes you an awakener."


    "The Sovereign Circle didn''t want awakened individuals roaming freely in the outside world. It''s too dangerous. So they gave her an ultimatum... either stay and raise you in this world, or destroy her core and leave with you


    "If you are an awakener, you should be in any of the great factions in the world under the world government."


    "So she destroyed her own core, so she can take care of you in the outside world.. away from all of this, so she could raise you like a normal child."


    Brandon''s eyes trembled and a heavy guilt wrenched his soul.


    Elize''s smiling face appeared in his mind.


    She not only lost her youthful life for him, she even lost her powers just so she could take care of him.


    "I.. didn''t know..."


    With a sigh, Ravene spoke "She never wanted you to know. That''s the kind of person Elize is. She didn''t want you to carry the weight of her sacrifices."


    "If there''s one thing Elize would want, it''s for you to live without regrets. She didn''t make those sacrifices so you could drown in guilt. She made them so you could live a happy normal life."


    Brandon''s gaze fell to the floor "Now I understand why Charlotte hates me."


    Rav¨¨ne''s eyes softened "Charlotte doesn''t hate you, Brandon."


    He shook his head. "She resents me. She resents that Elize had to give everything up because of me."


    "It''s complicated," Rav¨¨ne muttered faintly.


    "Charlotte has always been fiercely protective of Elize and looked up to her. She hated seeing her throw away her life as an Empyrean."


    "But more than that, she hated how much it hurt Elize to let go of everything she had worked for. She blames the world more than she blames you."


    "But I was still the reason," Brandon said quietly.


    She shook his shoulders "Don''t blame yourself. You don''t know how happy Elize was after adopting you."


    He raised his eyes to meet hers, and the sorrow in his eyes nearly broke her heart "I just feel like¡­ I took everything from her. She could have been someone great."


    "She was someone great," Rav¨¨ne said firmly.


    "And you didn''t take anything from her. She made a choice."


    "But why?" he asked and his voice shook a little. "Why give up so much for me?"


    Rav¨¨ne smiled softly. "Because you were her light, Brandon. You gave her something that power and prestige never could. You gave her family."


    "You gave her a reason to live beyond just fighting and surviving. Do you know how many awakened are consumed by their own power?"


    "By the politics and expectations of being an Empyrean? Elize saw a chance to step away from all of that and find something real. And that was you."


    Brandon''s hands clenched into fists "But she could have stayed. She didn''t have to destroy her core. There had to be another way."


    With a shake of her head, Ravene replied "The Sovereign Circle doesn''t allow awakened individuals to just leave."


    "Once you''re in, you''re in for life. And Elize knew that. She also knew that if she stayed, you would be dragged into that world too."


    "She didn''t want that for you. She wanted you to have a normal childhood. And she made sure you got that."


    Brandon''s gaze dropped to the floor.


    The memories of his childhood with Elize played in his mind like a slow-moving film.


    He remembered the way she had always been there for him¡ªwhether it was helping him with his schoolwork, cheering him on at his soccer games, or comforting him during the tough times.


    "She loved raising you," Rav¨¨ne continued, her voice softening even further.


    "She loved every moment of it. The way she talked about you¡­ You were her everything, Brandon."


    "You brought joy and meaning to her life in a way that being an Empyrean never did. And she never... never regretted her choice."


    Brandon felt a lump form in his throat "She never said anything."


    "She didn''t need to," Rav¨¨ne said with a smile.


    "Her actions spoke louder than any words ever could. And if you''d seen the way her eyes lit up whenever she talked about you, you''d understand just how much you meant to her."


    A soft sigh escaped his lips "I don''t deserve her."


    "Don''t say that," Rav¨¨ne said quickly.


    "Elize didn''t see you as a burden or an obligation. She saw you as her son... the person she loved most in this world. And if she could hear you now, she''d be heartbroken to know you were blaming yourself."


    She moved forward, hugging him in her arms "So, never blame yourself..."


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 Chapter 14 - 14: Genesis Mark? [1]

    Ravene comforted him for a while as she continued patting him.


    A bit later, Brandon calmed down and Ravene leaned forward placing a kiss on his forehead "For now, don''t think much about it... What''s done is done, and if Elize never regretted her decision, then you have no right to regret it on her behalf."


    Brandon''s gaze lowered and he gave a faint nod.


    Ravene''s expression softened, and she absentmindedly began patting his head again, her nails lightly grazing his scalp.


    It was a habit of hers, one she had developed when he was younger, back when he was still just a clueless kid who needed comfort from time to time.


    At this time, she remembered something and asked "Brandon... if you can use ether, then you must have gotten a Genesis Mark."


    Hm? Brandon raised his gaze to look at her eyes "What is a Genesis.. Mark?"


    With a nod, Ravene began to explain "It''s like an Awakener''s mark¡ªa sort of etheric tattoo that appears somewhere on your body when you first awaken."


    "It''s proof that your body has successfully bonded with ether. The shape and design of the mark are unique to each individual, but their appearance also indicates your current rank."


    Brandon blinked in mild surprise and instinctively glanced down at his hands.


    He turned them over, inspecting the skin, but there was nothing there... no sign of any strange markings.


    He rolled up the sleeve of his jacket, checking his forearm just in case. Again, nothing.


    "Maybe it''s in your chest..."


    Ravene reached out to the hem of his jacket and gently pulled it up.


    Brandon hesitated for a second, but then, seeing no reason to refuse, he raised his arms to make it easier for her to lift his jacket and undershirt.


    As the fabric slid up, Ravene''s gaze landed on his torso and she put the jacket aside.


    "Oh..." Ravene was amused by his muscles and reached out, her fingers touching his abs "You have certainly grown a lot... Look at you. When did you get these?"


    Brandon shook his head helplessly and looked down at his body to check if there was any Genesis mark.


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    Just beneath his left chest, a black spiraling tattoo curled into a complex, intricate design with delicate lines weaving into one another in a mesmerizing pattern.


    "Oh, is that it?"


    Ravene glimpsed at the tattoo and raised her hand, her delicate fingers drawing circles around the tattoo "Hm.. Looks great."


    "This tattoo defines your rank. Right now, judging by its size and pattern, I''d say you''re at E-Rank. The lower the rank, the simpler the Genesis Mark appears."


    "But as you grow stronger, your tattoo will evolve..."


    "I see.." Brandon''s gaze narrowed in contemplation.


    The idea fascinated him.


    But then, as his thoughts drifted, so did his eyes.


    Before he even realized it, his gaze had flickered downward, tracing the seductive curves of Ravene''s body as she sat comfortably on his lap.


    His eyes lingered on her plump chest, rising and falling with each slow breath she took.


    The smooth expanse of her exposed collarbone, the dip of her cleavage peeking through the tailored cut of her blouse¡­ It was hard not to look.


    Ravene, of course, noticed immediately.


    Yet she didn''t react, nor did she tease him right away.


    Instead, she simply let him look, a small, knowing smile curling at the corners of her lips as if waiting for him to speak first.


    And he did.


    "I wonder¡­" Brandon finally muttered and his lips quirked into a slight smirk as he lifted his gaze to meet hers "Where does my dear Aunt Ravene have her Genesis Mark?"


    At his question, Ravene''s smirk deepened ever so slightly. There was a flicker of amusement in her dark eyes... almost as if she had been expecting him to ask.


    She lifted a delicate hand and, without hesitation, pointed towards her chest.


    "The under breast... " she said, tapping just beneath the curve of her bust. "Right below my underboob."


    Brandon blinked.


    Ohhh¡­


    That was not the answer he was expecting.


    Amused, he let out a low chuckle, tilting his head slightly as he looked at her chest "That''s¡­ a rather interesting location."


    Then, after a beat, he looked at her again, curiosity creeping into his voice.


    "What rank are you again, Aunt Rave?"


    Ravene tilted her head slightly as if debating whether or not to entertain his question.


    But in the end, she did.


    "S-Rank."


    He leaned in just a little "I wonder¡­ what an S-Rank Genesis Mark looks like."


    At this, Ravene finally let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head "Pervert."


    Brandon simply shrugged, entirely unbothered by the accusation. "It''s for research purposes. I am not a pervert."


    Ravene arched an eyebrow "Mm-hm. Sure."


    She reached out suddenly, pinching his cheek between her fingers. "You are a cheeky brat, though."


    Brandon winced slightly but didn''t pull away. "Ow... okay, okay. That''s uncalled for."


    She released him with a laugh before reclining slightly in his lap, crossing one leg over the other.


    Her heels clicked softly as she adjusted her posture, her sleek black stockings accentuating the length of her toned legs.


    Then, with a knowing glint in her eye, she said, "I was just kidding."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"


    "My Genesis Mark... It''s not on my under breast."


    ¡­


    Brandon''s expression fell slightly "¡­I see," he muttered, sighing in mild disappointment.


    "So where is it then?"


    Ravene smirked again and this time, she didn''t speak right away.


    Instead, she uncrossed her legs slowly, before gesturing downward with a single elegant finger.


    "It''s on my thigh."


    Brandon''s gaze instinctively followed her movement, his eyes trailing downward to her legs.


    She was dressed in a fitted black office skirt that clung to her figure, paired with sheer thigh-high stockings that contrasted deliciously against her smooth skin.


    The way her leg was positioned, crossed at the knee, drew just enough attention to the curve of her thigh.


    For a second, Brandon could only stare.


    Then, he exhaled softly as a smile appeared on his lips "¡­Now that''s really interesting," he muttered.

 Chapter 15 - 15: Genesis Mark [2]

    "That''s really another great place to have a genesis mark..."


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "I know right..."


    Brandon leaned back slightly and asked in a casual tone "Care to show me, Aunt Rave?"


    "Tsk, tsk¡­ You really are a bold one, aren''t you?" she murmured, tilting her head as if pondering his words.


    "Curious, are we?" she murmured.


    He didn''t look away "You could say that."


    With a soft chuckle, she reached out and grabbed her office skirt, lifting up a little to her waist.


    Brandon lowered his gaze and the dark band of her stocking came into view, snug against her upper thigh, held in place by delicate clips attached to a garter.


    "Mm¡­ seems like these are in the way," she mused, mostly to herself. sea??h th§× ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon exhaled quietly, watching as her fingers moved to the tiny silver clasps.


    With a shake of his head, he spoke "This would be faster if you let me help."


    She tilted her head, amusement dancing in her black eyes "Oh? You offering to assist me?"


    Without waiting for an answer, she took his hand and guided it toward her thigh.


    His fingers met the soft, warm skin above the garter and he could feel the faint pulse of heat beneath his fingertips.


    His thumb traced over the edge of the stocking band before slipping down to one of the clasps.


    He flicked it open with a quiet *click*, releasing the first clasp.


    As he worked, his other hand settled lightly against the outer curve of her thigh and his fingers pressed in just slightly... enough to feel the tension in her muscles.


    "Ha..." Ravene let out a quiet exhale feeling his fingers grazing her skin.


    Brandon smiled faintly "Sensitive?"


    She chuckled softly "Hardly. Just enjoying the service."


    He unhooked the second clasp, letting the stocking loosen.


    Ravene flexed her leg slightly, watching as he rolled the fabric down and his knuckles brushed against her bare skin as he peeled it away inch by inch.


    When he reached her ankle, she lifted her foot slightly and removed her heel allowing him to slip the stocking free.


    He set the rolled stocking aside before shifting his attention to her other leg.


    "This one too?"


    She merely lifted her other thigh slightly in response, offering it to him.


    He repeated the motion... undoing each clasp easily, letting his touch linger just a little longer this time.


    His palm pressed against the warm skin of her thigh as he slid the stocking down, feeling the way her body responded beneath his fingers.


    When the second stocking was discarded, she shifted once more, her weight settling more comfortably against him.


    Then, with a slow, teasing motion, she lifted her skirt higher... high enough for the lace-trimmed fabric of her underwear to come into view, deep black against pale skin.


    His grip on her leg firmed slightly, his thumb brushing against the sensitive skin near her hip. "And where exactly is that Genesis mark again?"


    Ravene leaned in as her warm breath touched his ear "Right¡­ here."


    And with that, she shifted just enough to tilt her leg to the side, revealing the intricate, glowing mark nestled just beneath the curve of her inner thigh.


    Brandon let out a quiet breath, his eyes locked onto the swirling patterns of energy etched into her skin "Now that''s something¡­"


    And without hesitation, he reached out to touch it.


    His fingers hovered just above the mark, feeling the residual warmth of her ether signature before touching it.


    The moment his fingertips brushed against it, a tingling sensation surged through his skin... like static electricity humming between them.


    "Hah¡­ You''re really just going to touch it like that?" she murmured.


    Brandon''s thumb brushed over the edge of the mark, tracing its glowing ridges "It''s¡­ warm."


    His gaze drifted lower once more, to the way her skirt had bunched up near her waist, letting him see a bit of her underwear.


    A slow smile tugged at his lips.


    "You know¡­ this skirt is kind of in the way," he remarked casually.


    Ravene arched an eyebrow "Oh? And what exactly are you trying to see, brat?"


    Brandon shrugged, his fingers already hovering over the hem of her skirt and before she could respond, he hooked his fingers into the fabric and began to tug it downward.


    "W-Wait, brat¡ª" she was startled, but he had already made his move.


    With one swift motion, he slid the skirt past her hips, down the smooth curve of her thighs, and all the way to her knees.


    The fabric pooled slightly before slipping down completely, leaving her seated on his lap in nothing but her top and the deep black lace of her underwear.


    Brandon''s gaze darkened slightly, taking in the full sight of her now bare legs resting against him.


    "Oh, it''s black," he muttered again, more to himself than to her.


    Ravene hit his chest playfully and clicked her tongue. "What kind of reaction is that?"


    "I mean.. they look good." Brandon chuckled lightly, his hands still resting on the soft curve of her thighs.


    "You''re getting bold, brat,"


    Brandon tilted his head slightly, his arms instinctively wrapping around her waist as he pulled her in, letting her body mold against his.


    She let out a quiet breath and her fingers drifted up his shoulders, then to the nape of his neck, where she played lightly with his hair.


    Ravene sighed, resting her chin against his shoulder. "You know¡­ you shouldn''t be wasting time playing around like this," she muttered, her voice quieter now.


    "The meeting is happening soon."


    Brandon''s expression darkened at the reminder and his hold on her tightened slightly. "Right¡­ the meeting that''s going to decide whether I even have a future."


    Ravene shifted in his arms, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze. "Don''t talk like that," she said, her fingers pressing lightly against his jaw.


    "There are people in that room who will fight for you."


    "Elize.. Charlotte."


    "And myself, of course. You''re not alone in this, Brandon. Whatever happens in that meeting, you''re not going down without a fight."


    She gently raised his chin and looked at him before leaning forward to kiss his lips.


    Brandon was taken aback for a moment but then he closed his eyes and sank into the kiss.


    Her lips were warm and her breath was faintly sweet.


    Brandon exhaled softly and his lips parted just enough to return the gesture.


    His hand slid up along the curve of her back, feeling the delicate rise and fall of her breath as she melted into him.


    She tilted her head slightly, letting him deepen the kiss as he softly sucked on her lower lip before releasing it.


    Pulling from the kiss, she gazed into his blue before leaning in and striking his lips "Kael..."


    Her eyes trembled as she looked at him and she opened her lips to speak, but no words came out.


    Maybe now was the time.


    Maybe now she could finally say it.


    She has the courage to say it now.


    The words clawed at her throat, begging to be released... to scream, to tell him everything.


    Even after all these years, her heart still ached in ways she couldn''t explain whenever she looked at him.


    But she couldn''t.


    Not now.


    Not when his future was hanging in the balance when so much more than her own selfish emotions were at stake.


    So instead, she swallowed the lump in her throat, forcing herself to push it all back down where it had always belonged.


    "Ha..."


    A soft, bitter sigh escaped her lips, and before she could change her mind, she hurriedly slid off his lap, putting space between them.


    Brandon blinked at her sudden retreat, but he didn''t move to stop her.


    He could tell something was on her mind.


    Instead, he watched as she crouched down, quickly grabbing her discarded stockings as her fingers worked hastily to smooth out the fabric.


    "It''s almost time," she murmured, her voice quieter than before, almost as if she was trying to steady herself.


    "I should do some tests on you first."


    Her hands were quick, rolling the sheer material of the stockings back up her legs, fastening each clasp of the garter quickly.


    She reached for her skirt next, slipping it back over her hips, smoothing out the creases.


    Even as she fastened the clasp, her fingers hesitated for a fraction of a second before she inhaled deeply and steadied herself.


    Finally, she slipped her feet back into her heels, the soft click of the stilettos against the floor sounding louder than usual in the silence that stretched between them.


    Brandon could tell she was forcing herself to act normal.


    Still, now wasn''t the time to ask about it.


    So instead, he exhaled softly as he leaned back on the chair, and asked in a teasing voice.


    "You sure you''re okay, Aunt Rave?"


    Her fingers twitched slightly at the name, but she forced a smirk onto her lips.


    "You''re the one about to go into a life-altering meeting, and you''re asking if I''m okay?" She scoffed, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder before crossing her arms.


    "How noble of you."


    With a chuckle Brandon asked "You looked like you were thinking about something."


    "Maybe I was." She arched a brow, tilting her head.


    "Or maybe you''re just imagining things."


    He hummed, watching her for another long moment before deciding to let it go.


    For now.


    "Come on," she sighed, adjusting the cuff of her blouse before turning toward the research machines in the room.


    "We don''t have much time."

 Chapter 16 - 16: Preliminary tests

    Rav¨¨ne adjusted the final clasp of her garter and inhaled deeply before exhaling.


    She turned her attention back to Brandon "We don''t have much time before the meeting,"


    "But I need to run some preliminary tests. We need to understand exactly what''s happening to you."


    Brandon watched as she walked toward a control panel on the far wall, her heels clicking softly against the metallic flooring.


    The lab was expansive, filled with holographic displays, crystalline conduits pulsating with stored ether, and intricate devices whose purposes he could only guess at.


    The Sovereign Circle spared no expense when it came to research, and Rav¨¨ne had access to some of the most advanced equipment in the world.


    She activated the console, and a low hum vibrated through the floor as the room adjusted to her commands.


    Lights flickered, illuminating the center of the lab where a raised circular platform stood surrounded by curved glass panels.


    "Step onto the analysis platform," she instructed, her voice now carrying the clinical authority of a seasoned researcher.


    "This will scan your etheric field and help us determine the nature of your absorption ability."


    With a nod, Brandon stood up and walked to the platform.


    A strange tingling sensation spread from the soles of his feet, winding its way up through his limbs like an invisible current of energy.


    Rav¨¨ne''s fingers flickered across the interface as streams of data materialized in the air before her.


    She narrowed her eyes as she observed the shifting ether signatures fluctuating around Brandon''s body.


    "Incredible¡­" she muttered under her breath.


    "Your etheric field is unstable, constantly shifting between multiple resonance states. That shouldn''t be possible."


    Brandon furrowed his brows. "What does that mean?"


    "It means.. as you already said, that your ability isn''t just absorption. It''s replication. Your ether signature isn''t just borrowing energy from another source... it''s actively restructuring itself to mimic the exact nature of the ether you come into contact with."


    Brandon let the words sink in "So, when I kissed Eira¡­"


    With a nod, she confirmed "You didn''t just take in her ether. You copied its entire structure. It''s as if your body is rewriting itself to match the etheric blueprint of those you interact with."


    She leaned closer, her sharp gaze scrutinizing the results as more layers of information poured onto the display.


    "As expected..." she continued.


    "With Eira, the replication seemed stable... natural even. But with me, the process was different. Your body is struggling to interpret my ether signature."


    Brandon gave a faint nod "Yeah¡­ I felt that. Like my mind was being overloaded with too much information at once."


    Rav¨¨ne hummed thoughtfully as she tapped a few more commands into the interface, and a three-dimensional projection of Brandon''s etheric structure appeared above the console.


    It was an intricate web of interwoven strands, glowing with varying intensities.


    At the center was his own core signature... flickering erratically as foreign patterns attempted to imprint themselves upon it.


    "As I theorized, it''s a matter of complexity," she mused.


    "Eira''s ether was simpler. More instinctive. Mine¡­ not so much. The more refined and developed the ether signature, the harder it is for you to process."


    Brandon crossed his arms "Will I only be able to copy weaker signatures?"


    "Not necessarily," Rav¨¨ne responded, adjusting the display to magnify the interaction points.


    "Your body is adapting¡­ slowly. If you have time to process a stronger ether signature, you may be able to fully integrate it. But it might require repeated exposure or prolonged contact."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Prolonged contact? Like what... holding hands? Hugging?"


    Rav¨¨ne''s lips curled into an amused smirk "Or kissing," she teased.


    Brandon let out a sigh. "Of course."


    She stepped forward, her fingers tracing along his forearm as she examined the residual etheric imprints left behind "Your physical connection to ether is fascinating. Most awakeners draw ether from the environment, but yours is entirely different. Your body doesn''t pull ether from the air... it only absorbs it directly from other beings."


    Brandon frowned "So I can''t use ambient ether at all?"


    "Not in the way most awakeners do," Rav¨¨ne nodded her head.


    "But that doesn''t necessarily mean it''s a weakness. If anything, it makes you unpredictable. No one will know what abilities you possess at any given time."


    She stepped back as she looked at him with a thoughtful gaze "But there''s still a question of limitations. How long can you hold onto a copied ether signature? Does it fade over time? Or is it permanent?"


    "We need to test duration. If your body can''t maintain multiple signatures indefinitely, you''ll need to know when they start fading."


    She turned back to the console and adjusted the parameters again.


    The holographic projection flickered, now displaying a time decay analysis.


    A countdown appeared next to each signature, measuring their degradation rate.


    "Eira''s ether is holding steady," she noted.


    "But mine¡­ it''s already degrading. It''s as I suspected... the more complex the ether, the harder it is for your body to sustain."


    Brandon exhaled "So I won''t be able to just hoard abilities. I have a time limit."


    Rav¨¨ne gave a nod "It seems that way. You may need to actively refresh a signature to maintain it. Otherwise, it will fade, and you''ll have to absorb it all over again."


    Brandon ran a hand through his hair "That complicates things."


    "It does," she agreed.


    "But it also gives you a tactical advantage. If you can master this, you could become one of the most versatile awakeners in existence."


    She leaned against the console "But first, you need to understand your own limits. We can run more tests later, but for now, we should get to the meeting. The Sovereign Circle won''t wait forever."


    Brandon nodded his head and stepped out of the platform.


    His steps carried him back to the chair where his jacket lay draped over the backrest.


    Reaching for it, he shrugged it on, adjusting the collar as he rolled his shoulders. The fabric was slightly cool from the room''s temperature.


    Suddenly he felt Ravene hugging him from behind as her squishy melong squeezed on his back.


    He turned his head and she leaned forward kissing his cheek.


    "Aunt..."


    Letting out a sigh, Ravene spoke "I am also.. kind of scared, but I will try my best... Kael."


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 Chapter 17 - 17: The Tribunal [1]

    Brandon sat in the dimly lit chamber with his hands resting on his knees.


    Before him, a massive holographic screen flickered to life as its edges pulsed with an eerie blue glow.


    Looking at the holographic screen, his gaze squinted as there were no faces.


    There were only names floating in the air, illuminated with the symbols of their respective factions.


    On the opposite side sat representatives from the other major factions... the Lionhearts, the Asphodel Order, the Crimson Aegis, and the Whispering Veil.


    Each of them bore a vested interest in the outcome of this discussion.


    A sharp, mechanical chime echoed through the room, signaling the beginning of the hearing.


    "State your name."


    The voice was deep, authoritative, and cold.


    Brandon let out a soft sigh, keeping his expression neutral. "Brandon."


    "Your full name."


    "Brandon Kael."


    At this time, he heard another woman''s voice, which seemed like an old woman''s voice "Let us begin. We are gathered here today to address the anomaly that is Brandon Kael."


    "His ability, if the reports are true, is unlike any we have encountered before. A man who can use ether and not only that... with a power that allows him to absorb ether signatures through physical contact is a matter of great concern."


    "It disrupts the natural balance of awakened abilities."


    Brandon looked at the name of who said that ''Grand Arbiter of Sovereign Circle.... Is she like the head of Sovereign Circle?''


    Another voice came and this was from the ''Asphoel Order'' "Concern? This is an outright threat. If his ability allows him to steal techniques, what is to stop him from plundering the most valuable ether skills across the world? Such a wildcard cannot be left unchecked."


    At this time, a familiar voice echoed and Brandon''s head turned to look at the name "Brandon is not a thief, nor is he a threat to be ''checked.'' He has done nothing wrong, yet you speak as if he is already guilty of a crime."


    He blinked his eyes ''Aunt Elize?''


    A woman from the Whispering Veil chuckled softly. "Perhaps he has done nothing yet. But power breeds ambition. And ambition, unchecked, breeds destruction. The real question is not what he has done, but what he could do."


    Elize quickly countered "Do we now pass judgment based on what ''could'' happen rather than what has?"


    Rav¨¨ne who was in the meeting spoke "You''re all acting as if you''ve never seen an anomaly before. Need I remind you that the Sovereign Circle has always sought to regulate, not eliminate, emerging powers?"


    A gruff voice of a woman cut through the discussion "Regulation is one thing. Letting an unknown variable run loose is another."


    Rav¨¨ne let out a quiet sigh before shaking her head. "You''re making assumptions based on fear rather than fact. If you had taken the time to examine his ether signature properly, you would have noticed something crucial."


    There was a pause before she continued, "His ability to mimic ether signatures is not permanent."


    A murmur ran through the chamber.


    "He does not ''steal'' abilities. The ether he absorbs fades with time, returning to its natural state. At best, he can temporarily wield something he has absorbed, but it is not a lasting power."


    There was another moment of silence before one of the voices from the Asphodel Order scoffed.


    "And yet, even a temporary ability could be devastating in the wrong hands. If he were to come into contact with a high-level awakened, he cou-"


    "And what?" Rav¨¨ne interrupted.


    "Hold the ability for a few hours? A day at most? He is no different from the countless awakened who have been born with strange and unique abilities throughout history."


    "The only reason you fear him is because he is the first man to have it."


    Then, at last, the Grand Arbiter spoke again. sea??h th§× n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Enough..."


    The word alone carried finality.


    She took a slow breath, as if considering everything that had been said "The Sovereign Circle will deliberate."


    The moment the Grand Arbiter attempted to bring the discussion to a halt, another voice rose...


    "Deliberate? There is nothing to deliberate," the woman from the Asphodel Order snapped.


    "We all know what must be done. He is an anomaly, a deviation from the natural order. The mere fact that he exists is proof of a disruption in the balance. Are we really willing to gamble the future of ether on a single individual?"


    Elize''s eyes narrowed as she raised her voice "And what would you suggest? That we eliminate him? Have you truly grown so blind to reason?"


    The tension in the room thickened.


    The Asphodel representative did not hesitate "We cannot afford to be sentimental. If we allow him to exist freely, then what precedent are we setting?"


    "Today, it is one anomaly. Tomorrow, it could be another. Before long, we will lose all control over the laws that govern ether."


    Rav¨¨ne scoffed in disgust "So, that''s it then? Fear is enough to sentence him?"


    "Tell me, then¡ªhow many times has this Circle accepted individuals with rare and dangerous abilities into its fold? How many of those abilities were deemed unpredictable or uncontrollable?"


    "Yet you seek to strip him of his rights simply because he is the first man to wield ether?"


    Another murmur ran through the gathered voices. Some shifted uncomfortably. Others remained firm in their silence.


    A voice from the Lionhearts, "And you''re absolutely certain his abilities fade?"


    Rav¨¨ne nodded her head "I''ve run the tests myself. The ether he absorbs does not belong to him. His body is incapable of retaining it indefinitely."


    "The signatures he mimics eventually dissipate, reverting to their original forms. He does not ''steal'' anything, nor can he permanently claim another''s power."


    Another scoff echoed "And you expect us to believe this is not a risk?"


    Elize interjected before Rav¨¨ne could respond "Risk is present in every awakened individual."


    "The Asphodel Order preaches regulation, yet their own ranks house those whose powers could just as easily tip the scales of balance. The Whispering Veil employs assassins whose abilities allow them to kill before their prey even knows they are being hunted."


    "The Crimson Aegis trains warlords who can level cities if left unchecked. And yet, we do not sit here debating their right to live, do we?"


    A cold chuckle echoed from the Whispering Veil''s side "A fair point."


    The discussion is getting heated...

 Chapter 18 - 18: The Tribunal [2]

    A new voice spoke from the Crimson Aegis. "If he is the only man to awaken ether, then this is not an isolated event. There is a cause, and we must find it. For all we know, he is only the beginning."


    Brandon tensed slightly at that.


    "Are you implying there may be more?"


    The Crimson Aegis representative did not hesitate "It is a possibility we must consider. If ether has awakened in a man now, it could happen again. We must understand the cause before we decide the consequences."


    The conversation spiraled from there.


    Some spoke of experiments, of research, of ways to uncover what made him different.


    Others continued their campaign to have him locked away, studied like a specimen behind glass.


    And then there were those who still, despite the logic presented, believed the only solution was his immediate elimination.


    But there are also people who stood with Brandon defending him.


    "You compare this anomaly to those we have carefully regulated over the centuries, yet there is no precedent for what he is. No man has ever wielded ether. Not once in recorded history."


    "And now, you ask us to treat him as if he were merely another deviation, another rare ability to be cataloged and studied?"


    At this time, another cool voice came from the side "And what do you propose then? That we kill him out of fear? That we remove a living being simply because we cannot explain his existence? That is just inhuman..."


    "We should protect people from the Abberants, why should we kill the potential awakeners?"


    Hm? Brandon glimpsed at the name and his gaze narrowed ''Bleaufort family? Eira''s?''


    "If ether has chosen to manifest in a man once, it may happen again. And if we allow this one to live unchecked, what precedent does that set for the future?"


    "What happens when men begin appearing with ether abilities in greater numbers? Will we still have control over the balance?"


    Rav¨¨ne''s patience thinned "Listen to yourselves. You speak of ''control'' as if ether is something you own."


    "It is a force of nature, and it does not answer to your fears or your rules. If ether has allowed this, then your approval is irrelevant."


    The Asphodel woman scoffed "That is a na?ve way of thinking."


    "And your way is narrow-minded," Rav¨¨ne shot back.


    Another woman spoke "The problem remains. What if his power expands beyond his control?"


    "What if the limit of his ability... this supposed ''wearing off'' of his mimicked ether, proves to be a temporary restraint? What then?"


    Rav¨¨ne exhaled, "Then we deal with that possibility if it happens. Do not mistake caution for cowardice."


    "Every new ether wielder is unpredictable when they first awaken. Did we execute every single one simply because they could become a threat?"


    "No. We studied them. We trained them. We brought them into the fold."


    Elize nodded, her voice carrying a finality that silenced even the loudest objections "Fear is not an excuse for murder."


    The woman from Bleaufort spoke "You''re all so quick to label him a danger, yet you ignore the fact that ether itself is unstable for everyone in its earliest stages."


    "We have records of women who manifested abilities that shook the foundations of our laws, and yet they were trained, not slaughtered. What makes Brandon Kael different?"


    The answer was unspoken but clear.


    Because he was a man.


    The Grand Arbiter had remained largely silent and observed the growing chaos finally spoke "Enough. We will not descend into bickering."


    With an exhale she continued "Regardless of what we believe, Brandon Kael exists. That is the reality we must contend with."


    "The question is not whether he should exist, but how we move forward with this knowledge."


    The Lionhearts'' representative spoke again "Then what are the options before us?"


    The Grand Arbiter did not answer immediately. It was the Asphodel Order who responded first...


    "There is only one logical course of action. Elimination."


    The word was spoken without hesitation, and it sent a ripple of tension through the room.


    Brandon felt a chill run down his spine, but before he could even process the weight of that word...


    A sharp, deafening crack split the air.


    The chamber shook and the holographic screens flickered.


    Then a cold voice echoed through the meeting...


    "If anyone wants to kill him¡­ then you will have to step over my corpse first."


    The temperature in the room seemed to drop as all eyes turned to the source.


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed as his gaze turned to the largest holographic screen, where a live video feed had suddenly appeared.


    The grainy distortion of the flickering hologram soon sharpened, revealing the figure of a woman seated upon an ornate, high-backed chair.


    A woman with long blonde hair and piercing green eyes stared directly at the screen.


    ''Char.. lotte?''


    Brandon was surprised.


    "I will kill everyone who so much as thinks of harming Kael."


    Dead silence.


    The Asphodel Order''s representative stiffened "Are you threatening the Sovereign Circle?"


    A cold glint passed through Charlotte''s eyes "You think so?"


    "Then try me. Raise a hand against him, and I will personally make sure you never lift it again."


    Leaning back slightly in her chair, she crossed one leg over the other, resting an arm against the armrest.


    Elize, who had been watching quietly, smirked slightly but said nothing.


    Rav¨¨ne let out a sigh in relief ''Finally.. she spoke.''


    The Lionhearts'' representative narrowed her eyes "You would risk war over this?"


    Charlotte nodded her head without hesitation "Yeah.. I don''t mind. If anyone wants to harm Kael.. I will kill them. Even if it''s the Sovereign Circle..."


    As she spoke, her gaze flickered to the holographic name of the ''Grand Arbiter of the Sovereign Circle.''


    Hearing this. everyone in the meeting tensed. S§×ar?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Charlotte Fleurdys... one of the Nine Empyreans in the world.


    She is at the absolute pinnacle of power, an SSS rank awakener.


    And even among those Empyreans, Charlotte is very formidable.


    Her ether signature alone was classified as an SSS-rank anomaly.


    She is a walking calamity, a force of nature that the entire etheric world had learned to fear.

 Chapter 19 - 19: The Tribunal [3]

    Then, the Grand Arbiter herself finally exhaled, slowly leaning back in her seat.


    "Charlotte Fleurdys¡­"


    "Your declaration is¡­ quite bold."


    Another moment of silence passed before the Grand Arbiter finally nodded, a small, knowing smile tugging at the edges of her lips.


    "Very well."


    The other representatives stiffened.


    The Asphodel Order''s representative was the first to protest "You can''t be serious! We cannot allow an individual to dictate¡ª"


    The Grand Arbiter interjected "And yet, we cannot ignore reality."


    Her gaze settled on Charlotte in the holographic screen "The truth is simple. There are few forces in this world capable of challenging the Empyreans. Fewer still who would be foolish enough to try."


    The Grand Arbiter''s smile grew slightly, though there was something knowing in her expression.


    "And so, the Sovereign Circle acknowledges this reality. Brandon Kael will not be eliminated. Nor will he be subjected to forced containment."


    A ripple of murmurs spread through the chamber.


    The Asphodel Order''s representative clenched her jaw but said nothing.


    The Lionhearts'' representative let out a slow breath, nodding in quiet understanding.


    Then the Grand Arbiter''s gaze fell on the holographic Screen of Brandon Kael "We are all speaking.. but the victim himself has spoken nothing yet..."


    "Brandon Kael. You have heard the arguments presented. Speak. Tell us... what do you intend to do with this power you have been given?"


    With a sigh, Brandon spoke "I didn''t ask for this power. I never sought it out, nor did I ever intend to disrupt whatever ''order'' you believe in. But I will not apologize for existing."


    A murmur rippled through the chamber. Some scoffed. Others leaned forward, interested.


    His gaze flickered to the holographic name of Elize "I just want to live peacefully... without the constraints of some organizations."


    Hearing this, Elize smiled faintly looking at Brandon''s face through the holographic screen.


    At this time, a new voice appeared "Miss Grand Arbiter."


    All eyes turned to the new holographic name which popped up in the front.


    Esm¨¦ry Verneuil.


    "I think.. it could be better to train him."


    "I am not blind to the implications. But unlike some of you, I do not believe in punishing potential before it has been given the chance to prove itself. We stand here debating his existence, yet we forget that our true enemies remain outside these walls."


    "The Aberrants still roam free. Towers still remain uncleared. Dungeons continue to manifest. Ruptures grow more frequent."


    "And yet, we spend our time here, tearing down an individual who could, if properly trained, become an asset rather than a liability."


    With a soft sigh Esmery continued "Men or Women, he can use ether... so he is an awakener who could potentially help us in the future in clearing towers, dungeons and ruptures."


    "I don''t think it is fair to eliminate him.. just because he is a man."


    "Let him join the Solvryn Academy.. there we can train him and see the results."


    Hearing this, the Grand Arbiter''s gaze narrowed and glimpsed at Charlotte "Charlotte Fleurdys..."


    With a faint nod, Charlotte spoke "As long as nothing harms kael.. and if he likes it, I won''t interfere."


    All heads turned to look at Brandon "What do you say Brandon Kael...."


    Brandon also know that it is better to accept this and he also gets an opportunity to train ether "I agree with this."


    The Grand Arbiter nodded "Then its settled... The meeting is adjourned."


    One by one, the holographic screens began to flicker and vanish as the representatives disconnected.


    The last screen to remain was Charlotte''s.


    She leaned forward slightly, looking at Brandon and then she winked her eye.


    "You did well. Little Kael."


    And with that, her screen flickered off.


    Brandon let out a slow breath, the tension in his shoulders finally easing.


    "I am still alive... Haaa..."


    Brandon''s fingers curled slightly as his mind drifted back to the woman who had spoken in his favor... Esm¨¦ry Verneuil.


    As he sat there pondering about it, the room door opened and Ravene quickly entered.


    Raising his head, he smiled "Aunt Ravene..."


    She hurriedly rushed to him and hugged him "Kael..."


    Brandon hugged her back as she caressed her face on his shoulder. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I am glad Kael..."


    She gently pulled back from the hug and pecked his lips.


    Feeling her lips, he smiled and asked "By the way, Aunt Ravene... the woman Esmery..."


    With a nod, she replied "Hm.. she is the Headmistress of this Academy. It is a good thing she vouched for you, she is a powerful figure."


    Hearing this, his gaze lowered "I see..."


    Ravene looked at him and caressed his cheek "Wait here for a minute... I will arrange your accommodation for tonight."


    Brandon nodded, watching as she turned and exited the room.


    The door slid shut behind her, leaving him alone in the dimly lit chamber.


    Silence stretched out, broken only by the faint hum of the room''s energy systems.


    Brandon let out a quiet breath, leaning back slightly as he processed everything that had transpired.


    ...


    A few minutes passed and Ravene reentered the room "I have already talked with the Headmistress... for tonight, you will be with me."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise "With you?"


    With a nod, she replied "It will be easier this way. You need rest, and you don''t need to be thrown into the academy dorms without preparation."


    "There will be enough chaos when they learn of your presence. For now, you should have a quiet place to gather your thoughts."


    Brandon exhaled slowly, understanding her reasoning.


    The last thing he needed was to be surrounded by unfamiliar faces, whispered rumors, and judgmental stares before he even had a chance to process everything.


    "And tomorrow, you can meet the Head Mistress."


    Brandon stood up from his seat and nodded.


    She casually wrapped her arm around his shoulder "I will bring you back to my place and from there you can contact Elize."


    ---


    The steady hum of energy running through the hallway created a faint background noise.


    Most students and faculty had long since retired for the night, leaving the corridors empty except for the occasional security drone floating overhead as its mechanical eye scanned for any unauthorized activity.


    Brandon was walking beside Ravene with his hands in his pockets in his jacket as he looked around in amusement.


    "Your place is on the academy grounds?" he asked, breaking the silence between them.


    With a nod, she replied "Of course. As the lead researcher in etherology, they have to keep me close."


    "Well... not very close to the Academy, just outside."


    Tilting his head, he asked "Seems like you''re some kind of high-priority asset here."


    She smirked "Yeah. There aren''t many people who understand etherology at my level. If they lost me, the entire research division would take a massive step backward."


    He let out a small chuckle "So basically, they can''t afford to let you go."


    She glanced ahead as they approached a wide corridor that diverged from the main academy pathways.


    "Though I prefer my independence, I still need access to the academy''s resources. So, my quarters are a little more... secluded. Not inside the main complex, but just beyond the outer perimeter."


    As they continued walking, the architecture subtly shifted.


    The pathways were now lined with dark stone, and the lighting became dimmer.


    Brandon glanced at the towering trees that dotted the edges of the path.


    Raising his head, he looked at the moon as the cold crisp air gently gusted past his face.


    Brandon huffed softly as they rounded a gentle curve in the pathway.


    Ahead, the structure of Rav¨¨ne''s quarters came into view.


    Her home was an elegant but unassuming structure nestled within the trees.


    A narrow wooden bridge stretched over a small reflective pond just before the entrance, its surface rippling gently in the night breeze.


    Soft lanterns lined the walkway leading to the front door, casting a warm golden glow.


    Brandon slowed his steps slightly looking at the beautiful sight.


    "This is... nice, not what I expected, but nice."


    Rav¨¨ne chuckled as she stepped onto the bridge, the wood creaking faintly beneath her weight "What did you expect? A dark, ominous tower with lightning crackling in the background?"


    Brandon shook his head helplessly "Maybe not that dramatic. But something more... I don''t know. High-tech. Cold. More lab, less home."


    She glanced at him over her shoulder, "I spend enough time buried in research labs. The last thing I want is to live in one."


    Reaching the front door, she pressed her palm against a small glowing panel embedded into the stone wall.


    A soft pulse of energy spread outward, recognizing her signature, and the door unlocked with a quiet click.


    Pushing it open, she gestured for him to enter first.


    "Go on. Welcome to my home."

 Chapter 20 - 20: Night with Aunt Ravene [1]

    Brandon stepped inside and looked at the interior.


    Smooth wooden flooring, carefully arranged furniture, and soft ambient lighting created a cozy atmosphere.


    To the left, a living space with a large couch and a low wooden table was covered with open books, loose papers, and data slates stacked in organized chaos.


    A fireplace sat against the far wall.


    To the right, is an open kitchen area with dark countertops and wooden cabinets.


    Further inside, a hallway led deeper into the house, likely to the bedrooms and her personal research chambers.


    Brandon let out a low whistle, glancing around "Nice..."


    With a chuckle, Ravene patted his head "Well. glad you liked it."


    "Come on..."


    She uttered walking to her room and Brandon followed, glancing around as they moved deeper into the house.


    Brandon entered behind her looking around at the room. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A small bedside table sat beside the bed, cluttered with a few books, a half-finished cup of tea, and what looked like a broken etheric device.


    To the right, a holographic computer setup was embedded into a sleek black desk and its screens flickered to life as she stepped inside.


    There was a closet in the far corner, a small sitting area with two chairs, and even a large circular window that overlooked the distant Academy skyline.


    Ravene smiled as she sat at her desk and started tapping at the holographic interface.


    The screen flickered as she navigated through encrypted channels.


    She was attempting to contact Elize first.


    Brandon stood beside her, watching as strings of text and security keys flashed across the screen.


    "You think she''ll pick up?"


    Ravene didn''t look away from the screen as she typed "If I know Elize, she''s already aware that we''re trying to reach her. The real question is whether she''ll answer immediately or make us wait."


    "We cannot contact through the normal connection and mobile phones because this matter is of serious concern so we can only contact her through these encrypted channels."


    Looking at the screen flickering, Ravene''s gaze narrowed, and stood up "It will connect when she allows it on her side."


    As she stood, Brandon sat on the desk and looked through the interface.


    Ravene removed her lab coat and folded it over her arm before tossing it onto the chair beside the desk.


    "Haa..." She rolled her shoulders slightly, letting out a slow breath as she reached up, undoing the first button of her blouse.


    Her fingers effortlessly moved down the row of buttons, parting the crisp black fabric as she did.


    Brandon, still seated at the desk, had initially been focused on the interface in front of him.


    But the soft rustling of fabric caught his attention, and before he could think twice, his gaze flickered toward her.


    Ravene''s blouse slid down her shoulders, revealing the smooth lines of her collarbone and the toned curves beneath.


    She threw onto the chair revealing a sleek black undergarment that contrasted starkly against her fair skin


    She ran a hand through her hair before reaching down to unzip the side of her skirt, letting the fabric slip down her hips before stepping out of it entirely.


    With a smile on his face, Brandon watched her as she stood there in nothing but underwear.


    Hm? Ravene also felt his gaze but then shook her head helplessly with a chuckle "Pervert..."


    She reached down, hooking her thumbs into the delicate lace of her stockings just above her thighs.


    She rolled the fabric down, exposing smooth skin inch by inch.


    She shifted her balance as she stepped out of the stockings and draped them neatly over the chair.


    She had a faint smirk on her lips as she glanced at him. "You''re staring,"


    Brandon blinked, shaking his head as if snapping himself out of a trance "You''re not exactly making it easy not to."


    Ravene hummed in response, as if considering his words, then turned away slightly, reaching for something inside the small dresser beside her bed.


    She pulled out a loose, sleeveless tank top and draped it comfortably over her body.


    The fabric clung in just the right places, revealing a teasing glimpse of her collarbones and the smooth line of her shoulders along with her cleavage.


    Then, slipping into a pair of fitted shorts, she stretched her arms briefly before turning back toward Brandon.


    "So? Better?"


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah... you look sexy."


    At this time, they heard a doorbell ring and Ravene raised an eyebrow "It must be the stuff I asked earlier..."


    Brandon stood up from the desk and spoke "I will get it.."


    As he reached the front door, he placed his hand on the smooth panel beside it, activating the digital interface.


    A soft beep followed, and with a quiet hiss, the door slid open.


    There was a woman standing outside, dressed in a dark navy uniform... one of the academy''s delivery personnel.


    She held several neatly arranged shopping bags in her hands with crisp branding on the side indicating high-quality goods


    The woman was not surprised looking at Brandon and gave the shopping bags in her hands.


    "Here is the stuff Lady Ravene ordered."


    Brandon nodded his head and brought the stuff back to the room before closing the door.


    Ravene who was sitting in front of the computer turned her head to look at him "There are clothes in there for you, along with a few essentials. You should freshen up... take a bath, change into something comfortable"


    Brandon glanced down at the bags again, then back at her "Oh.. thank you.."


    He knelt down, setting the bags on the bed, and rifled through them.


    As expected, there were fresh clothes¡ªsimple yet well-chosen: a fitted black t-shirt, loose lounge pants, and even a set of comfortable slippers.


    There were also smaller items: a neatly folded towel, a set of toiletries, and even a new hairbrush.


    He grabbed a fresh set of clothes and the toiletries before heading toward the bathroom.


    "Alright, I''ll be quick," he said, stepping past her.


    ---


    Brandon let out a breath as he set the clothes down on the counter.


    He looked at his own reflection in the mirror seeing his handsome face.


    A soft sigh escaped his lips "A hot bath would be better...


    ---


    Steam curled into the air as Brandon stepped out of the bathroom.


    A towel was draped around his shoulders, catching the last remnants of moisture from his damp hair, while the fresh clothes Ravene had provided fit comfortably against his body.


    Ravene was still at her desk.


    The holographic screen cast a soft blue light against her features, illuminating her beautiful face.


    Hearing his footsteps, Ravene turned her head with a small smirk tugged at the corner of her lips "Brandon, come here quick..."


    Hm? Brandon hurriedly went beside her "What happened?"


    Before he could react, she reached out and grasped his wrist, tugging him forward.


    With a light pull, she guided him onto her lap, his body settling against hers.


    Her arms wrapped around his waist as she leaned forward to tap a few keys on the interface "Elize should be joining the encrypted channel soon..."


    With a sigh, Brandon leaned back comfortably on her lap and she wrapped her arms around his waist.


    A bit later, the encrypted channel connected and Brandon heard Elize''s voice from the other side "Ravene..."


    Brandon smiled and replied "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize let out a soft breath "Brandon.. you are safe now right?"


    Brandon nodded his head "En, I am with Aunt Rave..."


    Ravene hugged him tighter and spoke "Don''t worry.. I will take good care of him."

 Chapter 21 - 21: Night with Aunt Ravene [2]

    Elize sighed faintly "The situation surrounding you is far more complicated than you realize."


    "The Sovereign Circle may have declared that you won''t be eliminated, but that doesn''t mean you''re safe. There will still be factions watching you, waiting for an excuse to act."


    "You''re not out of danger just because they''ve decided to delay judgment."


    Brandon remained silent for a moment and he knew that just because he wasn''t executed on the spot didn''t mean he was free.


    There would always be people who see him as a threat.


    Ravene, however, scoffed. "Let them watch. If anyone tries something, I''ll handle it."


    Elize didn''t sound convinced "Ravene, this isn''t just about protecting him from assassins or rogue factions."


    "This is about the long-term consequences of what he represents. He is the first man to wield ether. Do you understand what that means?"


    Ravene''s expression darkened slightly "Of course I understand,"


    With a nod, Elize replied "You know how deeply ingrained this is in our society. The idea that only women can wield ether is not just a belief... it''s a fundamental law of our world."


    "And now, Brandon has broken that law simply by existing."


    Brandon exhaled slowly, his fingers unconsciously curling against Ravene''s arm.


    Elize''s voice softened "I know you didn''t ask for this power Kael. But that doesn''t change the fact that you have it."


    "That''s why we need to be careful. The Sovereign Circle might have ruled in your favor for now, but that could change if you don''t tread carefully.


    Elize continued. "As Esm¨¦ry Verneuil suggested, it is better to join the Academy."


    "It''s the safest place for you right now. You need training, Kael. Real training. You need to understand your power, how to control it, how to use it."


    "If you don''t, you''ll be a liability... to yourself and to anyone trying to protect you."


    Brandon nodded his head "Yes. Aunt Elize..."


    Ravene spoke with a teasing smile "You know, Solvryn is going to have a field day with him. A man with ether? Surrounded by thousands of ambitious young women? The academy has never seen anything like it."


    Elize sighed "At Solvryn, you''ll have structured training, resources, and, most importantly... the protection of the Headmistress herself."


    Brandon let out a sigh "Mhm. Ok."


    Elize seemed satisfied with that answer "Good. We''ll talk again soon. I will cancel the channel now. And Ravene-"


    "I know, I know," Ravene interrupted. "I''ll make sure he stays out of trouble."


    Elize sighed again "Just be careful. Both of you."


    With that, the encrypted channel flickered, and the call disconnected.


    Brandon sat there for a moment before finally leaning back against Ravene with a tired sigh.


    "This is going to be a mess, isn''t it?" he muttered.


    Ravene chuckled, resting her chin on his shoulder. "Oh, definitely."


    She placed a kiss on his cheek "Don''t worry.. I will be with you."


    Brandon gave a faint nod.


    She leaned back, stretching her arms above her head before giving him a casual look "Now then," she said, placing her hands on her hips.


    "Shall we have dinner? I can order something."


    "Yeah, let''s eat..."


    Brandon stood up from her lap.


    Ravene followed suit, gracefully rising to her feet before reaching for a sleek, black tablet that had been resting on the desk.


    She tapped a few icons, scrolling through a list of delivery options.


    "Alright, what are we in the mood for?" she mused aloud, her fingers gliding effortlessly across the screen.


    "I could go for something hearty... maybe some roasted meat, buttered vegetables, and fresh bread? Or do you want something lighter?"


    Brandon looked over her shoulder, watching the images of different meals flicker across the screen. "That first option sounds perfect."


    "Alright, then," she said, finalizing the order.


    "I''ll have them send over some extra sides, too. It should be here in about twenty minutes."


    With the order placed, the two of them moved toward the couch in the lounge area, settling into the plush cushions.


    ---


    Eventually, the sound of the doorbell broke the silence.


    "That was fast," Brandon uttered before standing up.


    Ravene stretched lazily "Go and get the food, will you?"


    Brandon stood up and made his way to the door.


    When he opened it, the delivery woman was standing outside with several neatly packaged containers stacked in her hands.


    She barely blinked at the sight of him before handing the bags over.


    "Here''s the order for Lady Ravene,"


    Brandon accepted the food, nodding. "Thanks."


    With that, he shut the door and carried the bags back toward the lounge.


    The rich aroma of roasted meat, seasoned vegetables, and freshly baked bread filled the air as he placed everything on the table.


    Ravene wasted no time.


    She sat up, grabbed a plate and peeled back the containers to reveal the steaming dishes inside.


    "Damn, this smells amazing,"


    Brandon grabbed his own plate, serving himself a generous portion before plopping back down beside her.


    ---


    After finishing their meal, Brandon let out a satisfied sigh, stretching his arms as he sank deeper into the couch.


    Ravene, meanwhile, leaned back against the cushions, her legs tucked underneath her as she lazily scrolled through her tablet.


    She had finished her meal not long ago, but she still nibbled on a small piece of fruit, glancing occasionally at Brandon.


    "You look exhausted," she muttered, tilting her head slightly.


    Brandon gave a soft nod "Well, yeah. It''s been a long day."


    She chuckled and set her tablet aside. S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Then she stood up from the couch and brushed off her shorts before offering him a hand. "Come on, let''s at least get you to bed. Lying down will help."


    Brandon took her hand and got up. "You say that like I have a separate room."


    She smirked "You don''t. You''re sleeping in my bed."


    Brandon blinked in mild surprise "Wait..."


    Ravene rolled her eyes, tugging him along by the wrist as she led him toward her bedroom. "Oh, don''t act so scandalized," she teased.


    "It''s a big bed, and you need rest. Unless you''d rather sleep on the couch?"


    Brandon glanced back at the couch, considering. It didn''t look uncomfortable, but compared to a proper bed¡­


    "Alright, alright," he relented, letting her pull him forward.


    "And Kael... I am sure you won''t attack me in bed. We are close enough to sleep in the same bed."


    As they stepped into the bedroom, Ravene let go of his wrist and moved toward the bed, casually pulling back the covers.


    She got into the bed first and Brandon followed lying beside her on the bed.


    Ravene turned onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she gazed at him with a knowing smirk.


    She casually reached down, adjusting her loose tank top in a way that made the neckline dip lower, revealing the deep curves of her cleavage "Come here, Kael.. I will spoil you."


    Brandon looked at her enticing boobs and chuckled before jumping in and burying his face in her breasts.


    "You are the best... Aunt Rave, your boobs are so squishy," he mumbled feeling his face squished by the meat buns.


    She hugged him tightly as she gently patted his head, threading her fingers through his hair.


    "Of course, I am..."


    Brandon tilted his head slightly, just enough to meet her eyes and his gaze flickered downward for just a moment before he leaned up, closing the small distance between them and pressing his lips softly against hers.


    Ravene was surprised for a moment before she reciprocated the kiss, as her fingers curled around his neck pulling him closer.


    When Brandon finally pulled away, his gaze lingered on her lips which is now slightly parted and tinted a shade darker from the kiss "Your kissing skills have improved.."


    Ravene let out a giggle "Maybe I am learning from the best..."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly and again buried his face in her breasts.


    Patting his head, her eyes squinted in thought "Seems like you have great experience in kissing and stuff... with your girlfriend."


    Upon hearing this, Brandon gave a faint nod "Well, we were really close.. always kissing, cuddling and of course... having sex."


    "But.. suddenly yesterday, she called me and told me, she is breaking up with me and.. she never loved me in the first place."


    "Which.. I can''t really believe, because she is a good woman, who really respected me and we had fun times..."


    She took a slow breath, "That''s... a lot to take in, you sound like you''re still trying to make sense of it."


    Brandon let out a low chuckle, "Yeah... maybe"


    "I mean, if we had been fighting¡­ then maybe I could understand. But we weren''t. We were fine. We were more than fine. We were happy. At least¡­ I thought we were."


    Ravene''s fingers moved lower, tracing slow, absentminded circles against the nape of his neck "And you really believe she loved you? That she was happy?"


    Brandon sighed, his fingers curling slightly against the fabric of her shirt "Yeah¡­ I do."


    "I mean, maybe that sounds stupid, considering how things turned out, but I know her. I know the way she used to look at me."


    "I know... how she acted when she was with me. The way she laughed at my dumb jokes, the way she would hold me like I was the most important thing in the world. You can''t fake that..."


    Ravene hummed softly, considering his words. "So, if that''s true¡­ then why do you think she left?"


    Brandon exhaled deeply, his body sinking a little heavier against her "I don''t know. That''s the part I don''t get."


    "She didn''t say she wasn''t happy anymore, or that she had feelings for someone else. She just¡­ said it was over."


    "That she never loved me. She just loved me because my Sister is an Empyrean... Like all of it... everything we had... was just some kind of act."


    Ravene patted his head as she could feel the pain in his voice "Well, let''s not talk about her..."


    "Just sleep for now."


    With a nod, he hugged her tighter and intertwined his legs with hers relising in the warmth from her body.


    A few minutes later, he drifted to sleep and Ravene''s gaze narrowed.


    ''If she broke up like that... hmm, Elize wouldn''t have left her alone.''


    She gently moved and took a mobile from her nightstand as she sent a message to Elize in


    ''About his girlfriend...''

 Chapter 22 - 22: A good morning

    Morning sunlight streamed through the slightly parted curtains, casting warm golden rays across the room.


    The gentle touch of daylight caressed Brandon''s skin, waking him up from the depths of sleep.


    His body stirred beneath the covers and a soft sigh escaped his lips as his mind slowly drifted from the haze of the sleep.


    His eyelashes fluttered, before his blue eyes finally opened, adjusting to the gentle brightness that filled the room.


    Blinking away the last remnants of sleep, he turned his head slightly and found himself gazing at Ravene.


    She stood by the dresser with her back partially turned to him and she was wearing a simple underwear.


    Her toned figure was illuminated by the sunlight that cascaded over her bare shoulders, highlighting the smoothness of her skin.


    The curve of her spine was subtly pronounced as she reached behind herself, fumbling with the strap of her blue bra, trying to secure the hooks.


    "E-Eh?"


    Brandon''s gaze flickered to the mirror in front of her and she met his gaze through the glass.


    A small smile formed on her lips "Good morning, Kael."


    He sat up slowly, running a hand through his tousled hair as he let out a quiet breath.


    His voice came out slightly husky from sleep as he responded, "Yeah... good morning."


    His gaze dropped to her struggling fingers, noticing the way they fumbled with the thin strap.


    Without hesitation, he rose to his feet and stepped closer to her.


    "Let me help..."


    "Mhm.." Ravene tilted her head slightly as he moved behind her.


    The scent of her skin reached his senses as he grasped the delicate straps.


    His fingers pulled them into place before carefully securing the hooks.


    She let out a quiet sigh of relief and her shoulders relaxed "Thank you, dear," she murmured, turning to face him with a smile.


    Raising her hand, she reached up and lightly patted his head "Go freshen up. I''ll have your coffee ready by the time you''re done."


    Brandon gave her a small nod before stepping away.


    ---


    As Brandon stepped out of the bathroom, he ran a hand through his damp hair, letting out a slow breath.


    Dressed in nothing but a pair of comfortable sweatpants, his bare feet padded softly against the wooden floor as he made his way through the hallway.


    As he entered the kitchen, his gaze landed on Ravene.


    She was standing by the counter with her back turned to him, and she was still in her underwear from earlier.


    The thin straps of her blue bra contrasted against the pale smoothness of her skin, the curve of her back leading down to the matching pair of panties that hugged her hips.


    Her toned physique was apparent in the way her muscles moved subtly beneath her skin as she reached for something on the counter.


    She hadn''t noticed him yet, too focused on her task and a playful smile appeared on Brandon''s lips.


    Moving soundlessly, he closed the distance between them.


    Without warning, he slipped his arms around her waist from behind and his chest pressed lightly against her bare back as he enveloped her in his embrace.


    "Ah..." Ravene let out a small gasp and her body tensed for a split second before relaxing as she recognized his presence.


    "Kael..." she sighed, her voice carrying both amusement and mild exasperation.


    "You''re supposed to be freshening up, not sneaking up on me."


    Brandon only chuckled as his breath warm brushed against the side of her neck. "I did freshen up. You just looked too tempting to ignore."


    His fingers trailed lazily across her stomach before his thumb found its way to her belly button.


    He pressed against it, gently teasing her belly button as he leaned in closer.


    Ravene''s breath hitched slightly, feeling his fingers teasing her belly button, and her grip on the spoon faltered for just a moment before she recovered. S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Kael..."


    He chuckled and dipped his head so that his lips hovered just near the shell of her ear. "Yes?"


    "You know exactly what," she replied, though she did not push him away.


    Brandon chuckled, enjoying her reactions far too much.


    Slowly, he let his lips graze the side of her neck, just beneath her ear.. placing a small kiss there.


    Reven''s body tensed slightly before she exhaled as her shoulders relaxed under his touch. "You''re such a pervert..."


    "Mm," Brandon hummed against her skin, trailing a few more soft kisses down the curve of her neck as his lips brushed over the spot where her shoulder met her collarbone.


    His arms tightened slightly around her waist, pulling her back more firmly against him "And yet, you haven''t pushed me away."


    Instead of responding, she reached for one of the mugs and poured the freshly brewed coffee, all while still allowing him to hold her.


    Finally, she turned her head slightly, just enough so that her black eyes met his blue ones.


    There was something playful in her gaze, a knowing glint that told him she was well aware of what he was trying to do.


    Brandon smiled, leaning down slightly so that his lips hovered just over hers "Are you going to kiss me, or are you going to make me work for it?"


    Reven exhaled softly and her lips curved into a small smirk before she turned fully in his embrace.


    She placed a hand against his chest, before tilting her chin up just enough to meet him halfway.


    The kiss was slow.. like one of those lazy morning kisses, where neither of them was in any rush to break away.


    Brandon deepened the kiss, savoring the feel of her lips against his as she responded with equal softness.


    After a few seconds, Ravene was the first to pull away, though not by much.


    Her lips were still just a breath away from his as she smirked "Now, if you''re done distracting me, maybe I can finally finish making your coffee."


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle as he brushed his nose against hers "Why the hurry.."


    Ravene rolled her eyes before turning back to the counter and poured the second cup of coffee as if nothing had happened.


    But the small, satisfied smile on her lips told him she had enjoyed it just as much as he had.


    "By the way, Kael.. you just kissed me now, did you feel the ether energy flowing in your body?"


    Brandon let her go for a little and nodded his head "Yeah..."


    With a thoughtful look, she handed over the cup of coffee to him, and he also took it in his hands.


    Moving a little, she sat on top of the counter while Brandon stood beside her, still holding his coffee, but before he could take another sip...


    She opened her legs and, without hesitation, wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer to him..


    "Just wondering... why it only triggers on a kiss."


    With a shake of his head Brandon spoke "I thought about that too,,," as his fingers absentmindedly ran over the soft skin of her legs where they rested against his waist.


    "But when I hugged you just now, I felt your ether energy flowing into me. I didn''t notice it before...


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed slightly, "But was it as strong as when we kissed?"


    Brandon shook his head. "No. It was there, but it was much weaker compared to when we were kissing."


    Hearing this, Ravene''s gaze squinted "I see... maybe¡­ as the level of physical intimacy increases, the amount of ether energy you absorb becomes stronger?"


    "Like, if we just held hands or had minimal skin contact, you''d get ether energy... but at a much lower level."


    "But something like kissing, which is a deeper form of physical connection, increases the energy transfer exponentially."


    Brandon gave a nod "That makes sense... the energy spike is so noticeable when we kiss but not as much with a simple touch."


    Letting out a giggle, she spoke "Being the only guy who can even use ether isn''t enough... you have to have a weird way of absorbing it too."


    "Hmm.. we should conduct tests on this."


    Brandon nodded his head and at this time Ravene uttered "Well, I have a theory... about your ether absorbing ability."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Tell me, what is it?"


    "A theory where the ether signature you absorb will not fade away with time."

 Chapter 23 - 23: A man in a world of women [1]

    "A theory where the ether signature you absorb will not fade away with time."


    He tilted his head slightly, narrowing his eyes "Wait¡­ what do you mean it won''t fade away?"


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "Your etheric field is unstable and fluid, constantly changing between multiple resonance states."


    "Unlike a normal ether user, who is bound by the constraints of their own unique etheric field, you''re not locked into a single pattern. Your ether is fluid, adaptive."


    "As I said in the lab, your body is actively reconstrcuting the exact nature of the ether you come in contact with."


    "Your system is rewriting itself to match the etheric blueprint..."


    "It means your body is extremely adaptive."


    She continued "The more complex the ether signature is, the harder for your body to sustain it."


    "But... your body is adapting."


    Taking another sip of her coffee, she spoke "So, you remember that I said... You can''t mimic my ether signature because it''s too complex."


    "But with prolonged or intimate contact, with over time... you might even be able to mimic S rank ether signatures easily."


    "Like that, I am theorizing that... with time, if you got exposed to the same ether, your body will mimic the ether signature... not for a limited time, but permanently."


    "So, it won''t fade away and remain in your body forever."


    "That would mean your growth potential is technically limitless."


    After hearing this, Brandon nodded his head "So, in simple terms¡­ every ether signature I come into contact with, given enough time... becomes permanent?"


    Reven nodded. "That''s my hypothesis. And if you refine that ability¡­ you could carry multiple high-level ether signatures at the same time, switching between them as needed."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s gaze narrowed "That''s insane..."


    With a nod, Ravene spoke, "But it''s still just a theory..."


    "And Kael, never talk about this to others... The Sovereign Circle and others believe that the skills you absorb fade after some time."


    "Mhm."


    ---


    Standing in front of the academic buildings, Brandon raised his gaze ''Looks amazing...''


    The academy was more than just a place of learning... it was the beating heart of the world''s greatest awakeners like a fortress of knowledge and power.


    And now, for the first time in history, a man was about to step inside as a student.


    Beside him, Ravene walked with her usual lab clothes as she looked around at the students and their reaction to Brandon.


    Many women paused as he walked past.


    Some were subtle, sneaking quick looks before returning to their conversations.


    Others were openly staring at him.


    He could hear snippets of hushed murmurs, some filled with doubt, others with interest.


    "Is that him?"


    "The only male awakener?"


    "How is this even possible?"


    "I thought they were just letting him in for testing, but he''s really here."


    "He doesn''t even look that strong¡­"


    "If he''s here, he must be capable¡­ right?"


    Brandon let out a soft sigh "Seems like word has already gone out about me..."


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "Yeah, they all seem curious about you..."


    Brandon sighed "Curious is one way to put it. Some of them look like they want to tear me apart."


    "Hahaha..."


    As they continued forward, the academy grounds unfolded before them... immense halls, training domes, and etheric fields designed to harness and refine energy.


    And then, at the far end of the grand courtyard, stood the central administrative tower... where the Headmistress of Solvryn Academy resided.


    They quickly reached the building.


    Two female guards stood at attention and their gazes flickered over Brandon for only a moment before they turned their focus to Ravene.


    "The Headmistress is expecting you,"


    With a nod, Ravene stepped forward, motioning for Brandon to follow.


    As the doors creaked, both of them stepped in..


    And at the far end of the room, there is a grand desk, and there was the woman who held absolute authority over Solvryn Academy.


    Headmistress Esm¨¦ry Verneuil.


    The woman looked mature as her long silver hair cascaded down her shoulder and her eyes were fixed on him as he entered the room.


    She was wearing a white shirt with some buttons loosened, showing the slight cleavage of her breasts. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So, you are the one, huh? Now that I look at you in person... aren''t you a cutie?"


    Her gaze flickered to Ravene and she showed a faint smile "Been a while, Ravene..."


    Ravene nodded her head, her hands tucked in her academy coat "Yeah, it''s really been a while..."


    Keeping her faint smile, Esmery stood up from her seat "You can leave, Ravene.. I will take care of him from here."


    Ravene raised an eyebrow and Esmery let out a chuckle "Don''t worry, I won''t do anything to him..."


    With a sigh, Ravene turned to Brandon and spoke "I am leaving, Kael. I will meet you later..."


    As he gave a nod, she turned around and left the room.


    Esm¨¦ry opened a drawer from her desk and took a mobile from there "Brandon Kael, I suppose this is yours."


    Brandon immediately recognised his mobile and nodded his head "Yeah... that''s mine."


    Walking to him, she extended her hand, and he took it from her hand "Thank you.."


    Esm¨¦ry folded her arms and spoke "Well, I am pretty sure you are aware of the situation you are in."


    Brandon gave a nod "Yeah."


    Esm¨¦ry turned around, walking back to her desk "Good... that makes things easier..."


    She picked up a sleek black card from a stack of documents and held it between her fingers "You will join the Ascendant class in the Solvyrn Academy"


    "It consists of the most elite students... heirs to the most prestigious families, exceptional prodigies, and the most naturally talented individuals this institution has to offer


    "As for your uniform, it will be delivered to you by tomorrow. You''ll have to manage without it for today."


    As she spoke, she walked back to Brandon and handed out the black card with golden edges "Here.. this is your identity card."


    Brandon took the card from her hand and immediately glanced at it.


    His name was printed in elegant, silver script across the surface, but there was a noticeable blank space where his photo should have been.


    "We don''t have a proper picture of you," Esm¨¦ry explained, leaning slightly against her desk.


    "You''ll need to report to the administration hall later to have it taken and finalized."


    As Brandon squinted slightly, he gave a slow nod, slipping the academy ID into his pocket. "Got it."


    Esm¨¦ry had a faint smile on her lips. "I just wanted to meet you in person."


    "Now, if you don''t have any doubts, you''re free to go."


    She gestured subtly toward the door. "The Ascendant Class is in the left building from here. You won''t miss it."


    Looking at her, Brandon gave a nod before walking back to the door.


    As he left, a sigh escaped Esm¨¦ry''s lips "So... Miss Charlotte?"


    With a blur, a beautiful woman appeared there as her gaze drifted to the closed door "It''s good."


    Esm¨¦ry giggled, leaning back against her desk "If you''re so worried about him, why don''t you just talk to him?"


    Charlotte shook her head "No... he hates me."


    At those words, Esm¨¦ry let out another sigh, shaking her head. "And whose fault do you think that is?"


    "You''ve built this entire wall between you and him, and now you''re acting like it''s impossible to reach across. If you just spoke to him properly, explained things instead of letting misunderstandings fester, I''m sure he would listen."


    "Oh... and he also looks handsome."


    Charlotte had an indifferent face but her green eyes trembled so ever slightly "And you, keep your hands off him... bitch."


    Esmery raised her hands in surrender "Woah, Woah... I am not going to do anything to him. By the way, which Charlotte am I speaking to right now? This or that?"


    A cold glint passed through Charlotte''s eyes "I will kill you..."


    Hearing this, Esm¨¦ry raised an eyebrow in amusement "Oh, it is that Charlotte, heh..."


    Letting out a breath, Charlotte turned away. "I have things to do."


    Without waiting for a response, she disappeared just as swiftly as she had appeared.


    Still leaning against her desk, Esm¨¦ry chuckled softly, "What a mess..." she murmured, a smirk tugging at her lips.


    ---


    Meanwhile, Brandon was walking around the Academic hallways and could feel the piercing gazes of all the women walking past him.


    ''Haa.. I just wanna be in bed and squish Aunt Rave''s boobs.''

 Chapter 24 - 24: A man in a world of woman [2]

    Walking through the Academy hallways, Brandon glimpsed at his ID card and saw the things written on the back.


    ''Ascendant Class - First year''


    Raising his head, he spotted a large wooden plaque mounted above a double-door entrance ''Ascendant class - Second year.''


    His gaze squinted slightly ''Is this building for second year? Then the first year class should be nearby...''


    Looking around, he saw the small differences in the uniforms the women were wearing.


    The women had high-collared white blouses and a fitting black blazer with intricate golden accents along the edges.


    The blazer had the academy''s emblem... a stylized crest with an ascending phoenix, and below that, a small insignia mentioning their year in the Academy.


    And they were wearing black skirts, falling just above the knee, tailored for both movement and formality.


    Brandon sighed happily in his heart ''I can see a lot of thighs...''


    While some were wearing stockings, some were wearing socks.


    In normal cases, it should be a heaven for any man to enter a women''s academy like this... but he is pretty sure that he won''t be in heaven.


    Suddenly he heard a voice from behind "Hey, you..."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly ''Oh, my first problem in the Academy..."


    He turned around to look at two women walking toward him.


    One of them had short black hair and the other one had long blonde hair and blonde eyes.


    "So you are the man they are talking about..."


    Brandon nodded his head and replied "Yeah.. nice to meet you, Senior I suppose." he glimpsed at the II near her badge indicating she is 2nd year.


    Both of them walked around him, inspecting him "Hmm..."


    Brandon glimpsed at the short-haired woman and asked "Do you know where the 1st year Ascendant class is?" S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The woman raised an eyebrow "As I expected... you are in Ascendant class, junior."


    The blonde haired woman extended her hand "Give me your ID, you must have gotten one."


    Brandon''s gaze squinted, but then he complied and handed over the ID card to her.


    Looking at the card, the woman mused "Oh... Brandon Kael."


    The black haired woman looked at him closely "I wonder... how can you use ether."


    The surrounding women also stopped and looked at Brandon curiously.


    However, at this time faint footsteps of heels clicking against the ground were heard.


    Everyone turned their head and glanced at the beautiful woman with long white hair and red eyes walking to them.


    Looking at her, everyone lowered their heads "President..."


    Hm? Brandon turned to look at the incredibly beautiful woman.


    She was wearing the same uniform as the others, but her uniform seemed a bit different... a little more extraordinary.


    His gaze fell on the insignia in the blazier ''A fourth year?''


    The woman''s crimson eyes glanced at Brandon with a touch of curiosity.


    But then her eyes darted to the two women surrounding Brandon "What is happening here?"


    Hearing her indifferent tone, the two women flinched slightly "President, we were just curious about this new junior..."


    Clarrise De Valiene extended her hand and uttered "Give me his card."


    Without hesitation, the woman handed over the card to her.


    Clarrise then glimpsed at Brandon and spoke "Follow me, Brandon Kael."


    Looking at her, Brandon had a thoughtful face ''Is she like.. Student Council president here?''


    Without further hesitation, he followed her through the Academy halls.


    The black-haired woman and the blonde-haired woman watched quietly, not saying another word as he walked past them.


    On the way, looking at her, many people lowered their heads in respect.


    Walking beside her, Brandon looked around at the women who were looking at him curiously.


    "Are you the Student Council President here, Senior?"


    Upon hearing his voice, Clarrise nodded her head "Hm, something like that..."


    "And here, your ID."


    Brandon took the ID from her hand and slipped it inside his pocket.


    She looked at him from the corner of her eye "I thought you would be scared or uncomfortable in this place... but you are surprisingly calm."


    With a soft sigh, he spoke, "I wouldn''t say I''m completely at ease, but freaking out won''t help me either."


    His gaze flickered to the side, catching glimpses of the students still eyeing him "I have already made it this far. If I let every stare or whisper get to me, I''d never be able to move forward."


    Clarisse hummed with a subtle note of interest in her voice as she continued walking "A pragmatic answer."


    "Most would at least show some signs of unease, especially in an environment where they are so... out of place."


    "Good thing you are level-headed..."


    "Here, words alone won''t mean anything. Strength, skill, and results... those are what determine one''s worth in Solvryn Academy."


    Brandon''s gaze lingered on the building before them "This is the first year Ascendant Class building?"


    Clarisse gave a small nod. "Yes. This is where you and the other first-years will be training. It''s different from the general curriculum."


    "And, by the way.. come and meet me later to get your photo taken in the Admission Hall."


    Brandon nodded his head, and Clarisse stepped out from there, leaving him alone.


    Taking a soft breath, Brandon looked at the door in front of him and pushed it open.


    The doors creaked open beneath his touch, revealing the vast corridor beyond.


    As Brandon stepped inside, the heavy doors shut behind him with a muted thud.


    His footsteps echoed softly as he moved deeper into the building.


    The hallway branched off into several directions, each path leading to different wings of the structure.


    As he walked, he could hear faint murmurs coming from nearby rooms.


    Brandon glanced at the plaques mounted beside each door.


    Combat Theory¡ªFirst Year.


    Advanced Ether Manipulation¡ªFirst Year.


    He continued forward until he finally reached a door labeled:


    Ascendant Class¡ªFirst Year


    His classroom.


    Brandon took a moment, adjusting his stance before pressing his hand against the door.


    With a firm push, he stepped inside.


    The room was vast... more of a training hall than a traditional classroom.


    Rows of high-backed seats lined the sides, overlooking an open sparring floor in the center.


    At the front, a massive blackboard bore various diagrams, inscriptions of etheric channels, and strategic formations.


    The students were already inside.


    At least a dozen young women occupied the room and their conversations stopped for a moment as Brandon entered.


    Some were standing near the board, discussing notes, while others were seated, but as soon as their eyes fell on him, a hush fell over the room.


    Brandon felt their gazes.


    He wasn''t surprised as he had already expected this reaction.


    After all, they had likely heard the rumors. The first and only male awakener.


    One girl with sharp violet eyes stood up and walked closer to him "So, you''re the infamous first-year everyone''s been talking about."


    Brandon met her gaze and gave a nod "That would be me."


    Another girl with wavy auburn hair scoffed lightly, flipping a page in her notebook "Didn''t think they''d actually let you in. Thought it was just a rumor."


    The first who came before him introduced herself "I am Selene Vaughn. Class president of Ascendant Class first year... if you have any doubts, you can ask me."


    One of the women sighed "Honestly? having a man here is going to be pain in the ass."


    "Yeah..."


    "Give him a separate class or something. Why bring him here?"


    Selena glanced at the women and spoke in a stern tone, "Man or woman, he is our classmate now, treat him with respect."


    The woman waved her hand dismissively "Yeah, yeah..."


    "He looks cute though."


    "Yeah, he is handsome."


    "Hahaha... it would be fun from now."


    Hearing the mixed reactions, Brandon sighed in his heart.


    Selena looked at him and spoke with a smile "Don''t mind them... they are just surprised that a guy is here."


    Brandon returned her smile and nodded his head before walking to one of the desks in the far back.


    Meanwhile, Selena walked to the woman and bonked her head "He is our peer and new here... so don''t be disrespectful."


    "Yes.. ow."


    The doors opened again and at this time two more women entered the room.

 Chapter 25 - 25: First day of class

    As soon as Eira entered the classroom, she noticed the women gazing at the seat at the back.


    Following their gazes, she saw Brandon sitting at the end and a smile appeared on her lips "Brandon..."


    Brandon, who had been gazing idly outside the window, turned his head upon hearing his name "Eira...?"


    She hurriedly walked to him "So you are finally here."


    Calistra shook her head helplessly seeing her enthusiasm and followed her friend.


    The other students were surprised to see this and looked at them curiously.


    Unbothered by the attention surrounding them, Eira reached Brandon''s desk and, with a fluid motion, took a seat beside him.


    "How are you?"


    Looking at her, Brandon smiled softly "As of now, I am fine..."


    With a giggle, Eira replied "Yeah, my mom told me what happened in the meeting."


    Brandon nodded his head "Mhm, your mother was quite helpful in the meeting."


    Eira had a smug smile on her face as she spoke "Of course, our family is one of the five Great Families, so it will surely have some power."


    Hearing this, Brandon was slightly taken aback "I see..."


    When he saw her family name in the meeting, he knew she had a powerful background.


    Keeping his smile, he spoke "It is good to see familiar faces as it was quite awkward till now."


    Eira let out a soft giggle and spoke "Oh, don''t worry... we will be with you from now on. So, you can rely on us."


    "Well, the whole situation started because of us."


    Calistra, who was beside Eira, sat there silently listening to the conversation.


    Before they could continue the conversation, a woman strode into the room, her long coat sweeping behind her as she entered.


    Her gaze swept over the students and looked at Brandon "Oh, you are here, Cadet Brandon Kael."


    Brandon, who was sitting on his seat, nodded his head.


    The woman smiled and glanced at the women "I''m sure you are all aware by now that the first male awakener, Brandon Kael, has been placed in the same class as you."


    There was a pause as her eyes roamed across the room, gauging the reactions of the students.


    "I expect you to get along with him."


    The women exchanged glances and turned to look at Brandon.


    Soon, the classes began.


    ''Ether Manipulation & Fundamentals... Understanding the nature of ether, its flow within the body, and how to control it efficiently.''


    As the instructor delved into the intricacies of ether circulation, Brandon listened to them getting as much information as he could.


    Unlike the others, he lacked the years of foundational training.


    Eira leaned to the side slightly and whispered "By the way, Brandon, I heard that you can only absorb ether through physical contact with women."


    Brandon gave a nod and replied in a hushed voice "Yeah... and I can mimic the skill for a small time."


    Eira''s gaze narrowed slightly as she rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought. "Hmm¡­ If that''s the case, you always need someone close to you, right? Like, to replenish your ether reserves? You can''t absorb it from the air like us."


    With a nod, Brandon explained "Hmm...Yeah. Through simple physical contact, I can absorb small amounts of ether. But through intimate contact, I gain a lot more."


    Oh...


    Eira was amused to hear this and raised her hand to gently grasp his palm as she interwined her fingers with him.


    Hm? Branon blinked in surprise and she leaned forward again, whispering to him "Then, you can take ether from me... Can you feel it?"


    Through her hand, Brandon could already feel the traces of ether his body absorbing "Yeah... thank you."


    With a shake of her head, Eira murmured "Don''t mention it. As I said... you got caught in this when you tried to save me... so, a little payback."


    A small blush crept over her cheeks as she asked "And... um, you said you gain a lot of energy through intimate contact, right? What kind of..."


    Brandon smiled wryly and replied "Kissing..."


    The blush on Eira''s face deepened as she remembered that he gave her CPR yesterday.


    "I see..."


    With a slight cough, Eira regained her composure before speaking "Ahem, anyway, try to absorb as much as ether as you can, because next class is CQC."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s face went dull "CQC? As in Close-Quart Combat training?"


    Nodding her head, Eira replied "Mhm, so you would need a lot of ether."


    Brandon''s eyes squinted as he felt the ether flowing through his body.


    He was still adapting to ether manipulation, and now he had to worry about hand-to-hand combat against opponents who had trained in this academy?


    He still had the ether he got from Ravene''s kiss this morning and now with Eira''s, it should be enough for today.


    Soon, the theory class came to an end and it was time for combat class.


    Eira stretched her arms above her head, her blonde hair cascading down as she let out a small sigh. "Alright, let''s get moving. The instructors don''t like it when we''re late."


    Brandon gave a small nod and followed as she led the way out of the classroom.


    The rest of the students moved as a group but Brandon felt somewhat out of place among them.


    The hallway outside was bustling with activity, other classes emptying as students made their way to their respective training areas.


    The sound of heels clicking against the marble floor mixed with the soft hum of conversation, creating a constant undercurrent of noise.


    As they walked, Brandon couldn''t help but notice the lingering gazes of passing students.


    One girl whispered to another as they passed by. "So that''s the guy¡­ he really is in Ascendant Class."


    "He doesn''t look that special," another muttered, though her gaze lingered a moment longer than necessary.


    Eira, noticing his expression, smirked slightly "Don''t let them get to you. They''re just curious. You''ll get used to it."


    Their destination was further ahead... an enclosed arena-like structure built specifically for CQC training.


    It was a massive dome, reinforced with ether-infused barriers to withstand the high-impact combat that took place within.


    Looking at it, Brandon''s gaze squinted ''This is going to be rough...''


    Eira nudged his arm lightly. "Nervous?"


    He turned to look at her and sighed "Kinda."


    As they stepped through the entrance of the training ground, the sharp clang of weapons clashing, and the rhythmic footfalls of students sparring was heard.


    Brandon''s gaze flickered around looking at the sheer scale of the facility.


    The walls of the dome-like structure pulsed faintly with contained ether energy, forming a barrier that prevented damage from spilling outside.


    Groups of students were already engaged in drills.


    Some practiced grappling techniques, others refined their footwork, while a few were locked in full-fledged sparring matches.


    A voice suddenly called out from ahead "Line up, first-years!"


    Brandon''s attention snapped forward as a tall woman with dark auburn hair tied into a tight ponytail stepped up wearing tight training gear which accenturated her mature body.


    Eira leaned closer and whispered, "That''s Instructor Isabelle. She''s our Close-Quarters Combat specialist."


    Isabelle''s piercing golden eyes swept over the assembled students before landing on Brandon.


    For a second, her gaze narrowed, then, without further reaction, she clasped her hands behind her back and addressed the class.


    "As you are all aware, combat is the foundation of an awakener''s survival. No matter how powerful your ether manipulation is, if you lack physical ability, you will die. There are no exceptions."


    "In this class, you will learn the fundamentals of close-quarters combat, hand-to-hand techniques, and how to integrate your ether into battle."


    Her eyes swept over them again "Now¡­ let''s see what I''m working with."


    Brandon didn''t like the way she said that.


    Isabelle''s raised a single hand and gestured toward the training mats. "As usual, I will pair up. You''re all going to spar." S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ---


    A few minutes later, Brandon found himself standing in front of his classmate in the sparring section.


    Taking a deep breath, he took a stance ''Well, I have learned some self defence, I will try that...''


    ---


    Meanwhile, another woman was walking through the academic grounds with a smirk on her face.


    She is wearing a black, high-neck cropped sleeveless top revealing her toned abs and muscular arms with a small bit of her cleavage.


    With every step, her form fitting pants stretched "Lets see how this guy looks."

 Chapter 26 - 26: Friendly combat

    ''If they let us pick the spare partners ourselves, I would have cheesed my way with the help of Eira... but the partners are chosen by the teacher.''


    Turning his head, he saw a woman standing a few feet away with a smile on her lips.


    She had short, layered dark blue hair that barely reached her shoulders and a lean, athletic build.


    Her uniform was slightly unbuttoned at the top and she opened her blazer to give her more mobility.


    Eira who was standing on the sidelines, let out a short whistle. "You''re in for a tough one, Brandon."


    Instructor Isabelle''s voice cut through the murmuring students "Get in position. Standard rules... no lethal force, but fight as if your life depends on it. Because one day, it will."


    The woman, Elena, stepped onto the mat, rolling her wrists "Let''s see if the academy''s first male awakener is worth the hype."


    Brandon walked onto the mat opposite her, lowering into a stance.


    Isabelle lifted her hand, then dropped it. "Begin!"


    The moment her hand came down, Elena exploded forward, closing the distance between them in an instant.


    Brandon barely had time to register her movement as a straight punch came to his face.


    His body reacted before his mind could catch up and turned his head to the side, just enough for her knuckles to graze past his cheek.


    Before he could plant his feet properly, Elena followed up as her elbow shot up toward his jaw.


    He managed to raise his forearm, blocking the blow, but the impact sent a dull shock through his bones.


    ''She''s strong.''


    Brandon twisted, and his muscles coiled as he deflected the strike with his own leg.


    The moment he regained his footing, he struck back.


    His right fist shot forward in a quick jab, aimed for her sternum, and as expected, Elena was fast.


    She tilted her body just enough to let the punch slide past, and in the same motion, she stepped in, closing the gap between them.


    Her palm lashed out toward his face and Brandon barely had time to block.


    *thud*


    He swayed backward as the strike missed him by a hair''s breadth.


    He immediately stepped in, launching an uppercut toward her chin.


    Elena moved as his fist brushed past her cheek before she grabbed his wrist, twisting her body and yanking him forward in an attempt to throw him off balance.


    Brandon went with the pull.


    Instead of resisting, he stepped in even closer and raised his free hand to jab at her throat.


    ''What?'' Elena''s eyes widened slightly.


    At the last second, she released his wrist and twisted her body, slipping past his attack and using the opening to drive her knee toward his stomach.


    Brandon had expected it.


    He turned sharply, letting the knee slide past his ribs before he hooked his arm around her leg, trapping it against his side.


    For a split second, they were locked together.


    Elena''s balance wavered, but before Brandon could capitalize on it, she used her free leg to push off the ground, twisting her entire body mid-air and pulling herself free.


    The second her feet touched the ground again, she jumped, throwing a relentless barrage of punches.


    *thud* *thud* Brandon blocked the first and deflected the second, but the third broke through.


    Her fist slammed into his shoulder, sending a sharp pain through his arm.


    ''Damn, that hurts.''


    But he had no time to register the pain as Elena was already spinning, using the impact to transition into a powerful roundhouse kick aimed at his ribs.


    Brandon planted his feet and brought up both arms, blocking the kick, but the force behind it sent him sliding back a few feet.


    Elena raised an eyebrow in surprise "Not bad, junior."


    Brandon exhaled, rolling his shoulder "I am keeping up, I guess..."


    And in the next instant, he closed the distance between them.


    With a faint jab to her face, he dipped low and raised his leg to land a kick toward her calf.


    Elena jumped back to avoid the strike, but Brandon had already anticipated her reaction.


    The moment she retreated, he followed up as his fist shot forward, aimed directly at her face.


    "Woah..." Elena twisted her body and dodged that, but that was exactly what he wanted.


    The moment she dodged, Brandon dropped his stance and raised his knee toward her midsection.


    ''Shit...'' Elena had no time to dodge.


    Instead, she did something unexpected.


    Rather than retreating, she stepped into the attack, slamming her forearm down against his knee to intercept the strike while simultaneously twisting her body to drive her own elbow toward his jaw.


    Brandon turned his head just enough to avoid the full brunt of the impact, but her elbow still clipped his cheek, sending a sharp sting through his skin.


    They broke apart again and both of them were breathing slightly heavier now.


    For a moment, there was silence.


    Then, Elena grinned with a big smile on her face "You''re actually keeping up."


    Brandon exhaled, wiping a small trickle of sweat from his brow "You''re not making it easy."


    Instructor Isabelle''s voice cut through the tension. "That''s enough."


    Both fighters lowered their stances, stepping back from each other. Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The surrounding students, who had been completely silent during the fight, finally exhaled and murmured among themselves.


    Brandon rolled his shoulder again, feeling the dull ache where Elena''s strikes had landed.


    ''She''s strong. Fast. But more than that¡­ she''s experienced.''


    Elena stepped forward to him and extended her hand "My name is Elena..."


    Brandon returned her smile and shook her hand "Brandon."


    Keeping her smile, she spoke "Sparring with you was fun... Let''s do this again sometime, junior."


    With a chuckle, he nodded his head "Sure."


    A bit later, he returned back to Eira''s side and she patted his shoulder "You did well, Brandon. Good thing she didn''t use ether to strengthen her physique."


    Calistra, who was beside Eira spoke in a calm tone "I expected it somehow. On that day in rupture.. he was amazing."


    "Even though he has no experience, he had great movements, and he is not scared of Abberants like a certain someone."


    Eira instantly caught the implication and pouted, crossing her arms with a slight huff "Oi, are you talking about me?"


    Calistra just turned her head away with a soft giggle.


    Eira''s eyes twitched in frustration "H-Hey! Just because I got startled that one time doesn''t mean I''m scared of them!"


    Calista shrugged "If you say so."


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle seeing this and Eira turned back to him, still pouting "See, one day I will overcome this fear and kill the Abberants."


    A bit later, it was Eira''s turn to fight.


    As Brandon watched Eira fighting in the center, suddenly, someone tapped on his back, catching him off guard.


    E-Eh?


    He turned his head to see Elena, who had a big grin on her face "Brand..."


    He blinked his eyes "Elena?"


    She giggled, tilting her head slightly. "What, surprised to see me?"


    "A bit..."


    She moved to stand beside him "I just came here to check on my opponent."


    Before he could respond, she suddenly poked his shoulder... not hard, but enough to make him roll it instinctively. "How do you feel? Even though only one blow landed¡­ it must hurt a bit, right?"


    Noticing the concern in her voice, Brandon shook his head with a smile. "It''s okay, it bearable."


    Elena looked at his face for a moment as if gauging whether or not he was just putting on a brave front.


    Then, satisfied with his answer, she let out a soft chuckle and placed her hands on her hips.


    "Well¡­ I just wanted to check how good the first male awakener is. And I have to say, for a rookie, you''re really great."


    Matching her cheerful smile, he replied "I will take that as a compliment."


    As they stood there, watching the fight continue, Brandon found himself relaxing a little.


    It was strange... he had only met Elena today, yet there was already a certain ease in the way they talked.


    She is competitive and straightforward but not arrogant.


    A bit later, she nudged his arm "You want to go to the cafeteria and grab something to eat?"


    Brandon glimpsed at Calistra, who was standing beside him silently "You wanna come with us?"


    Calistra shook her head and Brandon glimpsed at Elena "Let''s go..."

 Chapter 27 - 27: The Cafeteria

    The two of them started walking out of the training ground, stepping into the Academy''s vast corridors.


    The pathways were lined with tall windows, allowing the golden afternoon light to spill into the hall.


    Most students were either still in training or had already gone ahead, leaving the pathways relatively empty.


    The occasional group of cadets passed by, some stealing curious glances at Brandon... something he had grown used to by now.


    "So," Elena started, hands tucked into her blazer pockets. "How''s your first day treating you? Adjusting well?"


    Brandon let out a sighed and replied "It''s a lot to take in."


    Elena chuckled upon hearing this "Yeah, I figured. Not every day you find yourself in an all-women''s Academy as the only guy who can use ether."


    She shot him a playful glance. "Getting a lot of stares, huh?"


    Brandon shrugged casually "Getting used to it."


    The cafeteria was massive, far bigger than Brandon had expected when he first arrived at the Academy.


    The high ceilings, tall arched windows, and elegant chandeliers made the space feel almost like a grand banquet hall rather than a simple dining area.


    Most places are already occupied by students enjoying their meals.


    Brandon and Elena made their way toward the food counters, where a variety of dishes were on display behind glass cases.


    Unlike the standard meal choices he had seen in other places, the Academy''s cafeteria seemed to have a well-thought-out selection.


    There were warm bowls of creamy mushroom soup, platters of glazed salmon, rice dishes mixed with herbs and vegetables, and even some lighter options like fruit salads and chilled yogurt with honey.


    Elena grabbed a tray without hesitation. "Alright, what''s good today?" she mused, looking through the selection.


    Brandon took his time as he looked over the different meal choices.


    He wasn''t particularly picky, but he also wanted something that would actually satisfy his hunger.


    Elena went for a bowl of spicy beef stew with thick slices of buttered bread on the side.


    She also added a plate of golden-brown fried potato wedges and grabbed a cold citrus drink.


    After some thought, Brandon picked a serving of creamy pasta with roasted garlic and a side of cheesy stuffed bread.


    He also took a small dish of caramelized apples and a chilled berry juice.


    Elena glanced at his tray and grinned "Didn''t take you for a pasta guy." S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hearing her teasing, Brandon chuckled "Figured I''d try something different."


    With their trays in hand, they walked toward an empty table near the windows.


    As soon as they sat down, Elena wasted no time digging into her meal.


    She tore a piece of buttered bread and dunked it into her stew before taking a bite, sighing in satisfaction.


    "Mmm, damn. Say what you want about this Academy, but the food is top-tier."


    Brandon took a bite of his pasta, nodding slightly "Yeah, I can''t complain."


    Elena glanced at him between bites "So, how was sparring with me? I didn''t go too hard on you, did I? I even restricted myself from using ether."


    With a nod, Brandon replied "It was great, barely managed through it."


    Elena leaned back and stretched her arm slightly. "Well, you''ve got good instincts. And you''re not afraid to fight up close, which is rare for someone with barely any training."


    They ate in comfortable silence for a while.


    Outside the windows, the Academy grounds stretched out under the afternoon sun as the trees swayed gently in the breeze.


    After a few minutes, Elena glanced at him again "So, what''s your plan?"


    Brandon looked up "Plan?"


    "For this Academy. The rankings. Everything." She tapped her fork against her tray.


    "You''re in the Ascendant Class, which means you''re already seen as a potential elite. But that also means you''re expected to prove yourself. You planning to climb the ranks?"


    Brandon exhaled, thinking for a moment "I don''t know yet."


    Elena raised an eyebrow. "No ambitions?"


    "It''s not that," Brandon replied, swirling his drink slightly.


    "It''s just¡­ everything happened so fast."


    Elena nodded in understanding "Well, you''ve got time to figure it out."


    "Mhm.."


    As they continued eating, Brandon asked "By the way, I want to go and meet the Student Council President.. I don''t know what her name is."


    Hm? Hearing this, Elena raised an eyebrow "You mean, Lady Clarisse? The one with the white hair?"


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, Yeah... her."


    Eh? Elena was dumbfounded "Why do you wanna meet that monster?"


    Huh? "Monster?"


    Seeing his clueless face, Elena smiled dryly "She is called Grand Prefect, a title bestowed to the strongest student in the Academy..."


    "She is an absolute beast and leader of the Council of Seven."


    "Many people are saying that she has the potential to become the next Empyrean."


    Brandon blinked his eyes absorbing the information "I see... and what is this Council of Seven?"


    Eating her food, Elena replied "It is one of the three big like.. factions within the Academy."


    "Headmistress has the highest authority."


    "Next, the Academy Board of Directors, the Council of Instructors, and the Council of Seven have the highest authority."


    "The Council of Seven is like the highest student authority within the Academy."


    "Its made up of seven of the strongest and most influential students in the academy..."


    "And the one occupying the first seat is Clarisse De Valiene, the Grand Prefect."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s eyes squinted in thought "Maybe you can go and see her in the the Council of Seven hall, she must be there..."


    With the conversation going on, they continued eating...


    ---


    In the Headmistress office, Esmery was looking through the documents in the computer in front of her.


    Suddenly her eyes squinted and her gaze flickered to the door.


    *THOOM* Breaking the door, someone stepped in and Esmery could only sigh helplessly "How many times do I have to tell you, enter in normally."


    Esemery spoke looking at the black haired woman standing in front of her.


    Meanwhile, the woman just shrugged it off and walked to Esemery, sitting on the desk "And where is that guy who awakened?"


    Hearing this, Esmery''s eyes narrowed "Why are you curious about him."


    The woman shrugged "What are you saying? Everyone must be curious about the first male awakener..."


    With a wink of her eyes, she spoke "Also, I have an idea of accepting him as my disciple."


    Hoh?


    ---


    ''Why is she so scared to meet her?''


    Brandon could only sigh as he walked through the Academy halls alone and soon reached another building within the ground.


    Large, arched doors marked the entrance, engraved with golden patterns that depicted an ascending phoenix... Solvryn Academy''s symbol.


    This was the Hall of the Seven, the seat of the most powerful student-led organization within the Academy.


    Walking to the door, he pushed it open revealing the grandeur of the chamber beyond.


    The chamber was vast, circular in design, with a central platform where a long, ornate table stretched.


    Seven high-backed chairs lined the table... each representing a member of the Council of the Seven.


    And right now, five of the seven seats are empty.


    At the far end, seated in the largest chair, was Clarisse De Valienne.


    Her crimson eyes flickered up as soon as he entered.


    "OHHHH! IS THAT HIM?"


    Hearing a cheerful voice, Brandon glanced at the beautiful green haired woman sitting on the chair with green eyes.


    She hurriedly stood up from her seat in excitement and dashed to Brandon.


    Before he could even react, she jumped into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck, before leaning forward and taking his lips in a soft kiss.


    Wha-

 Chapter 28 - 28: Forced kiss?

    Eh?


    Brandon barely had time to process what was happening before her soft lips pressed against his lips.


    His entire body tensed in surprise as she so effortlessly wrapped her arms around his neck.


    He staggered back slightly as his hands instinctively hovered in the air, unsure whether to push her away or hold her steady.


    A little later, she pulled back her lips with a mischievous glint in her eyes. S§×ar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Mm~ So you really do have that effect~" she mused, her voice carrying an amused tone.


    Brandon blinked, still trying to recover from what had happened as a stream of ether signature coursed through his brain.


    Clarisse let out an exasperated sigh from her seat. "Astrid."


    "Hahaha..." The green-haired woman, Astrid, just giggled hearing the scolding tone in Clarisse''s voice.


    "Oh, come on President... I am just curious about his abilities."


    She finally loosened her hold on Brandon''s neck, but instead of stepping away, she leaned in even closer as her lips hovered near his ear.


    "Your ether feels different," she whispered as she let out her tongue, licking his ear gently.


    "It''s¡­ intoxicating."


    Brandon finally regained enough composure to gently pry her off him, and his hands gripped her shoulders as he put a little distance between them.


    He gave her a deadpan look and asked "Why the hell did you kiss me?"


    Astrid tilted her head, as if the answer was obvious "Because I was curious, of course."


    "From the Headmistress we heard, through physical contact you can mimic ether skills temporarily... so I was wondering."


    "So did you get my skill?"


    Brandon could only shake his head helplessly ''Did I just get assaulted? I wonder how many more crazy women I can find here.''


    Well, it''s a free kiss from a woman... so he doesn''t really mind it.


    "I can''t absorb some complex ether signatures instantly... Need more exposure an-"


    "Then we need to kiss more right?"


    Brandon blinked and gave a slow nod "Well... yeah."


    "Then let''s kiss more." Astrid interrupted with an eager grin.


    Without further hesitation, she leaned forward and tried to kiss him again.


    This time, Brandon also expected the kiss and closed his eyes, reciprocating the kiss.


    His hand gently glided to her neck and tilted her head slightly to deepen the kiss.


    Her hands around his neck tightened as she softly sucked on his lips.


    Pulling back from the kiss, Astrid blinked her eyes In surprise and licked her own lips "What the hell... that felt so good."


    Brandon exhaled and flicked her forehead lightly "That''s the difference between a forced kiss and one that''s reciprocated."


    Rubbing her head, Astrid''s gaze narrowed "I see... seems like I have a lot to learn.. junior, let''s kiss again."


    However, before she could kiss him again, a cold voice echoed through the hall "Astrid."


    "Ah-"


    Astrid''s body stiffened, and she slowly turned her head to look at Clarisse "Um, President..."


    "Let him go."


    Astrid pouted slightly as she finally loosened her hold around Brandon''s neck. "Yes¡­" she muttered, almost sounding like a child being scolded.


    Meanwhile, Brandon took a step back from the crazy woman to create some distance so she wouldn''t assault him again.


    Astrid, still rubbing her forehead where he had flicked earlier, let out an exaggerated sigh. "You''re no fun, President."


    But then she smirked at Brandon "And you, junior¡­ You taste pretty good."


    Brandon gave her an unimpressed look "Do I look like a snack to you?"


    She playfully poked his chest "Kinda~"


    Despite the irritation, Clarisse spoke in a soft tone "Astrid, I called him here for a reason. If you''re done fooling around, take your seat."


    Astrid sighed dramatically but obediently walked back toward her chair, though not without giving Brandon one last playful wink.


    Clarisse''s lips curved slightly... not quite a smile, but something close as she gestured toward one of the empty seats near the center. "Sit."


    Brandon hesitated for a moment before moving toward the chair.


    Sitting on her chair, Clarisse spoke "You are the first male awakener, Brandon Kael. The Academy is watching you. The world is watching you."


    Brandon remained silent, waiting for her to continue.


    "That''s why I got the special task from the Headmistress to look after you... if you have any problems within the Academy, you can always come to me."


    Bradon smiled and gave a faint nod "Yes, Senior."


    Clarisse turned slightly, glancing at Astrid "Astrid, you tested him just now... though not in the way I would have preferred."


    Astrid hummed, resting her chin on her palm "Mmm~ I wouldn''t call that a test, exactly. But I did get a feel for him."


    Brandon shot her a deadpan look. Feel?


    Clarisse ignored the double entendre as she knew what Astrid meant "And?"


    Astrid''s playful demeanor softened, "He''s got potential,"


    "His ether flow is¡­ different. Not just because he''s a guy. There''s something else about it. It''s almost..."


    She paused, as if searching for the right word. "...adaptive. Reactive."


    Brandon was surprised ''She can tell that with a simple kiss? Aunt Rave used the high tech machines to look at my etheric flow to find that.. but this girl...''


    ''Maybe that''s her skill?''


    Even though he kissed her two times, he couldn''t grasp her ether signature fully to understand or copy her skill.


    Clarisse''s gaze squinted "What do you mean?"


    Astrid tapped a finger against the table "Ether is something that flows naturally within the body, something you either have an affinity for or you don''t. But this guy''s¡­ it responds. Almost like it''s trying to match whatever it comes into contact with."


    Clarisse frowned "You''re saying his ether adjusts itself?"


    Astrid shrugged. "I don''t know for sure. But I do know that when I kissed him, I felt a brief flicker of my own ether reflected back at me."


    "It wasn''t like normal absorption... it was like his body was learning from it."


    Looking at her, Brandon spoke "I am surprised that you can tell all of that with just a kiss."


    Hearing this, she winked at him "That''s my ether signature..."


    "My ability is to perceive and analyze ether at a microscopic and macroscopic level. I can ''see'' the flow, density, and structure of ether in all things."


    With a smirk, she continued "I may not be powerful as President, but when it comes to Ether Analysis, no student in this academy can match me, hehe."


    Clarisse glimpsed at Brandon "She is on the line to become the next lead researcher in the Academy."


    Oh? Brandon was amused to hear this "So... you are like Aunt Ravene."


    H-Huh? Astrid was startled to hear the name and stood from her seat "Aunt? You know her? You know her?"


    "The Grand Magister of Etheric Sciences, Ravene Morcelle personally?"

 Chapter 29 - 29: A good offer?

    "The Grand Magister of Etheric Sciences, Ravene Morcelle personally?"


    Eh? Brandon was dumbfounded to see her enthusiasm "I mean.. I have known her since childhood and she is like my Aunt."


    Hearing this, Astrid''s eyes trembled "Lady Ravene... you know her?"


    She jumped from her chair and hurriedly sat on his lap as she grabbed his shoulders "C-Can I meet her? Your Aunt? I am a big fan of hers."


    Before Brandon could reply, Astrid continued in full burst of excitement.


    "I''m a huge fan! Do you even know how incredible she is? The amount of research she has contributed to the field of ether studies¡ªher discoveries on the nature of condensed ether alone changed the entire way we understand its properties!"


    Brandon shot a glance toward Clarisse, who just sighed, already used to Astrid''s behaviour.


    Meanwhile, Astrid continued, completely oblivious to anything else around her "Her theoretical models on etheric convergence were groundbreaking! Groundbreaking!"


    "I mean, before she came along, everyone believed that structured ether formations were fixed! But she proved that with the right conditions, you could actually alter the nature of existing etheric constructs... do you have any idea what that means?"


    Brandon, still slightly overwhelmed, hesitated before responding, "Uh¡­ that you can manipulate existing ether techniques rather than just creating new ones from scratch?"


    "EXACTLY!" Astrid all but shouted, tightening her grip on his shoulders.


    "And not just that! Her work completely rewrote the way we approach etheric artifacts and spell formations!"


    "Before, modifying an existing ether formation was considered almost impossible because of the way ether stabilizes once it''s formed... but Lady Ravene proved that, under the right conditions, you can reprogram etheric constructs!"


    "You can reshape them, refine them, even merge them with other formations!"


    Brandon could only blink again, now feeling like he was the student and she was the professor.


    "And don''t even get me started on her work in applied ether synthesis¡ªoh my gods¡ª"


    Astrid suddenly stopped and her breath hitched as if she''d just realized something. "Wait¡ªWAIT¡ªyou grew up with her?! You''ve known her since childhood?! You¡­ you''ve been around her while she worked?! You¡ª"


    Her gaze quivered as she clutched his shoulders tightly and shook him "Tell me¡ªTELL ME¡ªhave you ever seen her research notes?! Have you read them?! Have you seen her private theories before they were published?! HAVE YOU¡ª"


    "Calm down..."


    He grapsed her hands and stopped her from shaking him.


    Astrid suddenly collapsed onto his chest, as if the weight of what he just said was too much for her to bear.


    "Haa.. Haa..."


    Clarisse finally let out a sigh. "Astrid."


    "President, do not interrupt me," Astrid murmured against Brandon''s chest.


    Clarisse''s eyes twitched in frustration "You''re practically suffocating him."


    "I need this moment..." Astrid muttered.


    Brandon, unsure of what to do, slowly patted her back "Uh¡­ there, there?"


    Astrid dramatically turned her face up and her expression was utterly serious. "Brandon Kael, become my boyfriend."


    He blinked "Wait, what?"


    "What? You get me as your girlfriend. The beautiful Astrid Valgard... you can kiss me whenever you want. OH MY GOD! MY FIRST KISS WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly "No, why would you think I would accept you as my girlfriend? I barely even know you."


    Astrid pouted upon hearing this "Why? I would let you do all girlfriend things with me."


    She reached out and removed the blazier as she hurriedly unbuttoned her shirt "You can even have sex..."


    As she spoke, she opened her shirt, showing her chest.


    Wha-


    (©–_©–;) Clarisse was totally dumbfounded ''This crazy bitch...''


    (?¡ã ?¡ã?) Brandon looked at her cleavage and the thin pink lace bra she was wearing as he asked with a thoughtful look "...D cup?" Sear?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Astrid pouted her lips in anger "E cup, idiot."


    -_- Clarisse shook her head ''No,. No.. why is he actually considering it? They both are crazy?''


    "Astrid!"


    Clarisse stood up from her seat and spoke "Astrid, put your uniform back in order and sit down properly."


    Seeing her getting scolded, Brandon laughed in his mind.


    Astrid let out a dramatic sigh but quickly did as she was told, rebuttoning her shirt and slipping her blazer back on.


    "You are ruining my moment, President."


    Clarisse''s lips twitched "Ruining your moment? You just tried to seduce him out of nowhere."


    She huffed, flipping her vibrant green hair over her shoulder "I wasn''t seducing him. I was making an honest proposal."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "I would believe it more if you didn''t just throw out the offer five minutes after meeting me."


    Astrid gasped, placing a hand over her heart in mock offense "Are you doubting my sincerity?! Brandon, how cruel."


    He simply shook his head again with a sigh "No, I''m doubting your sanity."


    Astrid tapped a finger against her lips playfully "My sanity? I prefer the term ''passionately enthusiastic.''"


    He gave her a deadpan look "You literally started unbuttoning your shirt to me."


    She huffed "And? You got a good look, didn''t you? You even guessed my cup size wrong. Tch, I''m disappointed, Brandon. You need to train your eyes better."


    Brandon stayed silent on that as he did take a good look at her chest.


    Clarisse finally decided to put an end to the nonsense. "Astrid, control yourself. You''re acting disgracefully, even for you."


    "Alright, Alright."


    Astrid got down from his lap and sat on the chair beside him.


    Looking at her, Clarisse could only sigh internally ''Good thing the other members are not here...''


    She then glimpsed at Brandon "Brandon, for now, let''s go to Admission Hall and get your photo taken."


    With a nod, Brandon stood up, and Astrid also stood up to follow them.


    However, Clarisse shot her a look and uttered "And Astrid, you stay here."


    Ehhhh? Astrid pouted her lips and sat there obediently.


    "Come on, Brandon."


    ---


    As they stepped out of the hall, Clariss muttered "Sorry for that, Brandon.. she is quite enthusiastic."


    With a chuckle, Brandon shook his head "No, it''s okay.. I don''t dislike it."


    "Mhm..."


    They finally reached the Admission hall and got his photo taken.


    ---


    Stepping out, Brandon looked at his photo in his ID card and Clarisse, who was walking beside him, asked "How is it?"


    Slipping the card in his pocket, he casually replied "I am handsome as always..."


    Clarisse couldn''t help but chuckle upon hearing this, and Brandon blinked as this was the first time he saw her smile, and she was even giggling.


    A bit later, she looked at him and spoke "You can go now. If you have any other problems.. do not hesitate to come to me."


    "Mhm..."


    ---


    In the evening, Brandon walked back to the restricted Research Labs in the Academy wing, and the two women guards who were standing outside stopped him.


    "You are... him. But you can''t enter now."


    Brandon tilted his head and spoke "But Miss Ravene asked me to come and meet her here.. because she said she has to do some tests on me."


    Hearing this, both of them looked at each other, and they know yesterday Brandon was here for research.


    With a nod, they let him in.


    Walking through the facility, some researchers shot him curious glances.


    Soon he found Ravene''s room and knocked on it.


    A few seconds later, the door opened, and seeing Brandon, a smile appeared on her face "Kael..."


    "Aunt Rave.."


    He entered and closed the door behind him.


    Without hesitation, he pulled her into his arms and leaned forward, taking her lips in a deep kiss.

 Chapter 30 - 30: Time with Aunt [1]

    "Aunt Rave..."


    The door shut behind him with a quiet click.


    His hands found her waist and he gently pulled her as his chest clashed with hers, melting her body heat into him.


    Then, without hesitation, he tilted his head and captured her lips in an unhurried kiss.


    "Mnng.." Ravene let out a soft hum of surprise against his mouth, but it quickly melted into a kiss as her fingers slid up his arms, over his shoulders, before threading through his hair and pulled him closer.


    Her lips parted for him, inviting him deeper, and Brandon didn''t need to be told twice.


    He pressed forward and tasted the faint sweetness of her lips, savoring the warmth that enveloped him.


    She kissed him back slowly as if she had all the time in the world for him.


    Brandon''s grip tightened, and his thumbs traced small circles against her hips as he deepened the kiss.


    A bit later, they pulled back the kiss, and she chuckled as the warmth of her breath hit his lips.


    "My, my¡­ not even a greeting first?" she mused, her voice huskier than before.


    Brandon just smiled as he lightly rested his forehead against hers "That was my greeting." sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His hand slid down from her waist and grabbed her ass cheeks.


    He squeezed gently and pulled her even closer, molding her body flush against his.


    "Ah..." A quiet gasp escaped her lips, but she didn''t resist; rather, she let herself melt into his touch as her own arms draped around his neck.


    Brandon dipped his head lower, his lips grazing the soft skin of her collarbone before trailing down and burying his face in her exposed cleavage.


    "You smell so nice... Aunt Rave."


    Ravene let out a chuckle "You have certainly grown bold, pervert."


    She raised her hand and pinched his cheek before moving away from his hug and walking to the holographic machines.


    She stepped toward the center of the room, where a sleek holographic display hovered in the air, various streams of etheric data flickering across its surface in luminous blue and violet hues.


    "I am still in work, it will take a little while before I go home..."


    Brandon walked to her and hugged her from behind, as her fingers hovered over the holographic machines "I see.. I shall wait."


    He gently caressed his cheek with hers, and she let out a giggle.


    "Alright, alright..."


    Then, as if deciding something, he took a step back, just enough to reach for a chair positioned nearby.


    With an easy motion, he pulled it closer before seating himself.


    Then he pulled her hand and made her sit on his lap.


    She blinked in surprise. "Kael¡ª"


    "You can work from here," he uttered as his arms settled around her waist once more.


    She didn''t mind it as a playful smirk tugged at her lips, and she adjusted her position, shifting slightly to make herself comfortable "You really don''t know how to behave, do you?"


    Brandon rested his chin lightly on her shoulder as he gently caressed his cheek with hers.


    She returned her attention to the holographic interface in front of heras her fingers skimmed over the projections.


    He leaned in closer, letting his lips hover just above the curve of her neck.


    His lips finally met her skin, carrying that subtle floral scent he found so intoxicating.


    He pressed a lingering kiss against the side of her neck as his lips gently moved over the sensitive skin before trailing lower.


    Ravene''s fingers stopped for a second, though she made no move to stop him.


    Brandon smirked against her skin, taking that as silent encouragement.


    His mouth moved again, this time grazing his lips along her neck, and his lips parted as he licked her skin.


    "You taste as good as you smell," he murmured against her throat.


    She let out a quiet exhale, though her fingers continued their work on the holographic display.


    Brandon''s hands began to move, as he reached for the buttons of her shirt.


    His fingers worked deftly, slipping the first button free, then the second.


    With each button undone, more of her skin was revealed as the warm glow from the holograms cast faint patterns over her collarbone and the exposed curves of her upper chest.


    He kissed along the slope of her shoulder, then dipped his head to let his teeth gently graze her skin.


    A small, teasing bite... not hard, just enough to make her feel it.


    Ravene''s fingers faltered "Careful..."


    His fingers reached the last button and opened her shirt to fully reveal the delicate blue lace of her undergarments beneath.


    "Aunt Rave.. can you raise your hands for a moment..."


    Ravene raised an eyebrow but didn''t hesitate much as she raised her hands.


    Keeping his smile, Brandon gently removed the lab coat and then pulled the shirt.


    Placing them aside, he took a moment to admire her beautiful body.


    Ravene could feel his gaze and shook her head helplessly "You are so hopeless..."


    He only chuckled at that and kissed her lips.


    His hand trailed down the curve of her stomach and his fingertips teased along her abdomen until he found the tiny dip of her navel.


    Ravene tensed slightly as he lazily circled the sensitive spot with his finger and teased her belly button.


    "Sensitive here?"


    She shot him a playful look, but the way her body subtly arched beneath his touch told him everything.


    Brandon only grinned as his fingers trailed back up, dancing along the lower edge of her ribcage before brushing teasingly against the fabric of her bra.


    He could feel the faint quickening of her heartbeat beneath his fingertips, the steady rise and fall of her chest.


    Brandon opened his palm and gently grabbed her right boob before squeezing it tenderly within his palm.


    Ravene''s hand stopped for a moment, and her heartbeat quickened as she turned her head slightly to look at him.


    "K-Kael...?"


    Looking into her eyes, Brandon gave another light squeeze, making her body flutter "Aunt Rave..."


    He gently caressed the soft, rounded curve of her breast.


    At this, Ravene opened her mouth to say something, but Brandon effectively silenced her as he pressed his lips against hers.


    She gently pushed him as her breath hit against his lips "Kael..."


    However, looking at the desire swirling in his hazy eyes, Ravene bit her trembling lip "You are such a perverted bastard..."


    Brandon smiled as he raised his hand, slipping his fingers into her bra and grapsed her bare boob.


    "Nmm..." Ravene closed her eyes as she felt the warmth of his palm molding her breast, and a soft moan escaped her lips.


    "Mngh.. Kael... t-this is embarassing."


    He lowered her bra, letting her right breast jiggle out and his gaze flickered to the well-developed breast with big areola as a red nipple adorned the peak.


    Ravene''s blushed deeply and her cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink as she caught sight of him gently caressing her boob, his fingers sinking into her soft skin.


    Her eyes fluttered, "Hnngh~" and a soft moan slipped past her lips.


    Brandon fondled her boob, his fingers sinking in the plushness as he continued changing her boob''s shapes to his desire.


    He gently raised his finger teasing her nipple, circling the aerola.


    Ravene''s lips quivered as she felt his finger grazing over her sensitive nipple, causing a wave of pleasure to course through her body.


    "Hhnngh~!" With every delicate touch, she fought to suppress the moans that threatened to escape her lips, biting down on her soft lips in an effort to maintain control.


    Brandon gently toyed with Ravene''s nipple, lightly squeezing them and causing her to squirm in pleasure. "Hangh~ Kael...."


    His fingers kept rubbing her nipple as he felt her skin grow warmer beneath his touch.


    Ravene couldn''t help but let out another gasp as her body arched forward, instinctively pushing herself against his touch.


    "Nngh...!"


    Her head tilted back, exposing her throat to him and her breath came in short, ragged gasps.


    "Haa..."


    Brandon''s smile widened and his fingers continued their teasing as he gently brushed his lips against the smooth, silky skin of her throat.


    "You are so adorable... Aunt Rave."


    "Y-you.."


    His fingers gently massaged the soft curve of her breast, tracing the outlines of her body.


    His thumb stroked the sensitive underside as his lips kissed her neck, and Ravene felt herself melt into his touch.


    "Mnn.. nn.. K-Kael.."


    "Yes?"


    "Y-your... your hand..."


    "What about it?"


    "Mnngh...."

 Chapter 31 - 31: Time with Aunt [2]

    He reached out and pulled down the other side of the bra exposing her bountiful boob along with her red cherry nipple.


    Smiling, he gently pinched her nipple, and her body shuddered in pleasure "Haangh... Kael.."


    "You really have no shame.." she muttered.


    "You are the one who is enjoying my touch the most, Aunt Rave.."


    "S-shut up... nng.."


    His fingers continued their gentle teasing, caressing the soft skin of her breast and the sensitive nub of her nipple.


    He could feel her breathing grow shallow and uneven, her body arching as her skin flushed in deep red with arousal.


    He smiled to himself as he moved his lips lower, kissing her neck and shoulders, gently sucking on the tender flesh there.


    "Nngh.." Ravene let out a quiet moan and tilted her head, allowing him greater access.


    He rolled and pinched her nipple lightly between his fingertips, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hoh..."


    Ravene let out another shaky sigh as her hips pushed forward, her thighs parting a little as she spread her legs comfortably.


    Brandon moved her in his lap a little and made her sit sideways so that he can see her boobs.


    He leaned forward and again kissed her lips while he continued caressing her breasts.


    Pulling back from the kiss, Ravene gasped for breath while Brandon moved his face closer to her breasts.


    He lowered his head, planting a trail of soft kisses down her chest and the curve of her breasts, before closing his mouth over her nipple.


    "Ohhh Nngh..!" Ravene gasped, and her body jerked violently as she felt his lips and tongue on her sensitive nipple.


    His hands roamed freely over her body, and his tongue traced the outline of her nipple, teasing it with slow movements.


    Ravene arched her back, her thighs parting wider, her hips grinding against him as she instinctively sought more contact.


    "Hnngh...!"


    His tongue rolled on her nipple before sucking it and Ravene could feel herself losing control as her body surrendered to the sensations coursing through her.


    "Mnngh~" She moaned and her fingers gripped the arms of the chair tightly as her hips bucked involuntarily, pushing her breast into his mouth.


    Brandon sucked her nipple greedily as his tongue lapped at the sensitive nub.


    "Nngh.. Haa..."


    His mouth was hot as his tongue teased her nipple mercilessly.


    Ravene felt her body shudder, and her legs parted further, her thighs trembling as she struggled to hold back her orgasm.


    "Oh Hmmnghh.."


    Her eyes rolled back and her lips parted as her breath came in short, shallow gasps.


    "I-I''m.. I''m gonna... Ahh..!"


    "Mmm..."


    He didn''t stop, and his mouth continued its assault, tasting the delicious nipple as his tongue tormented her nipple.


    "Aanghh~~" She cried out, and her hips shivered as she struggled to maintain control.


    But it was too late.


    "K-Kael... I-I can''t.."


    Her body shook and trembled, and a loud cry ripped from her throat as her orgasm tore through her.


    "Oh... ohhh..."


    She felt her body clenching and contracting as her thighs clamped around his leg.


    Her whole body shuddered, and a wave of intense pleasure washed over her, overwhelming her senses.


    In the next instant, she orgasmmed, drenching her panties as a small trickle of wet juices dribbled down her thigh.


    "Fuck.."


    She fell back on his body as her chest rose up and down "Haa.. fuck... Kael... You are a damn bastard."


    Hearing this, he clucked and hugged her closer "I know... but I didn''t expect for you to cum so easily."


    She was still trembling from the insane orgasm "Ah.. Haa..."


    After catching her breath, Ravene slowly opened her eyes, with the blush still coloring her cheeks.


    Brandon let out a chuckle and gave her breast another squeeze.


    "Nng.."


    He kissed her neck and trailed his tongue up the curve of her jawline, leaving a wet trail on her skin "Aunt Rave.."


    He gently sucked her earlobe as his teeth grazed the sensitive flesh.


    "Nmm.. Kael.."


    "Your body is still sensitive, right?"


    "What do you me¡ªaah!"


    He took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down lightly as his tongue darted out to tease her.


    "Hah.. Mm.."


    She let out a quiet gasp, and her eyes fluttered as his mouth found the sensitive spot just below her ear.


    "Oh... Mm.."


    "I want to see more of your adorable face.."


    "You are shameless."


    Taking a deep breath, she pushed him and got up from his lap.


    Looking down, she saw her love juices trickling down her thigh.


    She pulled her skirt up a little and reached out to pull the wet panty from her legs.


    Her lips twitched in frustration as she threw the panties at his face "See what you have done, idiot."


    Eh? Brandon removed the blue underwear from his face and let out a sigh "Hmm.. smells nice."


    Ravene was embarrassed, and her blush deepened "Don''t sniff it, pervert."


    She quickly took it from his hand and began to rub the remaining fluids trickling down her thigh.


    "Why are you doing stuff like this in the workplace..."


    After wiping away the juices, she rolled it on her palm and sighed "Good thing it didn''t get much on the stockings."


    She turned her head and looked at Brandon, who had a smile on his lips as he watched her.


    "Idiot..." Ravene clicked her tongue and reached behind her back, adjusting the straps of her bra.


    A quiet sigh escaped her lips as she settled it properly against her skin, smoothing the lace over before reaching for her blouse.


    Brandon watched as she re-buttoned her shirt and with a final tug to straighten her collar, Ravene reached for her lab coat, slipping her arms through the sleeves before pulling it over her shoulders.


    He stood from the chair and stepped closer as he slid his arms around her waist, pulling her into a gentle embrace.


    His warmth pressed against her back, and she stiffened slightly before relaxing in his hands.


    "Are you angry?" he murmured against her ear.


    Ravene''s gaze flickered downward for a brief moment before she exhaled softly. "I''m not angry¡­ pervert,"


    "It was just¡­ sudden.. its kinda embarrassing..." she uttered, tilting her head slightly. "And we''re in the lab of all places."


    Hearing this, Brandon tilted his head and asked with a playful smile "So it''s okay if we''re at home?"


    She turned her head slightly to glare at him before lifting a hand and smacking his chest lightly. "Bastard."


    Brandon laughed, tightening his arms around her for a brief moment before loosening his hold.


    His gaze softened as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers in a quick, tender peck.


    Ravene pulled back from the kiss and looked at his lips "You are such a bastard..."


    "Let''s leave for today," she said, finally stepping back and reaching for a small handbag resting on her desk.


    Brandon watched with curiosity as she carefully placed the soaked blue panties in her bag.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Are you comfortable walking with no panties?"


    Ravene''s eye twitched, but she didn''t answer right away.


    Instead, she adjusted her lab coat, making sure it draped properly over her skirt "I''ll manage and whose fault do you think it is."


    Brandon couldn''t help but let out another laugh "So, no sudden movements or strong breezes, huh?"


    Ravene clicked her tongue before pushing past him, making her way toward the door. "Come on, before I decide to throw you out the window."


    Brandon followed behind her, his grin never fading as they exited the lab together.


    ---


    It was already past evening as Brandon and Ravene were walking through the pathway to reach her house.


    Brandon walked leisurely beside Ravene with his arm draped around her shoulder and Ravene also let out a slow breath, relaxing into his touch.


    He glanced down at her and uttered "Still thinking about it?"


    Ravene shot him a side-eye glare. "About what?"


    His smirk widened. "The fact that you''re walking home without panties."


    She turned her head away with a huff. "I should have just stuffed them in your mouth instead."


    "Hahaha..."


    "I swear, if you try anything when we get home, I''ll kick you out," she warned.


    Brandon smiled but didn''t argue "Yes, ma''am."


    "Idiot..."

 Chapter 32 - 32: Time with Aunt [3]

    As they reached the front door of Ravene''s home, she let out a small sigh as she reached and pressed her palm on the scanner.


    The door slid open with a quiet chime, and before she could take a step inside, she felt Brandon''s arm suddenly wrap around her waist.


    With a quick pull, he spun her around and brought her closer to his chest.


    Her eyes widened as she felt his hand tilt her chin up as he leaned in.


    "Brand-" she started, but before she could finish, his lips brushed against hers, stealing her breath away.


    Her hands instinctively pressed against his chest.


    His warmth, the intoxicating confidence in his touch, made her body betray her mind for just a moment.


    But she wasn''t about to let him win so easily.


    With a sudden twist, she pushed him back just as he tried to deepen the kiss and slipped out of his grasp.


    "Nice try," she teased, stepping backward into the house.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow, and she grinned, already taking another step back "Catch me if you can."


    That was all the warning she gave before she turned on her heels and dashed deeper into the house, her laughter ringing through the hall.


    "Hahaha..."


    Brandon didn''t hesitate for even a second before sprinting after her and his smile widened as he heard the playful laughter echo through the house.


    She dashed into the living room as she leaped over the couch.


    Brandon, however, didn''t take the same route.


    Instead of vaulting over the couch, he veered to the side, cutting through the dining area, predicting her movements.


    Sure enough, as she rounded the next corner, she skidded to a halt just in time to see him blocking her path.


    "Gotcha,"


    Ravene gasped, quickly pivoting on her heel and darting in the opposite direction before he could reach her.


    "Not yet!" she taunted over her shoulder.


    He watched as she dashed to the left and Brandon took three steps at a time to close the distance.


    Ravene, seeing how quickly he was gaining on her, glanced back and-


    "Ack¡ª!"


    She suddenly felt strong arms wrapping around her waist as Brandon tackled her mid-step.


    "Wait-" With a startled yelp, she found herself lifted off the ground as he spun her around and took her in his arms.


    "You''re not escaping this time," he murmured near her ear.


    Ravene squirmed and protested, pushing him away. "Bastard! Put me down!"


    Brandon only grinned before tossing her over his shoulder like a sack of potato.


    "Brandon!" she gasped, pounding her fists lightly against his back.


    "I swear, if you don''t¡ª!"


    But her words trailed off as she realized where he was taking her.


    Straight into the bedroom.


    The realization made her heart skip a beat "Hey¡ªwait, hold on¡ª!"


    Brandon ignored her as he kicked open the bedroom door and walked in.


    With a playful grin, he walked straight to the bed and tossed her onto the mattress.


    Ravene let out a small shriek as she bounced, her hair fanning around her.


    Brandon immediately followed and got on top of her in the bed.


    "Now I''ve got you," he murmured as he brought his face close to hers.


    Ravene stared up at him, and her breath is slightly uneven from the chase.


    A playful smirk tugged at her lips as she looked up into his eyes "And what are you going to do now?" she asked in a teasing voice.


    Ravene''s lips parted, but before she could say anything, he captured them in another kiss.


    Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer as her body melted beneath his.


    His lips moved against hers with a tenderness.


    Her resistance faltered, and the moment she parted her lips slightly, he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue slide against hers.


    Ravene let out a quiet gasp in surprise because of his tongue, before melting further into his embrace.


    Her hands, which had been gripping his shirt moments ago, slid upward, one resting on the nape of his neck while the other tangled into his dark hair.


    She pulled him closer, returning the kiss with equal fervor.


    The sensation of being held so firmly, yet with such care, sent a thrill through her.


    Every brush of his lips and every slow stroke of his tongue against hers made her body even hotter.


    As he pulled back from the kiss, they looked at each other with their lips parted from the intensity of this kiss.


    "Pervert¡­" she muttered breathlessly.


    He chuckled and she felt his hands move, trailing down to grasp the edges of her lab coat. S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He slowly slid off the coat, and the fabric slipped down, pooling at her elbows before falling away completely.


    He slowly began to unbutton her shirt as he leaned down pressing a slow kiss to the curve of her neck.


    Her breath hitched as his lips traced lower, brushing against her collarbone, then lower, trailing kisses down to the exposed skin just above the next button.


    Pulling down the shirt, he looked at her blue laced bra.


    Without hesitation, he pulled it up, revealing her full blown breasts and leaned forward, burying his face on her chest.


    Ravene let out a giggle, and he pulled his face a little as he let out his tongue, licking her right nipple.


    "Mngh... Idiot." She let out a soft exhale as she looked down at him.


    He just smiled and closed his lips on her red bud before sucking it gently.


    However, before he could continue, a soft noise echoed through the house.


    It was the sound of the doorbell.


    Brandon let go of her nipple and Ravene looked down at her nipple coated with his saliva "Kael, go and see who it is."


    His lips twitched in frustration, and he looked at Ravene "Aunt, wait here for a minute... and we can continue."


    With that, he hurriedly left the room, running a hand through his tousled hair as he made his way to the front door.


    Whoever was on the other side had the absolute worst timing.


    He opened the door with mild irritation still present on his face, only to be greeted by a woman holding several neatly folded packages.


    "Mr. Brandon Kael," she greeted with a smile on her face "I am here to deliver your uniform from the Academy."


    Oh.


    Brandon straightened up, quickly erasing the remnants of his frustration.


    He nodded, stepping forward and taking the bags from her hands. "Thanks," he muttered, though his mind was still halfway back in the bedroom.


    The woman gave him a polite nod before turning and leaving.


    Without wasting another second, Brandon shut the door and quickly made his way back inside.


    As he entered, he saw Ravene standing by the closet and she was wearing a tank top and red underwear.


    She turned her head slightly when she heard him enter and smiled playfully as she ran her fingers along the hangers in her closet. "Back already?"


    Brandon let out a soft sigh, setting the uniform package on the nearby dresser before stepping toward her. "Yeah. Just someone delivering my academy uniform."


    Ravene hummed in response, a small, knowing smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Well¡­ they sure had terrible timing, didn''t they?" she mused, glancing at him over her shoulder.


    She giggled as she stepped closer and placed a hand on his chest before leaning in to press a quick kiss against his lips "Come on now, dear. We can take it slow," she murmured against his mouth.


    "I''m not going anywhere."


    "Mhm."


    "Now, change your clothes and bring your ass back to kitchen. I will prepare coffee for you."

 Chapter 33 - 33: Jealous

    Sitting on the balcony, Brandon and Ravene enjoyed the quiet peace of the evening, the sky painted in hues of gold and violet as the sun dipped lower on the horizon.


    A gentle breeze swept through, rustling the leaves of the trees nearby and carrying with it the scent of the evening air.


    Between them, two cups of steaming tea sat on the table.


    Ravene brought her cup to her lips, taking a slow sip before setting it down with a soft hum of satisfaction.


    "Oh, her, huh¡­ I heard about her," Ravene muttered in amusement, tilting her head slightly.


    Brandon sighed and shook his head, swirling the tea in his cup absentmindedly. "Yeah, when I went to the Hall of Sevene, she suddenly came out of nowhere and kissed me."


    Hearing this, Ravene''s eyes narrowed "She kissed you?"


    With a nod, Brandon replied "Mhm, She has the ability to sense and see ether. With just a kiss, she could deduce that my ether has an adaptive and mimicking property."


    Ravene''s grip on her coffee cup tightened slightly.


    "And she also said she is a big fan of yours.... and even asked me to be her boyfriend."


    Ravene''s lips twitched upon hearing this "Oh? Did she now?" she said slowly, tilting her head as if she hadn''t quite heard him properly.


    Brandon, fully aware of the warning signs, smiled dryly "Yeah¡­ she, uh, didn''t seem too concerned about anything else besides making her interest known."


    Her lips twitched in irritation "She got some nerve eh?"


    Brandon cleared his throat, knowing better than to poke the fire "I rejected her, obviously," he added quickly, hoping to smooth things over.


    "I mean, I barely know her. She''s bold, sure, but I wasn''t about to agree just like that."


    She finally set her cup down with a soft clink and crossed one leg over the other. "Tell me more about her,"


    Brandon hesitated. "Uh¡­ she''s gifted in ether manipulation. Kind of eccentric."


    Ravene nodded as if making mental notes "And she kissed you the moment she saw you?"


    "Yeah, pretty much."


    "Hmph." She leaned forward, resting her chin on her palm "And here I thought the younger generation had some sense of restraint."


    She gave him a sidelong glance before "So, whose kiss is better?"


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise and she repeated "I mean.. between us, who is a better kisse?"


    Oh, is she jealous?


    A slow smirk spread across his lips as he leaned in just a little closer "Are you fishing for compliments, Aunt Rave?"


    She scoffed, rolling her eyes "Just answer the question, idiot." S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Chuckling, Brandon moved even closer, brushing a soft kiss against her cheek "Of course, my Aunt is the best," he murmured against her skin before pulling back.


    Ravene''s smirk widened ever so slightly, clearly pleased with his answer "Good boy," she teased before picking up her coffee cup again and taking a slow sip.


    Brandon leaned back in his chair, still watching her.


    The smug glint in her eyes made him shake his head in amusement ''She is cute.''


    Then she stopped and looked at him "By the way, Brandon... give me your bank account number. I can send you some money. You would need it."


    Brandon shrugged and reached out to take the mobile from the sweatpants he was wearing.


    Hm? Seeing the small cracks along the surface, her gaze squinted "Huh? Elize has a lot of money, but why is you using a phone like this? Does she not give you enough?"


    Brandon chuckled, shaking his head "No, it got a bit damaged that day in the rupture. Took a bit of a beating."


    Her eyes narrowed "Then we can buy a new mobile for you. Also need to buy more clothes. Need something else?"


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "Feels like I am having a sugar mommy."


    "I am, duh... just tell me whatever you want.. I will spoil you. This rich Aunt will buy you everything."


    "Hahaha..."


    "We can go to the Mall this weekend. Oh, our first real date..."


    ...


    Next day morning-


    Standing in front of the mirror, Ravene''s eyebrows twitched in frustration "This pervert..."


    Her neck, chest, her breasts and her nipples are full of bite marks and hickeys.


    The memories of last night came rushing back... the way Brandon had nuzzled against her, pressing his lips to her skin, murmuring playful teases while ignoring her protests.


    ''He sucked me all night like a vampire...''


    Her eyes then flickered toward the bed, where Brandon was still sprawled out, sleeping peacefully, one arm thrown over his face as if he didn''t have a care in the world.


    She narrowed her eyes.


    Without warning, she raised her foot and kicked his ass "Wake up, idiot. It''s time for you to go to the Academy."


    Brandon let out a grunt and stirred as he lazily blinked his eyes open.


    He turned his head toward her, still groggy, but as soon as he caught sight of her standing there....


    Oh, he knew exactly why she looked so annoyed.


    "How''s my masterpiece?" he asked with a teasing chuckle.


    Ravene scoffed. "Masterpiece? You mean vandalism?"


    She leaned down and, bit his cheek¡ªnot hard, but enough to make him flinch.


    "Ow- That hurts." Brandon rubbed the spot where she had nipped him, pretending to be wounded.


    "Oh, was it?"


    "Then explain why I look like I got attacked by a swarm of affectionate leeches!"


    Brandon only grinned as he stretched his arms over his head. "Well, you wouldn''t let me do anything else last night, and you still stayed in bed with me, so I had to entertain myself somehow."


    Ravene rolled her eyes "You''re unbelievable."


    She turned on her foot and walked toward the closet, pulling out a neatly folded uniform.


    "Hurry up and get dressed. Move faster, slowpoke."


    As she tossed the uniform onto the bed, she shot him a glance and saw that he was still lounging instead of actually getting up.


    "Seriously, get up already,"


    Brandon sighed and stretched again before sitting up "Alright, alright. But if I get up, will I get a good-morning kiss?"


    Ravene raised an eyebrow. "You already stole enough last night. I think you''re over your daily limit."


    "Eh, I don''t believe in limits."


    He leaned toward her playfully, clearly expecting her to dodge... but instead, she surprised him by suddenly leaning down and pecking his lips.


    "Now get moving," she said with a smile before walking off, leaving Brandon sitting there, momentarily stunned.


    Then, he let out a low chuckle.


    "Yeah, yeah."


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 Chapter 34 - 34: Academy Combat Training [1]

    Brandon, who was sitting on his desk, turned his head to look at the entrance and saw Eira and Calistra walking in.


    Eira hurriedly ran to him and clapped her hands in excitement with a smile on her face "Oh, your new uniform looks great."


    It was the same colortone as women, white shirt and black blazer with black pants.


    "Oh, thanks..."


    "Brand."


    At this time, he heard another cheerful voice and he turned his head to look at Elena who was walking towards his deck.


    With a jump, she hopped over the desk and sat beside him.


    "Woah!" she whistled, leaning in to look at his outfit. "Your uniform looks even better up close. You clean up nicely, huh?"


    Eira looked at this in amusement, ''Seems like he got a friend at the first day of Academy.''


    Meanwhile, Brandon shifted slightly and gave Elena some place to sit as she made herself comfortable beside him.


    Elena turned back to Brandon and leaned in slightly. "So, tell me... how many girls have tried to ask you out already?"


    Brandon shot her a deadpan look "Really?"


    Elena hummed, unconvinced. "Oh? With that uniform and that face? Tch, I bet half the girls in this room are thinking about it already."


    Eira rolled her eyes with a chuckle "Elena, stop teasing him."


    "Brandonnnnnnnnnnnnn~"


    "Come here, your favourite senior is hereeee~"


    Brandon''s jaw dropped as he turned his head to look at Astrid standing near the door with a smirk on her face.


    The students in the class were surprised to see one of the members of the Council of Seven come to their 1st-year class.


    Some students gasped, others whispered among themselves, and a few simply gawked at the unexpected visitor.


    Selena, who was the class president of the first year, hurriedly stood up and walked to the door "Lady Astrid, may I know the reason you are here?"


    With a grin, Astrid glimpsed at Brandon "I came here to meet my cute junior, Brandon."


    "Brandon..." Selena''s voice trailed off as she turned to look at him, so did the whole class.


    Brandon facepalmed himself ''This annoying woman...''


    With a sigh, he stood up from his seat, resigning himself to whatever nonsense was about to happen.


    Walking up to the door, he looked at Astrid with a tired expression "What do you want now?"


    Astrid looked at him from top to bottom and nodded to herself "You look handsome in that uniform, as expected of my boyfriend."


    Brandon raised his hand and bonked her head "I am not your boyfriend, idiot."


    Rubbing her head, she just chuckled "Well, I just came here to deliver my morning kiss."


    Before he could react, she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed his lips.


    Right there.


    In front of the entire classroom.


    A bit later, she pulled back from the kiss and hit his chest playfully "See ya later, boyfriend."


    With that, she spun around on her heel and walked out of the classroom as if she hadn''t just dropped an atomic bomb on the first-year students.


    Brandon shook his head helplessly, looking at her antics and turned to the classroom.


    Wha-


    But he was dumbfounded to see the shocked faces.


    Some had their jaws on the floor.


    ¡Æ(©–_©–;)


    (?¡ã ?¡ã?)


    (¡òo¡ò?)


    What the fuck just happened?


    (¡òo¡ò?)


    The entire classroom collectively short-circuited.


    Some had their jaws hanging open. Others sat frozen in shock.


    And a few were already whispering furiously among themselves.


    Elena, who had been teasing him just moments ago, now looked as if she had just witnessed a scandalous crime.


    Eira blinked rapidly, as her brain was still processing the information.


    Calistra crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow in amusement.


    Selena looked like she had just been thrown into the middle of a political conspiracy.


    With a sigh, he walked back to his desk.


    Elena was the first to break the silence.


    "Dude..." She turned to face Brandon, pointing at him.


    "You''re telling me you have a Council of Seven member chasing after you, and you didn''t think to mention this?"


    Eira muttered in amazement, "She just kissed you in front of the whole class and called you her boyfriend."


    Brandon let out a sigh "That''s just how she is, an idiot."


    Selena swallowed before speaking carefully. "Brandon¡­ you do realize that Lady Astrid''s fanbase is massive, right?"


    Brandon looked at her "Fanbase?"


    She hesitated before continuing. "¡­And that those fans will not take kindly to someone she publicly calls her boyfriend?"


    Brandon paused.


    Huh.


    Wait a minute.


    That¡­ might actually be a problem.


    Elena grinned and tapped his shoulder "Ohhh, you are so screwed, dude."


    Brandon rubbed his temples in irritation "For the last time, I am not her boyfriend."


    Calistra finally spoke in her usual calm tone "Well, whether you are or not, the entire school will be talking about this by lunchtime."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s eyes narrowed ''The next time I see her, I will give her some beatings.''


    With a giggle, Elena stood up and wrapped her arm around his shoulder "Don''t worry.. I will be with you if those fans try to do something to you."


    Eira also joined in "Me too..."


    Letting out a sigh, he sat on top of the desk and asked "By the way, is it theory today too?"


    "Hmmm... no, I think it should be Abberant Combat Training."


    Oh?


    ---


    Brandon and the other students of the Ascendant Class walked through the grand halls of the Academy''s Training Facility as their footsteps echoed against the polished floors.


    Looking at the High-facilitated building, Brandon raised an eyebrow "Hmm.."


    He hummed under his breath and soon, everyone entered the facility.


    Walking through the big halls, Brandon glimpsed at the holographic display of different Abberant monsters shown outside.


    He casually wrapped his arm around Elena''s shoulder


    "Elena," Brandon asked, tilting his head slightly, "what kind of training is this exactly?"


    She didn''t mind the closeness, simply leaning into his side as they continued walking.


    "Well, using high-tech simulation technology, they replicate the appearance and attack patterns of Aberrants through holographic projections."


    "It''s not just an illusion, though... the system can create physical feedback, meaning the attacks feel real. It''s basically a way to simulate combat experience without actually dying."


    Brandon was surprised to hear this "So we''re fighting hard-light monsters?"


    "Yep."


    "And they hit back?"


    "Oh, definitely."


    Am I fucked?


    "You know, when I signed up for this class, I thought we''d start with something easy... maybe some light sparring or simple ether control drills."


    Elena let out a chuckle and nudged his chest "Oh no, this is the Ascendant Class¡ªthe best of the best. No baby steps here, pretty boy."


    Though Elena didn''t mind his closeness, someone else did.


    Eira, who was walking ahead, turned her head to look at them, and her gaze narrowed slightly to see their close physical touch.


    She didn''t know why but she was quite displeased to see them getting along like that.


    But she cleared those thoughts and asked "Do you know which Aberrants we''ll be facing today?"


    Elena had a thoughtful look as she spoke "From what I heard, they''ll start us off with D class to C class Aberrants, things that appear near minor ruptures".


    "But knowing the instructors, they''ll crank up the difficulty if they think we''re handling it too well."


    Eira let out a sigh "Of course they will."


    But then she remembered something "Wait, Brandon..."


    She hurriedly walked to him and grabbed his hand before pulling him from there "Come with me."


    Eh?


    Though confused, he let himself get pulled by her, and they reached a nearby corridor.


    She stopped and glanced back at him as a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.


    Raising her hand, she tucked a hair behind her ear as she glanced up at him.


    Then, in a voice almost too soft, she muttered "Should we kiss?"


    Hm? Brandon''s eyes squinted and for a second he thought he misheard her.


    She cleared her throat and her face turned a deeper shade of red as she quickly explained "I remember that the skills you mimic and the ether you absorb will fade away quickly... so I thought..."


    Her legs shifted slightly as she avoided his gaze "... this would be the fastest way..."


    "Like... uh.. you are going to fight monsters, so you might need my skill and ether."


    Brandon immediately understood.


    It is true, though he has reserves of ether he absorbed from Ravene, the skill he absorbed the first day has already disappeared.


    "But, is it really ok with you?"


    Eira bit her lip before speaking "A-As I said.. this whole situation started because you tried saving me back in the rupture."


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle "You don''t have to do this out of guilt, you know." Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I-I''m not doing it out of guilt! Just shut up and take my ether."


    Before he could respond, she took a step forward, placing her hands against his chest for balance, and then...


    She leaned in and kissed his lips.


    At first, the kiss was slow and clumpsy as she was unsure how to kiss.


    His hand instinctively moved and gripped her waist to steady her.


    Eira made a soft noise against his lips but didn''t pull away.


    Instead, she pressed closer, as if making sure the transfer was successful.


    For a moment, there was only the kiss, the warmth, and the sensation of power flowing between them.


    And then... hesitantly¡ªEira pulled back.


    Her breath was uneven as she looked at his lips.


    Brandon licked his lips, tasting the lingering hint of her ether "...Damn, that was great."


    Eira who was still flustered, immediately shoved him away.


    "D-Don''t say anything stupid!" she stammered and she felt her entire face burning from embarrassment.


    Brandon chuckled and raised his hands in surrender "Hey, I wasn''t complaining."


    "J-Just shut up and go win your fight," she muttered before storming away, her long blonde ponytail whipping behind her.


    He closed his eyes feeling the ether signature flow into him ''Her skill is easy to mimic...''


    ''And another thing, the ether I absorbed, its a lot less than I got from Aunt Ravene.. and even kissing her boobs I got a lot of ether.''


    ''So, doing anything intimate gives a lot of ether?''


    ''...Interesting.''


    However he dispelled those thoughts and walked away from there, back to the training hall.


    As he left, a figure appeared out of nowhere "Oh, they were kissing."


    Elena muttered with a cheeky grin on her lips.

 Chapter 35 - 35: Academy Combat Training [2]

    As the students reached the training hall entrance, a massive steel door slid open with a low hiss, revealing an expansive chamber.


    The room was immense... almost like a coliseum, with observation platforms above where instructors and senior students watched.


    The floor was made of advanced combat-resistant material, able to withstand ether attacks and simulated destruction.


    At the center, holographic projectors were embedded into the ground.


    Large mechanical emitters lined the walls, ready to generate physical constructs that could mimic real-world opponents.


    Several instructors stood at the front and one of them, a tall woman with short silver hair and blue eyes, stepped forward.


    "Welcome to the combat training session."


    "My name is Instructor Lee Haeun, and I''ll be overseeing today''s exercise."


    As she spoke, she looked around and noticed Brandon who stood out amidst the group of women "For some of you, this will be the first time facing an opponent that actually tries to kill you."


    "Do not underestimate the simulations. They are programmed to respond dynamically¡ªif you fight poorly, you will be punished for it."


    When she said ''some of you'' everyone knew it was said for Brandon as he is the only one new here.


    Looking at the handsome young man, Lee Haeun''s gaze condensed "You. New boy."


    Brandon blinked. "Me?"


    "Step forward."


    A few murmurs rippled through the class.


    Elena nudged him with a grin "Oho~ They''re already picking on you. Have fun."


    Brandon sighed and walked up.


    Lee Haeun stared at him for a long moment before speaking "You''re the only male ether-user ever recorded, correct?"


    He gave a faint nod "... yeah"


    Her lips curled into a smile "Then let''s see what makes you special. You''ll be our first test subject for today''s session."


    "Wait, what?"


    The moment he said that, the projectors activated with a deep hum.


    Blue light flared as a large, wolf-like Aberrant materialized in front of him.


    It had dark, shimmering fur, glowing red eyes, and razor-sharp claws.


    "Grrrr..."


    -_- Brandon stared at the wolf blankly ''Are you for real?''


    Lee Haeun let out a chuckle and pointed to the side where an array of weapons had been set.


    "You can select one of the weapons from there unless you want to punch that Abberant with your bare hands."


    "And by the way, this is a D class Abberant, since you are E class... this should be easy for you."


    Easy, my ass.


    Brandon walked to the rack of weapons on the side.


    There were various types of blades¡ªshort swords, long swords, daggers, along with staffs, polearms, and even a few firearms modified to work with ether energy.


    He reached out and grabbed a standard longsword at first, testing its weight in his hand.


    It was well-balanced but nothing particularly special.


    His gaze then landed on a set of twin daggers.


    He picked them up, giving them a few test swings.


    Clenching the dagger, his gaze narrowed as it felt easier than using a sword.


    ''I used Calistra''s dagger back in the rupture, and it really felt easier to use.''


    And the Abberant he fought that day in rupture was a C class, but this was a D class, so he is pretty confident that he can handle it.


    He hummed under his breath and turned back to look at Lee Haeun.


    Smiling, she clapped her hand "Well then, if you are ready... let''s do this."


    With that, she stepped off the stage, letting Brandon fight.


    Brandon exhaled slowly and his fingers tightening around the hilts of his daggers.


    The wolf-like Aberrant before him let out a deep, guttural growl "Guaaarghh..."


    Lee Haeun, standing on the side smiled faintly "Alright, Brandon let''s see what you can do."


    *sleesh* In the next instant, in a burst of speed, the wolf lunched at Brandon as it covered the distance in a few seconds.


    Its claws slashed through the air, aiming for his throat.


    Brandon reacted instinctively and dodged to the side.


    *woosh* He felt the rush of wind as the wolf''s claws sliced through the empty air where his head had been just a moment ago.


    The wolf landed and immediately twisted around, as it lunged again.


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed and instead of dodging backward¡ª


    He dashed forward.


    In the split second that the wolf expected him to retreat, Brandon closed the gap instead.


    The beast''s red eyes widened in shock.


    With a sharp twist of his wrist, he slashed upward as the tip of his left dagger slicing cleanly across the Aberrant''s snout.


    "GRRRAAHH!!"


    A sharp yelp tore from the Aberrant''s throat as the cut left a thin, glowing wound across its muzzle.


    Brandon didn''t let it recover.


    Pushing off his back foot, he slipped into the beast''s blind spot and his ether-enhanced reflexes made the movement feel almost effortless.


    The wolf snarled and twisted, attempting to follow him, but he was already a step ahead.


    His left dagger lashed out, carving a deep gash across the Aberrant''s exposed flank.


    A spray of glowing ether-like energy erupted from the wound and flickered as it distorted the projection.


    At this time, Brandon felt that he is faster and stronger than before.


    And for a brief moment, he felt something pulse within him.


    ''What is... this feeling?''


    His breathing deepened, and his body felt lighter than before.


    It was subtle at first.


    But then he realized¡ª


    Ether.


    He was using ether to enhance his physical abilities.


    Unconsciously.


    Brandon didn''t have time to process it.


    The Aberrant whirled around as its massive claws swept toward him in a wild, desperate arc.


    This time, he didn''t dodge.


    At the last moment, he ducked low, allowing the claws to sail harmlessly over his head.


    Then, in a blur of motion, he pivoted on his foot and dashed beneath the Aberrant''s belly.


    He felt the heat of the attack pass inches above his head as a blue glint of energy passed through his eyes.


    A perfect opening.


    His daggers gleamed as he lunged forward, and both weapons sank deep into the wolf''s ribcage with a vicious twin-handed stab.


    *sclurrch*


    Brandon didn''t waste his time and quickly twisted the blades.


    "RUAARGHHH!!" The Abberant roared in sheer pain as its body convulsed violently.


    As it tried to slash at him again, Brandon moved away and landed on the floor.


    The Aberrant snarled again and its entire body shuddered as it prepared to unleash another attack.


    But Brandon wasn''t about to give it another chance.


    He took a single step and dashed forward.


    In the blink of an eye his body flew like a blue blur as he surged toward the Aberrant faster than before. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The beast barely had time to register his approach before he was already upon it.


    Then, without hesitation, he struck.


    His right dagger plunged into the Aberrant''s shoulder, sinking deep into its flesh.


    He twisted the blade, feeling the creature convulse beneath him.


    At the same time, his left dagger sliced across its throat, severing the energy veins that fueled its monstrous body.


    "RUAAARGHHH!!" The Aberrant howled in sheer pain.


    Brandon didn''t let up.


    His grip on his daggers tightened as he used his ether signature ''Gravitational Vortex.''


    In the next instant, a square blue seal appeared below the Abberant''s feet.


    A crushing force slammed into the Abberant and its knees buckled instantly as its body collapsed under the pressure.


    Brandon didn''t let the chance slip up.


    He dashed forward and jumped into the air before landing on the Abberant''s back.


    *sleesh* Without hesitation, he plunged his twin daggers into its eyes and twisted it.


    "ARGHHH!!!" The abberant twitched in pain, but it couldn''t even move its body because of the pressure.


    As he pulled the daggers, the holographic screen disoriented for a second.


    He twisted his right dagger in his palm before plunging it down its throat.


    *squeech*


    In the next instant, the holographic simulation flickered like a broken hologram before dispersing into millions of glowing blue fragments and Brandon who was sitting on its back fell down on his ass.


    "Ow."


    As he stood up, he brushed his uniform for a second and looked up.


    Hm?


    But he was dumbfounded to see the students and teachers who stood there staring at him with shocked faces.


    Um... what?

 Chapter 36 - 36: Rankings?

    Looking at the stunned faces across the hall, Brandon blinked ''Was it really that impressive?''


    "Holy Shit..."


    "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" one of the students finally blurted out in excitement.


    "He just¡ª"


    "Wow..."


    "Is he really just an E rank?"


    "I am sure, he hasn''t even condensed his ether core yet..."


    "What the hell?"


    "And did you see, he even reinforced his body with ether."


    "Are you guys sure he joined the academy just yesterday?"


    Murmurs rippled among the students and the seniors who were watching the practice.


    Lee Haeun snapped out of her surprise and walked to him "Brandon.. that was unexpected."


    She gave quite a tough challenge for him because the high authorities requested her to.


    This combat will be recorded and sent to the higher authorities to review about the first male awakener.


    She took a holographic tablet in her hand and her gaze narrowed slightly as she scrolled through the data displayed across its glowing surface.


    The combat session had been recorded and analyzed in real-time, with every movement, every ether fluctuation, and every ability activation logged in meticulous detail.


    Her eyes flickered as she read through the system logs and then paused.


    ''This skill signature...''


    Her fingers tapped against the holographic screen, pulling up the combat analysis.


    The system had detected the ether fluctuations when Brandon used Gravitational Vortex, and right beneath it, the original user''s name was displayed.


    [Eira Bleaufort]


    Lee Haeun''s gaze subtly shifted toward the small crowd of students gathered nearby.


    Among them she noticed Eira ''So that''s it¡­ he mimicked her skill.''


    ''Interesting...''


    Taking a deep breath, Lee Haeun returned her attention to Brandon "You killed a D-Rank Aberrant while being an E-Rank awakener. That alone is impressive. But¡­"


    She tapped the holographic display again, pulling up a new set of data "It took you 57 seconds to eliminate the target. Because of that, your time doesn''t qualify for the Academy''s official rankings."


    Brandon looked at her in confusion "Rankings?"


    A small smirk tugged at the corner of Lee Haeun''s lips "Oh? No one told you?"


    She tilted her head slightly before chuckling "Well, from E-Rank to S-Rank, the Academy keeps track of a specific combat ranking system."


    She gestured toward the air in front of them, and immediately, a massive holographic screen appeared.


    The transparent display was filled with glowing names and numbers, each entry detailing the fastest combat clear times recorded by the Academy''s students over the years.


    Brandon''s gaze swept over the rankings.


    The first section was marked in bold letters.


    [S-Class Aberrant Rankings]


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    [Kang Hyejin - 0.08 seconds]


    [Charlotte Fleurdys - 0.10 seconds]


    He blinked in utter shock ''0.04 seconds?!''


    Brandon''s gaze lingered on the first name ''Aunt Elize...''


    He expected to see Charlotte Fleurdys there.. after all, she was known as one of the strongest people in the entire world.


    But what shocked him was that his Aunt Elize had a faster record.


    His jaw nearly dropped. Just how powerful was she in her prime?


    [A-Class, B-Class, C-Class, D-Class, and E-Class Rankings]


    Almost every top record in each category was dominated by the Fleurdys sisters.


    Lee Haeun watched his reaction with mild amusement before continuing "In order to set a record, you must defeat an Aberrant of the same rank as you."


    "If you''re E-Rank, you can only challenge an E-Rank Aberrant to secure a ranking. Once you move up to D-Rank, you can no longer set a record for E-Rank kills."


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed in thought.


    That means if he want to his name on the board, he''d have to fight an E-Rank Aberrant within the required time frame before advancing.


    Not that he particularly cared about the rankings, but¡­


    His gaze flickered back to Elizabeth Fleurdys'' name.


    His Aunt had been beyond powerful in her time, strong enough to top the Academy''s historical records.


    But now, due to her damaged ether core...


    Brandon clenched his fists slightly ''I wonder¡­ is there any way to restore her ether core? To bring her powers back?''


    The idea had never crossed his mind before.


    But now, seeing just how incredible she used to be, a strange, burning determination ignited within him.


    If he could find a way to heal her¡ªif there was even the slightest chance that she could regain what she had lost¡­


    Then he had to try.


    As his thoughts raced, he felt a subtle shift in the atmosphere around him.


    He looked up, only to find several people staring at him.


    Some of the first-years. The seniors. Even Lee Haeun and other teachers.


    Brandon snapped out of his thoughts and uttered "Uh¡­ something wrong?"


    Lee Haeun chuckled "You just went completely silent for a full minute. Looked like you were plotting something interesting."


    With a chuckle, he brushed it away "Just thinking about entering the rankings."


    Lee Haeun shook her head with a small smile before turning to address the rest of the students. "Alright, that''s enough of a spectacle for today. We still have a training session to finish. Next! Who''s up?"


    At the same time, among the third year students, a woman dashed to the front and looked at Brandon Kael.


    Her eyes trembled as she instantly recognised ''It was you after all, you damn bastard...''


    ---


    As he reached down, Elena raised her hand for a high five "That was awesome, Brand."


    Letting out a chuckle, he gave her a high five as their hands clapped in a satisfying sound "Thanks..."


    Eira nodded her head and flicked her blonde as she spoke proudly "Of course..."


    As they were speaking, Lee Haeun spoke "Elena Zoyrdius."


    Without wasting a second, she hopped forward and as she walked up, she shot a grin back at Brandon.


    "Watch me, Brand! Hehe."


    Letting out a chuckle, he replied "Don''t trip."


    Elena stuck her tongue out at him playfully before turning her attention to Lee Haeun.


    Brandon glanced at Eira, who was watching the scene with mild interest. "Is she really that strong?"


    Eira simply nodded "She''s one of the top melee fighters in our year. You''ll see for yourself soon."


    The training platform lit up, and a deep humming filled the air as a new Aberrant materialized.


    This one was different from the one Brandon had fought.


    It was a humanoid-type Aberrant.


    It stood at around seven feet tall and its entire body was covered in a dense, chitinous exoskeleton.


    Lee Haeun''s voice echoed through the hall "Your opponent will be a D-Class Aberrant-Category: Reaper Stalker."


    The students immediately reacted "A Reaper Stalker?"


    "Those things are fast."


    "Yeah, they specialize in high-speed movement and relentless attacks. They''re one of the hardest Aberrants to deal with in close combat."


    Brandon furrowed his brows slightly ''That doesn''t sound like a fair match-up.''


    Elena, however, simply cracked her knuckles and her grin widened "Ooooh~ a Reaper Stalker? Now that''s more like it."


    *swoosh* In the next instant, the creature launched itself at Elena.


    Its body blurred and its black limbs snapped outward aiming for Elena.


    The moment its claws whipped toward her face, there was a small explosion and then Elena was gone.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise. What?


    The Aberrant''s claws slashed through empty space.


    The creature''s body stopped and its grotesque head jerked from side to side as it searched for its prey.


    But it saw nothing.


    Brandon''s gaze condensed "She disappeared?"


    With a nod, Eira replied "Hmm.. her signature is invisibility and invincibility."


    Invisibility and Inviciblity? Isn''t that like... too OP?


    The Reaper Stalker twitched and its body crouched low as it extended its claws in all directions, trying to pick up any movement.


    But then¡ª CRACK!


    The Aberrant''s body jerked violently as its entire torso snapped sideways.


    A brutal punch had driven directly into its ribs.


    Brandon''s gaze darted toward the source-


    But there was nothing there.


    Only a slight distortion in the air, like heat shimmering off the ground on a scorching summer day.


    Then¡ª WHAM!


    Another hit and this time, it was a sharp kick to the back of the knee.


    The joint buckled inward with a sickening pop, sending the towering Aberrant crashing onto one leg.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in amusement ''Hoh...''


    ---


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    Watching the fight, Brandon''s eyes squinted in amazement as she is easily thrashing the D class abberant.


    A sudden burst of white energy flared out.


    Brandon''s eyes darted upward and saw Elena hanging in midair with a jump.


    She twisted her body as she gathered momentum.


    Her right arm was already pulled back and ether surged around her fist in a brilliant white vortex.


    And then... BOOM!


    She drove her knuckles directly into the Aberrant''s skull.


    The force of the impact sent a shockwave rippling through the air, cracking the aberrant''s skin.


    The Reaper Stalker''s entire body caved inward and its skull shattered under the sheer weight of the blow.


    Its monstrous form plummeted downward like a meteor, slamming into the platform with an earth-shaking crash.


    The floor trembled and for a split second, the simulation glitched.


    Then, the holographic Aberrant disintegrated.


    Elena landed on her feet and glanced at Lee Haeun, who nodded her head in approval "16 seconds, great."


    Giggling, Elena hopped down the elevated platform and walked back to Brandon, who was standing below.


    "So, how was it?" she asked in a teasing tone.


    Nodding his head, he replied with a smile "That was cool."


    She extended her hand for a dab, and Brandon dabbed her hand without hesitation.


    "Hehe~"


    With curiosity in his tone, he asked "So, I heard your powers are invisibility and invincibility, I saw invisibility... this invincibility." sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hearing this, Elena showed a cheeky grin and replied "Brand, punch me."


    Hm? He was dumbfounded, and she spoke "Brand, quick... don''t think much about it."


    Brandon instantly realized and pulled back his hand as he directly punched her face without hesitation.


    His punch directly went through her face just like how a ghost walks through a wall.


    ''What the fuck?''


    He expected it to be some kind of barrier, or maybe a defensive reinforcement of ether¡ªbut this was something else entirely.


    He blinked his eyes in surprise and immediately pulled his hand back "So this is... invincibility."


    Nodding her head, Elena replied "Yep~"


    "Now, now, before you start thinking it''s too overpowered, there''s a catch."


    She then dramatically pointed to her face "There is a cool down. Imagine you punch me and while your hand is inside my body, my skill wears off..."


    She made a chopping motion with her hands before sticking her tongue out playfully.


    "Boom! Your fist is inside my skull. I die. Bwehhh~"


    Ohhh...


    Its OP and dangerous at the same time. You have to time it perfectly.


    Brandon''s gaze squinted in thought as he glimpsed at her lips ''I don''t wanna use invincibility.. but her invisibility might be helpful.''


    It would surely come in handy if he could just get her invisibility skill.


    Uhhh


    Elena caught him staring at her lips and her eyes crescented in amusement.


    She leaned forward and hushed in his ear "Are you wondering about... kissing me or something?"


    -_- Eh? She caught on to it?


    Brandon smiled dryly as he didn''t know how to reply to that "Well..."


    Her lips curled into a teasing smile as she whispered "I saw you kissing Eira. Is that how you mimic someone''s skill?"


    Huh? Brandon was dumbfounded to hear this.


    How did she...


    Wait a minute.


    His lips twitched as he hushed back in her ear "You damn... You used your invisibility skill to peep on us, didn''t you?"


    She let out her tongue and replied, "I was just curious..."


    He facepalmed himself ''This girl...''


    She poked his chest playfully "Come on, Brand, tell me.. is that how you mimic?"


    With a sigh, he replied "Yeah..."


    "Hmm... interesting."


    Eira saw Elena and Brandon getting along too well and her gaze narrowed, but then she let out a sigh and stayed silent.


    Calistra''s gaze flickered to Eira''s concerned face and raised an eyebrow in surprise ''What happened?''


    ---


    Soon, the training for everyone ended and it was already afternoon.


    Stretching his arms above his head, Brandon let out a sigh as he made his way toward the Cafeteria.


    Beside him, Elena was casually walking with her hands on the pockets of her blazer.


    Eira and Calistra were also walking behind him.


    Brandon''s gaze condensed in thought as he still couldn''t get over the feeling of always being stared at.


    No matter where he goes, everyone looks at him.


    Well, it makes sense, considering he is the only man here... but still, it''s annoying.


    Elena glanced at him and asked "Any plans for weekend?"


    With a nod, Brandon replied "Shopping... What about you?"


    Elena just shrugged "Just training in the dorm training rooms."


    As they were walking, sudden a cold voice was heard from behind "Brandon... you fucker."


    Eh?


    Brandon was startled and turned to look at the beautiful woman with long purple hair and- wait, what the fuck?


    His eyes widened in shock, looking at her pointy ears. E-Elf?


    A REAL ELF?


    Isn''t this novel supposed to be a modern fantasy? What is an elf doing here?


    And looking at her, he can see that she is a student.


    His gaze flickered to the insignia on her blazer and saw the golden III.


    A third year?


    But why the hell is a third-year elf glaring at him like he ruined her entire bloodline?


    Hm? Elena, Eira and Calistra were surprised and turned their heads to look at the woman.


    Wait...


    -_- Brandon gave a deadpan look ''Is she one of the members of Astrid''s fanbase and now she is here to beat me because she kissed me?''


    ''Fucking hell, Astrid. Look at the problems you bring me.''


    Before he could even open his mouth, the woman took another step forward.


    "You. Absolute. Bastard."


    Brandon blinked. "Uh."


    "How dare you?!"


    Brandon visibly leaned back. "...Dare to what?"


    Woman, I don''t even know you.


    Elena stepped forward and uttered in disdain "Are you one of those Astrid''s suckers?"


    Eira spoke "Fighting within the campus is prohibited; I''m sure you know that rule well, considering you''ve been here longer than us."


    Meanwhile, the woman was quite confused "Astrid? I have nothing to do with her..."


    Huh?


    All of them were dumbfounded and turned to look at Brandon.


    With a concerned gaze, Eira asked "Brandon, do you know her?"


    Shaking his head, he replied quickly "No, this is the first time I have seen an elf."


    The woman''s eyes trembled "So you really forgot about me... you fucker."


    Eh?


    Brandon was even more confused and he is sure that he had never seen any elves before in his whole life.


    "Um, I think you misunderstood me for a different guy."


    The woman''s gaze narrowed "No, I know you very well... Baek Taewon."


    Huh?


    Brandon''s eyes shrank in shock... That name.

 Chapter 38 - 38: Woman, who are you? [2]

    Baek Taewon.


    Hearing the name from her lips, Brandon''s eyes quivered slightly ''How does she know my old name?''


    He is so freaking sure that he has never... ever met an elf in his fucking life.


    ''Did she dig into my past?''


    Huh?


    Beside him, Elena, Eira, and Calistra were just as confused, exchanging puzzled glances before turning to him with questioning looks.


    "Who is Baek Taewon?"


    "Brandon''s another name?"


    Seeing his surprised face, the woman smiled faintly as she walked toward him "You still can''t remember me?"


    She reached out and grabbed his tie before pulling him closer to her "Try hard..."


    Elena and Eira quickly moved to grab the elf, but she just tightened her grip on his tie and pulled his face even closer.


    Her eyes looked into his blue eyes as she murmured "You certainly didn''t forget about me, did you... Woonie."


    W-Woonie?


    Wait a minute...


    That ridiculous nickname.


    Distant flashes of memories resurfaced in Brandon''s mind as he remembered his childhood, when he was back in Korea.


    Seoul. The rain-drenched streets.


    The laughter of a girl who always seemed a little stronger, a little faster than him.


    Her long black hair wavered in the air as she smugly looked at him.


    "Woonie... you idiot..." He heard her cute voice calling.


    He blinked his eyes and snapped out of his thoughts as a whisper escaped his lips "Noona?"


    Hearing this, the woman''s smile widened ever slow slightly "So you finally remembered huh?"


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    Brandon was still overwhelmed by the revelation "Huh?... What are you doing here?"


    Instinctively, he raised his hand and smacked a punch across her face "What happened to your hair? And those ears."


    What the fuck?


    Elena, Eira and Calistra were taken aback to see him punching the woman out of nowhere as they tried to process what just happened.


    "Urgh..." Dhayun''s head snapped to the side as she received his punch and clenched her jaw, feeling the pain.


    Rubbing her cheek, she muttered "You are still like that huh?... you damn fucker."


    Without hesitation, she raised her leg and landed a kick to his face.


    Brandon barely had time to react before her foot came crashing toward his face.


    His arms shot up just in time to block it, but the impact still sent a painful ripple through his arms.


    ''Damn, she kicked hard.''


    "You crazy bitch-"


    Dhayun pulled back, flipping her now-violet hair over her shoulder with a smirk "Still slow, I see."


    "Shut up..."


    Brandon took a step forward and hugged her tightly.


    Dhayun didn''t hesitate and hugged him back as she closed her eyes "You... idiot."


    They hugged each other tightly.


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    Meanwhile, the three women stood there dumbfounded.


    Elena''s eye twitched slightly as she muttered under her breath "¡­What the hell just happened?"


    Eira, still processing everything let out a sigh "I don''t know. But I feel like we just got dragged into something ridiculous."


    Calistra remained silent, but her gaze lingered on Dhayun with a glint of curiosity.


    Both of them hugged each other for a long moment.


    Slowly, he pulled back and his hands are still resting on her shoulders as he looked at her new appearance.


    He raised his hand to cup her face in between his palms and turned her head to left and right.


    "Why do you look like a freaking elf?"


    Dhayun let out a small chuckle, tilting her head slightly. "Surprised?"


    "No shit, I''m surprised," Brandon muttered, still staring at her ears.


    She shrugged casually "Well... Things happened."


    Brandon''s eye twitched. "Don''t give me that... tell me idiot."


    Letting out a sigh, she spoke "It is a body mutation... which is quite rare to happen while awakening."


    Body mutation?


    He turned his gaze to Eira and she nodded her head "Yeah.. there are chances. Body mutation happen to some people."


    Hearing this Brandon was surprised ''I see...''


    Elena butted in "Never ming that. What is happening now? Do you really know her or something?"


    Calistra, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly spoke "She called you ''Woonie.'' That is... Korean?"


    Dhayun grinned at that, "Sharp one. Yeah, it''s Korean."


    "So you are actually Korean, Brand?"


    As he let out a sigh, he noticed that people are staring at him after the small stunt he pulled.


    He could already hear the rumors starting...


    "Did you see that? The only guy in the academy got attacked by the senior"


    "Wait, did they actually fight, or was it just a weirdly aggressive hug?"


    "Eh? He punched her though..."


    His lips twitched in annoyance "For now, let''s leave from here..."


    Dhayun also nodded her head "Hmm, let''s go to Cafeteria. I am hungry."


    The group made their way through the academy halls, passing groups of students who either whispered amongst themselves.


    With a smirk, Dhayun gave a strong smack on his back, making him stumble forward a bit "You really are famous... haha."


    "Urgh..." Brandon gritted his teeth as the stinging sensation from her hit lingered across his spine.


    He shot back and punched her stomach "Yeah, seems so..."


    Dhayun doubled over slightly and a grunt escaped her lips as the impact sent a brief shock through her body.


    "Shit¡ª!" She cursed, immediately clutching her gut.


    "That fucking hurt, you asshole¡ª!"


    Her fingers lightly tapped against her stomach as she straightened up, shaking her head in amusement "Damn¡­ your punches have gotten stronger. Way stronger than before."


    "Back then, you had weak little baby punches... like getting hit by a soft breeze. But now?"


    She chuckled, rolling her shoulders. "I felt that one."


    He looked at her blankly. The real reason he started taking self defense training was because of her.


    Watching the entire exchange unfold, Elena and Eira exchanged equally exhausted glances.


    Elena muttered with a sidelong glance "Seems like they are very best friends."


    "Punching and playing like that..."


    Eira blinked her eyes as she looked at him "Hmmm..."


    Dhagyun leaned over to him and hushed in his ear "Do you still have that scar?"


    Hm? Brandon looked into her purple eyes and glanced away "Fuck off..."


    Hearing this, Dhayun''s eyes softened in affection and she patted his head.


    "You are cute as always, Woonie."


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    Dhagyun leaned over to him and hushed in his ear "Do you still have that scar?"


    Hm? Brandon looked into her purple eyes and glanced away "Fuck off..."


    Hearing this, Dhayun''s eyes softened in affection and she patted his head.


    "You are cute as always, Woonie."


    Brandon sighed and swatted Dhayun''s hand away from his head, "Stop that."


    Dhayun just laughed, not the least bit deterred. "Still as grumpy as ever, huh? Some things never change."


    Elena let out an exasperated sigh "Can you two stop flirting already?"


    Brandon immediately turned to her and uttered "Flirting? With her? Hell no."


    Dhayun placed a hand on her chest in mock offense "Wow. Way to crush my heart, Woonie."


    Brandon shot her a dry glare "You don''t even have a heart."


    "Hahaha..."


    Calistra, who had been mostly silent, looked at Dhayun for a long moment before finally speaking. "How long have you two known each other?"


    Brandon exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck "Since childhood. Back in Korea."


    Dhayun grinned. "Yep. I used to be his babysitter."


    He gave her a deadpan look "You are not..."


    She tilted her head with a smile "Really? Because I remember you crying when I stole your ice cream¡ª"


    Brandon clamped his hand over her mouth before she could finish. "Shut. up."


    Dhayun, still grinning behind his hand, licked his palm.


    Brandon immediately pulled his hand away, looking disgusted. "You dumbass."


    Dhayun let out a hearty chuckle "Hah! Still grossed out by that?"


    "Obviously..." Brandon wiped his hand aggressively on her blazer, glaring at her.


    With that, the group finally made their way toward the cafeteria.


    ¡ª---


    They made their way to the food counter, and as they grabbed their trays, Dhayun piled her plate with food like she hadn''t eaten in days.


    Brandon grabbed his food and followed the others to an empty table.


    As they sat down, he finally let out a long, exhausted sigh, staring at his tray.


    Looking at Dhayun who was beside him, he asked "So you came here after you awakened your ether core in the age of 20?"


    Eating her food, Dhayun nodded her head "Mhm. I was really surprised that I was also an awakener."


    "My mom wasn''t exactly thrilled about me jumping into the whole ''dangerous monster-killing life'' thing. She wanted me to just¡­ ignore it."


    "Seal my ether core and move on. Live a nice, boring life without any risks."


    "What kind of life would that be? I''d rather die than live as some regular-ass human, working a boring job, waiting for time to pass."


    She smirked. "I need excitement. I need something fun. And being an awakener sounded way more interesting than some desk job."


    "So i became an awakener and joined the Solvyrn Academy..."


    Not everyone can be awakeners, at the age of 20 some people awaken ether cores in their body.


    If they really want to be an awakener, they can join the Solvyrn Academy to train.


    And if they don''t want to live this dangerous life of killing abberants, they can seal their ether core and stay as a human.


    "You are reckless as ever..."


    Dhayun grinned, swallowing down a mouthful of her sandwich "And you''re still the same boring guy who eats like a malnourished rabbit."


    Brandon gave her a flat look "I eat normally."


    Before he could argue, she reached across his tray and snatched a piece of his grilled chicken with her fork.


    Without hesitation, she stuffed it into her mouth and chewed, nodding in satisfaction.


    Brandon let out a sigh "This bitch..."


    Elena, watching the exchange, sighed as she delicately picked at her own meal "You two have a very strange relationship."


    Eira, sitting across from them asked "Do you always steal his food like that?"


    Dhayun grinned. "Of course. It''s tradition."


    Brandon simply stared at her "It''s not a tradition. You just have no manners."


    Dhayun ignored him and instead reached into her own tray, tearing a chunk of her garlic bread before plopping it onto his plate.


    "Here. Since I''m such a generous person."


    Brandon stared at the piece of bread in front of him. Then at her. "What is this?"


    "My favorite," Dhayun replied casually, taking another bite of her food. "Garlic bread. Eat it."


    Brandon frowned, eyeing her suspiciously "You never share your food."


    "Yeah, well." She shrugged, not meeting his gaze "Just shut up and eat it, idiot."


    He narrowed his eyes slightly "Did you poison it?"


    Dhayun''s lips twitched "God, you''re annoying. Just eat the damn bread, Woonie."


    Hearing that stupid childhood nickname again made him cringe, but he still sighed and took the piece of garlic bread, biting into it reluctantly. Sear?h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It was good.


    Dhayun smirked as she saw the way his expression changing subtly "Good, right?"


    Brandon nodded his head "It''s decent."


    "You love it."


    "Shut up."


    Meanwhile, Elena and Eira were just watching this entire exchange unfold like they were witnessing some strange, unspoken ritual.


    "Is this¡­ normal?" Elena asked, glancing at Calistra.


    Calistra, who had been quiet the entire time, sipped her drink "It''s normal for them."


    Dhayun picked up another piece of food from her tray and before he could react, she shoved it into Brandon''s mouth.


    Brandon''s eyes widened as he nearly choked on the unexpected bite "Mmh?! What¡ª!"


    Dhayun laughed seeing his face "See? You love my food."


    Brandon coughed and gently swallowed before glaring at her "I swear to god, I''m going to kill you."


    Dhayun leaned on the table, resting her chin in her palm. "Aw, you''re so dramatic, Woonie."


    "Don''t call me that..."


    "Ehhh, why?"


    "It feels weird."


    "Now that I think of it, you haven''t call me Noona. Call me Noona."


    "No."


    "Come on..."


    "No."


    "Please."


    "No."


    "Fuck you."


    -_- The three women across the table stared at her blanky.


    ---


    After finishing their meals, Elena, Eira, and Calistra excused themselves, heading back toward their classrooms, leaving Brandon alone with Dhayun.


    As they walked through the academy hallways, the late afternoon light filtered through the large, arched windows, casting long, golden streaks along the polished floors.


    Students moved past them, some still throwing occasional glances at the pair.


    Dhayun didn''t seem to care and turned her head slightly as her eyes flickering over him before she finally spoke.


    "How''s it going in the academy? It must be strange for you¡­"


    Brandon exhaled and shoved his hands into his pockets as he nodded. "Mhm¡­ It''s weird, but I think I''ll get used to it soon."


    It only has been a few days since he found himself thrown into this whole mess.


    It was overwhelming at first, but he was slowly starting to adapt.


    The training is a pain, the stares were constant, and the expectations placed on him were ridiculously high¡­ but somehow, he was pushing through.


    Dhayun let out a small chuckle and a fond look crossed her face "You know, I was seriously shocked when I saw you in the training today. Like, I thought I was hallucinating or something."


    Brandon gave her a sidelong glance "You recognized me instantly?"


    She scoffed "Of course. How could I not? I mean, sure, you look a little different now... taller, stronger, not as scrawny as before¡­"


    She smirked, eyeing him up and down. "¡­But you still have that same grumpy-ass expression. Like the whole world annoys you."


    Her expression softened as she continued "Honestly though¡­ I never expected to see you here. After everything, I figured you''d be living a normal life somewhere, not throwing yourself into this kind of insanity."


    Brandon fell silent for a moment, his gaze drifting to the side as they walked past a group of students.


    He hadn''t exactly planned for any of this either.


    Just a few days ago, he was an ordinary college student... but now?


    "¡­Yeah, well. Life doesn''t always go the way we expect it to."


    "Mhm, that''s true."

 Chapter 40 - 40: Some time with Dhayun [2]

    Spotting an empty bench under a tall oak tree near the fountain, Brandon gestured toward it "Let''s sit for a bit."


    Dhayun shrugged casually "Fine by me. Not like I have anything better to do."


    They sat down as the cool breeze rustled through the leaves above them.


    With a sigh, Dhayun spoke "By the way, be careful in the Academy, not to create any commotion."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Commotion?"


    With a nod, she spoke "Trust me, I''ve been here long enough. Girls either wanna crush you or claim you, especially since you''re the only guy who can use ether."


    "So they will come at you often. Especially these rich kids and the women from these great families."


    Brandon let out a deep sigh "That sounds exhausting."


    With a chuckle, she replied "Which is why I''m so glad I got to you first. Now they all have to deal with the fact that you already have a hot, badass childhood friend watching your back."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "¡­Hot?"


    Dhayun flipped her violet hair dramatically "Obviously."


    Brandon genuinely considered punching her again.


    Dhayun''s expression turned a little more serious "But in all honesty¡­ you should be careful. There are people in this academy who won''t be happy that you''re here. And I don''t just mean the jealous noble brats."


    Brandon glanced at her "¡­You know something?"


    Dhayun hesitated for a second, then sighed "Not much. But let''s just say that some people have a vested interest in keeping things the way they are. And you?"


    She nudged his side "You''re a problem for them."


    Brandon exhaled slowly. He already knew that.


    He was disrupting things, even if he didn''t mean to.


    "¡­I can handle myself."


    Dhayun looked at him for a moment before patting his head "Yeah, I know. But that doesn''t mean I won''t kick some asses for you if necessary."


    Leaning back against the bench, Dhayun stretched her arms over her head before tilting her head toward him "So, tell me. How the hell did you end up here?"


    With a nod, he replied "¡­I stumbled into a rupture."


    Dhayun blinked "Huh?"


    "Yeah. One second, I was just¡­ jogging. Next second, I was in a rupture."


    Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Wait¡­ so, did you awaken inside the rupture?"


    Brandon nodded.


    Dhayun''s frown deepened "I see..."


    Brandon leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees "Honestly, I didn''t have much of a choice. Once I came out of that rupture, my whole life flipped upside down."


    "Suddenly, I was an awakener... the only male one, at that. They threw me into this academy before I could even process it."


    She patted his head again "I see, you are doing you best huh..."


    "I saw you training, earlier. You looked pretty good out there."


    She leaned back, crossing her legs "Still, you must be under a lot of pressure. You''re literally the first and only guy to awaken. That means all eyes are on you."


    Brandon exhaled deeply "You have no idea."


    Dhayun''s eyes softened in affection as she leaned on him resting her head on his shoulder "No matter how much this academy tries to shove its rules, its expectations, and its bullshit down your throat..."


    She poked his chest gently "You''re still Baek Taewon. You''re still that stubborn little brat who refused to go down no matter how many times I kicked his ass in sparring."


    Brandon chuckled, shaking his head.


    The two of them sat in comfortable silence for a moment.


    The wind rustled through the trees, carrying the distant sounds of students training, chatting, and laughing.


    Eventually, Dhayun broke the silence.


    "Hey, you ever think about what would''ve happened if you never awakened?"


    Brandon glanced at her "Hm?"


    Dhayun looked up at the sky "Like¡­ if that rupture never opened up under your feet. If you never ended up here. What do you think you''d be doing right now?"


    Brandon leaned back against the bench, thinking about it.


    He could picture it... a normal life. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Maybe he''d still be in college, still worrying about assignments and exams.


    Maybe he''d be hanging out with friends, playing games, wasting time on meaningless things.


    Maybe he''d still be figuring out what the hell he wanted to do with his future, but at least he wouldn''t be dealing with all of¡­ this.


    "I don''t know, Maybe I''d just be another guy, living a normal life."


    Dhayun hummed "Sounds boring. I am glad you awakened because I can finally meet you..."


    "You moved away from Korea randomly not even giving me your contact information."


    "Oh, now that I think of it.. gimme your contact info."


    With a nod, he took hi mobile from his pocket and Dhayun saw that there are some cracks on his mobile screen.


    "Hm? The hell happened to your mobile? Your Aunt is not taking care of you now? She doted you so much though..."


    With a shake of his head, he replied "No.. this got damaged in the rupture.. Need to buy one tomorrow."


    "Oh, I see."


    She reached over without asking and took his phone from his hand.


    Brandon didn''t protest, just watched as she squinted at the cracked screen, tapping a few times before handing it back to him.


    "There. I added my number."


    Brandon glanced down at the screen. Her contact name was saved as "Dhayun Noona????????".


    His lips twitched. "Seriously?"


    Dhayun just grinned "What? You always called me Noona when we were kids. Don''t tell me you suddenly forgot?"


    Brandon rolled his eyes but didn''t bother changing it.


    Instead, he saved it and slid his phone back into his pocket "Happy now?"


    Dhayun hummed "Very."


    Brandon shook his head, but despite himself, he didn''t really mind.


    It felt¡­ nice. Having someone by his side again.


    Even if she was a little annoying.


    She tilted her head and looked at him for a moment before sighing "Come here."


    Brandon blinked. "What?"


    Without waiting for his response, she reached out and grabbed the back of his head, pulling him down toward her shoulder.


    His forehead bumped lightly against her collarbone, and before he could protest, she had already adjusted, resting his head against her.


    "What the hell are you¡ª"


    "Shh." She murmured, her voice softer than before. "Just relax for a second."


    Brandon exhaled slowly and his body instinctively eased at her warmth.


    It felt¡­ familiar. Too familiar. Like a memory he hadn''t realized he was missing.


    Dhayun continued running her fingers through his hair, lulling him into a strange sense of calm.


    But of course, the moment of peace couldn''t last too long.


    His eyes flicked downward, and he suddenly remembered something.


    Without warning, he poked her chest with his finger, making her jolt slightly "Oh, Did you always have these? You have really grown big."


    Looking at this, Dhayun''s lips twitched "You can''t just poke a girl''s chest like that, idiot."


    Brandon leaned back with an innocent look "I was just checking. You definitely didn''t have these back in Korea. What are you now, a D-cup?"


    Dhayun let out a slow breath, as if debating whether to murder him or not.


    But she casually crossed her arms below her breasts, pushing them up slightly "Hah, as if. Try bigger."


    "No way..."


    "Yes way."


    "Hoh..." Curiosity got the better of him as he shamelessly reached out and cupped her chest with both hands.


    Dhayun flinched slightly but then she let out a chuckle "Hah? Satisfied? They are E cup."


    Brandon experimentally gave a squeeze "...Damn, these are real?"


    Her eyes twitched in frustration "Of course they''re real. What, you think I stuffed my shirt?"


    Brandon squeezed again, slightly firmer this time, as if testing the weight "I see... I am quite surprised. Didn''t expect a brute like you to have such soft boobs."


    Dhayun let out a sigh and flicked his forehead "Excuse me?"


    Brandon rubbed his forehead with one hand while keeping the other very much occupied "Stop that..."


    Looking at him shamelessly groping her she tilted her head "When did you become such a litttle perv."


    After getting a good feel of her breasts, he let go of them and leaned down lying his head on her lap.


    He adjusted slightly and she gently ran his fingers through his hair.


    With a teasing smile, she asked "So how does it feel to grab some tits for the first time in your life."


    Hm? Looking at her, he raised an eyebrow "I had a girlfriend before... so, not my first."


    Oh?


    Dhayun''s hand stopped for a second before she continued patting his head "Had? You broke up with her?"


    "Well, its a long story.. nevermind, its actually short."


    "Hahaha... tell me."


    ---


    A/n: Dont forget to send powerstones, golden tickets oh also you can send gifts and popularity points

 Chapter 41 - 41: A video call

    The evening air was cool and crisp with the lingering scent of leaves and the faintest hint of rain from earlier that day.


    The pathways outside of the academy grounds were quieter now.


    Brandon was holding Ravene''s hand as they continued walking through the pathway.


    She let out a soft hum, squeezing his arm before hugging it closer to her chest and pressed against him with a pleased sigh "Mm¡­ you''re warm."


    Brandon glanced at her as a smile appeared on her lips "And you''re clingy like a leech."


    She raised her hand and pinched his cheek "Leech? Excuse you, I am far more graceful than some slimy little bloodsucker."


    As she spoke, she removed the top buttons of her shirt and showed the hickey marks and bite marks he gave her yesterday night.


    Brandon smiled and reached out, gently squeezing her breast.


    Ravene was surprised and looked around to check if anyone is there "Idiot, not outside..."


    Brandon leaned down, bringing his lips dangerously close to her ear as he murmured, "What? Getting shy all of a sudden?"


    She glared at him, but the faint blush on her face told a different story "Still an idiot..."


    He chuckled and reached up to tug at one of her loose strands of hair "Alright, alright, I''ll behave."


    She narrowed her eyes at him "Liar..."


    As they continued walking, the lamps lining the pathway flickered on, casting a soft golden glow over them.


    The world felt quieter here, away from the noise of the academy, just the sound of their footsteps and the rustling of the trees in the evening breeze.


    They finally reached the house and Ravene entered in first.


    As he was about to hug her, Ravene removed her lab coat and threw it on his face.


    The fabric covered his vision for a moment, and he instinctively caught it before pulling it down "Really?"


    Ravene, already kicked off her shoes and shot him a knowing glance over her shoulder "Don''t just jump on me the moment we step inside. Go freshen up and change your clothes first."


    Brandon let out a small chuckle and casually lifted the lab coat to his nose, inhaling her faint scent.


    It carried a mixture of her perfume, the subtle warmth of her skin, and the sterile yet oddly comforting scent of the academy labs "Yes, ma''am."


    Ravene rolled her eyes seeing him sniffing her lab coat and pointed her finger toward the hallway "Hurry up. I''ll prepare some snacks and tea."


    Brandon didn''t argue and watched as she walked toward the kitchen, already tying her hair back into a loose ponytail.


    He exhaled softly before heading toward his room.


    He took off his uniform jacket, then his shirt, glancing at himself in the mirror briefly before stepping into the bathroom.


    Once he was done, he stepped out of the shower, dried off, and changed into a fresh set of clothes, something more comfortable.


    A simple T-shirt and sweatpants, nothing fancy, but it felt much better than the stiff academy uniform.


    As he made his way to the kitchen, he leaned against the doorway, watching Ravene from behind.


    She was carefully pouring tea into two cups and her sleeves were rolled up.


    Brandon tilted his head slightly before walking up behind her.


    Without a word, he slid his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest.


    Ravene stiffened for a second but quickly relaxed with a sigh "I literally told you not to jump on me the moment we got inside."


    Brandon rested his chin on her shoulder "I waited. I showered. I changed. I followed instructions."


    She let out a small scoff "Barely."


    He chuckled, nuzzling against her neck just slightly "You smell nice."


    She swatted his arm lightly "Stop distracting me. The tea is hot, and if you make me spill it, I''m making you drink it off the floor."


    Brandon hummed in amusement and pressed a small kiss against her neck, right below her ear.


    Ravene''s breath hitched slightly, but she quickly masked it "Brandon."


    "Mhm?"


    "Go sit down."


    With one last squeeze around her waist, he finally let her go adn took his seat at the couch in the living area.


    She turned around, shaking her head at him, but there was a soft smile on her lips as she placed the tea and snacks in front of him.


    Brandon picked up his cup and took a sip, savoring the taste. "Great."


    Ravene smiled gently and moved toward her room to change her clothes.


    At this time, Brandon felt his mobile vibrate, and he took it from his pocket.


    Looking at the name displayed on the mobile,e he smiled dryly before picking it up.


    It was a video call.


    "Woonie~"


    Looking at the excited smile on Dhayun''s face Brandon let out a chuckle "Dhayun..."


    "Eh, Call me Noona..."


    "No..."


    Pouting her lips, Dhayun rolled on the bed "Eh, Why are you stubborn. Anyway... you are back in your Aunt''s home now?"


    "Yeah.."


    With a nod, he showed the cup of tea and spoke "I was just having tea..."


    "Oh, I see I see... That''s so unfair."


    Taking a sip of his tea, he asked "What''s so unfair about it?"


    Dhayun huffed "Because! I could have been living with you instead. We could have been awesome roommates. But noooo, instead, you''re shacked up with some chick named Ravene. What''s she like? Is she cute?"


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "Yeah, she is hot."


    Dhayun plopped the mobile on her pillow "A hot woman with a pervet like you? The hell will break loose."


    Before Brandon could speak any further, the sound of footsteps approached him.


    He glanced up just in time to see Ravene walking back into the room.


    She had changed into a loose, off-shoulder sweater and a pair of shorts.


    Dhayun must have noticed his eyes shifting, "Oh my god, she''s there, isn''t she?"


    She pointed at the screen "Put her on. I wanna see her."


    Hearing a woman''s voice from his mobile, Ravene raised an eyebrow "What is it, Kael?"


    Brandon turned his phone slightly toward her "Dhayun wants to meet you."


    Ravene blinked before walking over, leaning just enough to see the screen.


    Dhayun immediately gasped "Holy crap, she''s hot."


    Hm? Ravene was surprised and gently sat beside Brandon on the couch "Now who is this?"


    Looking at the beautiful woman on the screen, Ravene''s eyes squinted ''Body mutation?''


    Brandon introduced her "This is-"


    "Wait, wait.. I will introduce myself."


    With a slight cough, Dhayun sat on her bed "Hi Aunty, I am Han Dhayun, his childhood friend when he was back in Korea."


    Hm? Ravene remembered Elize and Brandon lived in Korea when he was young "Oh I see... his childhood friend hmm."


    Brandon took another sip of his tea, and Ravene also took her tea from the table and began to drink it.


    Ravene, shifted slightly closer and wrapped her arm around his shoulder, pressing her body more snugly against his side.


    Brandon blinked and glanced at ravene in the corner of his eye ''Don''t tell me...''


    Leaning her head on his shoulder, Ravene asked "So, tell me about this childhood friend of yours, Kael." Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Dhayun leaned closer to the camera and spoke "I am the one who was babysitting him, taking care of him and trained him in fight."


    Brandon looked at her blankly "You did not."


    Dhayun just let out her tongue "Shut up, Woonie."


    Brandon let out a deep sigh "Please don''t call me that in front of Aunt Rave."


    Hearing this, Dhayun grinned "What? Woonie?"


    He shot her a deadpan look.


    Ravene, meanwhile, turned to him with mild amusement. "Woonie?"


    He shook his head gently "Ignore her."


    Ravene leaned slightly closer to Brandon''s ear and murmured, "Woonie~"


    As she uttered, she gently kissed his ear, making him shiver slightly.


    E-Eh? Dhayun was quite dumbfounded seeing their closeness "Uh..."


    Ravene moved her leg on the couch, intertwining her leg with him as her other hand rested on his chest "Seems like you and Dhayun were close."


    Taking another sip of his tea, Brandon nodded his head "Yeah..."


    Meanwhile, Dhayun stared at her phone in confusion ''Is she like a sexy woman seducing him.. aren''t they too close?''


    But he also seemed comfortable even though she was clinging to him that much.


    A strange feeling settled in her heart.. but she quickly pushed it away.


    With a little awkwardness she muttered "Anyway, I just called to check in. I''ll see you soon, Woonie~."


    "Stop calling me that."


    Dhayun cackled "Never."


    With that, the call ended, and he placed the phone down.


    "Haa.. she is exhausting."


    He turned his head to look at Ravene and smiled dryly "And I can see that you are completely jealous."


    Ravene looked at him as her fingers still lazily traced patterns against his chest.


    "Jealous?"


    "Yeah. You totally were."


    Her lips curved into a slow smile. "Was I?"


    "Uh-huh."


    Placing the half emptied teacup down, she took his cup from his hand and placed it on the table.


    "Ofcourse I was..."


    Pushing his down on the couch, she brought her lips down to kiss him...

 Chapter 42 - 42: First time [1]*

    Brandon barely had a second to process her words before he felt himself being pushed down onto the couch.


    The warm weight of Ravene settled over him as her hair fell in soft waves around them as she lowered herself and her lips claiming his lips.


    The kiss was slow at first like it was teasing as her lips barely pressed against his.


    Then, in the next instant, she deepened it and her body pressed closer as her hands smoothed over his chest.


    Brandon let out a quiet hum of satisfaction and his hands instinctively found their way to her waist.


    She pulled back slightly, just enough to whisper against his lips, "So, did you kiss her? You pervert?"


    Brandon smiled dryly "I did not."


    Her smile widened as she pressed another kiss "Are you sure?"


    "Mhm..."


    "She said that she was your childhood friend, did you love her back then? Is she your first love?" S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle and she pecked his lips "Don''t laugh, tell me..."


    Shaking his head, he replied "No..."


    "No?"


    "No."


    "So, she liked you, but you didn''t like her?"


    "Nothng like that..."


    Her eyes narrowed slightly "I see, I will believe that... you should know that you are mine, Little Kael."


    Brandon chuckled, brushing a thumb over her cheek "Good to know."


    Then, in one swift movement, he shifted, pushing off the couch and scooping her up effortlessly.


    "¡ªBrandon?!" Ravene barely had time to react before she found herself being carried toward the bedroom and her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.


    "Wha¡ª"


    Before she could protest, he tossed her down onto the bed and her body bouncing slightly against the soft mattress.


    Eh?


    Brandon quickly pulled up his t-shirt, revealing his physique and Ravene''s gaze moved toward his abs and chest.


    "W-Wait.. Kael..."


    However, Brandon just smiled and got on the bed as he crawled to her "There is no waiting..."


    He pushed her onto the bed and got on top of her as he leaned down, sealing her lips with a kiss.


    Pulling back from the kiss, he lowered his lips to her collarbone and pressed a firm kiss there.


    "Hahaha..." Ravene let out a soft laugh before cupping his jaw and guiding him back to her lips.


    Brandon''s hands moved down, resting on her waist before slipping under her sweater.


    She tensed slightly at the warmth of his palms against her skin, but instead of stopping him, she arched slightly, giving him silent permission to continue.


    Brandon took his time, pushing the fabric up before finally pulling it over her head.


    Tossing it aside, he glanced down at her bountiful breasts and smiled "Aunt Rave."


    He leaned in once more, capturing her lips in another passionate kiss.


    "Mmngh~" She moaned and her back arched as his tongue ran across her bottom lip, asking for entry.


    She immediately complied and parted her lips, allowing him as his tongue intertwined with hers, tasting her rich saliva.


    Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.


    His hands made their way toward her breasts, and he squeezed those mushy buns within his palms.


    "Haangh..." She gasped and broke the kiss as his lips began to move down to her neck.


    "Umngh..." A loud moan escaped her lips and her body shuddered as his tongue ran across the nape of her neck.


    Her eyes gently closed and she bit her lower lip when she felt his tongue glide across her collarbone.


    "Nng.. K-Kael..."


    He smiled against her skin as his lips made their way down to her chest.


    Looking at the well developed breasts in front of him, his eyes crescented in desire and he opened his lips to devour the red nipples.


    Ravene gasped, and her hands flew to her mouth as his tongue flicked her right nipple.


    She let out a low whimper as her fingers twirled in his hair, and she bit her lower lip to contain her moans.


    His tongue circled her nipple tasting the juicy nipple before sucking on it gently.


    "Ohhhh.." She groaned and shut her eyes tightly.


    "Haangh~!B-Both of them..." As waves of pleasure washed over her, she couldn''t help but moan in satisfaction.


    Brandon cupped both of her boobs and as he pressed them together, Ravene could feel the delicate sensation of her nipples brushing against each other.


    *num* Without holding back, he sucked both of the slippery nipples together.


    Ravene''s back arched in pleasure and pressed his head on her boobs "Mmnhg~ Yes.. Suck them harder...."


    He opened his lips and gently bit them as extraordinary pleasure muddled Ravene''s mind and even more love juices began to trickle down from her pussy.


    "Aaangh~~~"


    A muffled moan escaped her lips and Brandon felt her nipples hardening in between his lips and sucked on her skin relishing the raw taste of her skin.


    He continued licking her nipple, rolling his tongue and Ravene''s eyes trembled, her breath hitching by the wet sensation on her sensitive nipple.


    Her hands traveled around his back as she held him close, enjoying the way his moist tongue danced on her nipple. "Mnnghh~~."


    Brandon pulled back his lips and saw her reddened nipples and her boobs raising up and down because of her rapid breathing.


    She looked down at her nipples, which were bright red right now and coated with his saliva.


    Brandon moved down, placing a kiss on her cleavage, and leaning down, he kept placing kisses, reaching her belly button.


    He licked her belly button, rolling his tongue on her smooth abdomen and Ravene''s eyes trembled seeing him lick every part of her body.


    His hands hugged her waist and trailed down to her thighs as he held them gently.


    He gently gripped the waistband of her shorts and pulled it down as she raised her legs for better assistance.


    Looking at her pink panties, he just smiled and tugged at her panties before pulling it down, making her completely naked.


    Ravene was embarrassed and immediately clutched her thighs tightly.


    "Oh come on..."


    He clenched her thighs as his fingers sank into her plump thighs and spread them open to look at her.


    Ravene bit down her lips in embarrassment but she slowly spread her legs in an M shape to show him her pussy hole.


    The color was rich pink with delicate folds of tender flesh and there is not a trace of hair on them.


    A smile appeared on his lips and he leaned forward kissing her inner thighs as the scent of her love juices hit his nose.


    "You are so beautiful, Aunt Rave..."


    He let out his tongue up and down, licking her inner thighs, teasing her with light kisses and nibbles, causing Ravene''s body to flinch and moan in pleasure.


    "Haangh~~ Kael...." Her breathing ragged as he moved his lips closer to her vagina and she could feel his breath hitting her pussy.


    He kissed the pink folds and let out his tongue, kissing her pussy along with the clit.


    "Hmmnghh~~"


    She let out a sweet moan as pleasure surged through her body, feeling his hot tongue licking her juicy hole.


    "Ummngh~~ Kael..."


    With a smile, he nibbled on her clit and Ravene''s eyes trembled in sudden pleasure. "Haaanghh~ Kaelrr~~ uff..."


    He gently slid his tongue in between her folds to taste her rich love juices and feeling his tongue penetrating into her pussy, Ravene''s body arched back.


    "Mnnghh...."


    Brandon''s tongue twirled inside her pussy and he plundered her inner vaginal muscles with his moist tongue.


    Ravene can''t even think straight as her pussy is ravaged by Brandon''s mouth not letting her body rest.


    "Haa.. Haa..."


    She raised her thighs and clutched his head in between her thighs in pleasure.


    "Mnngh..."


    Her mind reeled ''W-What... this feels better than masturbating... his tongue.. holy fuck...''


    "K-Kael.. wait.. I might be..."


    But Brandon didn''t let go and continued eating out her pussy tasting the rich taste of her wet juices.


    Under the relentless assault of his tongue, ravene felt she was reaching the edge and climaxed.


    "Aahnnghhh~~" With a loud moan, Ravene trembled and orgasmed on Brandon''s lips.


    Her whole body trembled from the orgasm and she fell back on the bed with pleased sigh.

 Chapter 43 - 43: First time [2]*

    Looking at Ravene who was taking deep breaths, Brandon''s hard cock throbbed against his pants.


    He hurriedly pulled down his pants and lowered his underwear.


    H-Huh? Ravene was dumbfounded to see his erect dick standing upright and her heartbeat quickened.


    ''S-So.. that''s... I-Isn''t that quite big? A-Are we really going to do it?''


    Seeing his throbbing dick, she knew he wont stop even if she said so and she also doesn''t mind having sex with him.


    Infact she is happy...


    As he moved closer, her gaze trembled "Kael... w-what about condoms? Do you have one? You need to use that right?"


    But Brandon is not in the mood to get some condoms "Aunt Rave.. I don''t have one right now. It must be a safe day for you, right?"


    Nodding her head, she again glimpsed at his dick "It is, with my menstrual cycle... but..."


    "Then it''s good."


    He leaned downward to kiss her, and she raised her arms to cup his cheek "You have grown into such a perverted bastard."


    She again looked at his face "Be gentle, Kael..."


    His gaze softened in affection and he nodded his head "Mhm.. now turn around and show me your ass."


    He grabbed her waist and flipped her upside down on the bed.


    Ravene looked back at him as raised her asscheeks up a little, wiggling them.


    His hand found itself on her juicy fat ass, holding both her ass cheeks, and he started to play with them.


    Slowly, he widened her cheeks where he could see her cute butt hole and her leaking pussy.


    Looking at her tightened cute pink butthole, the desire to rail it with his dick swirled in his mind but he knew now is not the time for it.


    He leaned down, placing a kiss on her spine, and let out his tongue, trailing from her back to her neck.


    Kissing her nape, his tongue glided down again reaching her ass cheeks and Ravene bit her lips in desire.


    He placed kisses on both of her ass cheeks and squished them in his palm looking at the pink hole and her pussy leaking with juices.


    He leaned forward and kissed her and her body responded to his touch as she pressed herself closer to him.


    "Kael..."


    Brandon moved his lips down to her neck as he gently sucked the delicate skin. S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He bent her over the bed and tied both her hands behind her back as he smacked her bouncy butt cheeks.


    "Mnngh~?"


    Her ass rippled in an alluring manner, and he caressed her shapely cheeks as he positioned his cock near her vagina.


    He slowly penetrated her pussy and she let out a long exhalation of pleasure, tightening her pussy to receive his cock.


    "K-Kael..."


    He could feel her trembling pink tender flesh on his dick as the wet juices coated his cock.


    After a brief pause, Brandon slowly slid his cock inside the tight pussy.


    Ravene''s eyebrows quivered as she felt Brandon''s big cock slowly spreading her pussy open and she bit her lips in a mild pain.


    "Haaa..." She let out an exhale, as his huge dick slid even deeper into her pussy.


    At this time, Brandon felt a thin membrane blocking his way.


    Ravene closed her eyes tightly and Brandon pushed deeper, breaking the hymen and taking her virginity.


    "Nnnnghhhh!" Ravene cried in pain as she felt a sharp sensation tear through her body, making the blood flow out of her pussy.


    Pushing its way inside Ravene''s warm flesh, the head of his dick slowly spread the tight pussy.


    Brandon could feel every inch of himself sliding deeper into her and the tightness of her walls gripping him in a way that drove him wild with desire.


    "Uffff..."


    Letting out a grunt, he leaned down, kissing her spine "Aunt Rave..."


    Ravene bit her lips and she could feel his hot dick pulsating within her and the hotness even reached her abdomen.


    Her face was pressed onto the mattress while Brandon drove his dick deep into her vagina.


    "Are you okay.. Aunt Rave..."


    She nodded her head faintly "Y-Yeah.. it doesn''t hurt as I expected it to be."


    He slowly began to move his hips as he thrust his cock in and out of her wet pussy, making her whole body shake while her large breasts were pressing against the bed


    "Haangh~ Mnngh~" Love juices began to splash out from her pussy with each of his thrusts.


    He could feel the tightness of her pussy, enjoying the pleasure it gave.


    By now Ravene''s insides felt more tighter than before, making his cock feel as if it was getting a good massage by her pussy walls.


    "Urghh..."


    He grunted as he looked at her gleaming seductive naked back that had droplets of sweat trickling down towards her ass.


    "Ahhnnggg~"


    He firmly grasped her ass and continued thrusting his cock savoring the mushy insides clenching his rod.


    "Anhhh!?" Ravene couldn''t help but let out a surprised gasp as Brandon suddenly increased the speed of his thrust, and the pleasure began to overcome the pain that she was feeling.


    "Haangh~~ Haangh~~ Kael... Hmmngh~~" She was letting out ceaseless moans under his relentless thrusts.


    "Anghhhh~~ Kael." She let out a loud cry of pleasure as her limbs became numb from pleasure and her eyes shook.


    Her thoughts became blurry and she couldn''t think about anything as the overwhelming pleasure muddled her mind with each thrust of his dick.


    "Angh~! Yeshhh~" Brandon fastened his hip motions as his dick rammed into her wet pussy making her moan again and again.


    As her pussy throbbed, Brandon felt that she was close to orgasm and increased the motion of his hips "Ravene... urgh."


    "Angh~~ Angh~~ Angh~~..."


    With a final full thrust, Ravene''s mind and body reached euphoria.


    *squirt* Her eyes rolled up and she let out her tongue as she squirted love juices from her pussy.


    Brandon also reached his limit and immediately shot his load inside her.


    He pulled his dick out of Ravene''s pussy, who was lying on the bed, and as he took his cock, white cum overflowed from Ravene''s vagina, staining the bed sheets.


    "Haa.. Huff..." She took deep breaths and she could still feel his thick sum splurting inside her.


    Her vision blurred for a second as she lay on the bed, looking up at Brandon with a small, satisfied smile playing at her lips.


    The soft glow of the room cast warm shadows across his face as he leaned down toward her, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek.


    He pressed a light kiss against her cheek and murmured, "Aunt Ravene¡­" his voice filled with a teasing fondness.


    Ravene let out a breathy laugh, still catching her breath as she slowly sat up.


    Her body felt pleasantly warm, a light sheen of sweat clinging to her skin.


    Raising her arms, she gathered her hair into a loose bun, tying it before stretching her arms above her head.


    Brandon sat beside her and his gaze softened as he reached out, gently cupping her cheek.


    His thumb brushed against her skin as he asked, "How do you feel now?"


    She looked at him with a teasing smile "What? After pounding me that hard, you expect me to be okay?"


    Hearing this, Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle and she moved forward, wrapping her arms around his neck.


    "So, this is what sex feels like huh..."


    "Did you like it?"


    "Very much.. though it hurts a bit."


    He hugged her closer, feeling the warmth of her naked body "Mm... since its your first time it will hurt a bit."


    "And we should also buy more condoms."


    She raised her hand and pinched his cheek lightly "Yeah, yeah, a lot of condoms.. idiot."


    He just chuckled nuzzling his face against hers "Ravene..."


    She raised her gaze to look at his face and muttered in a soft tone...


    "I love you, Kael..."

 Chapter 44 - 44: Small bed talk

    "I love you, Kael..."


    Hearing this Brandon was surprised for a second but then his eyes softened and as he opened his lips to reply "I-"


    Before he could say another word, Ravene pressed her fingers lightly against his lips, silencing him.


    She leaned forward to him as she wrapped her hands around his neck.


    "Let me finish..."


    Brandon''s gaze squinted slightly, but then he nodded his head "Okay..."


    Her fingers trailed from his lips to his cheek, cupping his face as her thumb brushed against his skin. "I have loved you for years now..."


    H-Huh? Brandon was takenaback to hear this "... For years."


    Ravene lowered her gaze gently "Mhm... When you were back in High school... I have loved you."


    Brandon''s jaw almost dropped... when he was back in highschool?


    His chest tightened, and his mind raced back to those years¡ªthose memories of her being around, always teasing him, always pushing just enough to fluster him.


    She had always been there, watching over him with a smirk on her lips, acting as if it were all just harmless fun.


    She moved even closer as she looked at him "I mean¡­ you were just so cute. And it was even cuter teasing you with my breasts."


    Brandon''s face heated at the blunt confession.


    Ravene let out a soft, almost nervous laugh. "And before I even realized it¡­ my feelings had already changed."


    Her voice wavered slightly in hesitation...


    She glanced away, gripping the fabric of the sheets loosely between her fingers "I-I mean... like I know I am doing something wrong, like I am an old woman, but you are a m-minor." Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon let out a deep breath, piecing it together.


    Back then, she would''ve been about thirty-eight, while he¡­ he would have been sixteen or seventeen at most.


    Ravene''s voice softened further. "So, I held myself back. I told myself it was nothing, that I was just being stupid.


    Brandon''s fingers twitched slightly, and he had never once thought that she had looked at him like that.


    But then, she said something that completely threw him off.


    "The other reason I held myself back is because I know you were loving someone else at that time..."


    Huh?


    Brandon was confused to hear this as he never loved anyone during high school.


    He loved Yeon during his college, and later they broke up.


    With a shake of his head, he replied "No, Aunt Rave.. I didn''t-"


    "Elize."


    H-Huh? Brandon''s eyes widened slightly in surprise, and his entire body stiffened as a whisper left his lips "What..."


    Looking into his eyes, she smiled softly "You love Elize, right?"


    Brandon''s whole world crumbled and his voice stuttered "I uh... Aunt Elize.. she is... like"


    She gently patted his chest "I know, I know.. Don''t worry. I will keep it a secret."


    She exhaled softly before resting her forehead against his shoulder and her fingers absentmindedly tracing circles against his skin.


    "It''s okay, Kael. You don''t have to say anything. I just wanted you to know..."


    Brandon''s eyes trembled slightly before he hugged her "How do you know.. I love Aunt Elize..."


    With a soft chuckle against his skin, she murmured "I mean, it wasn''t so obvious... I was always watching over my crush.. and when my crush had his eyes on someone''s... I can feel it."


    Ravene tilted her head slightly, brushing her lips near his collarbone and her voice grew softer, almost wistful. "I''ve seen your eyes when you look at Elize¡­ They''re the same eyes that scream love."


    Letting out a deep sigh, he uttered "Don''t tell her... she would be disappointed in me."


    Ravene pulled back slightly, just enough to meet his gaze "I won''t..." she promised, brushing a hand through his hair.


    "But I was really surprised when I learnt that you got a girlfriend in college."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly "Yeah... at that time, I was desperate to get rid of my feelings for Aunt Elize."


    "And when Yeon confessed to me, I quickly accepted it, thinking that it would help me move on from Aunt Elize."


    With a deep breath, he continued "But no matter what I try, I just can''t get rid of my feelings for her."


    Ravene just looked at his face and she can see the emotions in his eyes when he talks about Elizabeth.


    She exhaled softly, brushing her fingers along his cheek before letting them trail down to his shoulder, "You really love her that much, huh?"


    Brandon let out a humorless chuckle, leaning back against the bedframe "Yeah... I do."


    "It''s stupid, right? She''s my guardian, my mentor, and yet..."


    Ravene shook her head, "It''s not stupid, Kael..."


    "Feelings don''t just disappear because they''re inconvenient."


    She squeezed his shoulder gently "Does Elize know?"


    Brandon hesitated and his throat felt dry "I... don''t think so. Or maybe she does, and she''s just ignoring it."


    His lips pressed into a thin line "I don''t want to ruin things between us. She''s always been there for me. She saved me. If she knew how I really feel, she might..."


    Ravene understood that he is afraid of losing Elize and ruining the current relationship between them.


    She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder "Love is messy, Kael. You can''t always control it."


    "Look at me now, I am loving my friend''s.. friend''s son... hahaha, how ridiculous is that?"


    He leaned forward and gently kissed her lips.


    Ravene sighed softly into the kiss, her fingers instinctively curling around his arm.


    She shifted slightly, tilting her head as she deepened the kiss and her lips parted just enough to allow her to tease his lower lip with a gentle nibble.


    Pulling pack from the kiss, he gently raised his hand and squeezed her breast "Another round?"


    She sulked her lips and shot him a look "Oh God, no... you pervert.. maybe later, my lower part still aches a bit."


    He just chuckled and nuzzled his face against her hair "Mhm... alright, alright," he murmured, inhaling the faint scent of her hair. "What about dinner?"


    "We can order something... wanna watch a movie tonight, tomorrow is a weekend anyway."


    "Mhm.."


    ---


    "Haangh~ Aangh~ Kael...."


    With her face being pressed against the wall, Ravene moaned loudly as Brandon continued ramming his cock against her pink pussy.


    "Aunt Rave..."


    Grunting her name in pleasure, Brandon raised her left thigh and moved it over the table as he grabbed her waist and pushed his dick even further.


    "Ugghh~" Ravene let out a throaty moan as she felt the tip of his cock hit deep inside and Brandon also sighed in pleasure as her pussy clenched his cock in a different way in this position.


    His fingers tightly clutched her fruity ass as the warmth of her pink pussy melted his hard dick.


    *pakh* Ravene''s eyes rolled out as she felt her mind flying and she leaned on the wall flatly.


    She let out her tongue and continued to moan freely....


    "Kael.."


    "Kael..."


    "Aaanghhhhhhh~"

 Chapter 45 - 45: Shopping with Ravene [1]

    Next day morning-


    A sleepy groan escaped Ravene''s lips as she slowly stirred from sleep and her body shifted slightly beneath the covers.


    The warm golden rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room.


    "I hate you..." she grumbled and her voice is still laced with drowsiness as she nudged Brandon''s shoulder.


    Brandon, who was lying beside her with his arm draped lazily over his forehead, opened an eye before chuckling "Morning to you too."


    Ravene pouted, burying her face in her pillow for a moment before rolling onto her back with a dramatic sigh "Bastard... it still hurts¡­"


    Brandon sat up, rubbing the back of his head as he glanced down at her "I mean, you did ask for more¡­"


    She shot him a glare, reaching out to weakly slap his arm. "Idiot."


    He let out another chuckle, catching her wrist before lacing their fingers together "I warned you,"


    Ravene groaned again before shifting under the blanket, sneaking a glance at her lower half.


    Seeing the faint redness on her skin, she muttered, "Ugh... I''m sore."


    "You are the one cooking today for this."


    Brandon hummed, pressing a soft kiss against her shoulder before pulling away "Alright..."


    Ravene let out a tired sigh as she reluctantly pushed herself up from the bed.


    She stretched her arms above her head, rolling her shoulders before glancing at Brandon, who was watching her with that smile of his.


    She swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up... only to immediately wince.


    Brandon quickly moved close to her "You okay?"


    Ravene shot him a half-hearted glare before sighing "Shower. Now. Let''s go."


    He stood up, stretching his arms lazily. "You need help getting there, old lady?"


    Before he could blink, a pillow smacked him straight in the face "Call me old again, and you''re sleeping on the floor," she huffed before walking toward the bathroom, making sure to sway her hips just enough to be teasing.


    Brandon shook his head with a grin before following her.


    ---


    The warm steam curled around them as the shower ran.


    Ravene stood under the spray, letting the heat soothe her sore muscles.


    She closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the sensation, until she felt hands encircle her waist.


    "You better behave," she murmured without opening her eyes.


    Brandon hummed against her ear "No..."


    She let out a small sigh but didn''t push him away as he carefully rubbed her shoulders, easing out the tension.


    After a moment, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against the side of her neck "Better?"


    Ravene exhaled, relaxing slightly "Mhm¡­"


    "Good." He reached for the shampoo bottle and lathered some onto his hands before gently massaging it into her hair.


    She blinked, surprised at the gesture "Oh? Taking care of me now, are you?"


    "Well, I did overwork you."


    She chuckled but let herself enjoy the moment, tilting her head slightly as his fingers moved through her hair.


    ---


    Ravene walked into the kitchen, wrapped in an oversized robe, still drying her hair, while Brandon was already by the stove.


    She paused, watching him as he cracked some eggs into a pan "Wait¡­ you''re cooking? I said that for fun."


    Brandon turned to her with an innocent expression "You looked like you were about to collapse, so I took over."


    Ravene leaned against the counter, watching as he flipped the eggs "Since when do you know how to cook?"


    "Well, Aunt Elize taught me some..."


    Crossing her arms she asked "What''s on the menu, then?"


    "Omelet, toast, and coffee. Simple."


    Ravene let out a pleased hum "Not bad. You do have some redeeming qualities." S§×ar?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He glanced at her and chuckled. "You sure? Because last night, you said¡ª"


    She immediately grabbed a dish towel and smacked him with it "Shut up and cook."


    "Yes, ma''am."


    Brandon chuckled as he dodged another playful swat of the dish towel and returned his focus to the stove.


    The eggs sizzled in the pan as the rich aroma of butter and spices filled the kitchen.


    She hopped onto a stool, drumming her fingers against the marble surface "So Elize taught you how to cook?"


    Brandon nodded, reaching for a plate "Yeah. She used to say, ''A man who can''t cook isn''t a man at all.''" He scooped the omelet onto the dish before adding some toast on the side.


    With a chuckle Ravene replied "Sounds like her."


    Brandon poured a fresh cup of coffee, setting it beside the plate before sliding it toward her "There. Breakfast is served."


    "Thankyou..."


    Ravene smiled before picking up the fork and taking a bite.


    The moment the flavors hit her tongue, she blinked in mild surprise. "Oh¡­ This is actually good."


    He slid onto the stool beside her, taking a sip of his own coffee.


    "Hmm... what''s the plan for the day."


    ---


    As the garage door slowly slid open, the sleek black silhouette of the Porsche 911 came into view.


    Brandon''s eyes widened slightly as he looked at the sight of the luxury car "Woah¡­ You got a Porsche 911?"


    Ravene, standing beside him, tilted her head slightly in confusion. "Eh? Is that what it''s called?"


    She pursed her lips before shrugging nonchalantly "I don''t really know. I bought it because it looked cool."


    Brandon blinked at her "You bought a Porsche¡­ because it looked cool?"


    "What? I liked the shape. It''s fast and stylish. That''s all that matters, right?"


    Brandon exhaled, shaking his head in mild exasperation "Right. Who cares about specs when it''s just about looking good?"


    "Exactly,"


    As she tossed him the keys, he caught them mid-air and raised an eyebrow. "You''re letting me drive?"


    Ravene gave him a playful look before slipping on her sunglasses "Well, someone has to. I''m feeling lazy today, and besides¡­"


    She leaned in slightly, tapping a finger against his chest "I know you wanna get behind the wheel."


    With a chuckle, he walked to the driver''s side door "Sure I do."


    "Then quit talking and get in, Woonie," she teased before strutting over to the passenger seat.


    Brandon shook his head helplessly as he opened the driver''s side door, and slid into the seat.


    As he adjusted his position and gripped the wheel, he glanced at Ravene, who had already made herself comfortable in the passenger seat.


    "Now that I think of it..." Brandon mused, inserting the key into the ignition and pressing the start button.


    The car hummed and the low purr of the engine vibrated through the dashboard


    "Where are we going for shopping? I don''t know the way. Can we use maps?"


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "Don''t worry, I will tell the way and we are going to the Solvyrn city.. also called the city of the women."


    Huh? He looked at her blankly "City of women?"


    With a nod, she replied "Mhm. Solvyrn City is an enormous district built specifically for the students of Solvyrn Academy. It''s where they can relax, shop, and get everything they need without leaving their comfort zone."


    "And everyone of them in that city is women... well the students are all women after all."


    -_- How can I get my stuff in a city designed for women?


    What about clothes, underwear, shoes and stuff?


    Brandon faacepalmed himself and gripped the steering wheel tighter "So what you''re telling me is¡­ I''m going to be the only guy in a massive city filled with thousands of women?"


    "Uh-huh."


    "¡­And you don''t see anything wrong with that?"


    Ravene placed a thoughtful finger on her lips before shaking her head "Nope."


    "This is a terrible idea."


    *vroom* *vroom*


    ---


    The drive to Solvyrn City was surprisingly smooth as Brandon drove down the road easily.


    Ravene, on the other hand, was completely relaxed in the passenger seat.


    She had kicked off her shoes, resting one leg on the dashboard as she absentmindedly scrolled through her phone.


    Every now and then, she''d hum along to the soft music playing through the speakers, clearly enjoying the ride.


    After nearly an hour, Brandon noticed the surroundings begin to change.


    The roads became sleeker and soon, the cityscape of Solvyrn came into view.


    Tall, elegant buildings stretched into the sky, many of them adorned with intricate designs and banners bearing the emblem of Solvyrn Academy.


    Wide, pristine streets were lined with boutique stores, cozy caf¨¦s, bookstores, and vibrant shopping centers, all meticulously maintained.


    But what truly stood out was the people.


    Everywhere Brandon looked, there were only women.


    Elegant young women dressed in academy uniforms strolled along the sidewalks, chatting with their friends.


    Others wore stylish casual outfits, shopping bags in hand as they hopped from one boutique to another.


    Some sat in outdoor caf¨¦s, sipping lattes or flipping through books.


    It was literally a city of women.


    Brandon instinctively gripped the wheel tighter "This is insane¡­"


    Ravene snickered "Told you."


    "Okay, let''s just get this over with. Where am I supposed to park?"


    "Over there," she pointed toward an underground parking lot attached to a massive shopping center.


    "That''s the Solvyrn Emporium¡ªone of the biggest malls in the city. You''ll find everything you need there."


    Brandon maneuvered the car into the underground lot, smoothly pulling into an empty space.


    The moment he turned off the engine, he sighed "I can already tell this is gonna be weird."


    Ravene just chuckled "Come on, it''ll be fun."


    ---


    A/n: Dont forget 100 powerstones target this week for extra chapter :)

 Chapter 46 - 46: Shopping [2]

    They stepped out of the car, and Brandon took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself.


    As they walked toward the escalators leading into the mall, he could already feel the weight of stares.


    Hundreds of women were walking around, and the moment they spotted him, their conversations slowed.


    Some openly stared, others whispered to their friends, and a few even stole quick glances before pretending to act normal.


    Brandon let out a soft sigh "Yeah. This was a bad idea."


    Ravene chuckled, looping her arm through his "Don''t worry, Kael. Just act natural."


    The moment they stepped into the mall, Brandon was hit by just how extravagant the place was.


    The interior was grand, with sleek marble floors, cascading chandeliers, and luxurious storefronts displaying everything from high-end fashion to rare books.


    The air smelled of expensive perfumes and fresh coffee, and the distant hum of chatter filled the space.


    But, once again... all of the shoppers were women.


    Brandon looked around "Alright¡­ let''s just find the men''s section."


    Ravene looked at him with amusement "Oh, sweetie¡­"


    Hm? Brandon frowned "¡­What?"


    "There is no men''s section."


    "This place was built exclusively for the academy students. Every store, every brand, every clothing line... it''s all catered to women."


    Brandon gave her a blank look "Are you for real now?"


    Ravene shrugged playfully "I thought it''d be funny."


    Looking at his face, Ravene let out a chuckle "Hahaha, I was just kidding. Come with me..."


    She pulled him and walked into the elevator.


    As the elevator''s door opened, there were some young women inside it.


    Some of them who were about to step out stopped and stayed inside.


    Looking at Brandon, some were surprised, while some were flustered and looked away.


    -_-


    Brandon sighed in his heart before stepping in, and the women moved a little, giving him some space.


    Ravene moved forward and clicked to go to the 19th floor.


    As the lift went up, the women beside him shifted slightly, throwing him curious glances.


    As he was standing there awkwardly, one woman boldly moved close to him and muttered in a soft tone "Um..."


    Hm? Brandon glanced at the young woman, probably around his age, with shoulder-length brown hair and bright violet eyes.


    She looked a little nervous, but there was also a flicker of excitement in her gaze.


    He smiled faintly "Hi..."


    Seeing his smile, she was a bit excited and hurriedly took her mobile "Um¡­ Mr. Brandon, can we¡­ c-can we take a selfie?" she asked in a soft tone, clutching her phone in both hands like she was afraid he''d say no.


    EH?


    Brandon was dumbfounded, but then he realised, as the only male awakener... he must be famous so...


    With a nod, he agreed "Yeah, sure..."


    The moment he agreed, the young woman''s eyes sparkled with excitement, and she quickly unlocked her phone, moving in beside him.


    As she lifted the device, he leaned in slightly, offering a casual yet friendly smile.


    She hesitated for a second before quickly snapping the photo.


    That was when the dam broke.


    The other women in the elevator looked at each other.


    At first, they were shy¡ªbut the second they saw someone else take the initiative, they realized that this was a rare opportunity.


    And they weren''t going to waste it.


    "Uh, can I also get a selfie?"


    "Me too!" Another chimed in.


    "Wait... hold on, I want one as well."


    "Oh my god, he''s even more handsome up close¡ªcan I get a picture?"


    Within seconds, the once-quiet elevator erupted into a frenzy.


    Phones were pulled out, screens flickered, and excited murmurs spread through the confined space.


    Ravene, on the other hand, was enjoying every second of it.


    She leaned against the elevator wall, barely suppressing her laughter.


    By the time the elevator reached the 19th floor, Brandon had already posed for a dozen photos.


    As soon as the doors slid open, he didn''t hesitate.


    "Alright, let''s go," he muttered, grabbing Ravene''s wrist and dragging her out.


    A few of the girls tried to follow, but before they could take a step forward, the elevator doors closed behind them, leaving them inside.


    "Oh my god, he actually took pictures with us¡ª"


    "He smells really nice¡ª"


    "I can''t believe I met him in person!"


    Brandon let out a long sigh, running a hand through his hair as he turned to Ravene.


    "That escalated quickly..."


    "Hahaha..." But Ravene couldn''t control her laugh anymore and burst out laughing.


    Seeing this, his lips twitched and he gave a smack on her ass "Stop laughing..."


    "Angh...."


    Ravene let out a yelp before chuckling and leaning into him, resting her head against his arm.


    "Hahaha..."


    Finally stopping her laugh, She hugged his arm "Come on, let''s go..."


    She pulled him along, weaving through the crowd as they made their way deeper into that floor.


    Soon, they stopped in front of a sleek, modern-looking store with large glass windows showcasing high-end clothing.


    Brandon stared at the glowing sign above the entrance and his jaw almost dropped.


    ''The fuck? ''Brandon''s Exclusive Store''?''


    Ravene chuckled beside him, "Surprised? The Headmistress arranged for a few special shops like this in the district, just for you."


    "You''re kind of a big deal, you know? The first male awakener, the only guy in Solvyrn, and apparently, someone worth giving their own damn store."


    Brandon smiled dryly "This is ridiculous."


    Ravene couldn''t help but chuckle "Oh, come on, you''re getting VIP treatment."


    With a deep sigh, he muttered "Let''s just get this over with."


    With that, he pushed the glass door open, stepping inside.


    And the second he took another step forward, a voice rang out.


    "Welcome to¡ªoh! M-Mr. Brandon!"


    Brandon turned back to look at the attendant as she rushed toward him.


    A few other employees, all women, turned their heads toward him and their eyes widened in recognition.


    "It''s an honor to have you here!" the woman greeted, bowing slightly.


    "My name is Celise, and I''ll be assisting you today."


    With a nod, he smiled faintly "Thanks..."


    Celise''s smile brightened "The store has been specifically stocked with attire tailored for your needs¡ªcombat wear, casual clothing, formal outfits, accessories¡ªeverything is customized with the finest materials for maximum efficiency and comfort."


    Brandon turned to Ravene with an exasperated look "Did they seriously go this far?"


    Ravene shrugged casually "Told you. VIP treatment."


    Celise clasped her hands together "Would you like a personal tour of the selections, or do you prefer browsing at your own pace?"


    With a soft nod, he replied. "I think I''ll just look around for now."


    "Of course! Please don''t hesitate to call for assistance."


    With that, she stepped back, allowing him space to browse.


    He moved toward one of the clothing racks and ran his fingers over the fabric.


    The quality was insane... light, durable, yet soft to the touch.


    Ravene casually walked beside him, picking up a stylish leather jacket "Ooooh, this one would look good on you. We can pack it up."


    With a thoughtful look, she spoke "Hm? What else do you need? Clothes for training, some casual stuff, maybe a suit in case of formal events... oh, and definitely some better combat gear." S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon let out a sigh "Right. Let''s just grab what we need and get out of here before another crowd forms outside."


    "Too late," Ravene said, glancing toward the window.


    Brandon followed her gaze and saw a small group of women gathered outside, peering curiously through the glass.


    "I hate this city..."


    *whiizzz* As he turned his head, suddenly a sharp sound echoed through the air, and a sleek golden bullet slithered through the glass... straight to his face.


    His eyes shrank in utter shock ''What th-''

 Chapter 47 - 47: Took a drastic turn [1]

    *crack*


    Time seemed to be slow and Brandon instinctively turned his head to the left...


    But before the bullet could even reach him, a blue barrier appeared in front of it, and the bullet crashed into the barrier.


    The barrier easily parried the bullet, and the bullet fell down, clanking against the floor.


    The whole store went silent for a second.


    Ravene''s hand shot out, grabbing his wrist as she quickly looked at the surroundings.


    The store attendants stood frozen in shock before they hurriedly ran out of there in fear.


    Brandon''s gaze flickered to the entrance and saw the small crowd of people outside were also horrified.


    Whoever had taken the shot was either incredibly skilled or had a vantage point from somewhere above.


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed slightly as she used her ether perception and saw the trajectory of the bullet that pierced through the glass on the side.


    ''Opposite building roof?''


    She pulled him behind a nearby shelf and flipped a display rack for extra cover.


    "Kael, calm down..."


    Brandon''s eyes shook as he almost died just now if not for the barrier created by Ravene but he took a deep breath to control his adrenaline.


    Meanwhile, Ravene''s gaze squinted, and she looked at the glass crack where the bullet just come through.


    Looking at the bullet shell embedded in the glass crack, she clicked her tongue ''Tch... those idiots.''


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed ''No second shot... is the sniper changing the location?''


    ''They must be powerful for daring to kill me when I am with an S-rank awakener.''


    At this time, he suddenly heard footsteps, and Ravene noticed many people entering the store.


    "Kael, they have surrounded us.. stay close to me."


    From every entrance... front, back, and even the side corridors¡ªfigures in sleek black combat suits rushed in.


    Their attire was reinforced with tactical plating, built for both agility and defense, while their faces were masked, hiding their identities. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Some were wielding short blades crackling with energy, while others gripped firearms modified to emit etheric pulses.


    One of the attackers raised her hand, and a massive shockwave burst outward, shattering the store''s glass walls and sending clothing racks flying for a better view.


    *CRACK* *THOOM*


    The sheer force of the attack caused the ceiling lights to flicker, raining down sparks.


    Before the dust could settle, another attacker dashed forward.


    Blue etheric flames erupted from her boots, leaving a burning trail across the ground as she lunged straight for Ravene. But Ravene was faster.


    But Ravene was faster.


    In an instant, she vanished. FWOOSH!


    A blur of red energy streaked through the air as she reappeared above the charging woman, her body suspended in mid-air.


    Ether gathered around her hand as red bolts of lightning crackled around her fingertips.


    With a snap of her fingers, jagged chains of blood-red ether erupted from the floor and shot toward the woman quickly.


    *swoosh* The woman barely had time to scream as the chain wrapped around her torso.


    It twisted violently... compressing her ribcage with a sickening CRACK.


    "Graargh..." A strangled scream left her lips as the chains pulled her upward, spinning her through the air before hurling her straight through a reinforced glass display.


    She crashed into the back wall with enough force to dent the concrete before slumping to the ground.


    Ravene landed softly and her crimson chains retracted into the floor.


    But there was no time to rest¡ªthree more attackers were already moving in.


    One woman clenched her fists, and a deep purple glow surrounded her arms. BZZZT!


    She vanished and reappeared directly behind Ravene.


    Her fist, now covered in a dense etheric field, swung toward Ravene''s spine.


    At the same time, another attacker lunged from the side and her twin etheric blades left violet trails in the air as she slashed horizontally, aiming for Ravene''s throat.


    The third enemy, positioned further back, raised both hands, and spheres of compressed energy formed in her palms before launching forward in a rapid barrage.


    Ravene''s eyes gleamed.


    With a slight pivot, she twisted her body, avoiding the ether-coated fist that passed just inches from her spine.


    The shockwave from the punch was powerful enough to split the floor beneath them, but Ravene had already shifted her weight.


    Her crimson chains burst from the ground again, intercepting the slashing daggers mid-swing with a burst of sparks before wrapping around the assassin''s wrists, locking her blades in place.


    SWOOSH!


    The incoming energy blasts from the third attacker shot toward her like projectiles, but Ravene didn''t flinch.


    With a flick of her wrist, she pulled the blade-wielding woman straight into the incoming attack.


    BOOM! The energy blasts slammed into the trapped attacker, engulfing her in a violent explosion that sent her spiraling through a shattered glass window.


    *THOOM*


    But Ravene was already moving again.


    She ducked low, twisting her body to avoid another ether-infused punch from the remaining opponent.


    As she spun, her chains retracted and in one fluid motion, she sent them slicing forward.


    SLASH!


    The woman barely had time to widen her eyes before the chains cut through her combat suit, slicing deep into her flesh.


    "ARGHH!!" A scream tore from her lips as she staggered backward, clutching her wounds.


    Ravene didn''t hesitate and redirected her chains, sending them straight through the floor.


    A second later, they burst from underneath the attacker, impaling her through the torso before slamming her into the ceiling with a crunch.


    CRASH!


    The entire section of the ceiling collapsed from the impact, sending debris raining down into the store.


    But it wasn''t over.


    More enemies poured in from the outside.


    At the same time, Brandon felt a presence closing in behind him.


    He turned just in time to see a woman lunging at him with a dagger coated in corrosive ether aimed straight for his heart.


    Brandon sidestepped, pivoted on his heel, and caught the attacker''s wrist in one swift motion.


    Using her own momentum against her, he pulled her forward before driving his knee straight into her stomach.


    WHAM!


    The impact sent her flying back, crashing into a nearby shelf.


    *CRASH*


    Before he could recover, two more rushed to him.


    One was wielding a spear with crackling blue lightning arcing around its tip, while the other conjured orbs of ice in both hands.


    The ice-wielding woman hurled her frozen projectiles.


    Brandon ducked under the first, narrowly avoiding the second as it shot past his ear.


    The moment he landed, the spear-wielding woman lunged, thrusting the spear toward him.


    Brandon barely managed to twist out of the way, but the spear''s electric charge still grazed his shoulder, sending a painful jolt through his arm.


    Gritting his teeth, he grabbed a broken metal rod from the wreckage and swung it upward.


    CLANG!


    The makeshift weapon met the spear''s shaft, creating a small shower of sparks.


    Using the opening, Brandon shifted his grip and slammed his elbow into the attacker''s jaw, sending her staggering back.


    But before he could follow up, the ice-user was already casting another spell and the temperature around her dropped as jagged shards of ice formed in a spiral pattern around her.


    Brandon exhaled, steadying himself.


    Seems like this is going to be a long fight.


    ---


    Meanwhile, on the opposite building, a beautiful woman was standing on the rooftop with a slight smirk on her lips as she watched the scene.


    She was wearing a black sports bra, revealing her toned, muscular physique, and dark athletic pants.


    Her long, wavy black hair cascaded down her back as her black eyes gleamed in amusement.


    Naevora Le V?rtd?mmerung chuckled softly "I like him..."


    -------


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 Chapter 48 - 48: Took a drastic turn [2]

    Brandon barely had time to breathe before the temperature in the room plummeted.


    The air around the ice-user shimmered as she spread her arms wide, and jagged shards of ice, each as long as a dagger, began forming in a spiraling ring around her.


    With a sharp flick of her wrist, the frozen projectiles shot toward him.


    Brandon''s muscles tensed.


    Instead of dodging outright, he moved toward the attack.


    FWOOSH!


    He slipped between two of the ice shards, feeling the sharp chill pass within inches of his face.


    Another came straight for his chest, but he twisted his torso, letting it slice across his sleeve instead of hitting his flesh.


    CRACK!


    One shard hit the floor just behind him, embedding itself so deep into the tiles that it fractured the entire section.


    The moment his feet touched the ground, Brandon pushed forward, closing the distance between him and the caster.


    Huh? The ice-wielding woman''s eyes widened in surprise.


    She clearly didn''t expect him to react that fast.


    But she recovered quickly, pressing her palms together before thrusting them forward.


    A massive wave of freezing mist erupted from her hands, a concentrated etheric blizzard designed to flash-freeze anything it touched.


    Brandon''s instincts screamed at him... move the fuck!


    He dropped to the floor in a roll, feeling the biting cold pass just above his back as he burst out of the mist from the side.


    The ice-user barely had time to register his movement before-


    WHAM!


    Brandon''s fist slammed into her stomach.


    "Argh!" The impact lifted her off the ground and her body folded inward before she was sent hurtling backward.


    *THRASH* She crashed through a clothing rack, rolling across the floor before coming to a stop against a shattered counter.


    Brandon exhaled sharply, but there was no time to celebrate... because the spear-wielding woman was already on him.


    A blue arc of lightning split the air as she swung her weapon in a wide horizontal slash.


    Brandon barely managed to raise his makeshift metal rod in time to block.


    CLANG!


    The impact sent a shockwave rippling through his arms.


    Sparks exploded from the point of contact, and a numbing sensation ran up his fingers.


    But Brandon gritted his teeth and held firm.


    The woman pulled back, flipping the spear in her grip before lunging forward again.


    Brandon twisted his body and barely dodged the thrust.


    He counter attacked immediately, stepping in and swinging his metal rod downward.


    She deflected it with the shaft of her spear, but Brandon didn''t let up.


    He kept moving, closing the gap further, forcing her into a tighter space where her long weapon wouldn''t be as effective.


    She realized this too and attempted to jump back¡ª


    But Brandon kicked her ankle mid-motion.


    Her footing broke, and she staggered for just a second... enough for Brandon to capitalize the opening.


    He grabbed the spear mid-shaft, pulled her forward, and slammed his knee into her ribs.


    CRACK!


    "Guaargh!" A choked gasp escaped her lips as she doubled over.


    Brandon didn''t hesitate.


    He spun the spear out of her hands and used the blunt end to slam her in the temple.


    *THUD* She dropped instantly as her unconscious body collapsed onto the floor.


    But just as Brandon exhaled in relief, a sharp whistling sound reached his ears.


    He turned around to see another woman lunging at him in mid-air with a massive halberd as she arched toward him in a deadly downward slash.


    He had no time to block.


    At the last possible moment, he threw himself backward, hitting the floor in a controlled roll.


    BOOM!


    The halberd slammed into the ground where he had just been standing, splintering the tiles and sending a shockwave that cracked the surrounding walls.


    Brandon barely had time to recover before the woman lunged at him again as her halberd moving fast for its size.


    He dodged left, then right, weaving through her relentless attacks as she swung with brutal precision.


    Then... he saw an opening.


    As she brought the halberd around in another wide arc, Brandon dropped low, ducking under the blade before lunging forward.


    WHAM!


    His shoulder slammed into her ribs, knocking her off balance.


    He followed up instantly and gripped her wrist, twisting it sharply.


    "Argh..." She grunted in pain, momentarily loosening her grip on the halberd... enough for Brandon to rip it from her hands and spin it in his own grip.


    With a single fluid motion, he flipped the weapon around and struck her across the jaw with the blunt end.


    *thud* Her body slumped, and she fell back.


    Brandon stood over her as his chest heaved up and down.


    His arms burned from exertion, but he gripped the halberd tightly.


    He had a wild guess in his mind ''This was not to kill me... seems like someone wants to test me.''


    Because if they really wanted to kill him, they would have sent elites.


    But the ones he faced were rookies, whom even he could defeat while being an E rank awakener.


    And the people weren''t attacking him with killing intent.


    Furthermore, Solvyrn City was not an easy place to infiltrate.


    It was located inside the Academy''s security perimeter, which meant that whoever had orchestrated this had enough influence to allow a group of armed etheric users inside without raising immediate alarms.


    The only people powerful enough to pull that off were the Academy''s higher-ups or someone above them.


    As he glanced at Ravene, he saw her easily clearing her enemies, but she hadn''t killed a single one of them.


    She is defeating them or knocking them unconscious.


    Breaking bones? Probably. But none of these attackers were dead.


    ''Seems like she also caught on to the fact that this is a setup to test me...''


    ''But who? Is that the government? Or the Headmistress?''


    However, he doesn''t have the time to stand and think as a blur of movement whipped toward him from the side.


    Shit¡ª!


    His instincts screamed, and he jerked his halberd up just in time to deflect a razor-thin blade aimed for his neck.


    Clang!


    The force behind the strike sent a jarring vibration up his arms.


    Brandon''s gaze snapped to her weapons¡ªdual short swords as their edges shimmered with a faint violet glow.


    He barely had time to process before she vanished again.


    ''¡ªBehind.''


    Brandon spun and raised his weapon to block but¡ª


    Sching!


    Pain flared across his shoulder as her blade sliced through his jacket, drawing a thin line of blood.


    ''Fuck...'' The sting barely registered before she was gone again, reappearing at his side with another precise strike.


    Brandon ducked, feeling the rush of air as the sword passed just over his head.


    Another slash....


    Brandon rolled to the side, dodging by inches. But before he could reset his stance¡ª


    BAM!


    A kick slammed into his ribs, sending him staggering backward.


    ''She is fast.'' He coughed as pain shot through his side, and his grip on the halberd tightened.


    Brandon clenched his teeth.


    If he tried to keep up with her speed, he''d lose.


    He needed to slow her down.


    His fingers shifted on the halberd''s grip and he took a deep breath to concentrate.


    As she appeared again ''Gravity Vortex.''


    Fwoom!


    A circular blue seal flared beneath the woman''s feet, locking her in place.


    What? Her eyes widened in shock and as she tried to move-


    THUD!


    Her entire body lurched downward as the weight of enhanced gravity pulled her toward the floor like an invisible hand.


    Brandon wasted no time.


    With a burst of movement, he swung the halberd in a brutal arc.


    SWOOSH!


    The blade whistled through the air, forcing her to block with her swords.


    But in her restricted state, she wasn''t fast enough to avoid the impact.


    BAM!


    The sheer force of the strike sent her crashing to her knees and her arms shaking from the pressure.


    Brandon didn''t stop.


    He twisted his body, shifting his weight before driving his knee into her stomach¡ª S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    THWUMP!


    "UGH!" A choked gasp escaped her lips as she was launched backward, skidding across the shattered floor.


    Taking a short breath, his gaze shifted to the entrance ''How many more are gonna come... for fucks sake...''

 Chapter 49 - 49: Took a drastic turn [3]

    Brandon ran a hand through his hair and his grip on the halberd loosened slightly as he watched the attackers lower their weapons.


    And then she walked in leisurely.


    His gaze instinctively snapped toward the entrance as a new figure stepped forward, walking through the destroyed storefront.


    She was... something else.


    Long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back, framing a sharp yet undeniably beautiful face.


    Her black eyes had an almost lazy confidence...


    But what really caught his attention was her body.


    A black sports bra hugged her torso, exposing her toned arms and the sculpted muscles of her abdomen. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Defined abs, a deep cleavage, and a sleek, athletic frame.


    As his gaze went down he saw her skin fit athletic pants ''Damn thighs...''


    Naevora looked around at the destruction and muttered "Girls, its enough..."


    The women who had been engaged in combat with Ravene and Brandon immediately lowered their weapons, standing at attention.


    Even those who had been knocked down or injured forced themselves to stand, brushing off their wounds as if they didn''t matter.


    Within seconds, a team of medics rushed into the store, moving between the fallen attackers to assess their condition.


    Ravene stepped forward and looked at Naevora "Naevora Le V?rtd?mmerung, what are you doing here... doing silly tests on him?"


    -_- The what?


    Brandon turned his head, staring at Ravene like she had just spoken an incantation from some ancient tome.


    Naevora... Le V?rtd?mmerung?


    Was that a name or a final boss title?


    ''Pfft...'' Brandon barely managed to keep a straight face.


    Naevora glanced at Ravene and smiled faintly "I was just curious about him..."


    Putting the halberd down, Brandon walked forward, standing beside Ravene.


    Glancing at Brandon, Ravene asked "What would you do if something happened to him?"


    Naevora lazily stretched her arms above her head, and Brandon''s gaze fell on her armpits ''Oh... armpits.''


    With a sigh, Naevora spoke "He is fine right? And you too... you instantly realized and acted along with it."


    Ravene glimpsed at Brandon and nodded her head "Ofcourse, I realised when I saw the bullet shell embedded in the glass."


    "The first bullet is rubber, so even if it hits him, it won''t cause lethal damage."


    "And since we''re in Solvyrn City... one of the most secure places in the region¡ªI knew there was no way an actual hit squad had infiltrated this deep without alerting the authorities..."


    "If only I had realised its a real threat, I would have killed everyone here instantly... and wouldn''t even let Kael fight."


    "I know this is a test, and that''s why I held back and let the attackers approach him, I also wanted to know how he will handle himself."


    Naevora clapped her hand "Haha, that''s good... Nicely done, Ms. Ravene."


    She then glanced at Brandon and smiled "Boy, I like you..."


    What?


    The attackers, the medics, even the damn cashier hiding behind the counter peeked out slightly, waiting for his response.


    Eh? Brandon was confused. Is this a love confession?


    "Sorry, I already have a girlfriend."


    Huh?


    EH?


    The people in the room were taken aback, and Ravene couldn''t help but giggle.


    Naevora was quite flustered and replied "No.. I mean, I am interested in you."


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, I don''t even know you.. How can I accept your confession when I already have a girlfriend?"


    "I appreciate your feelings, though."


    Naevora''s lips twitched "Nice humor, you little brat."


    Hm? Ravene wrapped her arm around Brandon''s shoulder "My Kael is not a brat."


    "Well, jokes aside... why is an SS awakener like you is interested in Brandon?"


    Oh? Brandon was surprised ''An SS rank awakener? Stronger than Aunt Rave?''


    With a nod, Naevora spoke "I have decided to accept him as my disciple."


    Eh? Brandon blinked his eyes ''Disciple?''


    Naevora reached out, as if trying to place her hand on Brandon''s shoulder...


    However, Ravene grabbed her wrist and twisted it back to her "What do you mean... by accepting him as disciple?"


    Hm? Naevora''s eyes squinted "It is what it means..."


    A red glint passed through Ravene''s eyes "And who decided that?"


    Feeling her wrist getting twisted, Naevora spoke "I decided it myself."


    Naevora''s aura raised slightly "What? You think you can stop me? You are just an S-rank awakenere with little experience... always rolling around in lab."


    Ravene''s grip on her wrist tightened "Is that so? Wanna go for it? I don''t mind fighting you..."


    *woosh* As the tension shifted, Ravene''s crimson aura collided with Naevora''s white aura, and the pressure around them was crushed.


    The resulting clash of energy sent a shockwave rippling through the store... cracked floors split further, loose debris lifted into the air before dropping back down, and the sheer weight of their auras sent pressure crashing down on everyone in the room.


    However, with a sigh, Naevora retracted her aura and rubbed her neck "Haa, I am not in the mood to fight. I already got permission from the Headmistress and Charlotte Fleurdys."


    Hm? Ravene also pulled back her aura, and her eyes narrowed "Charlotte?"


    ''Big Sister?'' Brandon''s gaze lowered.


    Ravene retracted her hand and immediately reached out to her pocket.


    Taking her mobile, she quickly dialled Charlotte''s number.


    As soon as the call connected, Ravene asked "Char, about Kael..."


    She heard Charlotte''s voice from the other side "Yes, Sister Rave... I agreed to that. Naevora is someone I worked with in the past... and I have trust in her abilities."


    "Right now, she is best suited to train him."


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed "I see."


    With that, she cancelled the call and put the mobile back in her pocket.


    Naevora''s gaze turned to Brandon "From now on, you will be my disciple, what do you say?"


    This time, Ravene also stayed silent as the decision is in Brandon''s hand now.


    Feeling their gazes, he just sighed "I will think about it. For now, I came here to spend my weekend, so I will spend my weekend."


    "Thank you for the little stunt you pulled that ruined my clothes here."


    With that, he grabbed Ravene''s wrist and walked out of there "Come on, Aunt Rave..."


    Ravene smirked slightly but allowed him to pull her along.


    As he left, Naevora stood there dumbfounded ''This brat...'' her lips twitched in frustration.


    But she also found his personality rather amusing.


    A small smile found its way into her lips ''Interesting guy indeed.''


    ...


    The air outside was noticeably calmer than inside the destroyed store, but the faint hum of energy still lingered in Brandon''s body.


    But now, as the two of them stepped toward the lift at the end of the mall corridor, Ravene stopped him.


    "Wait, Kael."


    He turned his head slightly, seeing Ravene stopping in place.


    She reached out and her fingers grazed his shoulder.


    Brandon blinked, a little caught off guard.


    "Huh?"


    She didn''t answer immediately, instead focused on where his jacket had been torn... a small cut visible just underneath.


    "It''s bleeding," she muttered, her brows furrowing slightly.


    Brandon glanced down at his shoulder and realized she was right.


    A thin line of red trailed down his skin, "Oh? That¡­ earlier in the fight, I guess."


    He had barely even noticed it during the chaos.


    His adrenaline had been too high and his focus was entirely on combat, but now that he was out of the heat of battle, a dull sting throbbed under his jacket.


    Ravene exhaled softly, shaking her head "Come with me, let''s go and check that first."


    Brandon frowned slightly "It''s just a scratch¡ª"


    "I don''t care," she interrupted.


    Brandon sighed.


    When Ravene decided something, arguing was usually a waste of breath.


    So instead, he relented and followed her as she turned and walked toward the nearest medical station.


    ...


    The medical lounge was nestled on one of the upper levels of the shopping complex.


    A few nurses glanced up as Ravene led him inside, but the moment they saw who she was, they didn''t even ask questions.


    One of them approached swiftly "Miss Ravene, do you need assistance?"


    Ravene shook her head "Just a minor injury. I''ll handle it myself."


    The nurse hesitated, but at Ravene''s sharp look, she simply nodded and stepped back.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in amusement "Do you have some VIP pass or something?"


    Ravene let out a chuckle "Something like that."


    She guided him to one of the sleek medical chairs at the side of the room.


    Brandon sat down, watching as she grabbed a small first-aid kit from the nearby counter.


    She pulled up a stool and sat across from him, reaching for his arm.


    "Jacket off."


    Brandon shrugged his arms out of the damaged outer layer.


    His black shirt underneath was also slightly torn at the shoulder, exposing the cut.


    Ravene took one look at it and exhaled "It''s not deep, but you should still be more careful."


    "Kinda hard to be careful when I''m getting jumped by assassins in a shopping mall."


    Ravene shot him a look, but then she smiled and shook her head helplessly.


    She dipped a cloth into a small vial of antiseptic solution before pressing it against his shoulder.


    Brandon hissed at the sudden sting.


    "Tch¡ªdamn, that burns."


    "Don''t be a baby," Ravene muttered, but she was surprisingly gentle as she cleaned the wound.


    Brandon let his eyes wander as she worked.


    The close proximity made him notice things he usually didn''t... like the way her eyes flickered with focus, or the way her lips pressed together slightly when she was concentrating.


    Ravene wasn''t just strong... she was effortlessly beautiful.


    "Done," she said, breaking him out of his thoughts.


    She placed a thin bandage over the wound as the material seamlessly blended into his skin.


    "That should help it heal faster," she murmured, leaning back slightly.


    With a nod, he uttered "Yeah, now gimme a kiss..."


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed playfully, and she took a bandage to seal his lips "No..."


    ---


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 Chapter 50 - 50: Shopping [3]

    With a nod, Brandon uttered "Yeah, now gimme a kiss..."


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed playfully, and she took a bandage to seal his lips "No..."


    He reached up and peeled it off as he muttered, "Tch, that''s not how you treat an injured man, Aunt Rave."


    She flicked his forehead "You got enough yesterday night..."


    "Ow-hey..."


    Ravene chuckled and stood up, shaking her head helplessly.


    But as she turned slightly, Brandon suddenly stepped closer, closing the small gap between them.


    Hm? Ravene''s eyes narrowed and she tilted her head "Kael-"


    Before she could finish, Brandon leaned in swiftly and pressed a kiss against her cheek.


    Pulling back his lips, he smiled and Ravene blinked her eyes in surprise.


    "Hoh?"


    Brandon barely had time to react before Ravene''s hand shot forward, grabbing his chin between her fingers.


    "You think you can just steal a kiss and walk away, Kael?"


    Brandon gulped, feeling a faint warmth in his face "Uh¡ª"


    Before he could say another word, Ravene leaned in and kissed him on the lips.


    Her lips were warm and soft, and the way she held his chin in place made his heart thump a little harder.


    It was slow at first, but then... just as he was about to react, Ravene suddenly bit down lightly on his lower lip, teasingly pulling away.


    Brandon was left standing there...


    Ravene smirked and wiped her thumb over her lips as she turned away.


    "You wanted a kiss, right?"


    The smile on Brandon''s face widened and he wrapped her arms around her from behind.


    Ravene blinked as she felt the sudden warmth of his body pressing against her back "Mhm, what are you doing now?"


    He lowered his head, letting his lips brush against the side of her neck.


    Ravene stilled for a fraction of a second and her breath hitched as his warm breath fanned against her skin.


    Brandon smiled against her skin before parting his lips slightly, letting his teeth graze over her neck before biting down lightly.


    Not hard enough to hurt, but just enough for her to feel it.


    Ravene inhaled sharply "Kael..."


    Brandon took that as an invitation.


    His arms tightened around her waist, pulling her closer against him as he nipped at her skin again.


    His hands slid up as his fingers brushed against her ribs before moving higher, teasingly ghosting over her chest.


    As he placed a kiss on her neck, he opened his palms squeezing her breasts over her cloth.


    Ravene closed her eyes and leaned onto her touch "Kael... my clothes will get twisted."


    With a slow tug, he pulled at the hem of her top, lifting it just enough for the cool air to kiss her skin.


    His fingers followed, skimming the toned muscles of her stomach before brushing higher, teasingly tracing the underside of her ribs.


    He cupped her breasts over her bra, and Ravene mumbled "Today, the clip is in front..."


    With a chuckle, he pulled the clasp in her bra and her bra opened, revealing her bountiful breasts.


    He gently squeezed her underboob feeling the warmth coursing through his palm before moving his hands upper as his fingers found its way on her nipples.


    He squeezed the meat buns gently before twisting her nipples with his fingers.


    "Hmnngh..." A soft moan escaped her lips as she enjoyed his touch.


    "So, Kael.. can you still feel my ether?"


    With a nod, he mumbled "Mhm... I don''t have to do it consciously, it is pulling ether automatically."


    "By caressing your breasts, the ether I get its significantly larger than a kiss but lesser than sex."


    Ravene hummed thoughtfully "Hmm, So, the level of ether transfer increases with the intensity of physical contact as you theorized."


    "And maybe you can also copy my skill, if you had prolonged exposure of very intimate contact."


    Brandon smiled and kissed her lips "So, the more I fuck you.. the more my body adapts to copy your skill... and time goes by I can copy it permanently."


    She nodded her head with a smile "Seems so..."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s smile deepened "Then more reason to have sex with you., remove your clothes now."


    Ravene smacked his chest playfully "Tch, I know you would spin it like that, pervert."


    She pulled his hands down from her chest and quickly clasped her bra.


    Her fingers smoothed over the material, ensuring everything was back in place before she tugged her top down, adjusting it correctly.


    She straightened the hem slightly, as if to erase any evidence of his teasing fingers from moments ago.


    "Now lets leave..."


    With a chuckle, Brandon nodded "Yeah, yeah..."


    ---


    Walking through the mall, Brandon looked around; he was still wearing the t-shirt as his jacket got torn off a little. S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Looking at him, Ravene spoke "We can get you a shirt after getting my clothes."


    "Mhm.."


    As they stepped into the women''s fashion store, Brandon took a moment to glance around.


    The interior was sleek and modern, with racks of high-end clothing arranged neatly under soft golden lighting.


    Large mirrors lined the walls, reflecting the various outfits displayed on mannequins, and a subtle scent of expensive perfume lingered in the air.


    A store attendant looked at Brandon in shock ''Huh? A man? Wait.. is that him?''


    Snapping out of her shock, she hurriedly approached them with a warm smile. "Welcome! Are you looking for anything specific today?"


    Ravene gave a brief nod "Yeah, I need a few outfits. Something stylish but comfortable... maybe a mix of casual and semi-formal."


    The attendant nodded in understanding "Of course! We have some new arrivals that might interest you. Right this way."


    Brandon walked behind as they moved deeper into the store, passing through sections filled with designer jackets, fitted blouses, and high-end dresses.


    Ravene casually ran her fingers over a few selections before stopping at a particular rack.


    She pulled out a cropped leather jacket, "What do you think, Kael?"


    Hm? Brandon tilted his head.


    The black leather had silver accents along the zippers and a sleek fit that would definitely complement her figure "Looks good. It suits your style."


    Ravene smiled gently "Knew you''d like it."


    She draped it over her arm before moving to another section.


    There, she picked out a fitted black top with a slight V-neck, along with a high-waisted dark green skirt that stopped just above the knee.


    She held them up against herself. "Hmm¡­ what do you think of this?"


    Brandon eyed the outfit for a second before shrugging "Looks nice, but the skirt feels a little formal. Are you going for business-casual?"


    Ravene let out a giggle "Not really. Just trying something new."


    She placed the skirt back and instead grabbed a pair of sleek black jeans, clearly opting for something more practical.


    Adding a few more tops to her pile, she then turned to Brandon "Alright, now let''s go to the next section."


    "Okay."


    As they left the main clothing section, Ravene suddenly turned toward another part of the store, dragging Brandon along with her.


    Lingerie & Intimates.


    Brandon blinked and his steps faltered for a second as his gaze swept over the section.


    Racks of lace bras and delicate nightwear, along with thin sexy clothes were arranged inside.


    A few women who were inside were dumbfounded to see a man entering there.


    "Huh?"


    "What''s happening?"


    "Is that the only male awakener?"


    One of the women raised an eyebrow before nudging her friend "Wait, isn''t that him?"


    Her friend turned to look and gasped "Oh my god, it is him!"


    Brandon noticed their reactions but pretended not to as he kept his focus on Ravene, who was already flipping through a rack of lace bras.


    She casually picked up a black one with intricate embroidery and held it up against herself as if testing the size.


    "What do you think, Kael?"


    Brandon coughed into his fist "Uh¡­ looks¡­ good?"


    Ravene smiled faintly "Just good? I thought you liked black."


    "That''s not the point," he muttered and looked away as another woman in the aisle openly stared at him.


    Ravene hummed in amusement and set the bra aside before moving toward another section.


    As she continued browsing, the two women from earlier hesitated before approaching.


    "Um, excuse me¡­" The blonde woman spoke first a she clutched the phone in her hands.


    "Are you really the only man who awakened ether?"


    Brandon glanced at them before giving a small nod "Yeah, that''s me."


    "Oh my god, can we take a selfie with you?"


    With a dry smile, he replied "Uh¡­ sure, I guess."


    The blonde quickly positioned herself beside him, while the brunette leaned in, making sure they both fit into the frame.


    *click* The phone camera flashed, and they both immediately checked the photo with excited smiles.


    "Thank you so much!".


    "No problem,"


    As he turned around, he looked at Ravene, who was looking at a transparent red lingerie.


    "Kael... how about this? You are the one who is going to strip this anyway, so your opinions matter."


    Brandon looked at the playfulness in her eyes and let out a deep sigh "Haa..."

 Chapter 51 - 51: New Master? [1]

    Outside the mall, the hot afternoon air brushed against Brandon''s face as he stood beside the Porsche they had arrived in.


    With a satisfied sigh, Ravene opened the trunk, neatly placing the shopping bags inside.


    The bags rustled as she carefully stacked them, ensuring nothing was crushed¡ªespecially the more delicate purchases from earlier.


    Brandon looked at the new white jacket he was wearing and adjusted the collar a bit.


    Ravene glanced at him as she shut the trunk "That jacket looks good on you..."


    Brandon looked at her with a smile "Well, ofcourse, you picket it up after all."


    Giggling, she moved toward him and hugged his arm "Now we just need to buy you a new mobile.. and then we eat, and then we leave."


    ---


    They finally reached an upscale electronics store.


    Rows of the latest smartphones were displayed across sleek counters.


    A sales assistant inside was taken aback to see the youngman entering and hurriedly approached them.


    "W-Welcome! How can I help you today?"


    Ravene glanced at Brandon and spoke "He needs a new phone."


    The sales assistant nodded her head and looked at Brandon "Got it. Are you looking for something specific? Or just the latest model?"


    Brandon shrugged "Just give me the latest model."


    The sales assistant smiled and led them to one of the premium display sections "In that case, I''d recommend this one," she said, gesturing to a sleek, top-of-the-line smartphone.


    "It has one of the fastest processors on the market, a long-lasting battery, and an ultra-durable design. Plus, its security features are top-notch." S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon picked it up, testing the weight in his hand.


    He tapped the screen and looked through the interface for a bit.


    "Looks good. I will take this one."


    Ravene leaned over his shoulder, resting her chin against him "Hah, that was easy. No complaints?"


    Within a few minutes, the purchase was completed, and Brandon walked out of the store with a brand-new phone in hand.


    He powered it on, syncing his data from his old device as they headed back to the car.


    Ravene stretched her arms as she got into the driver''s seat "Alright, food time."


    ---


    It was already night~


    Brandon was sitting on the bed in Ravene''s room, leaning on the bed rest as he scrolled through the new mobile.


    Dressed in nothing but a pair of comfortable shorts, his toned torso was fully exposed to the cool night air as the dim lighting accentuated the contours of his muscles


    Meanwhile, Ravene is sitting in front of the computer trying to access the private encrypted channel with Elize.


    The quiet beeping of failed connection attempts added to her frustration.


    With a deep sigh, she leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples ''Things like these could not be spoken normally through phone.''


    She took her mobile and again tried to call Elize, but after a long ring no one picked it up from that side.


    She checked it for a little while, before she got down from her chair.


    She rolled her shoulders before reaching for the hem of her tank top.


    She pulled it over her head in one smooth motion and without hesitation, she slipped off her shorts, then unhooked her bra and slid off her underwear.


    After becoming naked, she turned toward the bed and saw Brandon who was still engrossed in his phone.


    A small smile tugged at her lips as she crawled onto the bed and her knees sank into the mattress as she made her way toward him.


    "Kael..."


    Hm? Looking at her breasts bouncing with each step, he smiled and opened his arms "Come here..."


    Ravene didn''t need to be told twice.


    She closed the short distance between them, sliding into his embrace as she wrapped her arms around his neck.


    Her body pressed against the warmth of his body, as she nestled into his chest.


    He leaned down slightly, placing a gentle kiss on the top of her head "What happened? Couldn''t connect with Aunt Elize?"


    Closing her eyes, she hummed gently "Yeah... seems like she is already asleep even though its just 10 now."


    She raised her hand as her fingers lazily grazed through his chest "What do you think, Kael? Are you going to accept Naevora''s offer?"


    Brandon just shrugged "I barely even know her, and accepting her as master... doesn''t sit well with me."


    "I would have said no outright, but since Charlotte has a word in this, I couldn''t refuse her."


    "That''s why I wanted to ask Aunt Elize''s opinion before deciding."


    With a nod, Ravene spoke "Naevora has a great reputation among SS awakeners. She is really powerful."


    "I would even say she would be top 3 in SS rank awakeners... but still."


    Ravene shifted slightly in his arms and tilted her head up, meeting his gaze with a playful glint in her eyes.


    Without a word, she leaned in, pressing her lips softly against his.


    A bit later, she pulled back the kiss slightly, just enough to let her breath mingle with his.


    She dipped her head, pressing another kiss along the line of his jaw. Then another.


    Her lips trailed down to his neck, before parting her lips and sucking gently.


    Brandon exhaled as he felt the faint pull of her mouth against his skin as she lingered there, her lips creating a faint mark at the base of his neck.


    After a moment, she pulled back just a little, looking at her work with a satisfied smirk.


    "There," she murmured, brushing a finger lightly over the small hickey. "Now you''re marked."


    Brandon chuckled as his hand wandered down grasping her ass "Seriously?"


    Ravene hummed in amusement "You don''t like it?"


    "I didn''t say that."


    She giggled and pressed a small kiss over the mark before moving lower.


    Her lips grazed along his collarbone, leaving featherlight touches as she trailed her way down.


    "Shall we sleep then?"


    He squeezed her ass tightly making her squirm in his arms "Sleep?"


    Ravene giggled against his skin "You pervert..."


    ---


    Next day morning-


    Brandon is sitting in front of the computer naked, and Ravene is also sitting on his lap naked, hugging him.


    As the monitor''s screen flickered, the encrypted channel finally connected.


    From the other side, Elize''s voice was heard "Kael, Rave..."


    Brandon''s eyes lightened up "Aunt Elize."


    "Elize, where did you go last night?"


    Elize sighed, then let out a small chuckle. "I was¡­ busy."


    Brandon gave her a deadpan look "You were drinking again, weren''t you?"


    Hearing this, Elize just sighed "Kael, without you.. I have nothing else to do. So that is how I pass my time."


    Hearing this, Brandon''s gaze lowered, and Ravene leaned forward kissing his cheek to reassure him.


    "Leave that Elize, tell me.. did Charlotte tell you about Naevora."


    With a nod, Elize replied "Yeah, she did..."


    Ravene narrowed her eyes slightly. "So, what do you think? Should Brandon accept her offer?"


    Letting out a sigh, Elize replied "At first, I hesitated when I heard about an SS-rank awakener wanting to train him."


    "Well, because SS-rank awakeners aren''t exactly known for being¡­ patient teachers,"


    "Most of them have little interest in training others unless there''s something in it for them. It made me wonder what Naevora''s true intentions were."


    "But after hearing the training method she came up with, I was quite interested. In fact, I''d say it''s probably the best way to train you, Kael."


    Hm? Brandon was surprised "What kind of training method is that..."


    With a shake of her head, Elize replied "You will know when she herself tells you..."


    "So I would say its good to accept her, and she is also one of Char''s friends..."


    "Now the decision is in your hands."


    ---


    Walking through the Academic hallways, Brandon''s gaze squinted in thought ''Naevora...''


    As he remembered her face, he sighed in his heart ''Well she was hot... but still, a master.''


    Ravene couldn''t really train him because she is busy with research work and she also doesn''t have rich experience as a fighter.


    As for Charlotte, she is even busier clearing ruptures, towers and dungeons.


    So logically, accepting Naevora''s offer was the best move.


    Having someone that powerful to guide him could give him the edge he needed.


    But a part of him still hesitated.


    "Brand~"


    Suddenly someone wrapped her arm around his shoulder and he turned his head to look at the short blue haired beauty.


    "Elena..."


    Elena smiled playfully and looked at his face "Good morning, what is it? Looks like you are deep in thought. How did the weekend go?"


    With a nod, he spoke "Weekend was great... just thinking about other stuff."


    She leaned in and whispered "What? Thinking about how you can kiss other girls and copy their skills."


    He shook his head helplessly hearing her tease and reached out to pinch her cheek "You should stop peeping on me."


    "Haha, nope."


    However, at this time, he heard another voice from behind "Brandon."


    Hm? He turned back to look at Clarisse standing with a slight smile on her face.


    Looking at Clarrise, Elena was startled and hurriedly lowered her head "President..."


    Brandon looked at her in confusion "Senior?"


    With a nod, she spoke "The Headmisteress has called you to the office."


    Elena, still standing beside him, gave him a sideways glance "Wow, straight from the top, huh? What did you do?"


    "Nothing,"


    Clarisse shook her head softly "I doubt it''s anything bad, so you don''t need to look so concerned."


    "Hmm, let''s go."

 Chapter 52 - 52: New Master? [2]

    As they moved through the hallways, students parted naturally to make way for Clarisse.


    After a brief moment of silence between them, Clarisse glanced at him "How is it? Are you adjusting well within the Academy?"


    With a nod, Brandon replied "Yeah... I am doing good so far."


    Clarisse hummed under her breath "I see..."


    As they continued walking, Brandon suddenly asked, "Senior, do you have a Master who trains you?"


    Hearing this, Clarisse looked at him for a second before speaking, "Yeah, I do... Aveline Tenebraux, one of the Empyreans."


    Huh? Brandon was dumbfounded to hear this ''An Empyrean personally training her?''


    For Clarisse to be personally trained by one¡­ it says volumes about her potential.


    Looking at his reaction, she spoke "Though she is mostly busy because of her duties..."


    Wait... Aveline.


    Brandon''s gaze squinted ''Is it that woman who came when I first came to the Academy? Charlotte''s friend?''


    Seeing his thoughtful expression, Clarisse asked, "What''s wrong? Did you also receive an invitation from someone powerful to train you?"


    Brandon let out a quiet sigh before nodding his head "Yeah... still wondering about accepting it."


    Clarisse tilted her head slightly "Makes sense, considering you''re the only male Awakener. Naturally, many powerful figures would take an interest in you."


    "You may not know... but it is a huge prestige to get trained by S+ rank awakeners."


    "Many students in the Academy would kill to get trained under a powerful awakener..."


    Brandon just stayed silent upon hearing this...


    Clarisse continued walking beside Brandon, "One of the greatest merits of having a powerful Awakener as your Master is the real combat experience you gain under their guidance," she explained, glancing at him.


    "Combat experience?"


    Clarisse nodded her head "Yeah. Theory and controlled sparring are essential, but they can only take you so far."


    "The true growth of an Awakener comes from actual battle. And most powerful Awakeners¡­ own their personal dungeons for training purposes."


    Brandon''s brows rose slightly. Personal dungeons?


    Seeing his expression, she elaborated, "These dungeons are either ones they personally cleared and claimed or ones given to them by the Government due to their contributions."


    "Some even have natural rupture zones under their control. Training in such environments means you''re constantly facing real threats and abberants."


    Brandon processed that information "So¡­ instead of just training in a controlled environment like the Academy''s etheric fields, I''d actually be fighting real monsters," he muttered.


    Clarisse''s lips curled slightly "Exactly. And not just any monsters... strong ones. Ones that would tear apart any regular student."


    Brandon let out a low breath.


    Fighting actual aberrants as training? That''s a different level of experience entirely.


    Clarisse continued, "With that kind of environment, not only will you gain real combat experience, but your rank will increase much faster. You''ll be gaining constant battle exposure, forcing your ether to evolve at a rapid pace."


    Brandon nodded slightly. That part made sense.


    In normal circumstances, an Awakener''s rank increases through sustained combat, ether refinement, and overcoming powerful foes.


    If he trained under someone like Naevora, who could provide him with a battlefield at all times, his growth would skyrocket.


    "But that''s not all," Clarisse added. "There''s another factor... techniques."


    Brandon turned his head toward her "Techniques?"


    She gave a small nod "Most high-ranking Awakeners have their own unique etheric skills, some of which they developed themselves."


    "Masters might pass down their personal techniques to their disciples, giving them access to powerful abilities that aren''t publicly available."


    "And, if you''re lucky, you might even inherit one of their artifacts."


    Brandon''s eyes widened slightly. Artifacts?


    Items imbued with powerful etheric signatures, relics left behind from past battles, or specially crafted weapons designed to channel ether in ways normal weapons couldn''t.


    Some were legendary in status, capable of destroying entire battlefields.


    Clarisse continued to explain "And there''s one more major benefit. Financial support."


    "Most high-ranking Awakeners are backed by organizations, families, or even entire nations."


    "Their personal wealth is enormous. If they accept a disciple, they usually ensure that disciple has the best resources... ether refinement materials, high-grade equipment, specialized training regimens¡­ even personal connections to influential figures."


    Brandon gave a soft nod as both of them made their way to the Headmistress room.


    Reaching the door, Clarisse looked at him "This is as far I could escort you."


    With a smile he replied, "Mhm, thanks."


    Clarisse gave a slight nod before turning away, her long white cape swaying slightly as she disappeared down the corridor.


    With that, Brandon took a breath and pushed open the doors.


    At the center of the room was a massive ornate desk and behind the desk, Esmery was sitting.


    However, his attention was immediately pulled elsewhere.


    He glanced at Naevora who was casually sitting on top of the desk.


    Sighing in his heart, Brandon took a step forward "You called for me, Headmistress?"


    Esmery nodded, gesturing toward one of the seats in front of her desk "Take a seat, Brandon."


    He complied, settling into the chair.


    As he did, Naevora let out a soft chuckle "You''re finally here, boy," she mused, her voice smooth yet teasing.


    "I was wondering how long you''d make us wait."


    Esmery looked at Brandon, interlacing her fingers atop the desk "I assume you already know why you''re here."


    Brandon exhaled slightly "I can take a guess."


    His gaze flickered to Naevora before returning to Esmery "This is about the training offer, right?"


    Esmery gave a slow nod "Yes. Naevora has expressed interest in taking you under her wing."


    Looking at Naevora, he asked "I get it that you are strong... but why me? Just because I am the first male awakener?"


    Naevora looked at him for a second before nodding "Yeah, that too... I am really interested in you and also your mimicking abilities."


    "I watched you fighting in the training ground, your sparring, and your yesterday''s fight too."


    "You are mentally strong and you have good instincts to fight... and you don''t break under pressure."


    She leaned closer to him "You are not scared to fight up close, which I really like about you."


    "I also heard reports from that student that back in Rupture you helped her. What was her name again? Calistra?"


    "She said, without you, you three might have died there."


    "She said something like... ''Even in the rupture, when he barely understood his own abilities, he fought directly, using his instincts to dodge and counter rather than retreating in fear.'' "


    With a sigh, Naevora leaned back "And I think under my training I can really sharpen your abilities even more."


    "Oh, and definitely I get the thrill of training the only male awakener..."


    After hearing all of this, Brandon took a soft breath contemplating about it ''Even Aunt Elize asked me to accept her...''


    Raising his gaze, he looked at Naevora and gave a nod "Alright..."


    Naevora was excited and got down from the desk before patting his shoulder "Good desicion, boy."


    Esmery interjected at that moment "I expect you to keep the Academy''s rules in mind, Naevora. Brandon is still a student here, even if he''s your apprentice now."


    Naevora waved her hand dismissively "Yeah, yeah, I got it. No lethal training inside the Academy walls, no excessive injuries that hinder class attendance, and no throwing him into an actual battlefield without approval. Blah blah blah."


    Brandon frowned "Wait¡­ ''lethal training''?"


    Looking at him Naevora just smiled "Oh, don''t worry about that. You''ll find out soon enough."


    -_- That did not reassure him.


    Esmery let out a deep sigh "I trust you to uphold your end of the agreement, Naevora. Brandon Kael is very important... If anything happens to him, you will face Charlotte''s wrath." S~ea??h the N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Naevora felt a shiver run down her spine thinking about Charlotte "Yeah, yeah.. I know.. the whole world is watching him after all."


    With a slight cough, she turned to Brandon "Now then, let''s talk schedule."


    Brandon was surprised but then he nodded anyway "Hm? Alright."


    Naevora crossed her arms "I hope you weren''t expecting some soft introduction period. Training starts today."


    "First, I need to see your limits." She stretched her arms above her head before cracking her knuckles.


    "Everything I saw before was just a glimpse. I need to see what you''re capable of at full force. That means¡­"


    She grinned "We''re fighting."


    Brandon gave her a blank look ''Is this bitch serious?''


    Esmery sighed again "Naevora, if you''re going to challenge him to a spar, at least do it in the designated training grounds."


    Naevora rolled her eyes "Of course, of course. I wouldn''t wreck your fancy office just to test him."


    She glanced back at Brandon. "I''ll be waiting at Arena Six."

 Chapter 53 - 53: New Master? [3]

    Looking at Naevora leaving the Headmistress office, Brandon sighed in his heart and glanced at Esemery "Well then, Headmistress I shall take my leave."


    With a smile, Esmery replied "Hmm... if you need any help within the Academy, you can come to me or ask Clarisse."


    "Alright..."


    As he stood up to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Esmery "By the way, Headmistress... you own the Solvyrn City right?"


    Hearing this, Esmery''s eyes squinted slightly and she nodded her head "...Yeah."


    With a nod, he asked "Is it possible to get a home there for my Aunt?"


    Hm? Aunt? "Oh you mean... Miss Elizabeth?"


    "Yeah..."


    Esmery had a thoughtful look as she spoke "I have heard a lot of things about her in the past... one of the strongest Empyreans in history."


    "But for some reason, she destroyed her own core and wanted to live normally..."


    With a sigh, she spoke "It is my pleasure to have a legendary figure like her in the city. If she is willing to... I don''t mind; I can arrange a home for her."


    A sigh of relief escaped Brandon''s lips "Thankyou, Miss Esmery."


    Hearing him call her name, she let out a chuckle and nodded her head "Mhm, now you go... that idiot must have already gone to the Arena."


    "Mhm."


    ---


    Stepping out of the room, Brandon walked through the Academy halls ''With this, Aunt Elize would be here and I can meet her whenever I want...''


    ''She must be lonely with no one around her...''


    After realizing that she sacrificed everything for him, he couldn''t just leave her there like that.


    As he was thinking he could feel the female gazes on him ''Well, I have pretty much used to the stares now...''


    However, as he rounded a corner, he spotted two familiar figures approaching from the opposite direction... Eira and Calistra.


    "Brandon..."


    Looking at them, he smiled faintly "Morning."


    Eira stepped forward and returned his smile "Morning, I just heard from Elena that Headmistress called you, what happened?"


    However, Brandon reached out and grabbed her hand "Come with me for a bit, Eira."


    E-Eh?


    Eira was dumbfounded but she didn''t resist him and let her get pulled away as they moved through the corridor.


    Calistra arched an eyebrow at the scene but didn''t intervene.


    Instead, she simply crossed her arms and watched as the two disappeared down the hallway.


    Reaching a secluded corridor, Brandon looked around to see that no one was there and gently pushed her to a nearby wall.


    Eira also quick understood and looked up at him "You want a ki-"


    But before she could finish her sentence, he leaned forward and sealed her lips with a kiss.


    Eira''s breath hitched in her throat but she obediently closed her eyes and reciprocated the kiss as her body melted in his heat.


    Brandon''s hands found their way to her waist and pulled her closer, pressing her chest against his.


    Raising her hands, she wrapped them around his neck as she let herself sink into the kiss.


    He gently sucked on her lips and she also did the same, tenderly nibbling on his lower lips.


    A bit later, they pulled back the kiss and looked at each other...


    A faint blush tinted Eira''s cheeks as she bit her lower lip, still tasting the remnants of his warmth.


    Looking at her tender pink lips, he muttered, "Eira, open your mouth a little..."


    Huh? Eira was quite taken aback but she complied and parted her lips a bit.


    He again kissed her and this time, his lips perfectly molded against her lips. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Then he slowly pushed his tongue in, catching her offguard.


    T-Tongue?


    Her gaze quivered for a second before she closed her eyes and let out her own tongue, reciprocating the hot kiss.


    The warmth of his moist tongue intertwined with her tongue as he tenderly sucked on her saliva.


    "Nngh~" A soft moan escaped her lips as the sensation sent a tingling through her body.


    She pressed herself closer against him and her fingers tightened in his hair as she tilted her head, granting him better access.


    Brandon''s hands trailed down the curve of her back and his fingertips grazed her hips before giving a slight, teasing squeeze.


    "Haa.. Brandon.." Eira shivered at his touch and let out a soft breath before continuing the kiss.


    After a few seconds, Brandon slowed the kiss and pulled back his lips.


    A thin strand of saliva connected their lips before breaking away.


    "Huff.. Huff..." Eira''s chest rose and fell rapidly and her face was flushed in crimson.


    Her lips are slightly swollen from the intensity of the kiss.


    She licked her lips instinctively, still tasting him and her eyes glazed with lingering desire as she looked at him.


    With a smile he leaned closer, nuzzling his face with hers before kissing her cheek.


    Eira just closed her eyes enjoying the warmth of his lips as it traveled down to her neck.


    "Hmm..."


    He pulled her shirt a little, revealing her collarbone, and placed a kiss there.


    After placing another soft kiss, he let his lips part slightly and his teeth lightly grazed the sensitive skin before pressing down in a gentle nibble.


    A sharp inhale left Eira''s lips and her fingers tightened on his shoulder.


    Not stopping, he let his tongue slip out, trailing over the area he had just nibbled, soothing the slight sting with a slow, teasing lick.


    As he pulled back his lips, Eira''s eyes fluttered open and she raised her hand, touching the damp spot where his lips had been just moments ago.


    "W-What was that..." she whispered, more to herself than to him.


    The blush on her face deepened as she looked up at him.


    Her lips parted as if to say something, but before she could fully process her thoughts, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind.


    "Are you going to a fight?"


    Her voice was softer than usual...


    She didn''t mean for it to sound so weak, but damn it, how was she supposed to act normally after that?


    With a nod, he replied "I will tell you the details later; I am in a hurry right now..."


    Eira lowered her gaze and gave a timid nod, still feeling the warmth of his lips on her body "Mm."


    He hurriedly left there and Eira watched as he disappeared down the corridor, her gaze lingering even when he was out of sight.


    And then... her knees nearly buckled.


    The moment the tension broke, her legs wobbled, and she instinctively leaned back against the wall for support


    Her heartbeat quickened and she raised her hands to cover her flushed face.


    "Ahhh... this idiot."


    Her body still felt hot. Her lips, her collarbone... everywhere he had touched still tingled, refusing to let her forget what just happened.


    She slowly slid down the wall and sat on the floor as she tried to regain her composure.


    ''Damn it...''


    However, hearing footsteps in the quiet corridor, she raised her gaze and looked at Calistra, who was walking toward her.


    Fuck.. did she see?


    No, the corridor was empty till Brandon pulled away from the kiss.


    "...Eira."


    Eira swallowed hard, trying to act as nonchalant as possible despite her flushed appearance. "C-Calistra¡­"


    Calistra tilted her head slightly and she slowly crouched down so that she was at eye level with Eira.


    For a long moment, neither of them spoke.


    Calistra looked at her as her gaze slowly trailed from Eira''s flushed face, down to her slightly parted lips, and then to the exposed skin of her collarbone... where a faint, reddened mark was barely visible.


    Eira noticed her staring and quickly pulled at the collar of her uniform to hide it, but it was too late.


    "¡­I see."


    Eira: -_-


    Fuck...

 Chapter 54 - 54: New Master? [4]

    Brandon hurriedly walked through the Academy hall as he felt Eira''s skill engraving in his mind.


    ''Good...''


    Arena Six was one of the private combat chambers in the Academy''s lower levels.


    Unlike the regular training grounds, these arenas were built for high-level duels... reinforced walls, automated ether suppression fields, and medical wards built in for aftercare.


    The air grew cooler as he descended the spiral staircase leading to the underground training halls.


    Brandon reached the entrance of Arena Six and paused for a moment, placing a hand on the cold metal door.


    ''Seems like she wants to gauge my full strength... But what is she expecting from an E rank awakener.''


    Taking a deep breath, he pushed the door open.


    The moment he stepped inside, his gaze was immediately drawn to Naevora.


    The massive chamber was built to withstand high-tier combat, its ceiling stretching high above with reinforced beams and intricate etheric engravings glowing faintly along the walls.


    Naevora is wearing only a form-fitting sports bra, emphasizing the sculpted definition of her muscles.


    Looking at him, she smiled "You are here... Brandon."


    Brandon again took a good look at her body and was amazed ''She has great muscles and thighs...''


    With a sigh, Brandon removed his blazer and put it on the shelf there.


    He rolled up his sleeves and glanced at her "I don''t know what you are expecting from me. I have only taken some self-defense courses."


    With a giggle, she shrugged "It''s okay, I just want to see what level you are on so I can further train you."


    "Watching your fight is different than actually fighting you."


    Brandon gave a nod and took a fighting stance "Makes sense..."


    Without hesitation, he lunged forward.


    His right foot pushed off the ground and with a burst of speed, he closed the distance in an instant as he drove a sharp jab toward her face.


    She barely moved.


    With a simple tilt of her head, Naevora avoided the strike entirely.


    The air parted as his fist sailed past her cheek, but before he could even retract his arm, she casually lifted her left hand and tapped the back of his wrist.


    It was a seemingly harmless touch, but the force behind it disrupted his momentum just enough to throw him off-balance.


    He pivoted on his left foot, twisting his hips as he sent a sharp elbow strike toward her ribs.


    The moment his body shifted, Naevora''s eyes flickered with amusement.


    *Thump*


    She lifted her forearm, meeting his elbow, and the impact reverberated through his arm, but Naevora didn''t even flinch.


    "Too predictable..." she mused.


    Brandon didn''t let up.


    The instant his elbow was blocked, he snapped his leg up, aiming a knee strike toward her abdomen.


    Smack!


    Naevora''s hand shot out, catching his knee with one palm.


    With a smile, Naevora pushed his knee back, forcing him to stagger slightly.


    But he wasn''t done yet.


    Using the momentum from her push, he twisted his body mid-step, shifting into a spinning roundhouse kick aimed directly at her ribs.


    His muscles coiled tightly as his leg sliced through the air with speed¡ª


    But then, she again caught it.


    Naevora''s right hand clamped onto his ankle and stopped his kick.


    "Not bad..." she said, tilting her head.


    "But not good enough."


    Before he could even attempt to pull back, she yanked his leg forward, completely pushing him off balance.


    ''Shit...''


    Brandon twisted midair, trying to regain control, but¡ª


    BAM!


    He hit the ground hard, and the impact reverberated through his back.


    Naevora crouched next to him, resting her elbow on her knee as she gazed down at him with an amused smile.


    "You done already?"


    Brandon groaned internally "Can you shut up?"


    Naevora chuckled, standing back to her full height "That was a good attempt. You''ve got good instincts, and your execution isn''t bad."


    "But you are relying too much on instincts..."


    He quickly stood and took his position as he charged at her again.


    This time, he feinted with a quick jab toward her face, but the real attack came from below as his other fist drove up toward her abdomen. sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Naevora''s smile widened and she saw through it instantly.


    Her left hand caught his first jab mid-air and her fingers curled around his wrist before he could even retract it.


    Then, just as his second punch was about to connect-


    *thunk*


    She twisted her body slightly, angling her hip just enough to deflect his strike with a subtle motion.


    The force of his own punch ended up throwing him off-balance and his weight shifted forward.


    In the same motion, she pulled his wrist forward while pivoting on her foot, using his own momentum against him.


    Before Brandon could react¡ª


    BAM!


    She slammed him onto the ground again.


    The breath was knocked from his lungs as he landed hard and his back smacked against the combat platform.


    He lay there for a second, his chest rising and falling as he processed what had just happened.


    "Are you bullying me?"


    Naevora couldn''t help but chuckle "Oh, come on.. how could I bully you? Get up."


    Brandon exhaled softly and again stood up, looking at Naevora.


    He closed his eyes for a moment to feel the ether in his body and a warmth began to spread through his body, starting from his core and rapidly expanding outward.


    He felt his body getting lighter and stronger and even the pain on his back had dulled ''It is the same as that day in training...''


    ''Using ether to reinforce my body.''


    Seeing this, Naevora''s eyes gleamed in interest "Now, that''s how I like it..."


    Brandon didn''t waste another second and shot forward as his enhanced speed propelled him toward her.


    He threw a punch, but instead of being sluggish like before, his fist cut through the air like a bullet.


    Naevora raised her forearm to block, and her gaze flickered in amusement. ''The power behind his punch has increased... good ether manipulation.''


    ''It hasn''t even been a week since he awakened, and he is already doing good... I think he belongs in that category.''


    ''A prodigy...''


    Brandon didn''t stop and the moment his punch was deflected, he pivoted sharply, twisting into a high-speed kick aimed at her ribs.


    The air hummed as his leg swung forward... but Naevora was still faster.


    *smack*


    She intercepted his leg mid-strike with her palm and gripped his ankle tightly.


    Naevora nodded her head "You''re getting better. But still¡ª"


    She yanked him forward, throwing him off-balance...


    But this time, Brandon was ready.


    A deep blue glow erupted beneath their feet as an intricate square rune materialized...


    Gravity Vortex.


    The rune pulsed, and immediately, the air around them thickened.


    Naevora''s eyes narrowed ''This is the skill he used in training...''


    Using the slight delay to his advantage, he twisted his torso midair, breaking free from her grip and slamming his other foot toward her shoulder.


    But Naevora easily caught it and twisted his body.


    She hammered her elbow into his back, sending him crashing to the ground face-first.


    Lying on the ground, he looked up at Naevora, who just smiled and stomped her foot on the rune, easily breaking it.


    She walked to him and sat beside him on the floor.


    Taking the opportunity, Brandon moved and placed his head on her thighs, gently lying on her lap.


    Seeing this, Naevora''s eyes narrowed slightly "...What the hell do you think you''re doing?"


    Brandon, still lying there, turned his head slightly and looked up at her "Getting comfortable," he replied casually.


    "You kinda owe me after throwing me around like a ragdoll."


    Naevora clicked her tongue but didn''t shove him off.


    Instead, she just let out an exasperated sigh and rested her arm against her knee again.


    "If you can still talk like that, I didn''t hit you hard enough..."


    Brandon chuckled but winced slightly at the movement "Trust me, you definitely hit hard enough."


    As he settled further, his gaze unintentionally drifted downward, and he found himself with a very close-up view of Naevora''s abdomen.


    The ridges of her toned abs were clearly defined, and her skin lightly glistened from exertion. Even her belly button looks hot.


    Brandon blinked ''Damn... her physique is insane.''


    His eyes trailed up to meet hers, only to find that Naevora was already watching him.


    "Like what you see, boy?"


    Brandon coughed, quickly averting his gaze "I was just... admiring the dedication to training."


    She raised an eyebrow "Right..."


    She let the moment linger before she reached down and lightly flicked his forehead, just enough to make him flinch.


    "Ow..."


    Rubbing his forehead, he looked up at her "So, what do you think?"

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    Rubbing his forehead, he looked up at her "So, what do you think?" S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Naevora exhaled, her fingers lightly tapping against her knee as she glanced at him with a thoughtful look.


    Brandon waited, still resting on her lap as his body ached from their sparring session.


    Feeling the warmth of her thighs beneath his head, he sighed happily in his heart.


    After a moment, she spoke.


    "You''ve improved..."


    "Your ether reinforcement¡ªit''s still rough, but you''re instinctively using it now. That''s a good start."


    "A lot of people never get past the stage where they consciously have to activate it every time. If you keep training, it''ll become second nature."


    "But you still rely too much on your eyes. Your reactions are fast, but your anticipation is slow. You process things the moment you see them, not before they happen. That''s why I was able to read you like a book."


    Brandon frowned slightly "So, what? I need to predict the future now?"


    Naevora scoffed "Idiot. You need to feel the fight, not just react to what''s in front of you."


    "Your body should move before your mind fully registers what''s happening. That''s the difference between an amateur and an experienced warrior."


    Brandon mulled over her words, his fingers idly tracing a faint crack on the arena floor.


    "And that gravity skill, it is good. I have already seen you use it before, so I can predict it... But it''s different against inexperienced fighters or those who are not aware of that skill... you can catch them off-guard."


    Before he could say anything, Naevora reached down and flicked his forehead again, this time a little harder.


    "Ow, what the hell!?"


    "That was for ogling my abs earlier."


    Brandon looked at her in mild irritation "I wasn''t... okay, maybe a little¡ªbut can you blame me? You literally threw me on the ground and left me with a front-row seat to your six-pack."


    "And you are showing it off, so ofcourse I will ogle at you."


    Naevora let out a sigh and stretched her arms behind her head "Well, at least you have good taste."


    Brandon closed his eyes "Now you are just complimenting yourself."


    Lowering her hands, she cracked her neck a little "First of all things, you need to improve your physique."


    Hm? His eyes squinted slightly "My physique?"


    With a nod, she replied "I heard from Headmistress about your condition."


    "You cannot passively absorb ether from air naturally like us."


    "You need a woman to rely on, so you can suck ether from her and even get her skill for a little amount of time."


    "But the drawback is both of these are temporary. The ether and skill will fade away eventually..."


    "That means if you run out of ether in the middle of a fight and there''s no one around to share with you... you''re screwed."


    "But the only permanent thing will be your physical strength."


    "You need to make your physique so strong that even without ether or skill, you can crush your enemies."


    "So my training for you would be solely focused on improving your body and ether core."


    She raised her arms, showing her muscles "You like these muscles, don''tcha."


    Brandon gave her a blank look and nodded his head "Yeah..."


    With a smile, she placed her hand on his abdomen, checking his ether core "Hmm... your core is still E rank."


    Looking at her, he asked "How can I level it up quickly?"


    A soft exhale left her lips "Most ether users can just cultivate... gradually refine their ether core over time, drawing in energy from the world around them."


    Brandon nodded. That was the standard method for advancing one''s core.


    He has heard about it plenty of times from instructors and students.


    It was how most awakeners progressed, steadily accumulating ether and strengthening their core through meditation, controlled breathing techniques, and specialized training.


    "But you..." Naevora continued, tapping a finger against his chest lightly, "are not ''most awakeners.''"


    "Your body doesn''t pull in ether from the environment like the rest of us. You need other women''s help."


    Brandon nodded again. It is quite frustrating, but he had no choice but to work with what he had.


    "One way is... you can strengthen your core by using the ether you absorb from women."


    Naevora continued "But there is another way, which some people like me use. Actively using ether in the body to fight and constantly pushing your limits."


    Brandon''s gaze sharpened slightly. "So¡­ Do I need to fight a lot?"


    Naevora smiled and tapped his forehead "Bingo."


    She leaned forward slightly, "Ether cores don''t just grow from absorbing energy. They grow from stress, from exertion."


    "The more you strain your core and the more pressure you put on it, the faster it''ll evolve. It''s like a muscle... the more you use it, the stronger it gets."


    Brandon processed her words, already beginning to piece things together.


    "So the only way for me to advance is to constantly push my ether to its limits in battle."


    Naevora gave a nod "You need to force your core to work overtime, to reach the breaking point over and over again."


    "The closer you get to exhausting it completely, the more it''ll expand and grow."


    "And unlike normal ether users, you don''t have the luxury of passively cultivating over time. Your only path forward is through combat."


    Brandon exhaled deeply. That explained why even after awakening his abilities, his ether core hadn''t grown much.


    He only used ether in short bursts, relying on borrowed skills rather than pushing his core itself to its limit.


    His gaze narrowed ''I need to take ether from Aunt Ravene and condense it in my ether core...''


    Meanwhile, Naevora looked at his body from top to bottom and asked "Where is your genesis mark?"


    Hm? Brandon raised his hand and began to unbutton his shirt.


    He opened his shirt and showed his chest, where there is a black tattoo.


    Looking at the mark, Naevora''s eyes squinted "Hm... it is an E rank mark."


    Brandon''s gaze flickered to her face, her collarbone, then her chest, her breast, and then to her abs.


    Naevora noticed his gaze and muttered "In my back..."


    "Oh."


    He wasn''t sure what he had been expecting, but for some reason he is slightly disappointed.


    Naevora reached out and gripped his forehead between her fingers as she casually lifted his head off her lap before standing up.


    Brandon lay on the cold floor and looked at the ceiling for a brief moment before glancing at Naevora.


    She extended her hand "Come on, get up... let''s fight a bit more."


    ''Ofcourse, she will kill me today...'' He sighed before taking her hand and standing up.


    He glanced down at his uniform, which is now slightly ruffled from their previous exchanges.


    Considering how much he was about to move, his shirt would only get in the way.


    With a resigned sigh, he reached for his collar and pulled his shirt over his head


    He balled up the fabric and tossed it toward the shelf where his blazer was resting.


    The moment the cool air hit his bare torso, he rolled his shoulders again, loosening his muscles.


    His body wasn''t as defined as Naevora''s, as his build was more lean than muscular... but he is still in shape.


    Even so, next to her sculpted physique, he felt like a twig.


    Naevora raised an eyebrow "Getting serious now?"


    Brandon shot her a deadpan look "Nope. More like trying to keep my uniform from getting ruined."


    As his gaze drifted toward her, curiosity got the better of him.


    He slowly moved behind to look at her genesis mark and found a beautiful black tattoo below her hips.


    But there was one problem.


    Half of it is hidden by the waistband of her athletic pants.


    "Hoh..."


    Naevora tilted her head slightly, glancing at him from the corner of her eye "What?"


    Brandon blinked and coughed into his fist "Uh¡­ nothing. Just¡­ admiring the placement."


    Her eyes narrowed slightly "Are you sure you weren''t tryna get a look under my pants?"


    Huh? "What? no?"


    Seeing his reaction, she let out a chuckle "Relax. I am just kidding. If you wanna see, all you have to do is just ask."


    Wow. Brandon was surprised to hear this "Then can you show me?"


    "Again, I am just kidding."


    Brandon''s lips twitched ''This bitch...''


    In the next instant, she moved, and Brandon saw a fist hurling towards his chest.


    ''Shit''

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    *thud* Brandon let out a quiet grunt as he rolled across the floor.


    Using the momentum from his roll, he planted his palms firmly on the ground and pushed himself up, landing smoothly on his feet before shifting into a fighting stance.


    "Haa.. Haa..." His breath came in heavy bursts as sweat dripped down his forehead and trailed along his bare torso.


    Naevora stood a few feet away and a small, satisfied smile curled at her lips as she placed her hands on her hips.


    "Good¡­ surprised you can still stand." S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon huffed, brushing his damp hair back as he wiped the sweat off his brow. "Thanks for the concern."


    Naevora rolled her shoulders, and the motion caused the muscles in her arms to flex subtly "Tch, don''t act like I went all out on you. You wouldn''t even be standing if I did."


    Brandon sighed, shaking his head.


    As much as he wanted to deny it, he knew she was right.


    This was her just playing around, and yet, his body was already covered in bruises...


    His skin is reddened from enduring the constant barrage of her strikes.


    Before he could say anything, she stretched her arms above her head, "Take rest for now."


    Without another word, he walked over to the wooden bench situated against the wall of the training arena.


    The moment he sat down, a tired exhale escaped his lips as he leaned back and rested his head against the cool surface of the wall.


    He closed his eyes for a brief moment and his chest rose and fell as his overheated skin tingled from the rush of blood.


    Just as he was about to drift into his thoughts, a sudden cold sensation pressed against his cheek.


    "Shhh...!" Brandon hissed through his teeth and his entire body jolted.


    He opened his eyes and looked at Naevora, who is holding a chilled can against his face with a smile.


    "Here you go..."


    Brandon shot her an annoyed glare, though he still took the drink from her hand.


    She cracked open her own drink and casually took a seat beside him.


    She threw one leg over the other, leaning back comfortably as she brought the can to her lips and took a long sip.


    Brandon sighed, shaking his head as he opened his own can and took a refreshing gulp.


    The cool liquid slid down his throat, instantly soothing the heat within him.


    For a moment, neither of them spoke.


    Brandon''s gaze drifting toward Naevora.


    Unlike him, who was still visibly exhausted, she does not even have a drop of sweat on her body.


    With a teasing glint in his eyes, he leaned down, resting his head on her thighs.


    The cool sensation of the drink in his hand helped soothe the lingering heat on his skin, but the real comfort came from where he lay.


    Naevora''s toned thighs made for an ideal resting spot.


    He looked up at her and continued sipping his drink lazily.


    She glanced down at him blankly "Get up brat; you are all sweaty."


    However, he shook his head and shifted slightly to settle in more comfortably "You are the one who made me sweaty, so bear the consequences."


    Her eyes twitched in annoyance and much to Brandon''s surprise, she didn''t push him away.


    Instead, she simply sighed and chose to ignore his antics as she continued drinking.


    As they continued to drink, Brandon looked at her face and admired how beautiful she truly was.


    She, ofcourse noticed his gaze "Are you ogling at me again?"


    "No, just admiring how beautiful my Master is."


    Hearing this, Naevora raised an eyebrow in surprise "Hm? Are you really going to call me Master? I didn''t expect a cheeky brat like you to call me Master."


    Hm? Brandon took another sip of the drink and spoke "Then how should I call you?"


    Naevora shrugged casually "Call me whatever you want... I don''t mind."


    "...Bitch?"


    A nerve popped up in Naevora''s forehead and she nearly crushed the drink in frustration "Are you asking for another beating, you fucking brat?"


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle and replied "Relax. It''s a joke.. I will just call you by your name then. Naevora."


    Hm? Her black eyes condensed "Miss Naevora."


    "No. Naevora."


    "Brat..."


    "Oh, wait your last name... what was it again? Voldemort?"


    Naevora''s eyes trembled upon hearing this "Don''t fucking call me that... I hate that name."


    "Naevora Le V?rtd?mmerung"


    She raised her hand and grabbed his neck, shaking him "You brat! I told you not to call me that."


    Feeling his whole world shaking around, Brandon hurriedly replied "Hold on... Ok, ok, stop shaking me."


    He started to see Naevora''s as double and his eyes began to spin "Stop!"


    Naevora took a deep breath and retracted her hand from his neck.


    Brandon quickly raised his head from her thigh and sat beside her "Haa.. you almost killed me."


    He shook his head gently to gain some clarity "Though... what''s wrong with your last name? It''s kind of badass."


    Naevora looked at the can in her hand and muttered "I don''t like that name. It''s the name of someone I despise..."


    He didn''t press the matter further and leaned back on the cool wall "I see, I won''t call you that then."


    "I will stick with ''Musclehead.''"


    *shrush* Naevora crushed the can in her hand and slowly turned her head to look at him...


    But again, thinking about the nickname, she couldn''t contain her smile and let out a hearty chuckle.


    "Hahaha... That''s a lot better than my last name, brat."


    Looking at her laughing, Brandon was surprised, but then his gaze softened seeing her genuine smile.


    ''Now she looks even more beautiful...''


    Keeping his smile, he took a final sip from his can and stood up.


    "Guess, that''s it for today''s training."


    Naevora looked at him and nodded his head "Yeah, today is warm-up. In the future, your real training will begin."


    She reached out and took a mobile from her jacket "By the way, give me your contact."


    Nodding his head, he took his Blazer and retracted his mobile from the inner pocket.


    He tapped the screen, and glanced up at Naevora, who was already holding her own device, waiting expectantly.


    "Tell me your number."


    With a nod, she recited her number, and he quickly saved it in his mobile.


    Contact saved: Musclehead.


    After saving the contact, he quickly sent her a message. ''This is your favourite student, Brandon.''


    A second later, Naevora''s phone vibrated, and she glanced at the notification.


    Her lips twitched in amusement as she tapped the screen a few times, saving his number. "Favorite student, huh?"


    Naevora adjusted her jacket, making sure it sat properly over her shoulders, then tilted her head at him "Anyway, now that we have each other''s contacts, I''ll send you details about your training schedule later."


    Brandon gave a nod and Naevora pointed at a door on the far end of the training room "There you can refresh yourself and clean your body from the sweat."


    "After that, you can go back to your classes."


    With that, she walked to the door to leave.


    But before that, she turned her head and spoke "Oh, by the way... I will introduce my other disciple to you later."


    Wait. What?


    Brandon was startled to hear this and looked at her "You have someone else?"


    She just chuckled teasingly and stepped out of the room, waving her hand.


    Brandon stood there, completely dumbfounded and a soft breath escaped his lips "This dumb woman..."

 Chapter 57 - 57: She saw the kiss?

    Brandon walked through the Academy halls and his body is still aching from the brutal sparring session with Naevora.


    He took a quick shower, washing away the sweat and grime, but the soreness remained.


    The hallways were relatively quiet, as most students were already inside their classrooms.


    He picked up his pace, knowing he was running late.


    As he reached the door to his classroom, he let out a small breath and pushed it open.


    The moment he stepped inside, a dozen pairs of eyes flickered toward him.


    The teacher, who was an older woman, briefly paused mid-lecture and turned to look at him.


    Brandon expected her to reprimand him, maybe even question where he had been.


    But instead, she just narrowed her eyes slightly and exhaled before returning to her lesson.


    Seeing this, Brandon sighed in his heart and without a word, he made his way toward the back of the classroom.


    Eira and Calistra were already in the last seat.


    As he slid into the seat beside her, she raised an eyebrow.


    "You''re late..." she whispered, her voice low enough that only he could hear.


    Brandon leaned back in his seat, stretching slightly "Had some¡­ training."


    Eira, however, wasn''t so easily satisfied with such a vague answer.


    She leaned in further and her breath tickled his ear as she whispered, "You got a kiss from me, saying it was for a fight..."


    Brandon gave a small nod, tilting his head slightly toward her as he hushed back, "An SS-rank awakener stepped forward to train me, so I had a little sparring session with her."


    Her eyes widened slightly in surprise before a pleased smile curled on her lips.


    "Congrats," she whispered back, her voice laced with genuine pride.


    He smiled back and nodded his head "Thanks."


    Then, just as he was about to settle in, he felt a sharp pinch at his waist.


    H-Huh?


    Startled by the sudden pain, he turned to look at Eira in confusion "What was that for?"


    Her lips twitched in frustration as she gave him a small glare. "Calistra found out that you kissed me."


    As she spoke, he blinked and turned to look at Calistra, who was listening to the lecture nonchalantly.


    He again leaned forward and asked "So what? Does she also want a kiss now?"


    *pinch*


    This time, Eira twisted her fingers, making sure he felt it.


    "Ow¡ª!" Brandon barely suppressed the sound and his body jerked slightly from the pain.


    His entire body was already in shambles after sparring with Naevora, and now he had to deal with this too? "What are you doing?"


    Eira''s grip loosened slightly, and a faint pink hue painted her cheeks as she muttered "It is just so embarrassing thinking that she knows."


    Brandon sighed. Why is she overthinking this?


    Leaning in closer, he brought his lips near her ear and whispered "She knows I copy skills by kissing. So she must have understood it..."


    As he spoke, he brought his lips closer and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.


    HUH?


    Eira''s eyes widened in shock, and she hurriedly looked around to make sure that no one saw them.


    Since they were in the last bench, everyone is concentrating on the front.


    Even Calistra, who was right beside her, still seemed absorbed in the class, not paying attention to them.


    Taking a breath of relief, she turned to glare at him and opened her mouth to scold "You idio-"


    But before she could finish it, he leaned forward and pecked her lips, silencing her for a moment.


    Eh? For a brief moment, Eira''s mind blanked out.


    Her body tensed and her heart skipped a beat.


    Her brain completely failed to process what had just happened.


    Brandon pulled back almost immediately and a teasing smile formed on his lips as he watched her reaction.


    Eira, on the other hand, looked completely frozen and her face burned in a brilliant shade of red.


    Then all at once, her senses came crashing back, and she raised her arms, landing weak punches against his shoulder.


    "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Stop doing that!"


    Feeling her weak punches, Brandon chuckled in his heart and grabbed her hand, as he smoothly intertwined his fingers with hers.


    She stopped hitting him and turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Sear?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He leaned forward and whispered "Don''t worry... no one saw us."


    Eira huffed, still refusing to look at him "That''s not the point..."


    Brandon just shook his head helplessly and pulled her closer to him.


    She gave him a sidelong glare and even so, she didn''t resist when he pulled her in.


    She hesitated for a moment before finally leaning her head on his shoulder.


    "So," she murmured softly, "how did the sparring session go?"


    With a nod, he replied "It was good..."


    "Hmm..."


    Eira shifted slightly against him, adjusting her position so that her forehead lightly rested against his shoulder "Did you use the kiss I gave you?"


    Her words were quiet, meant only for him to hear.


    Brandon smiled upon hearing this and replied "Yeah... it helped a lot."


    Eira''s lips curled into a satisfied smile, though she kept her face buried against him so he won''t see her face.


    Meanwhile, from the corner of his eye, Brandon noticed subtle movement.


    Calistra.


    She turned her head as she looked at them for a brief moment.


    Looking at their closeness, she didn''t say anything.


    With a quiet breath, she shifted her attention back to the teacher, as if nothing had happened.


    Brandon narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if she is just naturally perceptive or if she had something on her mind.


    ''Is she trying to act mysterious or something?''


    For now, he chose to ignore it.


    ---


    In the afternoon, Brandon and Eira were walking through the Academic Halls, heading to the cafeteria.


    Eira let out a deep sigh with her hands tucked behind her back as she walked beside him.


    "Calistra might be thinking that we''re dating," she murmured, tilting her head slightly toward Brandon.


    "That''s probably why she didn''t come with us¡­ She must have thought she was the third wheel."


    Brandon chuckled at her reasoning, "You think so?"


    Eira shot him a sideways glance "Obviously. I mean, you were basically cuddling me in class, you idiot. What else is she supposed to think?"


    Brandon couldn''t hold back his laughter this time, and in response, Eira smacked his hand lightly.


    "It''s all because of you," she accused, narrowing her eyes at him.


    He just shrugged, "I don''t see the problem here."


    Before Eira could retort, a sudden force slammed into Brandon''s back, almost making him stumble forward.


    A pair of arms draped around his shoulders, and a familiar, energetic voice rang out in an exaggeratedly cheerful tone.


    "Brandonnn~~~ your favorite senior is here!"


    He barely managed to steady himself before he felt someone clinging onto him from behind.


    Brandon turned his head slightly, and sure enough, the teasing smile of a green-haired woman greeted him.


    "Astrid¡­?"


    The moment he said her name, Astrid''s grin widened like a mischievous fox.


    "Yup!" she chirped, tightening her grip around his shoulders.


    "This is your girlfriend, Astrid!"


    "How many times do I have to tell you? You are not my girlfriend. Now get down."


    Astrid, of course, had no intention of listening.


    Instead, she giggled and wrapped her legs around his waist, effectively locking herself onto him.


    "Noooo," she whined dramatically.


    "Why would I let go when my precious junior is right here?"


    Brandon could feel her legs tightening slightly around his torso and her arms hanging loosely around his neck as she rested her chin against his shoulder.


    Eira stood to the side and her eyebrows twitched slightly ''This guy...''


    Brandon looked at her to speak "Astrid..."


    "Come oooon," she interrupted, swaying her body slightly as if trying to make him lose balance again.


    "It''s been sooo long since I last saw you. I missed my cute little junior."


    "You saw me last week."


    "Exactly! That''s so long ago."


    Looking at her clinging to him like a koala, Brandon bent forward slightly and grabbed Astrid''s thighs, prying them apart from his waist before finally managing to dislodge her.


    "Haa... you are a pain in the ass."


    Astrid just giggled and hugged his arm "Alright, Alright, Let''s go to the cafeteria now."


    Brandon turned to look at Eira and saw her pouting "Eira..."


    "Yeah, Yeah.. coming."

 Chapter 58 - 58: Punishment*

    Pushing the door open, Ravene and Brandon entered the house "So... she messed with you again to arrange a meeting with me."


    With a nod, he stepped in and closed the door as he removed his shoes "Yeah... as I told you, she is your big fan and wanted you to speak with her."


    "Hmm..." Humming under her breath, she kicked off her heels as she shrugged off her labcoat and threw it down.


    She quickly began to unbutton her shirt "I see..."


    One by one, the buttons came undone, exposing more of her pale, smooth skin. When the last button was released, she tugged the blouse off and carelessly tossed it aside.


    Brandon looked at the green bra clinging to her chest, containing her massive breasts "Aunt Rave?"


    She took a step forward and grabbed his shoulders, pushing him to the wall. *thud*


    Before he could respond she leaned forward and took his lips in a hot kiss.


    His eyes widened for a split second and his hands found their way to her waist, feeling the heat radiating off her bare skin as he reciprocated the kiss.


    She proactively pushed her tongue in and he complied with her as he let out his intertwining with her.


    When she finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected their lips.


    She bit down on his lower lip, just hard enough to make him wince slightly before she smirked again.


    Her eyes narrowed as she brought his face closer to him "I saw footage of your training from last week..."


    Her breath hit against his lips as she tilted her head slightly "I saw you using that gravity skill, which belongs to the student in Ascendant class."


    "And if you want to use a skill, you need to kiss that woman. So?"


    Brandon was dumbfounded but then he smiled dryly, "Well yeah, I kissed her..."


    She pecked his lips and murmured against his skin "So, only kiss? Grabbing her breasts?"


    She tilted her head slightly "Did you have sex with her too? Was she better than me?"


    Eh? Brandon shook his head helplessly "No, Aun-"


    "Shut up... You cheated on me..."


    Brandon blinked his eyes "Aunt Rave..."


    Her smirk deepened as she leaned forward, brushing her lips against his neck "And today you will get punishment for cheating on me..."


    "You need to make up for kissing other women."


    As she spoke, she raised her hand and slowly slid it down his pants, gently grabbing his dick.


    "Aunt Rave..."


    A satisfied smile formed on her lips when she felt the stiffness in his pants.


    She slowly stroked his dick and whispered into his ear as her hot breath grazed his skin "Kael..."


    Her slender fingers wrapped around his dick and she slowly began stroking his shaft, up and down.


    Feeling the dick getting harder in her palm, she smiled in satisfaction.


    She leaned closer and nibbled on his earlobe as her warm breath caused him to shudder with pleasure.


    Suddenly, her hand stopped moving and she tightened her grip around his shaft.


    "Feel that?"


    Brandon looked at her and his body twitched feeling her grip on his dick "Aunt Rave... don''t grip it too tightly. It is very important for me."


    With a chuckle, she nodded "I know..."


    Keeping her playful smile, she caressed the tip of his dick making his body tremble in delight.


    She gently lowered her body and gripped the hem of his pants before pulling it along with his underwear.


    As his hard dick sprang out of his pants, Ravene was surprised.


    She slowly kneeled on the floor and looked at the majestic cock in front of her eyes. S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She reached out to touch his dick, and as she gently grabbed it, she felt the heat radiating in her palm.


    She gently stroked his dick up and down, starting to give him a handjob.


    Brandon closed his eyes, enjoying her delicate fingers stroking his cock.


    "Your dick is indeed big.. Kael... and this smell." She leaned forward a bit to inhale the scent of his dick.


    "Haa..." Brandon grunted in pleasure as he felt her breath hitting his sensitive tip.


    As she was giving him a handjob, Ravene noticed the pre-cum on the tip of his dick.


    She tenderly raised her left hand, her fingers softly teasing the tip of his cock and she felt his dick slightly twitching in her palm.


    Raising her head, she saw Brandon closing his eyes, enjoying her hand job.


    "Haa.. Aunt Rave."


    Seeing his satisfied face, she smiled and continued stroking his dick up and down while teasing his tip at the same time.


    Ravene stroked his dick even faster, and seeing his dick twitching in her palm and the oozing precum, the blush on her face deepened.


    "Aunt Rave¡­ urgh!" Brandon let out a low groan of satisfaction.


    "Haa..." A hot mist escaped her lips as she let out her tongue, licking the tip of his dick, tasting the precum.


    "Aunt Rave..." Brandon sighed in pleasure, feeling her wet tongue on his tip as Ravene continued licking the pre-cum from the tip.


    After tasting the pre-cum, she gently opened her mouth and pushed his huge dick into her mouth slowly.


    She gently moved her tongue in circular motions around the head of his dick and glanced up to see Brandon visibly enjoying the blowjob.


    *slurp* She maintained her focus on pleasuring him, using her tongue to caress every inch of his hard dick.


    "Urghh!" A pleasured groan escaped Brandon''s lips as he felt the tight muscles of her throat gripping the head of his dick.


    He reached down and grabbed her head before moving his waist.


    Ravene''s eyes widened in shock as he suddenly began to ram his dick into her mouth.


    She grabbed his waist for support and he continued fucking her mouth.


    A bit later, he pulled back a little to give her some time to breathe.


    "Haa..." Ravene immediately pulled back her mouth and saw his whole dick moistened by her saliva.


    "Kael..." Her eyes crescented in lust and she licked her lower lip.


    She again brought her face closer to his dick, gently licking his balls and her tongue trailed upwards, reaching the tip.


    Once more, she took his dick into her mouth and proceeded to suck it.


    *slurp* *slurp*


    Under the continuous licks of her tongue and the sucking of her lips, Brandon was pushed to the brink of pleasure.


    Ravene felt his dick throbbing in her mouth and in the next second *splurt*


    Brandon shot his load deep into her throat and Ravene retracted her mouth from his dick. *splurt*


    As she pulled back her mouth, Brandon continued cumming, painting her face and her bra with his white cum.


    "Ah!" Ravene was surprised by the amount of cum sprayed at her and closed her mouth with his thick cum still inside her mouth.


    *gulp* She slowly began to gulp the thick cum, swallowing it.


    As she glimpsed at his cock, she saw his cum flowing down even more.


    Letting out her tongue, she licked the cum off his dick and kissed his balls as she again began to suck his cock again.


    "Kael..."


    "Aah...." She opened her lips collecting a bit of saliva on her tongue as she dripped the saliva onto the top of his dick, mixing with his cum.


    She smirked seeing his dick twitching and stroked it up and down "What an ungrateful dick.. searching for other holes to fuck."


    "Ugh..." Brandon''s gaze trembled as Ravene again kissed his cock, pushing his dick deep into her mouth and her slippery fluids coated his cock.


    She raised her gaze to look at him and retracted her lips from his shaft.


    She looked at his testicles and licked her lips in lust "Kael... you are so cute..."


    With a grin, she leaned forward. kissing his balls and continued her handjob on his dick.


    "Ahhhh..." She opened her mouth wide and took both of his balls into her mouth.


    "Haaa...." Brandon gently grabbed her head and groaned in pleasure as her tongue began to play with his testicles, giving him intense delight.


    She rolled her tongue on his testicles tasting its flavour and her gaze was fixated on his flustered face as he thoroughly enjoyed her mouth service.


    Her fingers twirled on the tip of his cock and she gently pinched the tip making his body shudder in pleasure.


    "Aunt Rave..."


    Groaning in delight, he came again, splurting his semen all over her face, painting it white.


    Ravene retracted her lips and reached out, taking the thick semen from her face and began to lick her fingers.


    "The taste is not as bad as I expected... Kael."


    Seeing her licking his cum, Brandon crouched down and pushed her down on the floor.


    "Eh? Kael?"


    Before she could even react, he rolled up her skirt and saw the love juices dripping down her inner thigh.


    He smiled and moved the panty aside "Looks like you enjoyed that quite a bit, Aunt Rave."


    Ravene looked at him over her shoulder and the blush on her face deepened.


    Taking his dick, he gently caressed the tip of her pink outer folds before pushing it deep in one go.


    "Guaagh... Kaelllll..."

 Chapter 59 - 59: A hypothetical question?

    The grand hall was vast, with its high ceilings stretching so far above that the golden light filtering through the arched windows seemed almost heavenly.


    The floor reflected the glow of flickering lights, casting long, soft shadows across the room.


    At the center of the hall, there was an enormous statue, a divine figure sculpted in flawless white stone.


    It was the statue of a woman and her face was serene.


    She was draped in flowing robes, carved to appear as if they were gently moving in an unseen breeze.


    A crown rested upon her head, and her outstretched hands held a symbolic offering, though whether it was meant to give or receive was left to interpretation.


    An old woman wearing some kind of priest robes was standing in front of the statue.


    She slowly lowered her head in reverence ''Divinity... Rh¨¦anne Himelle.''


    As she was praying, she suddenly heard footsteps echoing in the grand and slightly raised her gaze.


    It was a young woman with silver hair wearing priest clothes; one of her eyes was covered with a blindfold while her other eye revealed her blue iris.


    Walking to the front, she lowered her head "Mother..."


    The old woman turned her gaze slightly and the young woman spoke "It is about that male awakener..."


    "Hmmm..."


    The High Priestess remained still, gazing up at the statue of Rh¨¦anne Himelle as if seeking the goddess''s silent guidance before turning her full attention to the young woman before her.


    "Speak."


    ---


    "Huff... Huff..."


    Ravene lay sprawled on the floor with cum covering her face, her breasts and her abdomen.


    As she moved slightly, even more cum oozed out of her pussy flowing down her thighs.


    Her eyes are still hazy, feeling the tingling pleasure coursing through her whole body.


    She slowly pushed herself up and sat on the floor.


    "Haa..."


    With a deep sigh, she turned her gaze to Brandon, who was sitting on the floor with his back leaning against the wall.


    "Aunt Rave..."


    Ravene slowly crawled to him and lay beside him on the floor.


    She let out a satisfied sigh as she stretched her body and her tousled black hair cascaded over her shoulders as she lazily turned her head to glance at Brandon.


    "Ah... I need to go and bathe."


    Brandon, still catching his breath, exhaled slowly, staring at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes.


    The thin sheen of sweat on his skin made the idea of a bath all the more tempting."Same..."


    For a moment, neither of them moved, simply relishing the quiet stillness after their intense sex.


    But then Ravene stretched her arms above her head, arching her back slightly before pushing herself up onto her elbows.


    She turned her head toward him, "Well? Are we just going to lay here like corpses, or are we actually getting up?"


    Brandon let out a deep sigh and finally sat up, running a hand through his slightly damp hair.


    His blazer was already discarded somewhere across the room, and his shirt clung uncomfortably to his body.


    "Fine, fine¡­" he grumbled, before getting to his feet.


    Ravene stretched once more, letting out a small hum of satisfaction before turning toward the bathroom. "Come on..."


    The soft glow of the overhead lights cast a golden hue over her fair skin as she walked ahead of him, slipping off the panty and skirt and tossing it aside.


    He followed after Ravene, stepping into the spacious bathroom.


    A large mirror stretched across one side which is slightly fogged from the residual humidity of previous showers.


    To the far end there is a glass-paneled walk-in shower.


    Ravene was already standing inside, reaching up to adjust the water temperature. Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The moment she turned the handle, a steady stream of warm water cascaded from the rainfall-style showerhead above.


    Steam quickly filled the air and the gentle hiss of water echoedsoftly.


    Brandon also quickly removed his clothes and stepped in after her.


    The warmth instantly washed over his skin as he felt the first droplets hit his shoulders.


    He rolled his neck slightly, letting out a small sigh as the heat worked against his stiff muscles.


    Ravene smiled as she reached for a bottle of body wash, squeezing a generous amount into her palm before rubbing it between her hands.


    "You look dead," she teased, glancing at him through half-lidded eyes.


    "What, did I wear you out that much?"


    Brandon gave her a sideways look, shaking his head as he ran his fingers through his damp hair, pushing it back. "You wish..."


    "You were the one sprawling on the floor."


    She let out a low chuckle, stepping closer to him and began to rub her hands over his shoulders, spreading the soapy lather across his skin.


    Brandon tensed slightly and let out a small breath, relaxing as the warmth of her touch and the steady pressure of her fingers worked against the tension in his muscles.


    "You''re way too stiff..." Ravene murmured, pressing her thumbs into the knots near his shoulder blades.


    She smiled and her fingers trailed down his arms, before she turned him slightly, gesturing for him to return the favor.


    "Your turn, kid."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly and reached for the bottle of soap, pouring some into his hands before starting to lather her back.


    "Haa...."


    ---


    The soft clinking of porcelain filled the quiet kitchen as Ravene set out a tray with cups and a small teapot.


    Dressed in a loose tank top and a pair of comfortable shorts, she leaned slightly over the counter, reaching for a small dish to place the snacks on.


    Her dark hair was still damp from the shower, cascading over one shoulder as she tucked a few strands behind her ear.


    Just as she was about to grab the teapot, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind.


    Brandon pulled her against him as he rested his chin against her shoulder.


    "Hmm?" Ravene hummed, tilting her head slightly as his arms tightened just a little more.


    "What''s this about?"


    With a chuckle, he replied "Nothing¡­ It''s just that you looked so hot, and watching you work in the kitchen like this¡­"


    His arms squeezed her a little more as he leaned in. "It looked like we were husband and wife."


    H-Huh?


    Ravene was startled and a quick blush spread across her cheeks as she looked at him "W-Wife?"


    Brandon was quite confused "What? You don''t want to be my wife?"


    Hearing this, she hurriedly shook her head "No, no.. it was just so sudden."


    With a playful glare, she hit his chest "And you will be a cheating Husband who kisses and touches other women."


    Brandon just rolled his eyes "Then I will marry them too and make them my wives, so I don''t have to cheat."


    She raised her eyebrows upon hearing this "What a greedy bastard you are?"


    He just hugged her closer "What''s wrong with that..."


    Ravene just huffed "Hm? You think you can just collect women like that?"


    He caressed his cheek with hers "It''s called sharing love. I can share love to them all."


    She again gave a hit on his chest and muttered "Just say you are a big pervert and a shameless player..."


    "Honestly I still don''t know why I love you... when you are like this."


    Brandon just chuckled and Ravene shook her head helplessly hearing his jokes.


    But then she realized something... Wait, having multiple women?


    She turned her head slightly and asked "Kael, let''s say hypothetically... Elize loves you as a man."


    Huh? Brandon was taken aback to hear this "Aunt Elize?"


    Huh? Ravene noticed a glint of happiness in his eyes at the mention of her name and a strange sensation stirred her heart "I said hypothetically..."


    He blinked for a second and nodded his head "Okay..."


    Letting out a sigh, she tilted her head slightly "So, in that case if you want to choose between me and Elize, who would you choose?"


    Eh?

 Chapter 60 - 60: The answer

    Brandon froze for a brief moment, caught completely off guard by the sudden question.


    "Elize? Where is this coming from?"


    Ravene let out a sigh as her fingers absentmindedly tapped against the counter.


    "I said hypothetically," she reminded him, turning her head slightly to glance at him.


    There was a strange glint in her eyes, one that made it clear she wasn''t just asking for fun.


    Brandon narrowed his eyes slightly looking at her.


    "So¡­ if I had to choose between you and Elize, who would I pick?"


    Ravene nodded and looked at him carefully.


    He let out a soft breath, rubbing the back of his neck "Well, that''s a messed-up question."


    Ravene nodded her head "I know... but I still want to hear your answer."


    Brandon stared at her for a moment before answering, "I wouldn''t choose."


    That made her blink. "What?"


    He gave a small shrug, "I wouldn''t choose," he repeated.


    "If I love you, and if I also love Aunt Elize... then why would I have to choose?"


    Ravene gave him a deadpan stare "Because that''s how things work, Kael. You pick one person and commit to them."


    Brandon tilted his head, a lazy smile creeping onto his lips "Says who?"


    She narrowed her eyes at him "Says society, obviously."


    He let out a deep sigh "Fuck the society. The society also said men couldn''t use ether, and look how that turned out."


    She opened her mouth to argue, then shut it again.


    "Besides..." he continued, placing a kiss on her lips...


    "What if I want to love you and still love someone else without having to give up either of you?"


    "I really don''t care about what society will think or what others will think.. I act according to my feelings."


    Ravene''s eyes narrowed slightly as if she was truly considering it "...And you think that would work?"


    Brandon grinned "Only if you''re willing to accept it."


    She clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes "Tch. So you really are a greedy bastard."


    "Absolutely..." he agreed without hesitation, pressing a kiss against her temple.


    She exhaled, shaking her head "And you expect me to be fine with that?"


    He leaned in closer and muttered "You tell me. Let''s say I pick you... can you really live happily with me knowing well that I don''t love you fully?"


    "That... a part of my heart will always love Elize..."


    "Or... if I chose Elize, you will not be my wife. Is it really okay with you?"


    "For me, I love both of you and don''t want to lose either of you..."


    She bit her lower lip, going quiet for a moment ''This bastard.. would even cheat behind my back if I told him no... Because I know he loves her more than me.''


    Brandon watched her, waiting for her reply. He could see the gears turning in her head...


    Finally, she sighed and muttered, "You''re the worst."


    "But you love me," he teased.


    She gave him a sharp look before sighing again, "...Yeah, I do."


    Brandon grinned in victory, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer "Then maybe, you might not mind sharing after all."


    Ravene let out a groan, pressing a hand against her forehead "Ugh. You really have no shame."


    "None at all," he agreed, nuzzling against her neck.


    She groaned, but this time, it wasn''t annoyed. It was more of a resigned kind of acceptance.


    "...Alright, I won''t say no outright," she finally muttered.


    Brandon blinked in surprise "Wait, seriously?"


    She gave him a sidelong glare. "Don''t push it."


    "Noted."


    She shook her head, muttering under her breath, "I swear, if I end up in some kind of weird sisterhood of lovers, it''ll be your fault."


    "I''ll take responsibility for it."


    Ravene rolled her eyes "Fine, whatever. But just know, if you ever start favoring one of us unfairly, I will personally make sure you suffer."


    "Yes, ma''am."


    She took a deep breath looking at the tea "Forget about tea... I am really mad right now."


    She raised her hand and grabbed his collar before pulling him towards the dining table.


    E-Eh?


    Brandon was dumbstruck as she pushed him onto the chair and looked down at him.


    "You need punishment again..."


    With that, she knelt down on the floor and pulled down his shorts.


    If this was punishment, he never wanted to be forgiven.


    ---


    Next day,


    The bustling energy of the academy was already in full swing as students filled the hallways, moving between classes or chatting in small groups.


    Walking through the Academic hallways, Brandon felt a slight numbness all over his body.


    ''Aunt Rave... finally showed the stamina of an S-rank awakener.''


    His body was already racked yesterday with Naevora''s training and after a full night of sex, his body is still aching...


    ''I am going to die at this rate...''


    As he was walking, he saw someone familiar striding towards him and smiled "Elena..."


    She raised her hand to dab and he quickly returned her dab "Morning..."


    Elena tilted her head slightly "Morning, Morning... You look kinda wrecked. Didn''t get a proper sleep?"


    With a nod, he replied "Yeah... kind of."


    Smiling, she nudged his shoulder "Come with me; I will buy you some drinks."


    "Hmm... alright."


    ---


    Brandon walked beside Elena as they made their way toward the vending machines located near one of the student lounges.


    The academy was vast, with multiple rest areas scattered throughout the campus, and this particular spot was a popular one.


    Rows of vending machines lined the wall, offering a variety of beverages, from regular bottled water to high-energy drinks.


    A few students were gathered nearby, some chatting idly while others fished out coins or scanned their cards to make a purchase.


    Elena came to a stop in front of one of the machines, glancing over the options with her hands casually tucked into her pockets.


    "Alright, Brand... Pick your poison."


    Brandon let out a small chuckle and rubbed the back of his neck, still feeling the stiffness in his muscles.


    His gaze swept over the different drinks available... some were simple, like iced tea and fruit juice.


    He finally settled on something refreshing "I''ll just grab an iced coffee."


    "Alright." She stepped forward, pulled out her mobile, and used it against the scanner.


    A small beep confirmed the payment, and within seconds, a can of iced coffee dropped into the retrieval slot.


    She bent down, grabbed it, and handed it to him without hesitation.


    "Here, drink up."


    Brandon took the can and rolled it between his hands "Thanks."


    Meanwhile, Elena turned her attention back to the vending machine and skimmed through the options for herself.


    "Hmm¡­" She tapped her foot against the tiled floor before making her choice.


    With a quick tap, another drink dropped down and it was just carbonated water.


    She twisted the cap open and took a sip, sighing in satisfaction "Ahh¡­ nothing beats a cold drink."


    Brandon just took another sip of his iced coffee as they again continued their morning walk in the academy.


    Elena noticed how he was walking and her gaze narrowed slightly ''Wait.. Is he?''


    She leaned forward to whisper in his ear "Were you busy yesterday night? Doing some heavy training..."


    Brandon almost choked on his coffee and looked at her in surprise. Huh?


    Seeing his reaction, Elena''s grin widened "Ohh, that reaction was strong. So I was right after all... Hahahaha."


    She again leaned forward and hushed in a low voice "Were you masturbating?"


    Brandon gave her a blank stare "No..."


    Giggling, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder "It''s okay; I can understand... its human nature after all."


    Just looking at his reaction, made her grin ear to ear "You don''t need to be shy. Everyone does it. I also masturbate hahaha." S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He immediately reached out and pinched her cheek, pulling it hard. "I don''t need that information!"


    "Owww¡ªHahaha!" Elena just laughed, even as she swatted his hand away.


    Letting out a sigh, he muttered "You have zero shame."


    "Hehe."


    Suddenly his mobile vibrated and he reached out to his pocket to retrieve his mobile.


    Hm? Looking at the unknown number calling him, his gaze squinted for a second before accepting the call.


    He heard a woman''s voice from the other side "Brandon, this is Esmery."


    Headmistress?


    "Miss Esmery?"


    With a nod, Esmery replied, "Hm, yeah... Can you come to my office for a moment? It''s urgent, so come quickly."

 Chapter 61 - 61: A talk with Acolyte

    Brandon pushed open the large wooden doors to the headmistress''s office and stepped inside.


    His eyes immediately flickered toward Esmery, who was seated behind her desk.


    However, it wasn''t Esmery who drew his full attention... it was the unfamiliar woman in the room.


    A woman is sitting on the chair with elegant composure, facing Esmery''s desk.


    She was draped in formal red and white clerical robes, and a black veil cascaded over her head, partially covering her long, silver-white hair.


    One of her eyes was hidden beneath a blindfold, while her other eye revealed her clear blue iris. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon walked to the desk and sat on the chair beside the new woman.


    Esmery smiled gently and spoke "Brandon, this is Acolyte Valiene Himelle, from the Holy Church of Rh¨¦anne."


    At the mention of the name, Brandon''s brows narrowed slightly.


    Himelle? That was the name of the divine figure worshipped in the grand temples across the world... the goddess Rh¨¦anne Himelle.


    ''I see, she is from the Holy Church.''


    Esmery continued to speak "She has come here to ask about your baptism."


    Brandon blinked in surprise "Baptism?"


    His gaze shifted toward Valiene, who had just remained silent thus far.


    Valiene finally spoke in a calm tone "It is a sacred rite. A blessing and an acknowledgment from the Holy Church. With your awakening as an Ether user, it is only natural that you are properly sanctified."


    Sanctified? Since when did he need the church''s approval?


    He had already been tested, examined, and questioned by the Academy and Government... was this just another formality?


    Still, he kept his thoughts to himself "I wasn''t aware this was necessary..."


    Valiene looked into his eyes "It is not a matter of necessity. It is a matter of ensuring that your existence is recognized within the divine order."


    Brandon narrowed his eyes slightly. "Divine order?"


    The acolyte inclined her head slightly "Ether is a gift bestowed upon those chosen by the heavens. As the first male Ether user, you exist as an anomaly... a break in what has been understood for centuries."


    "The church, in its wisdom, sees this as both an omen and a revelation."


    Brandon frowned. He could already tell where this was going.


    The Holy Church likely saw him as some kind of prophesied figure... or worse, a deviation that needed to be handled.


    He shot a look at Esmery, who remained silent.


    Brandon let out a sigh and spoke "And if I refuse this baptism?"


    Valiene''s expression did not change "Then you refuse. Free will is an essential part of faith. However, the church will proceed with or without your cooperation."


    "For others, they only get baptized on their own consent.. but you, Brandon Kael, you are different."


    "Your existence raises questions. It is the church''s duty to seek understanding in all things."


    Brandon''s eyes twitched in irritation ''So I can''t even refuse? I don''t want to get involved in this religion mess.''


    First the government, now the church?


    Looking at Valiene, he asked "And what exactly does this baptism involve? Prayers? Holy water? Do I have to swear some kind of oath?"


    Valiene folded her hands on her lap, "The Rite of Baptism is a sacred ceremony. You will stand before the altar, where the High Priestess will conduct the ritual."


    "Holy water, will be poured upon your body to cleanse your soul of impurities. A divine scripture will be read to affirm your place in the celestial path."


    Brandon tilted his head slightly, unimpressed "Sounds an awful lot like a public branding."


    Valiene''s expression remained unchanged hearing the tease "If you wish to see it that way, I will not argue. However, this is a rite of acceptance, not submission."


    "You will not be forced to kneel, nor will doctrine bind you. It is simply a declaration that you, Brandon Kael, exist within the will of the heavens."


    Esmery, who had remained mostly silent, finally leaned forward, "Brandon, the reality is this... your existence is remarkable."


    "You already have eyes on you from the government, the academies, and the other organizations. The church is simply the next in line."


    "Whether you accept it or not, you have become a symbol, and symbols hold power."


    Brandon rubbed the back of his neck, sighing. "And if I accept, what happens then? Do I suddenly become a follower of the church?"


    Valiene shook her head. "No. Your faith, or lack thereof, is your own choice. The baptism is not a conversion, merely a recognition. However¡­"


    She paused, tilting her head slightly. "It would be¡­ favorable if you were to attend certain religious gatherings in the future. As a gesture of goodwill."


    Brandon narrowed his eyes slightly "Favorable for who?"


    "The Church. And yourself," Valiene said without hesitation.


    "Your position is unstable, Brandon Kael. You may not see it now, but you will soon come to understand that alliances are invaluable."


    "The church is offering you protection... an acknowledgment that you are not an anomally, but a part of the divine plan."


    Keeping her calm smile, she spoke "There are those who fear what they do not understand. And there are those who would rather eliminate uncertainty than seek enlightenment."


    Brandon''s expression dimmed. He understood her implication.


    He always knew that being the only male ether user would bring trouble, but this was the first time someone had so openly hinted at the possibility of people wanting to remove him from the equation altogether.


    He finally realized what rejecting the baptism could mean...


    Would it paint him as a heretic? A danger to their established beliefs?


    Would it push the Holy Church from a neutral observer into a more antagonistic role?


    His gut told him that outright refusing them might just make things worse.


    Valiene looked at him for a moment before speaking "You do not need to answer now. The ceremony will be held seven days from now, in the Grand Cathedral of the Holy Church."


    She then gracefully rose from her seat, adjusting the folds of her ceremonial robes "I will take my leave now."


    Brandon watched as she turned, her veil flowing behind her as she strode toward the door.


    Just before exiting, she paused and glanced back at him.


    "Think carefully, Brandon Kael. There are forces in this world that you have yet to see."


    And with that, she left.


    The room was silent for a long moment before Brandon let out a long sigh and slumped back in his chair.


    "¡­Well, that was a lot."


    Esmery nodded with a chuckle "You should take this seriously, Brandon. The church has power... power that rivals even the government in some areas."


    Hearing this, Brandon stared at the ceiling ''I am fucked...''

 Chapter 62 - 62: Kiss kiss

    "M-Mhm.. Idiot."


    "Stop it..."


    "Stop what?"


    "Stop kissing..."


    "No..."


    Keeping Eira in his lap, Brandon hugged her tightly as he tenderly sucked on her lips, relishing the softness of her luscious lips.


    Eira reciprocated the kiss, as her fingers tangled in his hair, hugging his neck tightly.


    Brandon hummed in amusement, his hands trailing up her back, pulling her closer as he tilted his head slightly to taste more of her.


    Pulling back from the kiss, Eira took a soft breath and her face was already crimson "I-idiot.. we are still inside the campus."


    He leaned forward, nuzzling his face on her neck, enjoying the warmth of her skin "But we are in a private resting area.. should be okay."


    Eira closed her eyes, feeling his lips playing slow kisses on her neck "Idiot..."


    "Mmm.." She bit down on her lower lip, trying to suppress a small noise when he kissed the side of her neck again as his warm breath sent a pleasant tingling sensation through her entire body.


    "Are you going to training after this... that''s why you wanted my skill and ether?"


    Brandon who was kissing her neck, chuckled and moved his lips a bit to kiss her ear "No, I just wanted to kiss you."


    E-Eh?


    The blush on her face deepened and she pinched his cheek "You are kissing me just because you want to?"


    Looking into her eyes, he nodded his head "Yeah... you are cute and I wanted to kiss you."


    "And you haven''t told me to stop yet..."


    Her lips twitched "Do you want me to tell you to stop?"


    Brandon tilted his head slightly "Do you want to?"


    Her breath hitched.


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    Why is he so good at turning things back on her?


    Suddenly he heard a ringtone, and his gaze squinted as he reached out to take his mobile from his pocket.


    Looking at the contact name, he smiled dryly before picking it up. "Naevora..."


    Naevora''s lips twitched in frustration "Don''t call me by my name so casually. And where are you right now?"


    Looking at Eira in his lap, he replied "Uh, I am in the Academy right now."


    With a nod, Naevora spoke "Good, come to Arena six."


    Eh? Brandon raised an eyebrow "There is no schedule for training today, though."


    She replied "Yeah, I know.. Come here quick; I will introduce my other student to you."


    Hearing this, he nodded his head "Alright..."


    "Hmm.." She canceled the call.


    As he cancelled the call, he put the mobile back on his pocket and looked at Eira "Seems like I need to go..."


    Eira''s gaze squinted in thought "Naevora, is that the SS rank awakener training you?"


    Brandon nodded his head and Eira smiled faintly "That''s great. She is one of the strongest SS rank awakeners."


    "Mhm..."


    Brandon''s eyes softened as he leaned forward, capturing her lips in a tender kiss.


    Eira blinked at first, but soon, she closed her eyes and she reciprocated without hesitation as her hands instinctively gripped his shoulders.


    Brandon deepened the kiss and his fingers trailed along the side of her face, caressing her skin gently.


    His lips soon strayed from her mouth, pressing soft kisses along her jawline.


    Eira sighed and her fingers gripped his shirt as she tilted her head slightly, making it easier for him to kiss her.


    Brandon took his time, savoring the moment as he trailed lower, reaching her neck.


    Then, without a second thought, he parted his lips, intent on leaving a mark.


    But before he could, Eira suddenly pushed him back slightly "Wait¡ªno¡­"


    Brandon blinked in surprise, caught off guard by the abrupt rejection.


    Eira averted her gaze, slightly embarrassed. "Last time, I got caught¡­ because you kissed me near there."


    Her fingers hesitated for a moment before she sighed softly.


    Then, slowly, she loosened her blazer just a little and unbuttoned two of the top buttons of her shirt.


    Eira pulled her shirt down slightly, exposing her collarbone and the skin just above her breasts.


    A deep blush colored her cheeks as she swallowed lightly.


    "H-Here, maybe¡­" she mumbled, looking away, too shy to meet his gaze directly.


    Brandon blinked in surprise and his heart skipped a beat at her gesture.


    For a moment, he simply stared at her, looking at the sight of her slightly exposed skin, the smooth curve of her collarbone, and the deep blush coloring her cheeks.


    But then, his expression softened, and slowly, he leaned forward.


    Brandon placed a soft kiss on her collarbone and a small, shaky breath escaped Eira''s lips.


    His lips moved again, pressing another kiss slightly lower, just enough to make her grip his shoulder unconsciously.


    And then, finally, he opened his lips slightly, sucking gently on the spot just above her chest, leaving behind a faint trace mark.


    Eira''s entire body tensed for a second and her hands instinctively clutched his shirt tightly, her nails lightly digging into the fabric.


    Brandon smiled slightly against her skin, enjoying her reaction.


    "That okay?" he murmured against her collarbone.


    Eira exhaled softly, "¡­Idiot."


    He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her, his head resting against her shoulder.


    Eira, caught slightly off guard, blinked before sighing softly, letting her arms naturally wrap around his head.


    She gently ran her fingers through his hair.


    For a moment, neither of them spoke.


    They simply stayed in that position, holding each other in comfortable silence.


    A little later, he pulled back his head and pecked her lips softly "I am going then..."


    She nodded her head and leaned forward, kissing his cheek "Give me your contact info."


    Still smiling, he reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone.


    With a few quick taps, he handed it to her, and she took it, swiftly typing in her number before saving it.


    She handed the phone back, and Brandon glanced at the contact name she had entered.


    "Eira, huh? Just your name? No cute nickname?"


    Eira gave him a slight glare "What, do you want me to write ''cutest girlfriend'' or something?"


    Brandon smiled teasingly "You''re admitting you''re my girlfriend now?"


    Eira''s face instantly turned red, and she shoved his shoulder lightly. "Shut up!"


    With that, she got down from the lap and he stood up.


    ---


    Entering the Arena six, Brandon glanced at Naevora who was wearing a different jacket over her sports bra.


    And there is a beautiful dark-skinned woman beside her who has blonde hair and silver eyes.


    The woman''s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Naevora, who was standing beside her "I can''t really believe you took him as your student."


    Hm? Naevora glimpsed at her "You don''t like him, Yve?"


    Hearing this, the woman just replied "It''s... he is still a man. Let''s just say it feels weird having a man here."


    Naevroa just shrugged "I think it''s interesting."


    Brandon could immediately tell that the new woman wasn''t the friendly type.


    As he reached them, Naevora gestured toward Yverine "This is Yverine, your senior."


    Looking at her, Brandon smiled faintly, and she just narrowed her eyes slightly.


    With a thoughtful gaze, she muttered "It is nice to see you, the only male awakener."


    -_- "Yeah, nice to meet you too."


    Yverine glanced at Naevora "So that''s it right? You wanted to introduce him to me.. I am leaving then, Master."


    Naevora nodded her head "Yeah, you can go."


    She nodded her head and quickly left the Arena six.


    Hmm.. Musing under his breath, Brandon moved closer to Naevora "She seems quite hostile toward me, Naevora."


    Naevora just sighed "It must be weird for her to suddenly getting piled up with a guy. Give her some time."


    She reached out and pinched his ear "And don''t call me by my name."


    Brandon winced in mild pain "If you don''t want to get called by your name, why do you have that name?"


    She clicked her tongue "Just call me Master like her."


    "No."


    "You brat..."


    "Bitch."


    "Alright, you are dead. We are doing training now..."


    "Wait, there is no schedule today."


    "There is now."


    "You are just making up excuses to beat me."


    "Good thing you understand."

 Chapter 63 - 63: Classes? Fuck them

    "Hm..."


    Sitting on the wooden bench in Arena six, Naevora mused under her breath as she looked at Brandon, who was comfortably lying on her lap.


    "The Holy Church of Rheanne..."


    Brandon shifted slightly, finding an even more comfortable position as he rested his head against the soft warmth of her thighs.


    "Stop squirming, brat..."


    She seemed lost in thought as her fingers absentmindedly ran through his hair.


    Her gaze narrowed slightly "Since you are the only man in recorded history to use Ether, it is normal for them to approach you."


    "They have a different kind of authority. One that doesn''t rely on politics or law... but belief."


    "After Government, they have the biggest authority in this planet."


    "And now they want to baptize you?"


    Looking at her, Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, she said, it is compulsory for me. Did you baptize there, Naevora?"


    Naevora tilted her head slightly "Nope, I don''t believe in their religion of this Goddess Rheanne Himelle."


    "The Church of Rh¨¦anne has been the strongest religious institution for centuries. Their doctrine claims Ether is a ''divine gift'' bestowed upon those worthy women."


    Her expression darkened slightly "And now, you show up, breaking all their established beliefs that Ether is gifted for women."


    "They must be pretty angry eh."


    "If they''re already trying to ''sanctify'' you, that means they''ve made their decision. They will involve you in their affairs, one way or another."


    Brandon facepalmed himself "I really don''t want to get involved in this mess. I just want to live a normal life."


    With a sigh, Naevora spoke in a serious tone "Forget about normal life, Brandon..."


    "You are not normal like others; you are a Deviant. So powerful people will constantly try to invade your life..."


    Naevora''s eyes gleamed as she leaned down slightly, her face hovering just above his "Stop overthinking about this and the best course of action is to get along with these things."


    "You can''t fight against those powerful people."


    "For now, focus on getting stronger and create a strong foothold."


    "As long as you are weak, people will always try to control you... so train harder, so you can stand against those people and live your life the way you want."


    "If the Church does decide to make a move, you don''t want to be in a position where you''re forced to comply."


    "Power talks, kid."


    She closed her eyes for a moment "What I said may sound cringe to you... but it is the truth."


    Brandon nodded his head faintly, contemplating the things she just said.


    Looking at him, she asked "So when is the baptism?"


    "A week from now on."


    Hearing this, she narrowed her gaze slightly "Then Brandon, tomorrow we can go to a low level dungeon to train you. What do you say?"


    He was surprised for a moment before asking "Is it your own Dungeon?"


    With a proud smile, she replied, "Of course, it''s a dungeon I conquered when I was a student."


    "Oh..." Brandon mused under his breath and nodded his head.


    "Alright, we can go."


    She smiled and grabbed his head before taking it from her lap "Now, then... you can go back to your class."


    With that, she stood up and turned to look at him "By the way, do you like any weapons?"


    Brandon pulled himself up and sat on the seat before replying, "Yeah... maybe daggers. It felt easy to use."


    "Alright."


    She turned her back and walked to the exit of the Arena.


    Brandon sat there for a few moments, and at this time, his mobile vibrated, and he reached out for his pocket.


    Hm? Looking at the message, he smiled and stood up "Seems like she will be here today."


    ---


    The midday sun hung lazily in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the sprawling Academy grounds.


    Students moved around, rushing between buildings, chatting, and preparing for the next set of lessons.


    Brandon, however, had no such motivation.


    He exhaled heavily as he walked along one of the quieter pathways.


    The weight of expectations, responsibilities, and his ever-growing entanglement with forces far beyond his control pressed down on him.


    Classes? Right now, he could care less.


    With a sigh, he pulled his phone from his pocket, scrolling through his contacts before dialing a number.


    Three rings in, and the call was picked up.


    "Woonie?"


    A small smile played on Brandon''s lips at the familiar voice "Dhayun, where are you right now?"


    "Hm? I''m about to go to class. Why?"


    Brandon smiled "Fuck the classes. Come to the space near the 2nd-year Ascendant Class."


    Han Dhayun was dumbfounded, but she complied nonetheless. "Fine, okay."


    Brandon ended the call, stuffing his phone back into his pocket as he leaned against a pillar, waiting.


    A few minutes later, he heard hurried footsteps approaching.


    "Woonie!"


    Brandon turned his head just in time to see Han Dhayun walking toward him with a big grin on her face.


    Just as he was about to greet her¡ª


    Thwack!


    Dhanyun pulled back her hand and punched right in his gut.


    "Urgh¡ª!"


    Brandon winced and staggered back as he clutched his abdomen, rubbing the sore spot "You damn bitch¡ª"


    Han Dhayun just chuckled seeing him like this.


    He let out an exaggerated groan and stood up straight "You seriously need to find another way to express your affection, you violent woman."


    She just shrugged "Never mind that. So? Why are we here?"


    Brandon wrapped his arm over her shoulders, pulling her in close "Come on, let''s bunk class."


    Han Dhayun raised an eyebrow. "Not feeling like attending classes?"


    "Yup."


    She sighed and shook her head helplessly "Don''t tell me you''re just being lazy."


    Brandon let out a soft sigh "Just¡­ not in the mood for lectures."


    Han Dhayun looked at his expression.


    Normally, Brandon had an easygoing, cocky demeanor, but right now, there was something different in his eyes.


    Something weary...


    Instead of prying about it, she simply nudged him with her elbow "Fine, but you better not drag me down with you if a professor catches us."


    "Yeah, yeah..."


    Eventually, they reached a secluded part of the campus... a peaceful space surrounded by tall trees.


    A particularly large tree stood proudly in the center, its thick branches casting ample shade over a single wooden bench beneath it.


    With a content sigh, Brandon sat down on the bench and, without hesitation, pulled Han Dhayun down beside him.


    As soon as she settled, she leaned onto him, resting her head against his shoulder.


    Brandon sighed in his heart, tilting his head back against the bench.


    The rustling of leaves and distant chatter of students formed a soft, ambient background noise.


    For a while, neither of them spoke.


    Han Dhayun let out a quiet sigh, absently tracing circles on the wooden surface of the bench with her finger "What happened, idiot? you seem quite different today."


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    She nodded. "You''re still annoying as ever, but there''s something else..."


    His gaze lowered "¡­It''s complicated."


    Han Dhayun didn''t push further and simply waited for him to speak.


    After a few moments, he finally spoke.


    "You ever feel like you''re being pulled into something way bigger than yourself? Like, no matter what you do, you''re getting dragged along, and there''s nothing you can do to stop it?"


    Han Dhayun slowly sat up, tilting her head "¡­You mean, like fate?"


    "I don''t know if it''s fate or just bad luck, but ever since I awakened, my life has been getting more chaotic by the day."


    Han Dhayun''s eyes condensed "¡­Because you''re the only male Ether user?"


    He gave a nod "Yeah. And because of that, everyone has an interest in me. The Church. The government. The Academy. Even people I don''t know yet."


    She was silent for a moment before she murmured, "Must be exhausting."


    Brandon chuckled dryly "Yeah..."


    Han Dhayun turned her body slightly, facing him. "You know if things ever get too overwhelming¡­ you can talk to me."


    Brandon blinked in surprise, caught off guard by her sincerity.


    "¡­Thanks, Dhayun."


    She raised her hand, gently caressing his cheek and he closed his eyes feeling the warmth of her palm on his skin.


    Looking at him, her eyes softened in tenderness "Want to sleep on my lap?"


    He opened one of his eyes "No, can I squeeze your breasts?"


    She gave him a blank stare "Shall I punch you?"


    "No."


    With a sigh, she retracted her hand and rolled up her skirt showing her ample thighs with smooth skin "Come and lay here; maybe this will quench your pervert desires."


    Brandon smiled and, without hesitation, laid his hand on her squishy thighs.


    The moment his cheek made contact, a pleased hum rumbled from his throat.


    "Damn, Dhayun¡­" he muttered. "Your thighs are so soft. Are you even human?"


    The warmth of her thighs, the way they cushioned his head so perfectly... it was bliss.


    He turned his head slightly and caught sight of her underwear.


    "...Oh."


    The moment Dhayun saw where his eyes had wandered, her face turned bright red.


    Before Brandon could make another sound, she grabbed the rolled-up cloth of her skirt and slammed it down over his face, effectively cutting off his view.


    "Idiot! Don''t look there!"


    "Mmph- O-Okay..."


    With a huff, she pressed his face deeper into her thighs, using the fabric as leverage "You pervert, if you say one more word, I''ll suffocate you here and now."


    Brandon closed his eyes and thought for a second "Haa, worth it..."

 Chapter 64 - 64: Been a while

    VROOM!


    The roar of the Porsche''s engine echoed through the empty road as Brandon pressed his foot against the accelerator.


    Seated in the passenger seat beside him, Ravene leaned back, legs crossed, her arm resting casually on the door''s armrest.


    Brandon smiled and slowed the car down slightly before reaching for the gear shift.


    With a swift motion, he downshifted and let the engine growl deeply as they coasted smoothly through the next stretch of road.


    The wind from the slightly open window tousled Ravene''s long hair.


    She is wearing a simple black crop top that clung to her figure and a pair of tight jeans that showed her toned legs.


    Brandon smiled as he reached out with his right hand, resting it on her thigh. "Comfy?"


    With a nod, she placed her hand above his hand "Yeah..."


    After a few more minutes of silence, Ravene suddenly stretched her arms "Haaah¡­ this isn''t so bad. Just the two of us, on the open road. Feels kinda nice."


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah. It does."


    Letting out a soft sigh, Ravene looked outside at the evening sun and closed her eyes for a moment ''I hope it wont be awkward...''


    ---


    They soon reached a house within the Solvyrn City.


    Brandon parked the car on the side and Ravene tensed slightly.


    Seeing this, Brandon leaned forward and kissed her cheek "Don''t worry, come on."


    "Mhm..."


    Both of them stepped out of the car and walked to the door.


    Reaching there, Brandon pressed the door beel and he heard a familiar voice from inside "Kael? wait a minute..."


    A few seconds later, the door opened, and he saw Elize stepping out wearing a black tank top and matching black shorts.


    Elize smiled gently and opened her arms "Oh my, darling.. it''s been a while."


    Without hesitation, he stepped forward, closing the distance between them before leaning in to wrap his arms around her in a tight hug, "Aunt Elize..."


    Hugging her tightly, he sighed in her arms "It is good to see you again."


    With a chuckle, he hugged him back tightly "Same here, dear... I was so worried about you."


    Elize''s gaze drifted to Ravene and she smiled "Ravene... thank you for taking care of him."


    Ravene nodded her head "It''s okay... he is a pain in the ass sometimes though."


    Hearing this, Elize couldn''t help but laugh and pinched Brandon''s cheek "Don''t annoy your Aunt Rave..."


    Brandon nodded his head "Mhm."


    Smiling, she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside "Come in, Kael."


    Entering in, she gestured toward the couch "Sit here, I will bring something for you to drink..." she said before walking to the kitchen.


    Ravene nodded slightly and made her way to the couch.


    She smoothed down her dress before sitting down and her eyes instinctively drifted toward Brandon, expecting him to sit beside her.


    But before she could say anything, Brandon had already walked past her, straight toward the kitchen, following Elize without a second thought.


    Ravene''s fingers twitched slightly, and her lips parted, as if she wanted to call him back "Br..."


    But she stopped herself.


    Her eyes quivered as she watched the two of them disappear into the kitchen together.


    A strange tinge of jealousy settled in her chest.


    It wasn''t that she disliked Elize... in fact, she respected the woman deeply.


    But seeing Brandon so naturally gravitate toward her¡­ it made Ravene feel a little left out.


    She sighed inwardly, trying to push the feeling away as she leaned back against the couch. sea??h th§× ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Elize turned around when she sensed Brandon following her.


    "Kael?"


    Brandon leaned against the counter "Why are you treating us like guests? We''re family."


    Elize shook her head helplessly as a soft chuckle escaped her lips "I just wanted both of you to rest after the car ride," she explained before walking over to the refrigerator.


    She took a bottle of juice from the refrigerator and two cups.


    His voice was casual when he asked, "How is this house? Do you like it? What about the neighborhood?"


    Elize poured the juice into the cups before glancing at him with a fond smile "Yeah, yeah¡­ I like it very much, Kael,"


    Her expression softened even further. "Now that I''m here, I don''t have to worry much about you..."


    She stepped closer and reached out, ruffling his dark hair affectionately.


    "You can come and see me whenever you want..."


    "And since we''re pretty close now, there''s no excuse not to visit me often."


    Brandon let out a small laugh as he leaned into her touch. "Got it, got it," he muttered.


    Elize hummed before returning to her task.


    She set a few light snacks onto a plate, arranging them neatly before picking up one of the cups of juice.


    Without hesitation, she walked back to the living room and handed it to Ravene, "Here you go, dear."


    Ravene accepted the cup with a small nod.


    Brandon, on the other hand, remained in the kitchen, watching as Elize returned.


    She leaned back against the counter beside him, exhaling softly "So, how is everything going?"


    Brandon shrugged slightly, resting his arms on the countertop "It''s¡­ well, I''m somehow managing,"


    Elize looked at him for a moment before sighing deeply. "It must be tough for you¡­ being suddenly thrown into this world,"


    His gaze wavered and he hesitated for a moment before asking "Aunt Elize¡­ about you being an Empyrean in the past."


    A quiet sigh escaped her lips before as she turned to look at him "As I thought, Ravene told you everything."


    Brandon nodded, "Mhm... and because of me, you had to¡ª"


    Before he could finish, Elize raised her hand and gently pressed a finger against his lips, silencing him.


    "Kael... never blame yourself for it."


    "I''m very happy being like this, as your aunt. I don''t regret anything. If anything¡­"


    Her lips curved into a soft, almost nostalgic smile "Haa¡­ I don''t have to carry big burdens anymore. I don''t have to think about duty, responsibility, or anything else. I just had to take care of a cute little boy¡­"


    Brandon''s eyes widened slightly.


    Elize''s gaze softened as a beautiful smile appeared on her lips "And still, I think that is the best decision I''ve ever made in my life,"


    Brandon''s chest tightened to hear her words...


    Then, before he could stop himself, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a firm hug.


    Elize blinked in surprise at first, but she quickly relaxed and hugged him in return.


    Inhaling her scent, he melted into her embrace.


    "I love you, Aunt Elize," he murmured against her shoulder.


    Elize chuckled softly, rubbing his back. "I love you too, darling..."


    He pulled back his face a little and pressed a firm kiss on her cheek "Thank you for raising me..."


    Elize''s gentle eyes softened even further as she brushed a few stray strands of hair away from his forehead "You don''t have to thank me... I enjoyed raising you. You are a cute little boy... now grown into a youngman."


    "I am always proud of my Kael."


    Seeing the kind smile on her lips, Brandon''s gaze quivered in guilt "I am.. sorry..."


    Elize blinked at his words before shaking her head with a small, exasperated sigh.


    Without hesitation, she cupped his face with both hands and gently shook him "Hm? How many times do I have to tell you¡­ don''t blame yourself."


    Her tone was affectionate but it looked like scolding a child.


    "But because of me-"


    "Shhhhh."


    She hushed him immediately, pressing a soft finger against his lips to silence him.


    "I am perfectly alright with this. I don''t think even being an Empyrean would give me such happiness..."


    "Because I enjoyed raising you... Every moment of it."


    Brandon just closed his eyes, feeling her warm hands and hugged her again.


    They stayed like that for a while, simply enjoying the comfort of each other''s presence.


    "Ahem..." It wasn''t until a soft cough... they both snapped out of it.


    Brandon lifted his head slightly, turning toward the doorway... where Ravene was standing.


    "Uh¡­ are you two done?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.


    Brandon blinked, "Uh¡­"


    Ravene''s eyes flickered between the two of them "Listen, I don''t want to interrupt your little family lovefest here, but I''ve been sitting in that living room for the past ten minutes. Alone. While you two were¡­"


    She gestured vaguely at them. "¡­doing this."


    Brandon looked at her and spoke "I am spending some family time with my Aunt."


    Meanwhile, Elize just chuckled, looking at Ravene.


    She patted his cheek one last time before stepping back "Then come on, both of you. Let''s sit and talk properly," she said with a smile.


    As she walked into the living room, Brandon walked to Ravene and whispered "Why did you interrupt us?"


    Ravene lowered her gaze... Why did she do that?


    Was she jealous?


    Or was she afraid that he was cheating on her and kissing Elize in the kitchen?


    Or is she just overthinking?


    Brandon shook his head helplessly and pecked her lips "Well anyway, come on..."


    He pulled her back to the living room.

 Chapter 65 - 65: Really jealous?

    The living room was dimly lit and the only illumination was coming from the soft glow of the television screen.


    Brandon is sitting in the middle as he leaned into Elize''s embrace.


    She wrapped one arm around his shoulders as her fingers gently ran through his hair.


    His head rested against her shoulder and his eyes were half-lidded as he lazily watched the screen.


    On his other side, Ravene was also close with her body pressed against his as she wrapped both hands around his arm.


    However, unlike Elize, who exuded maternal warmth and care, Ravene''s hold on him was firmer, almost possessive.


    Her eyes flickered toward Elize every now and then, looking at the way the older woman cradled Brandon against her.


    It''s not like Ravene dislikes Elize. In fact, she admires her.


    But watching Brandon melt into her arms so naturally... made something inside her twist.


    Meanwhile, Brandon simply sighed in contentment. "Mmm¡­ this feels nice," he mumbled, snuggling a little closer to Elize.


    Ravene''s grip on his arm tightened ''Nice?''


    She resisted the urge to click her tongue.


    Elize continued to stroke Brandon''s hair with a small smile on her lips "You were always a cuddly little thing, Kael..."


    Brandon chuckled lazily, shifting slightly to get even more comfortable "Mhm¡­ You''re just warm."


    Ravene''s eye twitched slightly.


    ''I''m warm too.''


    She glanced at him, debating whether she should pull him away.


    But he looked so damn comfortable¡­ with her.


    Still, she couldn''t help but feel slightly irritated.


    Is it because he was so naturally affectionate with Elize?


    It''s not like he had never shown her affection... he had.


    He kissed her, he flirted with her and they even had sex.


    But this soft, unconscious need for closeness... is different.


    This isn''t him trying to charm someone. This isn''t him playing around.


    This was just him being himself.


    And he was completely at ease doing it with Elize.


    Ravene let out a sigh and shook her head slightly ''This is ridiculous. Why am I even thinking like this?''


    Still, her fingers curled even tighter around his arm, pulling it closer to her chest.


    Brandon turned his head slightly to glance at her "What''s wrong?"


    Ravene hesitated for a moment before shaking her head. "Nothing."


    Brandon smiled and adjusted his position slightly, lifting his arm so that she could snuggle against him more comfortably.


    Ravene blinked in surprise and looked up at him.


    He didn''t say anything; he didn''t tease her about being jealous.


    He just¡­ made space for her.


    A strange warmth bloomed in her chest.


    She let out a small, breathless laugh and finally rested her head against his shoulder "Idiot."


    Brandon chuckled and kissed her head "Yeah, yeah."


    Time passed as they continued watching the television.


    ---


    A few minutes later, Brandon glanced at Ravene and saw that she is sleeping in his arms.


    Elize also noticed this and spoke "Bring her upstairs, there is a free room there..."


    With a nod, he gently moved her so she wouldn''t wake up and carefully took her in his arms in a princess carry before walking upstairs.


    Reaching upstairs, he slightly kicked open the door and looked at the bed.


    Ravene opened her eyes to look at him and Brandon was surprised "Aunt Rave..."


    She hugged his neck tightly and Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "Were you faking that?"


    Hugging him tighter, she nodded his head "Mhm... I wanted to spend some alone time with you."


    Hearing this, Brandon chuckled and gently put her down before hugging her closer "Were you jealous?"


    She buried her face on his shoulder "No..."


    Brandon patted her head teasingly "And now you are lying... why are you even jealous? I already told y-"


    "Shut up..."


    Hm? Brandon blinked in surprise hearing her tone.


    She hugged him even tighterand her body trembled as her fingers twisted his fabric "Shut up... please... shut up..."


    Huh? Brandon''s was surprised to feel her body trembling in his arms and quickly raised her chin from his shoulder to look at her face.


    H-Huh? His heart nearly sank seeing the tears moistening her eyes "Aunt.. Rave?"


    He gently cupped her face in his palms and quickly brushed the tears "What happened?" Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She clung to him desperately "I am not jealous... I am scared.."


    "Scared that you might stop loving me... if you spend more time with Elixe."


    Brandon''s eyes quivered and he felt his chest tighten to see her crying like this.


    She looked at him through her tear-soaked blurred vision "B-Because since we came here... your whole attention is on her... you are following her..."


    She bit down her lips before continuing "You are looking at her affectionately. Why are you not seeing me? I am also here... Am I not your lover?"


    "You love me too... right? so look at me too, p-please don''t ignore me."


    Brandon''s throat tightened and a sting of guilt settled in his heart as he brushed the tears "I am sorry... Aunt Rave."


    He had been so happy to see Elize again and so focused on catching up with her, that he failed to realize how his actions had been affecting Ravene.


    He leaned forward to press a kiss on her lips "I am really sorry...."


    "I didn''t know that my actions made you feel like that..."


    She shook her head, forcing out a small, bitter laugh "I know it''s selfish. I mean... I know she raised you, and she''s important to you. And I don''t want to take that away from you..."


    "B-But I want to be important to you too... I am scared you will stop loving me."


    Her damp lashes trembled, and she sniffled softly, trying to hold back more tears.


    Brandon closed his eyes for a moment before speaking "It''s not like that, Aunt Rave. Never think that I will stop loving you... you are very important to me and will always love you."


    Looking into her eyes, he spoke "It is my fault for not giving you proper attention, so please forgive me... Ravene."


    A rush of happiness filled her heart hearing him call her name and she again hugged him "I love you, Kael."


    Brandon sighed in her arms and hugged her back "I love you too..."


    Raising her head gently, she spoke "And... I am also sorry for making a tantrum out of this. I-I know I am being selfish..."


    With a shake of his head, his eyes softened as he looked at her with affection "No, it''s okay... you were right."


    She raised her hand to rub the tears with the back of her palm "¡­It''s kind of embarrassing," she muttered, glancing away.


    "An old woman like me, crying like this¡­"


    Brandon let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head "You''re not old, Aunt Rave."


    She pouted slightly "I''m older than you."


    "And?" Brandon teased, tilting her chin up so she would look at him again. "You''re still beautiful to me."


    Ravene''s eyes widened slightly at his words, and a soft blush crept onto her cheeks.


    He leaned forward to press a kiss on her lips and she immediately reciprocated the kiss.


    Brandon traced his fingers along her cheek, looking into her eyes. "What can I do to make up for the mistake I made, ma''am?"


    Ravene blinked at him before glancing away shyly and her fingers gripped his shirt slightly.


    After a moment of hesitation, she peeked at him through her lashes and muttered, "Cuddle with me in bed tonight¡­"


    Brandon chuckled. "That''s all you want?"


    She bit her lip and nodded. "¡­Mhm."


    "Sure," he said with a warm smile. "Why not?"


    Without another word, he reached out, gently pulling her down onto the bed with him.


    "Mhm.." Ravene let out a soft yelp as he effortlessly pulled her into a comfortable position, her body pressed against his side.


    Brandon pulled the blanket over them and wrapped his arms around her waist, keeping her close.


    "¡­This is nice," she murmured sleepily.


    She pulled down her cloth, revealing her bra and the deep cleavage of her breasts "Come here..."


    With a smile, he moved forward, burying his face into her breasts.


    Giggling, she entwined her legs with him before letting out a soft sigh.


    He looked down at her in affection...


    How could he not love a woman who literally cried because he didn''t give her enough attention?

 Chapter 66 - 66: Time to set off

    The gentle morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a soft golden hue across the room.


    Brandon was still nestled comfortably against Ravene and his arms were wrapped around her waist, his head resting against her chest.


    However, the peace was soon disturbed by the sound of approaching footsteps outside the door.


    Knock. Knock.


    "Kael? Ravene?" Elize''s voice came from the other side of the door.


    "Are you two awake yet?"


    Brandon groaned softly, burying his face deeper into Ravene''s warmth, unwilling to move.


    Ravene stirred slightly, but she didn''t wake and shifted her position to hold him even tighter.


    When no response came, Elize sighed and slowly pushed the door open.


    The sight before her made her pause for a moment.


    Brandon and Ravene were curled up together beneath the blanket, tangled in each other''s embrace like two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly. sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His arms were locked protectively around her, and her fingers still rested in his hair.


    She let out a sigh ''Seems like they have really gotten close since they started living together.''


    She noticed that last night when she came to check on them.


    Walking to them, she spoke "Now, get up.. its already morning."


    Brandon grumbled and his mind is still foggy with sleep "Five more minutes¡­"


    Elize rolled her eyes "Oh no, you don''t. You two have been sleeping for long enough. Get up before I drag you out."


    Brandon, still half-asleep, pulled Ravene closer, "Mmm... Too comfy¡­"


    Without warning, she grabbed the blanket and pulled it off them in one swift motion.


    A gust of cold air rushed in, sending shivers through both Brandon and Ravene.


    "W-What''s happening?" Ravene murmured groggily.


    Brandon, still refusing to open his eyes, muttered, "Aunt Elize is being mean¡­"


    Elize scoffed, shaking her head. "Mean? You two are acting like lazy kittens. Now, get up, freshen up, and come downstairs. Breakfast is ready."


    Brandon finally cracked one eye open, giving her a half-hearted glare "Couldn''t you have woken us up gently?"


    Ravene hummed, rubbing her eyes. "Ugh¡­ morning already?"


    "Yes, sweetheart, and it''s not waiting for you," Elize teased, ruffling Ravene''s hair before turning on her heel.


    "Hurry up, or I''ll eat all the pancakes myself."


    Brandon let out an exaggerated sigh, finally stretching his arms.


    He turned to Ravene, who was still blinking sleepily at him "I guess we better get up before she comes back with a bucket of water."


    Looking at them Elize spoke "And Ravene.. it is okay to cuddle with him, but stop teasing him with your breasts."


    "I know you teased him like that in the past, but now he is a grown-up. This will make him a pervert."


    Hearing this, Ravene hurriedly adjusted her clothes and giggled "Alright."


    Elize nodded her head and swiftly left the room.


    Ravene slowly turned her gaze towards Brandon "You are already a pervert tho..."


    With a chuckle, he moved forward and pecked her lips "Morning, dear..."


    She closed her eyes for a moment "Mhm..."


    ---


    *VROOM*


    The deep rumble of the engine lowered as the sleek black car came to a stop in front of a quiet suburban house


    Stepping out of the car, Naevora looked at the mobile in her palm "This is the location, he shared..."


    Glancing at the home in front of him, she hesitated for a moment before walking to it.


    However, as she reached there, she saw a beautiful woman standing in the front courtyard looking at the plants.


    Looking at the woman, Naevora''s eyes widened in surprise "Isn''t she..."


    Even if years have passed, she can easily recognize the woman.


    She hurriedly walked to Elize with a rare smile on her face.


    Hm? Elize also noticed Naevora approaching and raised her head to look at her.


    She instantly recognized her as Charlotte already talked about her.


    Reaching her, Naevora lowered her head in respect "Miss Elizabeth..."


    Eh? Elize blinked in surprise before letting out a soft chuckle "Naevora..."


    Hearing her name, she smiled and nodded, "Yes, that''s me... I am a huge fan of you."


    "When I was a student at Solvyrn Academy, your name was at the top of every ranking. I always looked up to you. You were... an inspiration to all of us."


    With a gentle laugh Elize shook her head "That''s all in the past... now I am just a weak, washed-up old lady."


    Naevora shook her head "But still, the achievements you did and your contributions still have an effect on the society."


    "It''s been years, but still no one has ever broken your records..."


    Elize just shook her head helplessly and spoke "Well records are meant to be broken. Someone will surpass me eventually."


    "And Char spoke about you; you are an SS rank awakener."


    Naevora was taken aback and slightly nodded her head "Oh, where are my manners? I am Naevora.. an SS rank awakener, currently the teacher of Brandon."


    Elize smiled gently "Mhm, he told me about you... Are you guys going to a dungeon today?"


    Nodding her head, Naevora spoke "Yeah, an A-rank Dungeon I cleared in the past... I think I can train him to clear lower levels."


    Elize hummed under her breath before speaking again "Take good care of my Kael."


    "If something happens to him... even your family or the nation backing you up can''t save you."


    Naevora''s body tensed for a second and she lowered her head "I understand; I will take good care of him."


    Elize''s delicate fingers caressed the flowers and she asked "How is your mother doing now? She was such a pain in the ass back then."


    Hearing this, Naevora''s eyes darkened for a second before she answered "She is doing good."


    Elize noticed the shift in her tone and frowned "Well, anyway... he is inside right now. Go and check him."


    "Mhm..."


    ---


    The smooth hum of the engine filled the car and Brandon is sitting in the passenger seat with his head resting against the window as his fingers absently scrolled through his mobile.


    Naevora occasionally glanced at him and saw him just using his mobile.


    A few minutes passed and Brandon looked out at the infrastructure they are entering.


    Towering walls, high-security fences lined with automated sentry turrets, and heavily armored guards patrolling the perimeter.


    His gaze narrowed and he asked "A military base?"


    With a nod, Naevora spoke "Yeah... Aviation."


    Soon she drove the car in and seeing the familiar car, the female guards quickly let her in.


    As they drove deeper into the base, the scenery gradually changed.


    Rows of advanced aircraft, some resembling fighter jets, others looking more like high-speed hovercraft... lined the grounds.


    Brandon hummed in thought looking at the advanced technology surrounding them.


    He had read about places like this before... facilities where elite military forces were trained in airborne combat, both with conventional aircraft and ether-based flight techniques.


    As the car approached an open lot, Naevora smoothly parked the car "It will take time if we go there by car; flying there is the best."


    Brandon nodded his head and stepped out of the car "Mhm..."


    As they walked across the base, Brandon could feel the stare of multiple eyes on him.


    Soldiers, engineers, and pilots paused briefly to glance at him.


    It wasn''t outright hostility... more like curiosity.


    He could hear whispers as they passed, though he couldn''t make out the words.


    It wasn''t surprising. He was a man, after all.


    Ignoring the stares, he continued following Naevora until they reached a large open area resembling a launch pad.


    At its center, there was a sleek hovercraft. It wasn''t quite a jet, but it was clearly designed for high-speed aerial travel.


    "This will take us to the training grounds. Climb aboard."


    With that, they both boarded the hovercraft and the engines hummed to life as the vehicle prepared for takeoff.


    The moment they were strapped in, the craft lifted effortlessly off the ground, accelerating forward at high speeds.


    As they ascended into the sky, Brandon couldn''t help but feel a small rush of excitement.


    ---


    Meanwhile, hearing a knock on the door, Elize stood up from the couch and reached to the front to open the door.


    Looking at the woman standing outside, she smiled softly "Char..."

 Chapter 67: A-rank Dungeon [1]

    Chapter 67: A-rank Dungeon [1]The hovercraft sliced through the sky like a silent predator, and from this height, Brandon could see the vast expanse of rugged terrain stretching out below.


    As they continued flying, Brandon finally noticed the dungeon.


    A dark mass pulsed at its core, like an enormous wound festering in the space.


    Tendrils of mist-like ether swirled around it, distorting the air.


    The entrance itself was a jagged chasm in the ground, wide enough to swallow entire buildings.


    Flashes of eerie red and violet light flickered from it, with some tremors that rattled the landscape.


    He blinked in surprise ¡¯Is that how an A rank dungeon looks? What the hell... That shit looks like an SS rank dungeon.¡¯


    The entire area around the dungeon was in ruins... cracks in the earth, scorched trees, and strange etheric distortions.


    Naevora who was beside him, stood up from her seat "Come on, this is our landing spot..."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "We are so high in the air; what do you mean-"


    "... wait."


    He slowly turned his head to her and saw the wide grin on her lips "Don¡¯t tell me..."


    She quickly grabbed his collar and pulled him from his seat.


    "Wait, wait wait..."


    Before he could protest further, she walked to the door and uttered "Open it."


    The pilot who was controlling from the front nodded her head and clicked the button.


    *swoosh* A rush of wind exploded into the cabin as the hovercraft¡¯s side door slid open, exposing them to the vast sky.


    The sheer force of the wind roared in Brandon¡¯s ears, whipping his hair back.


    "At least, parachut-"


    But she didn¡¯t mind him and threw him out of the door.


    "I FUCKING HATE YOU!"


    That¡¯s the last thing she heard as she saw him dashing down to the ground.


    She chuckled to herself and jumped down after him.


    *WOOOSHH*


    The moment Brandon was thrown out, gravity pulled him down, and the world blurred around him in a chaotic rush.


    ¡¯Shit, Shit, Shit...¡¯


    The wind screamed past his ears, and his body plummeted at terrifying speed.


    He twisted his body in midair, adjusting his posture to stabilize his fall.


    The sheer force of the air pressure made it difficult to breathe, but he gritted his teeth and focused.


    His limbs flailed for a moment as he tried to correct his posture, but the brutal force of the wind made it nearly impossible to maneuver properly.


    At this time, a shadow shot past him, and through his squinted eyes, he saw Naevora.


    Unlike him, who was falling down unsteadily, she had perfect control over her fall as she looked at him with a smile.


    "Enjoying the free fall..."


    He could barely even hear her because of the rush of the wind against his ear.


    He tried to stabilize his body in the air but still... his body is dangling unsteadily.


    ¡¯Fuck...¡¯


    As he looked down, he saw that they were actually getting closer to the ground.


    Naevora moved closer to him and reached out to grab his hand.


    Feeling a firm support amidst the turmoil of airflow, he gripped her tightly and she pulled him closer.


    She adjusted their positions for a bit and now she is falling down with her back to the ground while Brandon is on top of her.


    He hugged her waist tightly and she pulled him closer to her with a chuckle.


    ¡¯Haa.. fuck.¡¯


    Brandon¡¯s heartbeat, which was beating quickly, slowed down as he felt a bit calm after being in Naevora¡¯s arms.


    He exhaled sharply, his face pressed against her shoulder "You¡¯re insane..."


    Looking at his face, she spoke "Want to know an interesting fact?"


    Brandon could not hear her much and glanced back at the ground, which was approaching "What are you doing, damn bitch..."


    His eyes narrowed even further and he braced himself for the explosion.


    Every muscle in his body tensed for the impact and he closed his eyes tightly, preparing himself.


    Naveora smiled faintly and her body came to a sudden stop just inches above the ground.


    Now floating in midair, Brandon blinked in shock as the sudden rush of the wind suddenly stopped, making his brain fuzz for a bit.


    Huh? His tensed muscles relaxed for a bit and he looked up at Naevora "The fuck just happened?"


    With a chuckle, she replied "Isn¡¯t it cool? After reaching SS rank, you can actually fly."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed in shock.


    ¡¯So she can actually fly?¡¯


    Naevora landed on the ground and Brandon who was clutching her gently touched his foot on the ground.


    With a soft sigh, he retracted his hands from her waist and relaxed for a while "I almost died there..."


    Naevora patted his back "Wasn¡¯t it exciting?"


    Shaking his head, he replied "Nope..."


    Taking a deep breath to calm his heart, he looked at her "I really want to punch your damn face. Naevora."


    She shook her head "Nope you cant. And stop calling me by my name..."


    He gave her a blank look and with a chuckle, she walked toward the duneon gate "Come on..."


    Brandon sighed, shaking his head before finally following after her.


    Looking at the massive tear in space in front of him, Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly.


    Naevora raised her hand and placed it against the swirling mass of energy.


    Instantly, the gate responded as arcs of violet lightning crackled across its surface.


    She turned her head slightly to look at him "Now, lets enter..."


    Without another word, Naevora stepped forward, her body sinking into the swirling abyss of the gate.


    Brandon also quickly followed her.


    The moment he crossed the threshold, the world shifted.


    His vision blurred and a weightless sensation overcame him, as if reality itself was pulling him forward at an unnatural speed.


    Entering in, the first thing he noticed was the sky... or rather, there was no sky.


    They were in a massive cavernous space, but instead of a ceiling, an endless swirling void loomed above, shifting with deep shades of violet and black.


    The dungeon itself was a barren landscape of jagged rock formations with massive pillars cracked and worn with age.


    Brandon stepped carefully over the cracked stone floor as he followed Naevora deeper into the dungeon.


    Despite being classified as an E-rank floor, something about the place made his skin crawl.


    *sleesh* A sharp, eerie screech tore through the silence, and black shadows burst from the walls like they had been waiting for the perfect moment to strike.


    Aberrants.


    They were grotesque, humanoid creatures, but their proportions were all wrong... arms too long, legs twisted at unnatural angles.


    Their heads seemed half-melted and their jaws were filled with jagged, uneven teeth.


    Their glowing red eyes burned with pure hunger.


    There were six of them, and they dashed toward Brandon quickly.


    Brandon took a fighting position, but before he could react, Naevora took action.


    In an instant, the entire corridor trembled under the sheer weight of her etheric suppression. sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The Aberrants were frozen mid-lunge and they stood there under the suppression as Naevora¡¯s presence pressed down on them.


    Looking at them, she spoke "They¡¯re weak. But there are enough of them for you to warm up."


    She reached for the ring hanging from the chain around her neck.


    A sharp pulse of etheric light flickered, and suddenly, the ring expanded, spitting out twin daggers into her hands.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes widened. Storage artifacts?


    She twirled one of the daggers between her fingers before tossing it to him.


    "Here."


    He caught the blade and flipped it once, getting a feel for its weight before turning his head to the still-paralyzed Aberrants.


    Naevora gave him a teasing smile "I¡¯m letting them go now."


    Brandon barely had time to react before the suffocating pressure vanished... and the Aberrants exploded into motion.


    The first one lunged at him immediately as its deformed claws swiped for his throat.


    Brandon quickly managed to twist his body sideways as he slashed the daggers across its outstretched arm.


    SHRIIEEK!


    The creature screeched as black blood sprayed from the wound.


    Brandon pivoted, stepping in close, and drove the dagger deep into its skull.


    The Aberrant spasmed before crumbling to the ground.


    Another one was already rushing him from the side.


    With a flick of his wrist, he ducked low, avoiding the swipe, and in the same motion, dragged his blade across its legs.


    The creature stumbled, and he capitalized on the moment... twisting his grip and slamming the dagger straight into its eye socket.


    Its body shuddered before going limp and falling to the ground.


    But there were still four left.


    They came at him from different angles.


    Brandon¡¯s breathing slowed and he steadied his heartbeat.


    His instincts took over as he sidestepped an attack, twisting his body and driving his blade into another Aberrant¡¯s chest.


    At the same time, he kicked backward, sending another stumbling into one of the pillars.


    Suddenly, one of them tried to grab him.


    He rolled forward, avoiding the grasping claws, and as he turned, he hurled his dagger.


    THUCK.


    The blade buried itself in the creature¡¯s throat.


    Three down.


    Brandon dashed toward the next and drove the dagger into the final Aberrant¡¯s temple before it could even react.


    Brandon exhaled heavily, rolling his shoulders before glancing at Naevora.


    She stood there, watching him with a smirk, "Not bad, kid. You could¡¯ve been a little faster, though."


    Her gaze narrowed slightly ¡¯What a terrifying kid... he naturally got those instincts and he is level-headed.¡¯


    ¡¯Even Yveriene struggled a lot at first to fight these monsters.¡¯


    ¡¯I guess... I shouldn¡¯t really underestimate the only male awakener after all.¡¯


    ¡¯And his Ether core... the brat is gaining a huge amount of ether it seems, from some source. Must be some woman.¡¯


    ¡¯I can push him to D rank today...¡¯


    She stretched her arms "Good, now let¡¯s continue... your warmup."


    ¡¯You damn prodigy...¡¯

 Chapter 68: A-rank Dungeon [2]

    Chapter 68: A-rank Dungeon [2]Brandon exhaled and the dagger in his grip felt comfortable now.


    From the depths of the dungeon corridor, more Aberrants emerged... at least a dozen, maybe more.


    Their grotesque bodies twisted and shifted unnaturally as they slithered forward.


    "KRAAARRCKK" A feral screech tore through the air, and the pack of Aberrants charged.


    Brandon¡¯s grip on his dagger tightened.


    His body moved on instinct and he stepped forward to meet them head-on¡ª


    ¡ªbut Naevora suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him back.


    "No. Not like that." She smiled and tapped his chest with her finger.


    "Use your ether."


    Brandon blinked. "Huh?"


    "Focus. You¡¯re not some regular dude with just a dagger. You have ether. Use it to enhance yourself."


    She shoved him forward, and the first Aberrant leaped at him with a gurgling roar.


    ¡¯Shit...¡¯


    Brandon dodged and the Aberrant¡¯s claws sliced through the air where his head had been a second ago.


    He counter-attacked immediately and slashed at its side... but the creature was faster than the previous ones.


    It twisted away, avoiding the blade, and another lunged from the right.


    Seeing this, Brant took a soft breath and focused on his core, using the Ether energy.


    A surge of warmth flooded his veins and the weight in his limbs vanished, his senses expanded, and he felt light.


    The world around him slowed.


    The Aberrant¡¯s claws were inches from his chest, but now, he could see its movements clearly... every shift of its muscle, every flex of its grotesque limbs.


    He moved.


    Brandon twisted his body with fluid precision, avoiding the strike by a hair¡¯s breadth.


    At the same time, he slammed his dagger upward, piercing the creature¡¯s throat in one swift motion.


    SCHLK!


    The Aberrant choked on its own etheric blood and its body shuddered violently before crumbling lifelessly to the ground.


    Brandon hardly had time to react before three more came at him.


    He sidestepped the first attack and with a single pivot, he dodged another swipe and slashed across an Aberrant¡¯s chest, his dagger cutting through its flesh like butter.


    Another tried to bite at him from behind¡ª


    But Brandon suddenly flipped backward, twisting in mid-air, and as he landed, he drove his dagger into the creature¡¯s skull.


    THUD.


    Its body hit the ground.


    Another one leaped at him and the moment its claws came down, Brandon tilted his body, letting the attack graze past him.


    He used his momentum and slammed his fist into its stomach.


    *THOOM* A deep shockwave burst out from the impact.


    The Aberrant staggered backward and its entire frame trembled from the force.


    Brandon didn¡¯t let it recover.


    He darted forward, his dagger gleaming in his grip, and with one final slash, he cleaved its throat open.


    A wet gurgle escaped its lips before it collapsed.


    He continued fighting, slashing through the Abberants quickly killing them off.


    Brandon exhaled and his body was warm as the ether was still buzzing through his veins.


    He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling how light his body is ¡¯It feels good to move around like that...¡¯ sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ¡¯Maybe I like to fight more than I realize.¡¯


    Naevora walked to him and patted his shoulder "Not bad, brat... now follow me."


    They continued their walk in the E floor and Brandon looked around "Now that I think of it.. if you have cleared this A rank dungeon, it means you have killed the A rank Abberant boss, right?"


    "After the boss is killed, the dungeon naturally disappears.. so why is it still here?"


    Hearing this, Naevora chuckled faintly "This Dungeon is like a side business to me."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Side business?"


    With a nod, Naevora spoke "Yep. As long as we don¡¯t kill the A rank boss in the A rank floor, the dungeon won¡¯t disappear and remains intact."


    "When I meant I conquered the dungeon, I beat that A rank boss to a pulp... but didn¡¯t land the final blow."


    "I left it alive, so it heals itself and as time passes the other Abberants who were killed in the floors will also respawn as long as the boss is alive."


    "So, I appoint people from the Awakener¡¯s guild or mercenaries to come here and kill the Abberants... to take their cores and also mine valuable minerals in the dungeon."


    "I just need to pay the mercenaries and later sell the minerals and cores in the market or to the government."


    "On the vice versa, people give me money to rent the Dungeon and get resources... and the profit earned from that will be shared among us."


    "Of course, I still have to keep an eye on things. If I leave the dungeon alone for too long, the Aberrant numbers might grow out of control. If that happens, the creatures could breach the dungeon gate and spill into the outside world."


    Naevora¡¯s expression grew slightly more serious. "If an uncontrolled dungeon breach happens, the Aberrants will start rampaging outside the gate. The government will have to send high-rank Awakeners to contain it before it escalates."


    "If an A-rank or higher dungeon breaches, it could lead to a full-scale disaster."


    She glanced at him "That¡¯s why I check in here every now and then to make sure things stay in balance. I wipe out excess Aberrants, thin their numbers, and make sure the boss doesn¡¯t grow too strong."


    "And there is another thing, you can¡¯t farm stuff infinitely... this Dungeon is already getting unstable after years of farming. So one day I will need to kill the boss before the whole dungeon is unstable and the gate breaks."


    Brandon was amused to hear this "That¡¯s really a good business. And Abberant cores... They¡¯re used for artifact crafting, right? And energy sources?"


    Nodding her head, she replied "High-grade ether cores are worth a fortune. Even the weaker ones have value, especially for research institutions and corporations that use them for power sources or weapon enhancements."


    "People pay big money to buy them."


    Brandon nodded his head in understanding "I see..."


    Naevora smiled faintly "It needs a lot of effort to oversee the dungeons; that¡¯s why I have appointed people for that."


    "Oh, by the way, if you need money... don¡¯t hesitate to ask me. It is my duty to take care of you after all."


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled faintly "Don¡¯t need for that.. I already have enough money."


    Her gaze narrowed slightly ¡¯Maybe I should get a storage artifact for him.¡¯


    ¡¯But Charlotte is his Big Sister and she has better influence than me... I wonder why she hasn¡¯t given him any useful artifacts.¡¯


    Looking at him, a teasing smile appeared on her lips "Brandon, if you defeated the E rank boss... I will teach you a little technique."


    Huh? He tilted his eyes curiously "What technique is that?"


    She winked her eye playfully before replying "It¡¯s a little technique... but might be helpful for you someday."

 Chapter 69: A-rank Dungeon [3]

    Chapter 69: A-rank Dungeon [3]Two E-rank Aberrants stood before Brandon with their grotesque bodies hunched and twitching with erratic movements.


    They were humanoid in shape, but their bodies were unnatural.


    The one on the left crouched low as its fingers scraped against the dungeon floor, sending a sharp screech through the air.


    The other raised its arm, and the muscles twisted unnaturally as it clenched its clawed fingers into a fist.


    Brandon¡¯s muscles tensed as the Aberrant on the left lunged first, closing the distance in an instant.


    Brandon reacted in time before a clawed swipe aimed straight for his throat.


    He twisted his body to the side, feeling the rush of air as the claws barely missed him.


    He quickly counterattacked and his dagger flashed in a clean arc, slashing toward the Aberrant¡¯s extended arm.


    Clang!


    The Aberrant twisted its arm at an unnatural angle and blocked the strike with the hard surface of its forearm.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed, but he didn¡¯t stop.


    Using the momentum of his slash, he spun on his heel and brought his other fist up in a sharp uppercut.


    Crack!


    His punch connected squarely with the Aberrant¡¯s jaw, sending a sharp shock through his knuckles.


    The creature reeled back, but before Brandon could press his advantage, the second Aberrant struck.


    Brandon quickly managed to raise his arms in time to block as a powerful kick slammed into his forearm.


    The impact sent him skidding backward as his boots grinded against the stone floor.


    The first Aberrant had already regained its balance and lunged at him again, this time using all four of its limbs like a wild beast.


    It swiped low, aiming to take his legs out from under him.


    Brandon reacted instinctively.


    He pushed off the ground, flipping backward, and as he landed, he used the ether flowing through his body, reinforcing his muscles and speeding up his reaction time.


    The second Aberrant came at him again, leaping into the air to strike from above.


    Brandon exploded forward in a burst of speed and slid just beneath its airborne body.


    The moment he was past it, he twisted sharply and lashed out with his dagger.


    Schlick!


    The blade sliced through the Aberrant¡¯s thigh, cutting it down deeply.


    "KRAAARGHHH!!" A high-pitched screech echoed through the dungeon.


    The first Aberrant was already behind him.


    He ducked just as claws swiped over his head and without hesitation, he twisted his body and drove his elbow into the creature¡¯s gut.


    Thud!


    The Aberrant staggered, but it retaliated instantly and lashed out with its long arm, forcing Brandon to jump back.


    The second Aberrant landed with a heavy thud as dark liquid oozed from its wound.


    Despite the injury, its glowing eyes burned with the same murderous intent.


    Brandon tightened his grip on his dagger.


    He needed to finish this.


    Taking a deep breath, he focused his ether into his legs and shot forward in an instant, closing the distance before the Aberrant could react.


    *Sleesh* His blade lashed out in a deadly arc gaming for the kill.


    The Aberrant tried to block again, twisting its arm unnaturally... but the same trick won¡¯t work twice.


    At the last second, Brandon flicked his wrist, changing the angle of his strike.


    The dagger carved through its shoulder, splitting muscle and tendon.


    The creature shrieked "GRAARGH!"


    Brandon didn¡¯t stop.


    He twisted his body and slammed his knee into the Aberrant¡¯s stomach, sending it sprawling backward.


    The second Aberrant came at him again with its claws aiming for his back.


    But Brandon had already anticipated it.


    Using the momentum of his attack, he spun in place and ducked under the incoming strike.


    In the same motion, he slammed his foot into the ground and launched himself upward.


    His knee slammed the Aberrant¡¯s chin.


    CRACK!


    The creature¡¯s head snapped back from the force, and before it could recover, Brandon followed up with a downward slash of his dagger.


    The blade sank deep into its neck.


    "GWARGHHH!" The Aberrant let out a wet gurgle before collapsing.


    One down.


    Brandon barely had time to breathe before the second Aberrant came at him.


    But it was slower now, weakened from the deep cut in its shoulder.


    He darted forward and feinted to the left.


    The Aberrant swung in response, falling for the bait.


    SHLIK!


    He drove the blade into the creature¡¯s chest, right between its ribs. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "GHWAK!" The Aberrant let out a choked gasp and Brandon twisted the dagger.


    With a final, gurgling cry, the creature collapsed to the ground.


    *THUD*


    Brandon exhaled heavily, his chest rising and falling as he stood over the bodies of the two Aberrants.


    Looking at him, Naevora smiled proudly and clapped her hands, walking close to him "Not bad, brat. Not bad at all."


    Naevora nudged one of the dead Aberrants with the tip of her boot before glancing at him. "Looks like they have cores. Wanna take ¡¯em?"


    With a shake of his head, Brandon replied "Nope... I don¡¯t want to dig up its body and take the core."


    Naevora just chuckled and spoke "How do you feel now?"


    He shrugged and replied "I am good. No injuries either..."


    Her lips twitched in frustration ¡¯It has only been a week since he learned this all-ether stuff and he is already strong enough to kill E rank bosses with no injuries, and that too without using ether skills.¡¯


    Her gaze flickered to the dagger in his hand. ¡¯Sure, it¡¯s a high-grade weapon, but that alone wouldn¡¯t be enough. His instincts and his battle awareness are really good.¡¯


    ¡¯It is not simply trained... seems like he was born with this genetics.¡¯


    ¡¯Well, I shouldn¡¯t praise him more. that will make him arrogant about his talent.¡¯


    She raised her hand and gently patted his head "You are doing good."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle feeling her pat, and muttered "I am not a kid..."


    "Oh, you are..."


    She ruffled his hair for a bit and retracted her hand.


    Looking up at her, he asked "Now teach me the little technique you told me that you will teach."


    She tilted her head in confusion "What technique."


    He gave her a blank stare "Now, don¡¯t play dumb..."


    Seeing his face, she couldn¡¯t help but giggle "Ok, look closely..."


    She raised her hand, and as her finger touched the air, the air suddenly condensed and formed a blue round disc out of thin air in the size of a dinner plate.


    Hm? Brandon frowned slightly and asked "What to do with this?"


    She smiled and raised her foot as the blue hovering disc appeared below her foot.


    She stood on top of it and smiled "You can¡¯t fly.. so this is a good technique to leap around and reach high ground."


    With that, she suddenly kicked off from the platform, propelling herself forward into the air.


    Another circular disc appeared at her next landing point in mid-air.


    The moment her foot touched the disc, she used it as a springboard and launched herself to the left.


    Brandon¡¯s gaze followed her movements as she dashed through the air, quickly moving from one disc to another.


    "You can even use them like steps."


    Naevora demonstrated by creating a series of platforms leading upward.


    She climbed higher with each leap, and the discs formed in perfect synchronization below her feet with her momentum.


    "And you can also use it during combat to gain some advantage..."


    Her body blurred as she dashed through the air, kicking off one disc to another in quick succession.


    *swoosh* *swoosh* Brandon could not even follow her movements and all he could see is just the blurring figure dancing in the air.


    She suddenly twisted her body, flipping backward in midair.


    This time, a larger blue disc appeared beneath her ass just enough for her to sit on it.


    Crossing her legs casually, she leaned forward, resting her chin on her knuckles with a grin "Cool, right?"


    The disc slowly descended until it hovered a few feet above the ground, aligning with Brandon¡¯s eye level.


    "These could come in handy..."


    Brandon blinked and snapped out of his daze ¡¯Holy shit...¡¯


    ---


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    Bonus chap at 300 powerstones...

 Chapter 70: A-rank Dungeon [4]

    Chapter 70: A-rank Dungeon [4]Naevora got down from the disc and glanced at him "It¡¯s not very easy to master. You need to have precise control over your ether... too little, and the disc won¡¯t form properly; too much, and it¡¯ll become unstable and explode right under your feet."


    "First, you need to try to concentrate your ether and condense it into a single point."


    "I don¡¯t want you to learn it outright... you can take it slow. It is quite hard after all."


    "Even among skilled ether users, mobility techniques like this take weeks or even months to get right."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted in thought ¡¯If I could master this, this would really be helpful.¡¯


    Naevora reached for his wrist and turned his palm upward "The first step is understanding how to condense ether into a single, stable point."


    With a slow movement, she traced a circle with her fingertip just above his palm.


    Immediately, Brandon felt a change as ether began to swirl, responding to her guidance.


    Brandon focused and inhaled deeply as he attempted to mimic her movements.


    The ether stirred on his palm but then it dispersed before it could take shape.


    He frowned slightly and she spoke "Told you, it¡¯s not easy. I just wanted to show you this small technique. And now, we don¡¯t have the time to train you in that... I will train you later."


    Her gaze flickered to the swirling mass of purple energy far ahead "The gate to the D-rank floor has already opened. I will train you in this later." S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Come on."


    Brandon nodded his head and quickly followed her, reaching the D floor.


    As Brandon stepped onto the D-rank floor, he immediately felt a change in the atmosphere.


    Ruined structures stretched out before him... crumbling towers and remnants of castles.


    The landscape is filled with shattered stone bridges hanging over deep chasms.


    Thick fog rolled in patches over the ground, partially obscuring scattered debris.


    Thud.


    Thud.


    Thud.


    Brandon turned his head toward the source of the sound, and from the mist-covered wreckage ahead, multiple figures emerged.


    Abberants...


    Brandon instinctively tightened his grip on his dagger.


    "D-rank Aberrants," Naevora muttered with a slight frown on her face.


    "You should be able to clear it."


    One of the creatures let out a screech and lunged as its clawed hand reached for Brandon¡¯s throat.


    Brandon sidestepped just in time and the Aberrant¡¯s claws slashed past his shoulder, missing him by inches.


    He countered immediately and twisted his body as he drove his dagger forward.


    SHINK!


    The blade plunged deep into the creature¡¯s torso, right between its ribs.


    But instead of crumpling, the Aberrant grabbed his arm with shocking speed.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed in shock ¡¯It¡¯s strong¡ª¡¯


    Before it could do anything, he clenched his other fist and drove it into the Aberrant¡¯s face.


    BAM!


    The force of the punch sent the creature staggering back, momentarily releasing its hold.


    But before Brandon could press the attack, two more lunged at him from the sides.


    ¡¯Damn it¡ª¡¯


    Brandon ducked, narrowly avoiding the first one¡¯s claws as it swiped past his head.


    At the same time, he twisted his body mid-motion and kicked off the ground, using ether to enhance his speed.


    His foot slammed into the second Aberrant¡¯s chest, sending it skidding backward.


    He landed smoothly and turned just in time to see the first one recovering.


    Without hesitation, he dashed forward, channeling ether into his legs.


    He closed the distance in an instant and his dagger flashed, cutting a deep gash across the Aberrant¡¯s throat.


    SLASH!


    Blackened, foul-smelling blood sprayed from the wound, but the creature still moved.


    Brandon anticipated it this time and ducked under the strike as he drove his elbow into the Aberrant¡¯s chin with bone-crunching force.


    CRACK!


    The creature¡¯s head snapped back and its body stumbled before it finally collapsed in a twitching heap.


    Suddenly another one lunged from the side and Brandon moved his head to the side, dodging its claw.


    With that motion, he grabbed its wrist and pulled it forward before slamming his knee into its gut.


    "Guaarghh!"


    It staggered back and he twisted the dagger in his hand before driving it straight through its skull.


    Looking at this, Naevora smiled faintly ¡¯He is doing good...¡¯


    Brandon wiped the blood off his dagger and glanced at the remaining Aberrants that were approaching him.


    Taking a soft breath, he dashed forward...


    ---


    *swoosh*


    His dagger plunged into the aberrant¡¯s ribs and its chest exploded into the next instant as its body crashed down on the floor.


    Another aberrant lunged at him from behind the debris of a shattered archway as it pounced toward him with its gnashing teeth.


    With a swift pivot, he spun on his heel and swirled with his dagger.


    Schlk!


    The blade slashed across the aberrant¡¯s throat, severing the black tendrils pulsing beneath its skin.


    The creature choked and its glowing red eyes flickered before it fell lifeless to the ground.


    Brandon straightened up ¡¯There are still many...¡¯


    And just as the thought crossed his mind¡ª


    BZZZT!


    A sharp hum filled the air.


    Brandon barely had time to react before something shot toward him.


    A streak of crackling violet energy ripped through the air at terrifying speed and he twisted to the side, narrowly dodging as the blast tore past his shoulder.


    The energy blast seared the fabric of his jacket, leaving a faint burning sensation against his skin.


    His gaze turned toward the source.


    Standing atop a ruined pillar, this aberrant looked a bit larger than others.


    Unlike the smaller, more mindless ones, this one had a distinctly humanoid shape.


    Its elongated fingers twitched, still sparking with the residual energy of the attack it had just fired.


    Then, without warning¡ª


    BOOM!


    It shot forward.


    ¡¯What the-¡¯


    Brandon barely raised his arms and the aberrant moved with terrifying speed, dashing across the crumbling battlefield in an instant.


    A clawed hand slashed at his torso and he managed to twist out of the way, but the razor-sharp talons grazed his side, slicing through his jacket and skin beneath.


    "Urgh..."


    He gritted his teeth against the sting and countered with a rapid thrust of his dagger.


    But the aberrant was fast and twisted its body mid-motion, dodging the strike easily before lashing out with a powerful kick to his ribs.


    THWACK!


    The impact sent Brandon flying.


    THOOM!


    He crashed against the ruined stone wall of a collapsed building.


    The force of the hit sent a jolt of pain through his body, and dust and debris scattered around him as he hit the ground with a harsh grunt.


    Coughing, he pushed himself up, wiping the blood from the corner of his lips.


    ¡¯That fucking hurts...¡¯


    His ribs ached... maybe even cracked.


    His arms trembled slightly from the force of the impact, but his grip on his dagger never loosened.


    The aberrant wasted no time.


    With another flick of its wrist, another energy blast shot forward.


    Brandon¡¯s pupils shrank in shock...


    As the blast surged toward him, he kicked off the ground, dodging just as it exploded against the spot he had been standing.


    The force of the blast sent rubble flying, and Brandon used the debris as cover, dodging through the broken landscape.


    The aberrant dashed at him again.


    This time, he was ready.


    He ducked under its wild claw swipe and countered with a precise slash aimed at its torso.


    *clang* The blade couldn¡¯t quite land a solid hit... tough skin, reinforced with ether.


    But he didn¡¯t stop.


    He twisted and clenched his other hand into a fist as he drove a sharp punch into the aberrant¡¯s ribs.


    CRACK!


    The force of the blow sent a ripple through the creature¡¯s body, momentarily staggering it.


    Not letting up, he dashed to the side, pivoting on his heel, and slammed his knee into its gut before spinning and bringing his dagger in a downward arc toward its shoulder.


    SHIIIK!


    The blade cut through flesh and black blood sprayed out as the aberrant let out a guttural snarl.


    But it quickly counterattacked.


    It grabbed him by the arm and threw him like a ragdoll.


    THOOM! Brandon crashed through a ruined pillar and coughed up blood.


    His vision blurred for a moment, but he clenched his jaw and forced himself to stand.


    With a soft exhale, he again took his stance.


    He could hear his own heartbeat echoing in his head and the pure adrenaline rush along with the ether coursing through his body


    "Round two...?" He muttered, blood dripping from his lip.

 Chapter 71: A-rank Dungeon [5]

    Chapter 71: A-rank Dungeon [5]Naevora¡¯s gaze squinted slightly looking at him ¡¯The small fights, the spar training or the hologram beast he fought in Academy would not give him much experience...¡¯


    ¡¯Struggle, get beaten up and stand again, Brandon.¡¯


    A smile curled on her lips as she looked at him ¡¯Good thing, he has not broken yet.¡¯


    He expected him to ask for her help when faced with a powerful aberrant, but he is fighting that aberrant with all of his strength.


    ¡¯Yeah.. that¡¯s it. Force your ether core to evolve...¡¯


    Brandon¡¯s grip tightened around his dagger as he rolled his shoulders, shaking off the lingering pain from being tossed like a ragdoll.


    The aberrant lunged at him again as its sharp claws gleamed under the eerie glow of the dungeon¡¯s distorted sky.


    Brandon sidestepped, and as the aberrant¡¯s swipe passed inches from his face, he struck.


    His dagger slashed upward... SHINK!... slicing into its arm, but the aberrant barely flinched.


    Instead, it retaliated instantly, and its free arm shot toward him with monstrous speed.


    Brandon ducked low and the attack whizzed over his head, carving a deep gash into the ruined stone wall behind him.


    Without missing a beat, he planted his foot and drove his fist into the aberrant¡¯s gut.


    BAM!


    The creature let out a distorted shriek as the impact sent ripples through its body.


    It staggered, but before it could recover, Brandon sprang into action as a blue glint of energy passed through his eyes.


    A blue square-shaped seal flared beneath the aberrant¡¯s feet.


    Instantly, the creature lurched downward as gravity pulled it to the ground.


    Its body buckled, its limbs trembled, and it let out a strangled snarl as the crushing force pinned it in place.


    ¡¯Gravity Vortex...¡¯


    Brandon dashed forward and drove his knee straight into its jaw¡ªCRACK!¡ªa sickening crunch echoed as its head snapped back.


    Before it could recover, he spun, swinging his dagger in a deadly arc.


    SHIIIK!


    A deep gash appeared across its chest as black blood sprayed onto the crumbling stone floor.


    "Grraarghh!!" The aberrant let out a guttural howl and its body convulsed as it forced itself to break free of the seal¡¯s crushing force.


    But Brandon didn¡¯t let it go easily and used the ¡¯Gravity Vortex¡¯ skill once again.


    The creature shrieked as the overwhelming gravitational pull once again pinned it down.


    It struggled harder this time and its muscles bulged as it tried to resist... but Brandon didn¡¯t let up.


    He lunged forward and plunged his dagger into its shoulder, twisting the blade with brutal force.


    SCHLK!


    His other hand curled into a fist as ether surged into his muscles.


    He pulled back and¡ª


    BOOM!


    A devastating right hook smashed into its ribs.


    Bones cracked beneath his fist.


    "GHRAAKK!" The aberrant gagged and its body jerked violently, but before it could react, Brandon pivoted and drove his elbow into its gut.


    The force sent shockwaves through its body, causing its entire body to buckle under the assault.


    Then, with a grin, he twisted his dagger and ripped it back, tearing through flesh and bone in one fluid motion.


    SCHRRK!


    A spray of thick, black blood splattered across his jacket, but he didn¡¯t even notice that.


    The aberrant stumbled back, limbs shaking and its movements became sluggish from the repeated gravitational seals and relentless strikes. Sear?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon exhaled as ether flooded his muscles and he lunged forward.


    His dagger whipped through the air, slashing across the aberrant¡¯s wrist, severing it cleanly.


    The creature let out a shriek, stumbling backward¡ª


    But Brandon was already on the move.


    SCHLK!


    With another slash, its entire left arm was sliced off.


    The aberrant screeched in agony as its black blood pooled around its feet.


    Gripping his dagger in a reverse grip, Brandon stepped forward and plunged it straight into the aberrant¡¯s throat.


    SHHNK!


    "GHRRAGHH!" The creature¡¯s shrieks turned into a strangled gurgle as black blood poured from its throat.


    Brandon twisted the dagger and ripped it back, tearing its entire neck open.


    The aberrant collapsed to its knees, twitching violently.


    Brandon exhaled and watched as the creature¡¯s body shuddered... and then finally fell still.


    A silence followed.


    His arms were slick with the aberrant¡¯s dark blood.


    His jacket was tattered and his side still stinging from the earlier wound, but despite it all¡ª


    He grinned.


    ¡¯That felt good.¡¯


    Naevora walked to him with a smile on her face "Well done, Brandon... You fought well. Your movements are starting to align with your instincts, and you¡¯re learning how to use ether naturally without overthinking it. But you still need refinement."


    "And.. congrats, now you are a D-rank awakener."


    Huh?


    Only then did Brandon realize and closed his eyes to feel his Ether core, and sure enough... it had expanded a bit.


    Before, his ether core had been small, unstable, something that felt like an ember struggling to catch fire.


    But now, it has grown and expanded.


    At this time, he felt a hot sensation on his chest and grabbed the fabric of his jacket near his heart.


    Naevora noticed this and spoke "It must be your Genesis mark, which evolves a little as your rank increases every time."


    As she spoke, she took a potion of glass from the ring and gave it to him "Drink this, your injuries will be healed..."


    Looking at the green potion inside the glass bottle, he quickly gulped it down.


    Soon, the wounds on his body and the pain quickly disappeared.


    Taking a deep breath, he threw the glass bottle away "Haa... now I feel better."


    He removed his jacket and looked at the torn t-shirt, but the injuries has been gone.


    Naevora looked around and spoke "For now, let¡¯s leave..."


    Brandon nodded his head and glanced at the surroundings once more before making his way back outside the dungeon.


    ---


    As they stepped out of the dungeon¡¯s massive gateway, Brandon took a deep breath to fill his lungs, and he instinctively rolled his shoulders, feeling the tension begin to ease from his body.


    He ran a hand through his damp hair, pushing it back as he adjusted the torn fabric of his shirt.


    Naevora smiled, her gaze shifting to the sky "The hovercraft should be arriving soon. Let¡¯s move toward the landing zone."


    Brandon followed her as they walked across the barren landscape outside the dungeon.


    After a few minutes of walking, a rumbling sound vibrated in the air.


    Brandon looked up, squinting against the bright sunlight as he spotted a dark silhouette cutting across the sky.


    A sleek, black military-grade hovercraft descended toward them and its massive thrusters kicked up gusts of wind and sent loose dirt scattering across the ground.


    The craft hovered just a few feet above the surface before extending a metallic ramp from its underbelly.


    The hatch opened, and two armed female guards in black-and-gray combat uniforms stood at the entrance, their weapons slung across their backs.


    Naevora strode up the ramp and Brandon immediately followed her.


    As soon as they were inside, the ramp retracted, and the hatch sealed shut with a mechanical hiss.


    The hovercraft immediately began its ascent, smoothly lifting off the ground and soaring back into the sky.


    Brandon leaned back against one of the seats, closing his eyes for a moment.


    Naevora plopped down on the seat across from him, crossing her legs as she looked at him ausedly "So, how was it? Your first real dungeon experience?"


    Brandon cracked one eye open. "Painful."


    Naevora couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and asked "Want something to eat? Or you can refresh in the Hovercraft."


    With a shake of his head, he replied "Nope, just need a little rest for now."


    ---


    Stepping out of the car, Brandon looked at the house in front of him and sighed in his heart.

 Chapter 72: A reward?

    Chapter 72: A reward?Brandon stepped out of the car and took a deep breath as his eyes landed on the house in front of him.


    The moment he pushed the door open, a familiar presence rushed toward him.


    "Kael!"


    Ravene¡¯s voice was filled with concern, and before he could react, her warm hands cupped his face, tilting it slightly as she looked at his face.


    Her brows furrowed as she looked at his appearance... his tattered shirt, the remnants of bloodstains still clinging to the fabric, and the faint cuts that hadn¡¯t fully faded despite the healing potion.


    "Seems like you had a rough day in the dungeon."


    She let out a soft sigh and pulled him into a hug, burying her face against his chest.


    Brandon¡¯s body relaxed into her warmth as he wrapped his arms around her.


    "Where is Aunt Elize."


    "She went outside for a bit of grocery shopping..."


    "Mhm."


    After a moment, she pulled back slightly and her black eyes softened "You need a shower. And a change of clothes. Come on."


    Without waiting for his response, she grabbed his wrist and gently led him upstairs into her room.


    Brandon followed without protest with a small smile on his lips as he let her fuss over him.


    The warm glow of the bathroom lights reflected off the tiled walls as Ravene turned on the water, adjusting the temperature to just right.


    She turned back to him and her hands moved to the hem of his ruined shirt. "Take this off."


    Brandon quickly pulled off the tattered fabric and tossed it aside.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes traced over his bare torso, and she reached out, gently brushing her fingers against his skin.


    A deep sigh left her lips as she shook her head. "You¡¯re pushing yourself too much."


    She raised her hands and gently grabbed his shoulder, easing the tight muscles there.


    Before he could react, she surprised him by pressing a kiss to his collarbone.


    "Aunt Rave..." Looking down at her, he murmured in a soft tone.


    She tilted her head up, brushing another kiss along his jawline before finally meeting his gaze.


    She reached for the waistband of his pants and pulled it down as he stood there in his underwear.


    "Now, go shower before I decide to drag you in there myself."


    Brandon chuckled, shaking his head as he finally stepped under the warm stream of water.


    ---


    Wearing a towel on his waist, Brandon stepped out of the bathroom as droplets of water traced slow paths down his toned chest before vanishing into the


    He looked at Ravene, who was sitting on the bed scrolling through her phone.


    Seeing him, she set the mobile aside and called him softly "Kael..."


    Walking to the bed, he gently pushed her backward, easing her down against the plush sheets before climbing on top of her.


    Her body welcomed his weight, molding against him naturally.


    His warmth, still lingering from the shower, seeped through her clothes.


    She let out a soft chuckle as he nuzzled into her neck.


    "Aunt Rave..." he muttered against her collarbone as his lips brushed the sensitive spot just beneath her jaw.


    Her fingers instinctively rose to tangle in his damp hair, as she tilted her head slightly to grant him better access.


    "Mmm.. dear." A breathy giggle escaped her lips as she held him closer letting him enjoy her body. Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "How was the dungeon?" she asked, her voice carrying a gentle curiosity.


    Brandon chuckled against her skin and placed a kiss on her neck "It was a good experience... and I also reached D rank."


    Huh?


    Ravene was startled to hear this and looked at him in surprise "What?"


    A faint blue glow appeared on her eyes as she checked his core and sure enough ¡¯... In just a week?¡¯


    Her eyes narrowed slightly ¡¯Thinking about it... E rank awakeners can only absorb the low amount of ether from air.¡¯


    ¡¯But Brandon doesn¡¯t absorb from nature,, he took it all from me, an S rank awakener.. so he has no cap of how much he can absorb, no matter his rank.¡¯


    ¡¯So it refined his core quickly and with today¡¯s battle.. he broke through.¡¯


    A smile appeared on her face and she cupped his face to look at him "Congrats dear..."


    He just chuckled and leaned forward, kissing her lips "Thank you..."


    Their bodies pressed together and his warmth seeped into hers as the kiss deepened.


    Brandon tilted his head, deepening the kiss as his hands roamed her body.


    Ravene¡¯s breath hitched slightly as his lips trailed from her mouth to her jaw, then lower, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her neck.


    "I want you to reward me..."


    With a giggle, she asked "What reward?"


    "Ofcourse, you..."


    His hands slid down Ravene¡¯s sides and his fingers grazed the fabric of her shirt as he found the hem.


    With a gentle tug, he lifted it upward, peeling it off her body.


    His gaze fell on her bare torso, her full, heavy breasts spilling free from her bra as he deftly unhooked it with a flick of his fingers.


    "Haah..." Ravene¡¯s lips parted in a soft gasp and her black eyes half-lidded as she watched him, her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath.


    His hands cupped her breasts, and his thumbs brushed over the soft curves before he leaned down, pressing a slow kiss to her nipple.


    Her skin was warm against his lips, and he couldn¡¯t resist... he parted his mouth, taking her nipple between his lips and sucking gently.


    "Hmm..." A quiet moan slipped from Ravene¡¯s throat and her fingers tightened in his damp hair as she arched into him, offering more of herself.


    "Brandon..." she breathed as he sucked harder, his tongue swirling over the sensitive pink nipple.


    Then, with a teasing edge, he grazed his teeth over her nipple, biting down just enough to draw a sharp gasp from her lips.


    "Too much?" he asked, pulling back slightly to look up at her.


    Ravene shook her head, a faint blush creeping up her neck as she pulled him closer.


    "No... just right,"


    Encouraged, he moved to her other breast, giving it the same slow attention... kissing, sucking, and nipping.


    As his hands went down to her shorts, Ravene hurriedly reached out and stopped him "Wait.. not right now."


    Hm? He looked up at her and moved up, kissing her lips "What happened, since Aunt Elize is not here... it¡¯s the best time to have some sex."


    She raised her arms, sliding them around his neck in a loose, affectionate hug, pulling him down until his weight settled comfortably against her.


    Her fingers played with the damp strands of hair at the nape of his neck, and she tilted her head, brushing her nose against his cheek "She might return anytime soon, and Charlotte is also with her."


    He blinked in surprise "Big Sister is here?"


    She nodded her head "Mhm.. it would be risky if she found out about us."


    "Keep your dick obediently in your pants for one day, tomorrow we can have some sex..."


    With a sigh, he rested his head against her neck "Then, let¡¯s cuddle for a little."


    "Mm..."

 Chapter 73: Wait.. What?

    Chapter 73: Wait.. What?"What? You are a D-rank awakener now?"


    Standing in the living room, Elize exclaimed in shock and Brandon gave a faint nod "Yeah..."


    There was a brief second of silence before Elize let out an excited gasp.


    The next thing Brandon knew, she threw her arms around him and the force of the hug nearly knocked him off balance.


    "Oh my dear... you really are a D-rank awakener!" she squealed, squeezing him so tightly that he felt the air leave his lungs.


    Brandon chuckled, caught off guard by her enthusiasm, but he returned the hug, feeling the warmth of her affection. "Aunt Elize..."


    She retracted her face a little and placed a firm kiss on his cheek "My little boy has become a D rank awakener in just a week."


    She cupped his face and spoke "I know my boy is always special."


    Looking at the joy in her eyes, Brandon¡¯s heart swelled with affection and he nodded his head "Mhm..."


    She let out another joyful laugh before pulling him in for another bone-crushing hug, shaking him slightly from side to side. "Mhm... good job, dear."


    Ravene, who was sitting on the couch, couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and glanced at Charlotte, who was just standing there silently.


    With a smile, she stood up and walked up to her "Done shopping?."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze flickered to Ravene and she showed a slight smile "Yeah, Sister Ravene."


    Still being hugged by Elize, Brandon glanced at Charlotte and she also noticed his gaze.


    Her eyes squinted slightly as she spoke "I see. D-rank in a week... You¡¯re growing faster than I expected."


    Elize grinned and patted his head "That woman has been training you well, hasn¡¯t she?"


    With a slight cough, she clapped her hands and spoke "Well... Now, let¡¯s all celebrate for Brandon reaching D rank..."


    "We all should drink booze all night, hahaha."


    Brandon: -_-


    Ravene: -_-


    Charlotte: -_-


    This drunkard.


    ---


    Next day morning-


    Brandon was standing in front of the mirror, checking his uniform one last time.


    Just as he was about to turn away, he felt a faint vibration in his pocket.


    Reaching in, he pulled out his phone and glanced at the screen.


    A smile appeared on his lips, and he attended the call.


    Eira from the other side spoke "Brandon, are you coming to Academy today? You were absent yesterday."


    Nodding his head, he replied "Yeah... did you miss me yesterday?"


    Hearing his teasing, Eira blushed faintly and replied "No, you idiot."


    Brandon just chuckled and she spoke "Then come to Academy soon. I will be waiting."


    ---


    Walking down the stairs, he looked at Elize, who was sitting on the couch watching TV "I am leaving, Aunt Elize."


    Looking at him, Elize stood up and walked to him before kissing his forehead, "Mhm."


    He smiled and made his way to the door to set out.


    However, seeing Charlotte standing in the hallway, he frowned slightly ¡¯Big Sister?¡¯


    As he walked to the door, she stopped him "Wait."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow and she extended her hand, showing a silver ring in her palm "A storage artifact. It would be useful for you."


    For me? Brandon was dumbfounded looking at the ring.


    He hesitated for a second before reaching out and taking the ring from her hand.


    The metal was cool against his skin, and he could already feel the faint trace of ether embedded within its structure.


    Looking at the ring, he was amazed and glanced at Charlotte "Thanks."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly, and she muttered "I heard the Holy Church wants to baptize you."


    Hearing this, Brandon nodded his head "Yeah..."


    Charlotte gave a thoughtful nod and glanced back at the Porsche parked outside, where Ravene was waiting for him in the driver¡¯s seat.


    "Go now."


    Brandon nodded and pushed the door open.


    A gust of crisp morning air greeted him as he stepped outside and he quickly made his way to the car.


    Entering in, Brandon showed the ring and spoke "Charlotte gave it to me."


    "Ohh..." Ravene was amused to see this and mumbled "Looks nice. She gave one to you sooner than I expected... Should be useful to you."


    "Yeah.." Brandon murmured as he brushed his thumb against the ring.


    ---


    Entering his classroom, Brandon looked at Eira and Calistra who were sitting in the far back.


    Seeing him Eira¡¯s eyes brightened "Brandon..."


    He quickly took his usual seat beside her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Good morning..."


    She leaned into his touch, enjoying the warmth of his chest "Morning..." as she replied softly.


    Calistra, sitting beside Eira looked at them for a moment and stayed silent.


    Meanwhile, Eira suddenly straightened up as she looked at him more seriously.


    "By the way, do you even know that we have theory exams coming up?"


    Brandon blinked and tilted his head in confusion "Exams? What exams?"


    Hearing this, Eira facepalmed herself "As I thought. Are you serious?"


    Brandon frowned slightly "I mean, I knew there were practical evaluations, but theory exams? Since when do awakeners have to take written tests?"


    Eira sighed and rubbed her forehead as if she was dealing with a lost cause "Since always. You seriously didn¡¯t know? How are you here without realizing that we have theoretical assessments?"


    Brandon scratched his cheek. "I thought this academy was all about fighting and using ether. Who the hell cares about writing essays?"


    Eira let out an exasperated sigh. "It¡¯s not just essays, idiot. We have to understand ether theory, historical applications, energy flow mechanics, and even the politics behind ether regulations."


    "How do you expect to become an elite awakener if you don¡¯t know any of that?"


    Brandon leaned back in his seat "I dunno. I just figured I¡¯d keep beating stuff up and let people who care about that kind of thing handle the nerd work."


    Looking at him, a faint blush appeared on Eira¡¯s cheeks as she lowered her gaze and spoke in a hesitant tone "Well, lucky for you... if you want. I can help you."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Help? Like, you will tutor me?"


    With a slight cough to hide her embarrassment, she spoke "Mhm. We have two weeks before the exams, and considering you don¡¯t even know what subjects are on the test, I¡¯d say you need all the help you can get."


    "Well, you could always fail and be forced to take remedial classes. Or worse, get kicked out of the academy for not meeting the academic standards."


    Brandon stared at her, processing her words. "Wait.. what? You can actually get kicked out for failing in theories?"


    Eira nodded her head and reached out, grasping his hand before intertwining her fingers with his.


    "Hm, so listen to me... I can tutor you in that."


    With a chuckle, he replied, gripping her fingers firmly "Well, I am a lucky guy to have a girlfriend who can teach me."


    Wha-


    Eira¡¯s whole face went deep red as she flustered, "I-I am not your girlfriend?"


    He leaned forward and pecked her lips in a soft kiss "Really?"


    What?


    Her face turned even brighter, and she raised her hands hitting his chest.


    "Idiot, stop, stop doing that."


    Calistra just stayed silent, watching their banter.


    Meanwhile, another pair of curious eyes were also watching them.


    Sipping the drink in her hand, Elena smiled "Wowza..."

 Chapter 74: Studying...

    Chapter 74: Studying...Later in the afternoon, after classes had ended, Eira pulled Brandon toward the academy library.


    The library was a massive, multi-story building lined with towering bookshelves filled with old texts and digital archives.


    Students were scattered around, some buried in books while others worked on holographic terminals.


    They found a secluded corner near a large window, where sunlight spilled onto a wooden table.


    Eira placed a thick textbook down with a soft thud and pulled out her tablet.


    "Alright," she began, flipping open the book.


    "We¡¯re going to start with Ether Theory Basics. You need to understand the flow of ether, how it¡¯s classified, and... are you even listening?"


    Brandon, who had been lazily propping his chin on his hand, gave her a nod "Of course. Ether, flow, classifications. Got it."


    Eira narrowed her eyes before reaching over and flicking his forehead. "Pay attention."


    Brandon chuckled, rubbing the spot she hit. "Alright, alright."


    Just as Eira was about to start explaining, a new voice chimed in. "Ah, is this a study date? And you didn¡¯t invite me?"


    Both of them turned to see Elena standing there, sipping on a cold drink.


    Smiling, she pulled out a chair and sat down beside them.


    Elena blinked in surprise "Elena? What are you doing here?"


    "What else? Learning, of course. But now that I see you two, I feel like this is an opportunity I can¡¯t miss."


    Elena leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands "So, Brandon, how bad are you at theory?"


    Brandon let out a sigh and replied "Imagine someone who has never studied a single page of ether theory in his life. Then lower your expectations."


    Elena let out a laugh. "Oh, you are fucked up."


    Eira narrowed her eyes at Elena for a moment before sighing "You. Read this paragraph. Now."


    Brandon groaned and slumped forward. "Alright."


    He picked up the book and started reading, albeit lazily, while Eira listened attentively, occasionally correcting him.


    Every now and then, Brandon would throw in a teasing remark... leaning in too close when Eira was explaining something or pretending not to understand just to make her repeat herself.


    Each time, Eira would get flustered and her explanations would falter slightly before she regained her composure.


    Despite the teasing, as the afternoon wore on, Brandon actually started to understand some of the concepts.


    Eira, despite her flustered moments, was an excellent tutor, and Elena occasionally chipped in with her own insights.


    By the time they wrapped up, the sun was setting outside the library window, painting the sky in hues of gold and violet.


    Brandon stretched his hands lazily, and he had to accept that the topics were more interesting than he expected.


    He looked at them and spoke "Thanks Eira and Elena."


    With a smile, Elena patted his shoulder "No problem, Brand. I actually got to review some stuff myself, so this wasn¡¯t a waste of time."


    Eira let out a small sigh and adjusted the books in front of her. "You still have a lot more to learn. This was just the basics." S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Standing up, Eira reached out for a first bump and Brandon quickly reciprocated the gesture by fist bumping her.


    With a grin, she waved her hand "See you later, Brand. Bye, Bye... Oh wait."


    She stopped and took out her mobile waving it in front of him "Gimme your contact info, Brand."


    "Oh, sure."


    Taking her phone, he quickly entered his number and saved it under his name before handing it back to her.


    She glanced at the screen, nodded in satisfaction, and then gave him a final wave "Then see you later, Brand."


    Eira looked at him and spoke "That¡¯s it for today... we can continue tomorrow."


    As she stood up, he grabbed her waist and pulled her, making her sit on his lap.


    Eh? She blinked and he gently grabbed her thigh, positioning her perfectly in his lap sideways, looking at him.


    "Where are you going? I didn¡¯t get to kiss you today..."


    With that, he leaned forward and closed the distance before taking her lips in a tender kiss.


    The moment their lips met, she sighed before closing her eyes and leaning forward into the kiss.


    Brandon¡¯s grip on her waist tightened slightly and he pulled her closer.


    She raised her hands, clutching the fabric of his shirt as she lost herself in the kiss.


    He squeezed her thigh as his fingers gently traced under her skirt, reaching her inner thigh.


    A soft moan slipped past her lips before she could stop it.


    She gently parted her lips as he pushed in his tongue and entangled their tongues.


    His grip on her waist firmed, pulling her even closer until there was barely any space left between them.


    Eira felt her whole body flush with warmth as a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration flooded her senses.


    The way he kisses her... the way he touches her... it made her feel cherished, and she was completely caught in his orbit.


    As they slowly pulled back from the kiss a thin strand of saliva connected their lips as both of them took soft breaths, looking at each other.


    Eira¡¯s eyes softened and she leaned forward pecking his lips gently before murmuring "Idiot..."


    Brandon let out a quiet chuckle as his arms instinctively tightened around her waist. "You keep calling me that,"


    She hummed in response and let herself melt into him, her body settling comfortably against his as she rested her head on his shoulder.


    A few moments passed in comfortable silence before she finally murmured, "Are you free this weekend?"


    Brandon raised an eyebrow at her unexpected question, tilting his head slightly to get a better look at her face.


    Eira hesitated for a second, then slowly lifted her gaze to meet his eyes.


    Her cheeks were painted with a soft blush and her long lashes fluttered slightly as she looked into his eyes.


    "Maybe..." she started, her voice hesitant...


    "We can go out sometime... alone."


    Brandon blinked, but then his gaze softened.


    She looked so incredibly adorable right now¡ªshy yet determined, with her fingers fidgeting slightly as if nervous about his response.


    Smiling, he pressed a kiss on her forehead "Well, this weekend, I¡¯m busy..."


    The moment those words left his mouth, he felt her body stiffen slightly in his embrace.


    "Oh..." Her gaze lowered and her fingers tightened their grip on his shirt as disappointment flickered across her face.


    Brandon almost chuckled at how easy she was to read.


    Before she could fully retreat into her thoughts, he gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes again. "But..." he continued, his thumb brushing lightly over her cheek,


    "... On Monday. We can go out for the night."


    Eira¡¯s eyes widened slightly "Monday...?"


    "Mhm," he hummed and saw the disappointment in her expression melt into something softer...


    She lowered her gaze for a moment, as if processing his words, before a small smile curled at the corners of her lips.


    "Good," she whispered before leaning in and burying her face in the crook of his neck. "You idiot."


    Brandon let out an amused sigh and rested his chin against the top of her head as he held her closer.


    A bit later, Eira finally slipped down from his lap and smoothened her skirt before looking at him.


    Eira noticed his teasing gaze, but instead of getting angry at him, she just shook her head as an exasperated yet affectionate smile bloomed on her lips.


    ¡¯Idiot...¡¯


    Adjusting the strap of her bag over her shoulder, she took a step back and spoke softly, "Then... see you tomorrow, Brandon."


    Brandon gaze softened in affection "Mhm."


    She stood there for a moment longer, stealing one final glance at him before finally turning around and walking toward the exit of the grand library.


    Brandon sat there for a few seconds as he watched her disappear beyond the tall shelves.


    After a moment, he stood up, stretching his arms behind his head before finally making his way toward the entrance.


    As he stepped outside into the cool hallway, someone patted his back.


    "That was a good show."


    Hm? Brandon turned his head and looked at Elena who had a teasing smile on her face.


    -_- Brandon gave her a black stare "Don¡¯t tell me..."


    Elena¡¯s grin widened. "Oh, but I will tell you."


    She waggled her eyebrows. "You and Eira... all cozy, whispering sweet nothings to each other, getting all touchy in the library...."


    Brandon¡¯s eye twitched in frustrationand he reached out, gripping her ear "How many times, have I told you not to peek with your skill?"


    As he twisted her ear, Elena winced in pain but still laughed "Ack¡ª!"


    "No, it was fun to watch both of you being so romantic..."


    Brandon sighed and retracted his hand before giving her a strong, no-nonsense bonk on the head.


    "Ow!" Elena pouted, rubbing the top of her head.


    "Stop doing that," he scolded.


    She just grinned. "But, man... doing it in a library, huh? You sure are bold, Brand."


    Placing a hand on her chest she spoke dramatically "Whispers between bookshelves, secret touches under the desk..."


    "What¡¯s next? Kissing under the moonlight on the academy rooftop?"


    Brandon gave her another bonk.


    "Ow¡ªokay, okay, I¡¯ll stop,"


    She laughed, shaking her head "Haa, I should¡¯ve recorded that. I could sell it to the girls in class for a fortune."


    Brandon held the urge to punch her face "You wouldn¡¯t dare."


    Elena¡¯s smile widened "Wouldn¡¯t I?"


    For a moment, they just stared at each other.


    Then, in the next moment, brandon moved forward to catch her-


    "ACK¡ª!" Elena barely dodged, her laughter echoing through the hallway as she bolted ahead.


    "Get back here."


    "Not a chance, Lover Boy!"


    "Elena..."


    "Haha."


    The librarian looked at both of them and spoke in a stern tone "Silence."


    Brandon and Elena stopped in their tracks and slowly turned their heads to look at the librarian.


    "Um."


    "Sorry."

 Chapter 75: Took the flight

    Chapter 75: Took the flightLying on the bed, Brandon stared at the ceiling as his mind spiraled into thoughts ofthe the future.


    Ravene who was lying naked beside him under the blankets, stirred slightly and looked at him.


    Seeing that he is still awake, she raised her hand, placing it on his chest "What happened, dear?"


    Her voice was husky with sleep as she looked at him through her hazy eyes.


    Brandon turned to look at her and shook his head "Nothing, Aunt Rave..."


    Her gaze squinted slightly "Are you still uncomfortable, dear? We already did it four times."


    With a chuckle, he shook his head "No, its not that, Aunt Rave... just thinking about the future."


    Hearing this, she just sighed "Think about the future when it comes to you.. for now, come to your Aunty."


    As she spoke, she lowered the blankets and showed her enormous breasts with enticing pink nipples "Come..."


    Brandon leaned forward pressing his face into her breasts and with a giggle she squeezed his face with her big breasts.


    "I love you so much, Aunt..."


    Ravene¡¯s fingers threaded through his hair, stroking gently as she tilted her head down to press a kiss to his head. "Me too, dear..."


    Brandon nuzzled closer as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin between her breasts, and she let out a soft, contented hum


    Slowly, he tilted his head up as his lips grazed the underside of her breast in a featherlight kiss.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes fluttered and a faint blush crept up her neck as she surrendered to the sensation.


    "Kael..."


    ---


    Time passed, and it was already the weekend.


    Standing inside Brandon¡¯s room, Elize patted his head, correcting the collar of his jacket. "Be cautious there, Kael."


    "Always stay close to Char..."


    Her eyes narrowed slightly "There are some crazy fanatics in the Church of Rheanne."


    They hold the doctrine that only women can wield ether in this world. They believe the Goddess Rheanne blessed only women with the ability to command power."


    "But now that you can use ether. They will look at you like you are the enemy of God."


    "I am still not very sure of what they are thinking, and why would they call you to baptize? So be very cautious."


    Brandon nodded his head "Mhm..."


    She patted his head one last time and placed a kiss on his cheek "Now, go."


    Brandon, feeling the warmth of her affection, returned the gesture, leaning down to kiss her cheek in return.


    He walked downstairs and quickly reached the front yard.


    Stepping out, he saw Charlotte waiting in the car for him.


    He is going to a dangerous, uncertain place, and Charlotte is the best bodyguard he can get.


    Her long, blondeish black hair was tied in a loose ponytail today, strands of it falling over her shoulder as she leaned slightly out of the window.


    A cigarette was perched between her fingers, with the faint ember at its tip glowing softly as she took a slow drag.


    However, as soon as she noticed him approaching, she quickly straightened up and flicked the cigarette out of the window, her fingers subtly brushing against her cloak as if to erase any trace of it.


    Brandon noticed her smoking and sighed in his heart before entering the car.


    Charlotte didn¡¯t say anything and started the engine.


    Brandon turned to the window, watching as the scenery slowly began to change while the car moved through the streets.


    "I don¡¯t like the smell."


    Charlotte¡¯s body stiffened, but she didn¡¯t say anything and continued driving. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ---


    The car moved smoothly through the streets, and as they drove further, the familiar sights of urban life¡ªcrowded sidewalks, towering skyscrapers, and the occasional commercial district... began to fade.


    Brandon noticed that it¡¯s the same way he went with Naevora the other day.


    Surveillance drones hovered in the sky, moving in smooth, calculated patterns as they scanned every vehicle approaching.


    Towering watchtowers flanked both sides, with heavily armed guards stationed atop them.


    As Charlotte¡¯s car approached, the guards immediately moved into action.


    There was no hesitation.


    No delay.


    A sharp, mechanical hum filled the air as the reinforced gate slowly began to part, revealing the massive airfield beyond.


    Charlotte didn¡¯t slow down.


    Brandon remained silent, as the soldiers on both sides of the gate immediately straightened their postures, heels clicking together in perfect unison.


    And then... without hesitation, they all bowed their heads.


    A wave of synchronized motion rippled through the entire area as every single guard, officer, and personnel present lowered their heads to the woman behind the wheel.


    Charlotte didn¡¯t acknowledge them and simply continued driving forward.


    As they moved deeper into the facility, the scale of the airfield became apparent.


    Rows upon rows of fighter jets, military transport planes, and heavily modified ether-powered aircraft lined the tarmac.


    Elite soldiers patrolled the area in tight formations.


    As Charlotte brought the car to a smooth stop near the main hangar, a small group of personnel was already waiting for them.


    At the forefront, there was a woman wearing an office suit who seemed to be an assistant.


    She stepped forward immediately as Charlotte exited the car.


    "Lady Charlotte," the woman greeted, placing a hand over her chest before offering a perfect bow.


    Brandon noticed that even the surrounding personnel followed suit, lowering their heads in perfect synchronization.


    Charlotte nodded slightly "Is everything prepared?"


    The woman straightened, adjusting her glasses before responding. "Yes. The jet is fully fueled and ready for departure. The flight path has been cleared, and we have secured a direct route to the Holy Land."


    The woman turned her gaze toward him, and looked at him before speaking. "Lord Kael, it is an honor to be in your presence."


    Brandon stiffened slightly.


    Lord Kael?


    He had never been addressed like that before.


    Charlotte, however, ignored the formality and gestured toward the custom-designed private jet that awaited them.


    As they approached, a ramp extended smoothly from the entrance, welcoming them aboard.


    The two of them stepped inside first and took their seats.


    As he settled into his seat, he couldn¡¯t help but exhale slowly.


    The engines roared, but the sound was surprisingly smooth... almost silent, thanks to the advanced etheric modifications.


    Brandon glanced out the window as the aircraft began taxiing down the runway.


    Within moments, the jet lifted off effortlessly, ascending higher and higher until the military airport below became a small speck.


    Charlotte sat across from him, one leg crossed over the other, her eyes closed as if deep in thought.


    Brandon didn¡¯t disturb her.


    Instead, he turned his gaze toward the endless sky ahead.


    ---


    Valiene Himelle, who was standing in front of the grand statue of the Goddess of Rheanne, lowered her head in reverence.


    She adjusted the blindfold covering her right eye and let out a sigh "Today he will come to me..."


    "Brandon Kael."


    "My future."

 Chapter 76: To the Holy land [1]

    Chapter 76: To the Holy land [1]Brandon felt a slight shift in pressure as the private jet began to lower its altitude, gliding seamlessly through the air.


    Looking outside the window, Brandon saw the ivory-white city structures, towering spires, and lush golden fields bathed in the glow of the afternoon sun.


    The Holy Land.


    The very heart of the Church of Rheanne.


    Even from up here, he could see the grand roads leading toward the capital... a city built upon divine doctrine, where faith and power intertwined in absolute harmony.


    At the city¡¯s center, stood the Grand Cathedral of Rheanne.


    A massive structure with its spires almost reaching the skies, while holy banners embroidered in gold fluttered gently in the wind.


    He narrowed his eyes slightly as the aircraft began its final descent onto the private runway reserved for esteemed guests of the Holy Church.


    Several robed figures, the church officials dressed in ceremonial attire stood along the edge of the runway.


    Behind them, a convoy of sleek, black vehicles was already lined up, prepared for their arrival.


    Unlike the Holy Church¡¯s traditional aesthetic, these vehicles were modern, militarized, and armored, their exteriors reinforced with ether-infused plating.


    The Church of Rheanne may have been a religious organization, but it was also a force of absolute power.


    As the aircraft¡¯s doors opened, the assistant from earlier, the woman with the glasses was already waiting at the base of the stairs.


    Charlotte walked down first and the moment her boots touched the ground, the church officials instinctively bowed.


    Brandon followed, stepping down beside her, and he felt every pair of eyes land on him.


    The robed figures did not bow to him like they did for Charlotte.


    Instead, they simply stared.


    The assistant adjusted her glasses before speaking.


    "Lady Charlotte. Lord Kael." She gave a slight nod.


    "Your transport awaits. Please, follow me."


    Brandon and Charlotte were led toward the sleek black vehicle parked at the forefront of the convoy.


    The assistant personally opened the door for them.


    Charlotte entered first, settling comfortably into the luxurious leather seats in the back.


    Brandon followed, stepping in beside her.


    The assistant then closed the door before making her way to the front passenger seat.


    The driver, a well-dressed woman, gave a brief nod before starting the car.


    The convoy began to move.


    As the car moved through the streets, Brandon looked at the surroundings through the windows.


    The streets were pristine, lined with glowing runes that provided soft illumination even in broad daylight.


    Instead of modern streetlights, floating orbs of light hovered in the air, shifting colors in response to the time of day.


    Pedestrians walked around and most of them were dressed in ceremonial robes that denoted their rank within the church.


    Brandon noticed how women dominated the cityscape.


    Every guard, every high-ranking official, every authoritative figure he saw... they were all women.


    Inside the car, Charlotte remained silent.


    Her gaze was focused on the window, seemingly lost in thought.


    Brandon didn¡¯t disturb her.


    As the convoy neared the cathedral¡¯s entrance, the sheer scale of the structure became overwhelming.


    The Grand Cathedral of Rheanne was an architectural impossibility with its spires reaching the skies.


    Massive stained-glass windows depicted scenes of legendary female warriors, priestesses, and saints.


    At the very center of the gate there is a massive engraving of the Goddess Rheanne herself.


    As the convoy came to a stop, a group of high-ranking clergywomen in ceremonial armor stood waiting.


    The assistant quickly stepped out of the car and opened the door for Brandon and Charlotte.


    Both of them gently stepped out of the car and a woman stepped forward and spoke "Welcome to the Cathedral of Goddess Rheanne."


    Charlotte walked past her and Brandon quickly followed as they continued their way to the Cathedral.


    The assistant hurriedly caught up with them but Charlotte raised her hand "You stay here."


    Hearing the order, she bowed her head "Yes, Lady Charlotte."


    She then glanced at Brandon for a second and continued walking.


    ...


    As Brandon entered the Cathedral, he was amazed by the sheer scale of the architecture.


    Suddenly, his eyes narrowed ¡¯Huh? What is this feeling?¡¯


    A feeling as if he is standing in front of something greater.


    He felt a sudden flutter in his heart as if being oppressed slightly. ¡¯Hm? The Goddess is real? Why do I feel different.. entering this place?¡¯


    ¡¯Or the church using some sort of artifact or machine to affect mental strength and that¡¯s make me feel like this way?¡¯


    His gaze squinted in thought and he looked at Charlotte "Are you feeling anything?"


    Charlotte was surprised as this is the first time he spoke to her since they started the trip.


    She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him "What feeling?"


    With a soft sigh, he muttered "Like... feeling inferior, as if I am standing before a powerful entity."


    Hm? Powerful Entity? Charlotte tilted her head slightly "There is no powerful entity other than me here."


    -_- Brandon sighed in his heart ¡¯Then I guess, it must be some kind of artifact... affecting mental strength.¡¯


    ¡¯Maybe it doesn¡¯t work on strong people like Charlotte but works on weak people like me.¡¯


    ¡¯Seems like they want to make everyone feel overwhelming when they enter the church.¡¯


    With a shake of his head, he muttered "Never mind."


    With that, they continued their walk.


    Priestesses in flowing white robes moved through the hall with their heads bowed as they carried out their duties.


    Guardians clad in gold and white battle armor stood at key points, their hands resting on the hilts of blades.


    Suddenly one of the priestesses looked at him and hurriedly walked to him, her face scrunched in disgust.


    "A man... walking into this holy place?"


    "Disgusting..."


    Brandon just stayed silent ¡¯That was quick...¡¯


    He expected some form of hostility, but this level of open hatred was something else.


    Other priestesses, guardians, and clergy members turned their heads to look at the confrontation.


    "This is a place of worship. A holy sanctuary dedicated to the Goddess Rheanne. A man¡¯s presence here is..."


    Charlotte raised her voice slightly "Got any problems?"


    Her gaze narrowed slightly as faint energy rippled out from her "You will not speak to him that way."


    The priestess visibly swallowed, but her clenched fists and trembling lips betrayed her barely contained anger.


    Still, she did not dare to challenge Charlotte directly.


    Instead, she redirected her rage and her gaze burned with anger as she turned back to Brandon.


    "He is an abomination before the Goddess," she hissed.


    "A disgrace to the natural order. He defiles this sacred ground with his very existence!"


    Brandon felt an odd sense of d¨¦j¨¤ vu.


    He had heard similar words before... from those who believed only women were meant to wield ether.


    Charlotte raised her leg and kicked the priestess¡¯s knee lightly.


    "Ah!" The priestess suddenly tumbled forward as she lost her balance and knelt on the floor.


    Charlotte raised her leg and pressed her boot down against the back of the woman¡¯s head, forcing her face into the cold marble floor of the cathedral.


    The impact echoed through the chamber, sending a shudder through the watching priestesses and clergy members.


    Adjusting her glove, Charlotta twisted her foot as the priestess struggled, gasping for breath.


    "Apologize..."


    Seeing this, the guards there hurriedly rushed to them but looking at Charlotte, they just stood there without taking any action.


    The priestess beneath her foot clawed at the floor and her breathing ragged as she tried to push herself up.


    But Charlotte pressed down harder, her boot grinding against the woman¡¯s skull.


    "I said apologize..."


    The priestess¡¯s lips parted and her voice was weak and muffled against the cold stone.


    "I... I will never¡ª" S§×ar?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    CRACK.


    Charlotte shifted her weight slightly, and a sharp, wet gasp escaped her lips as a fresh wave of pain rippled through her skull.


    "Guaarghh!"


    Her nails scraped desperately against the floor and her body tensed as she tried to endure.


    A cold glint passed through Charlotte¡¯s eyes "Do you know what I do to people who disrespect my property?"


    Huh?


    Hearing this, Brandon was dumbfounded...


    What did she say just now?


    Property?


    ¡¯When did I became her property?¡¯


    He looked around at the reaction of the people and some were obviously displeased looking at him.


    The Priestess nails dug into the marble "I.. I am sorry..."


    Charlotte pressed her foot even harder "Louder."


    The Priestess¡¯s body shook as tears spilled down her cheek "I am sorry..."


    Charlotte retracted her leg and the Priestess instantly fell on the floor, gasping for air.


    Then she looked at Brandon and gave a nod, "Let¡¯s move...."


    Brandon glimpsed at the woman for a moment before following Charlotte.

 Chapter 77: To the Holy Land [2]

    Chapter 77: To the Holy Land [2]As they continued their walk, Charlotte spoke "That woman must have been sent by the people in higher authority here to check how we would react in a situation like that..."


    "She wouldn¡¯t have dared to act like that on her own. So, don¡¯t take it to heart."


    Brandon nodded his head "Mhm..."


    ---


    As they continued walking, they finally reached the Inner Sanctum area.


    One of the high priestesses who was waiting for their arrival hurriedly came to them and bowed her head.


    "Everyone was expecting your arrival..."


    She gestured to the side and murmured "This way, please."


    Following the woman, they finally reached a big door.


    As they pushed the door, Brandon¡¯s gaze flickered around to see the surroundings.


    In front of him, there is an enormous statue of the Goddess of Rheanne and then his gaze fell on the numerous figures assembled before him.


    At the very center of the room was a massive pool of shimmering liquid, its surface swirling with soft ripples despite the absence of any wind.


    The priestesses were lined up in rows, standing in perfect formation with their heads slightly bowed in solemn reverence.


    At the forefront of the gathered clergy stood several High Priestesses.


    However, what caught his attention was the woman standing in front of them.


    Acolyte, Valiene Himmele. S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Valiene stepped forward and showed a smile "Brandon Kael..."


    Brandon just nodded his head and she spoke "You stand within the holiest sanctum of the Goddess Rheanne, where only the most devout and chosen may tread."


    "This is the Font of Divinity, a sacred wellspring that has existed since the founding of the Church," she explained.


    "It is within these waters that the Rite of Baptism shall be conducted. The blessing of the Goddess shall be invoked, and your presence in this world shall be acknowledged by the heavens."


    Brandon glanced at the pool and frowned slightly "So, I need to step into that?"


    Valiene inclined her head. "Correct."


    "The waters of the Font shall cleanse your soul, granting you the recognition of the divine order. The ritual is simple, yet it holds significance beyond mortal comprehension."


    Brandon resisted the urge to sigh.


    He glanced at Charlotte, but she stood beside him silently.


    Valiene extended a hand towards the pool "When you are ready, step forward."


    Brandon hesitated for only a brief moment before sighing and moving towards the water.


    The shimmering liquid within the pool rippled slightly, as if responding to his presence.


    He stopped at the edge and his gaze flickered to Valiene, who stood gracefully beside the pool.


    She smiled slightly and spoke "The Font of Divinity is a sacred substance, imbued with the blessings of the Goddess herself. Those who step into its depths are forever marked by its touch."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes squinted "And what exactly does this ¡¯mark¡¯ mean?"


    Valiene¡¯s expression did not change "The waters will not harm you, if that is your concern. They will merely recognize your existence."


    She paused and then added, "There is no deception here, Brandon Kael. The church seeks only to affirm what has already become reality: that you are an anomaly within the divine order."


    Brandon exhaled gently, but he had already committed to this.


    With one final glance at Charlotte, he took the final step forward and lowered himself into the pool.


    The moment his skin made contact, a strange sensation shot through his entire body.


    The liquid was neither warm nor cold, it was simply there, as if it had no temperature at all.


    Yet the instant it touched him, he felt something stir deep within him.


    ¡¯What the hell? It feels...¡¯


    It was subtle at first, like a faint hum in the back of his mind, but then it intensified.


    His veins tingled and an inexplicable sensation of weightlessness overtook him.


    The water was deeper than it appeared.


    Though the pool seemed shallow from the outside, as he moved forward, the water level almost reached his abdomen.


    A hush fell over the chamber.


    The priestesses, the high clergy, and the assembled figures all watched in absolute silence as the water around Brandon began to glow.


    The entire sanctum pulsed and the air thrummed with an invisible energy as the pool began to glow.


    Then, all at once, the water surged upward.


    A pillar of golden light erupted from the Font, engulfing Brandon entirely.


    The force of it was overwhelming, pressing against him from all sides, yet it did not burn.


    His body floated weightlessly within the radiant current, and his limbs suspended as If he had been taken beyond the physical realm.


    He could no longer hear the chamber around him.


    In that moment, there was only the golden light, the unseen voices, and the strange, pulsating rhythm within his own body.


    Then, something changed....


    A pressure...


    It was subtle at first, but suddenly wrapped around his core.


    His ether responded and the genesis mark on his chest glowed faintly.


    The golden light twisted, forming patterns along his skin and in the instant, the patterns along his body disappeared.


    Brandon¡¯s vision blurred and his consciousness wavered.


    ¡¯What... what is this?¡¯


    Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the pressure released.


    The golden light dimmed.


    "Haaa... Haa..."


    Brandon gasped as he fell forward and his knees hit the bottom of the Font with a splash.


    The sacred water rippled around him and now it is totally calm... as if nothing happened.


    A moment passed.


    Then another.


    The chamber remained silent.


    Brandon slowly lifted his head and he took quick breaths as a strange feeling racked his body.


    His body still tingled, but whatever force touched him... it was gone.


    He glanced down at his hands.


    Nothing seemed different.


    No new markings, no visible changes.


    Yet deep inside, he felt something.


    ¡¯W-What the hell happened just now?¡¯


    Valiene, who was looking at him, took a step back in absolute horror ¡¯H-Huh?¡¯


    ¡¯How?¡¯


    Charlotte looked at him and her gaze narrowed ¡¯No harm to his body or core. They all seem perfect...¡¯


    ---


    Inside a dark chamber, eerie blue light passed through the cracks through small holes illuminating the dark space.


    Amidst this, a lone figure sat on top of a altar... and the blue light from the crack showed very little of her body features.


    The woman¡¯s white eyelashes fluttered open, revealing her blue eyes and she gently raised her gaze.


    She opened her lips and a soft voice escaped her lips "The Herald... of Divinity."

 Chapter 78: The Herald of Divinity [1]

    Chapter 78: The Herald of Divinity [1]"Haa.. Haa..."


    Brandon felt his consciousness coming back to him and a searing heat spread through his body.


    Staggering backward, Brandon could feel his legs trembling slightly under the strain.


    With a deep breath, he took three steps backward and hurriedly left the pool.


    "Huff..."


    Steam curled from his neck and skin and he hurriedly pulled down his jacket and threw it on the floor.


    Without a second thought, he grabbed at the collar of his soaked t-shirt and yanked it over his head before dropping it down as steam rose from his body, spreading outward.


    He exhaled sharply, watching the steam rise from his forearms and his fingers flexed involuntarily as the ether coursed through his body.


    In the next instant, Charlotte appeared in front of him and grasped his shoulder "Are you alright?"


    Brandon blinked as his mind was still swimming in the aftershock of whatever just happened to him.


    Seeing this, Charlotte¡¯s gaze narrowed and she extended her right hand.


    *swoosh* Suddenly Valiene felt a force pulling her and before she could react, her body shot towards Charlotte.


    Charlotte gripped Valiene¡¯s neck and her grip tightened as a cold glint passed through her eyes.


    "What happened just now?"


    "Urghh..." Valiene felt her throat muscles crushing under Charlotte¡¯s fingertips as she struggled to breathe.


    Brandon stood up and ran his fingers through his hair as hot steam curled out of his body.


    The priestesses and high-ranking clergy members who had gathered to witness the baptism remained frozen in place with their eyes wide in shock.


    Valiene¡¯s lips parted, but the pressure against her throat made it difficult to respond immediately.


    Her fingers twitched at her sides, but she did not attempt to pry Charlotte¡¯s hand away.


    Brandon coughed lightly as water droplets dripped down his body and Charlotte¡¯s gaze turned to him.


    "Kael?"


    Her eyes trembled as she saw a scar on his back...


    ¡¯How long has it been since I saw that scar?¡¯ a small thought crossed her mind and her expression softened slightly.


    But she shook her head and asked "Brandon... how do you feel?" Is there any discomfort?


    Brandon closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the ether running through his body and check his core.


    "They all seem good... Haa."


    As he spoke, he looked around, and what happened after that made him confused.


    Slowly, everyone in the room lowered themselves to their knees and gently lowered their heads in absolute reverence.


    "All Hail the Herald..."


    Huh? Brandon was totally confused and looked around at the people kneeling.


    Herald?


    At this time, the door of the inner chamber opened.


    An old woman with grey hair wearing blue-white robes stepped inside.


    Her gaze flickered to the people kneeling on the floor, then to Valiene and then her gaze fell on Brandon.


    There was no hostility in her gaze... just a silent understanding.


    Reaching in front of Brandon, she gently bowed her head "Didn¡¯t expect our Herald to be born as a man..."


    "Truly the wonder of divinity... The will of the Goddess manifests in ways beyond our understanding."


    Charlotte let go of Valiene and she stumbled on the ground, falling to her knees.


    "Haaa.. Haa...." She took deep breaths to supply air to her lungs and there is a faint trace of Charlotte¡¯s palm on her neck.


    She coughed slightly before looking up at Brandon through her hazy eyes.


    Charlotte then glimpsed at the older woman and asked "Old hag, tell me what is going on here..."


    The woman lowered her gaze and, despite the insult she had a small smile on her lips "Fret not; he is not in any danger..."


    Her eyes briefly flickered toward Brandon before she continued.


    "However, this is not a discussion meant for public ears. I would like to speak further... privately."


    Charlotte¡¯s eyes narrowed and then she glanced at Brandon "...Kael."


    Brandon exhaled softly and he understood her concern.


    Though he wasn¡¯t sure what was happening, he could tell that resisting wasn¡¯t an option.


    Whether he liked it or not, this situation is already getting bigger.


    He gave Charlotte a small nod and his voice was steady despite his lingering uncertainty.


    "Its alright..."


    The woman smiled faintly "Then, shall we leave?" she spoke, gesturing to the door.


    Brandon¡¯s gaze flickered toward his soaked jacket and t-shirt, still lying abandoned near the shimmering pool of liquid.


    His brows furrowed slightly.


    He wasn¡¯t exactly comfortable walking around shirtless, but at the same time, putting those clothes back on while they were still drenched didn¡¯t seem like a great idea either.


    Letting out a quiet sigh, he turned and started walking toward the door, deciding to deal with the matter later.


    Valiene glanced at the jacket and the t-shirt before leaning down to take them in her hands.


    Brandon, Charlotte, and the woman stepped out of the chamber and walked through the hallways.


    Charlotte looked at Brandon and as she extended her hand, a white cloth appeared on her hand.


    "Use this as towel..."


    Brandon nodded his head and took it from her hand as he began to dry his body on their way.


    With a soft sigh, Charlotte spoke "I gave you the spatial artifact so it can be useful to you... It seems like you are not using it."


    Brandon just stayed silent for a bit as he continued drying his hair "I was still learning how to use it properly..."


    Retrieving items from a spatial artifact wasn¡¯t exactly a simple process.


    While it isn¡¯t difficult for those who had years of experience, it still requires a certain level of familiarity with controlling ether.


    Without proper training, pulling out a specific item from a storage space could be tedious... especially if there were multiple objects stored inside.


    With a sigh, he reached out to a pocket in his wet pants and took out a ring "But I do have the ring and a set of clothes in that..."


    The woman glanced back to look at their conversation and muttered "I can arrange a private space for you to change your clothes." S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    While the towel Charlotte had given him helped dry his upper body, his lower half remained drenched, clinging uncomfortably to his skin with every step he took.


    The cold fabric stuck stubbornly to his legs, making each movement feel damp and restrictive.


    The slight squelching sound his shoes made every now and then only added to his growing frustration.


    They soon reached another door and the woman turned to them "This will be our private chamber for discussion. Please, enter."


    She pressed her palm against the door, and with a soft click, the mechanisms within shifted, unlocking the door.


    Brandon stepped in first, his gaze flickering around the chamber.


    It was spacious and at the center, there was a large wooden table, surrounded by several plush chairs adorned with white embroidery.


    Against the far wall, there is a tall bookshelf, and a candelabra burned softly atop a small altar in the corner, casting a warm glow that flickered against the stone walls.


    Brandon noticed a small corridor there which leads to a small room "Is that the restroom?"


    The woman nodded her head "Yes, it is..."


    Brandon sighed in his heart and walked toward ¡¯First I need to change my clothes...¡¯

 Chapter 79: The Herald of Divinity [2]

    Chapter 79: The Herald of Divinity [2]A bit later, Brandon stepped out of the restroom wearing a white shirt and black pants as he tousled his damp hair with the towel.


    Walking inside the room, he glanced at Charlotte and the woman sitting there waiting for him.


    He took a seat beside Charlotta and glanced at the woman.


    Looking at him, the old lady stood up and bowed her head "I am Matilda, one of three members of ¡¯Sacred Triarch.¡¯"


    "It is my pleasure to be in your presence, Lord Brandon Kael."


    Brandon Kael just let out a sigh and spoke "Please sit down and cut to the chase. What just happened there?"


    Hearing this, Matilda just smiled and sat back on her seat "I understand that all of this must seem overwhelming to you, Lord Brandon Kael..."


    "But allow me to explain in full detail."


    "The Baptism we conduct is not merely a ritual... it is a sacred rite that measures one¡¯s connection to the Goddess of Rh¨¦anne."


    "It is a test, in essence, that determines the strength of one¡¯s divine affinity."


    "Every individual who undergoes the ritual receives a form of acknowledgment from the Goddess, which manifests in the form of a pillar of light."


    Hearing this, Brandon raised an eyebrow "And mine was golden."


    Matilda nodded her head "Indeed, you received the highest affinity with the Goddess of Rheanne; the golden pillar that emerged during your baptism is the proof."


    Brandon exhaled slowly, leaning back in his seat. "So, what does that mean for me? What exactly does this ¡¯golden pillar¡¯ entail?"


    Matilda¡¯s expression turned solemn "The color of the pillar determines one¡¯s standing within the divine hierarchy."


    "A white pillar is the most common... it signifies only a faint recognition from the Goddess. Silver represents a stronger connection, often granted to those with unwavering faith."


    "Blue is bestowed upon those who have dedicated their lives to the faith, such as high-ranking priestesses."


    She gestured toward herself with a faint smile "I, myself, was blessed with blue, which allowed me to ascend to my current position within the Sacred Triarch... a council of three who stand just beneath the Supreme Pontiff in our hierarchy."


    Matilda¡¯s gaze deepened. "Violet is extremely rare. Only those who are closest to the Goddess, those who serve as direct intermediaries, are granted such a pillar."


    "The Supreme Pontiff herself possesses violet, marking her as the mortal with the greatest divine authority in the church."


    She then leaned forward slightly, "And yet... you received gold."


    Matilda¡¯s smile returned, "It means that your connection to the Goddess surpasses even that of the Supreme Pontiff. It means that you are not merely an intermediary... but a direct manifestation of divine will."


    "The Herald of Divinity, or you can simply call that as Holy Son of the Goddess."


    Hm? Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly "I don¡¯t have any faith towards her and never worshipped her; why choose me?"


    With a thoughtful face, Matilda replied "That, my dear Herald, is something only the Goddess herself knows."


    "Perhaps it is because you are the first male Ether user. Perhaps it is because you defy the natural order in ways we do not yet understand. Or perhaps, the reason is something far greater... who knows."


    Brandon glanced at Charlotte, who just stayed there silently with one leg on another, listening to the conversation.


    Looking at Matilda, Charlotte asked "So what now? Kael has higher authority than your Supreme Pontiff inside the Church?"


    With a nod, Matilda replied "Yeah..."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze narrowed "So, let¡¯s say... what would have happened if Kael got white color in the pillar."


    Upon hearing this question, Matilda just sighed "That... we had plans of making a marriage arrangement for him with our Acolyte, Valiene Himelle."


    "Valiene received a purple pillar during her baptism. So, she is in line to become the next Supreme Pontiff."


    "So, we thought if we made an arranged marriage with you, it would tie the anomaly... the only male awakener to be tied within the Church."


    "The Church had determined that such a course of action would be the most... appropriate way to handle your existence."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed ¡¯That one-eyed woman?¡¯


    Taking a deep breath, he leaned back on the couch "So, what to do now?"


    Matilda just smiled "This is up to you, Lord Kael."


    With a soft sigh, he asked "What if I just leave? Walk out of here and act like none of this happened?"


    Matilda tilted her head. "Then you will walk away as the Herald of Divinity, whether you acknowledge it or not. The world will not forget what has been witnessed today."


    Silence settled in the room.


    Brandon came here expecting trouble, but this was on another level.


    His mere existence just reshaped the hierarchy of one of the most powerful organizations in the world.


    And no matter how much he wanted to deny it, there was no going back now.


    His eyes squinted in contemplation ¡¯Being the only male awakener is bringing me such troubles...¡¯


    ¡¯Hmmm.. but I can use this ¡¯Herald¡¯ position well. Now I am so weak. And most people in this world don¡¯t like me.¡¯


    ¡¯So if I did accept this position, I would have one of the most powerful organizations under my command...¡¯


    ¡¯If I play my cards right, I¡¯ll have an organization powerful enough to stand against anyone who sees me as a threat.¡¯


    He thought about the Supreme Pontiff... this mysterious woman who had ruled the Church for years.


    Even she would now have to acknowledge him and bow to the authority granted to him by the very divine entity they worshiped.


    ¡¯But I can¡¯t trust that woman either.. she might be someone who hates men and may try to backstab me.¡¯


    ¡¯And there might be some more fanatics who don¡¯t like me and try to plot against me...¡¯


    ¡¯This has both merits and demerits.¡¯


    His eyes flickered for a moment as he remembered Valiene ¡¯And marrying her is not a bad idea. I can solidify my position and also get a beautiful wife...¡¯


    ¡¯There might be ¡¯factions¡¯ within the Church... some who would accept me as the Herald without question, and others who would see me existence as a challenge to everything they had built.¡¯


    ¡¯Fuck this, man...¡¯


    Looking at his thinking face, Matilda spoke "Your decision is your own, Lord Herald."


    He met Matilda¡¯s gaze and muttered "I will think about it."


    Matilda nodded, seemingly unsurprised "Of course. It is not a decision to be made lightly."


    She then stood up "I shall inform the attendants to bring some food for you."


    As she exited, silence filled the room once more. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Charlotte, who was sitting beside Brandon looked at him "What now?"


    With a shake of his head, he replied "I don¡¯t know..."

 Chapter 80: Discussions [1]

    Chapter 80: Discussions [1]Brandon sat on the couch thinking about it for a while and Charlotte stayed silently beside him.


    Looking at him, she muttered "What are you thinking? if you tell me... I can help you."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze flickered to her "My first doubt... is the Goddess even real?"


    She leaned back slightly, resting her elbow against the couch¡¯s armrest "That¡¯s a dangerous question to ask in a place like this."


    With a deep sigh, he mumbled "What if this goddess is not real and this whole thing is well-crafted stuff to control me and make me stay within the Church?"


    "I never cared about the Holy Church before. I never prayed, never thought about the Goddess of Rh¨¦anne, never even considered if she was real or not."


    "And yet, somehow, I¡¯m supposed to believe that I, of all people was ¡¯chosen¡¯ by her?"


    "This is ridiculous."


    Charlotte hummed lightly before responding, "Think about it, Kael. Whether the Goddess exists or not, does it really change anything for you?"


    "The Church isn¡¯t powerful because some divine being declared it so. It¡¯s powerful because of its people... centuries of tradition, faith, and governance."


    She met his gaze directly. "And right now, that power is trying to wrap itself around you."


    "You saw how they acted in there. The moment that golden pillar appeared, they dropped to their knees like you were some kind of messiah. Whether you believe in their Goddess or not, they believe in you."


    She tilted her head slightly "But, if you want my advice? Play along for now. You don¡¯t have to believe in the Goddess, but as long as they think you are the Herald, you¡¯ll have control over the Church."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed in thought "Maybe I should ask Aunt Elize and Aunt Rave before making a decision."


    Hearing this, Charlotte replied "You can¡¯t ask such things through your mobile phone. I have a mobile phone, which you can use to make encrypted calls. I will ask my assistant to bring that."


    Brandon nodded his head "Mhm."


    Charlotte took her mobile phone and called her assistant to bring the encrypted mobile.


    As Charlotte ended the call with her assistant, the wooden doors of the chamber slowly creaked open once more.


    A group of attendants, dressed in pristine white and red robes, entered in, carrying large silver trays adorned with delicate engravings of sacred symbols.


    The rich aroma of freshly prepared food filled the air almost instantly.


    Golden candelabras flickered gently on the dining table as the attendants began setting down an array of dishes.


    A large, ornately carved tray was placed before Brandon first, revealing a succulent cut of roasted beast meat.


    A bowl of rich sauce accompanied it.


    Beside it, a plate of steamed golden rice was set down.


    A second plate followed, carrying an array of colorful, thinly sliced fruits from the Etherwood region.


    For Charlotte, they placed a fine cut of seared venison alongside a selection of roasted root vegetables, caramelized to perfection.


    A goblet of deep crimson wine, aged in sanctified barrels, was gently set down beside her.


    A smaller dish containing freshly baked bread was placed between them.


    After the last tray was placed, the attendants respectfully bowed and silently withdrew, leaving the two alone in the chamber once more.


    Brandon, still somewhat tense from the events of the day, exhaled slowly before picking up his fork. "At least something good is coming out of all this..."


    Brandon cut into the beast meat as the knife slid effortlessly through the tender flesh.


    The aroma was rich, and as he lifted a bite to his mouth, the deep, savory flavor coated his tongue.


    He chewed in silence, his mind still occupied with the weight of everything that had happened in the past hour.


    Across from him, Charlotte remained silent as she swirled her goblet of wine.


    She hasn¡¯t touched her food yet; instead, she took a sip of the red wine.


    Brandon took another bite, then scooped a spoonful of the rice and swallowed, exhaling slowly before reaching for one of the thinly sliced fruits.


    The chamber remained quiet as the faint clinking of utensils against the plate and the occasional soft rustle of fabric echoed as Charlotte shifted in her seat.


    ---


    Brandon wiped his mouth with a napkin and poured himself a glass of water from the pitcher on the table, taking a long sip before setting it down with a quiet clink.


    "How long until that encrypted phone gets here?" he asked.


    Charlotte took another sip of the wine and spoke "Shouldn¡¯t be long now. My assistant is efficient." S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon nodded, tapping a finger lightly against the wooden armrest of his seat.


    At this time, Matilda stepped in, along with some women.


    Brandon and Charlotte both turned their gazes toward her as she approached, her eyes lingering on Brandon with something that almost resembled reverence.


    The women hurriedly picked up the remaining vessels and leftovers, and left the room.


    With a smile, Matilda spoke "You¡¯ve eaten. Good. You¡¯ll need your strength for the discussions ahead."


    "There is much to discuss about your position as the Herald of Divinity."


    Charlotte leaned forward slightly, "Then get to it."


    Matilda met her gaze and then she turned back to Brandon "The Church is already preparing an official proclamation of your status,"


    "Your revelation within the baptism chamber has already begun to spread among the clergy. There is no stopping it now. Whether you accept it or not, Brandon Kael, you are already the Herald in their eyes."


    "You are a figure of divine recognition, and as such, you hold the power to command."


    "The Church. The clergy. The faithful. Whether you realize it or not, thousands of believers will see you as the living proof of the Goddess¡¯s will."


    Brandon sighed softly as this was too much and it felt like a massive cage was closing around him, even if it was gilded in gold.


    Matilda¡¯s smile didn¡¯t falter, "Even if you refuse, it will not change the truth of what has already happened. But refusing may bring... complications."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed "Complications like what?"


    Matilda exhaled, stepping closer. "Your rejection of this role would not be taken lightly. Some within the Church may see it as an act of defiance against the divine will."


    Charlotte took another sip of the wine in her hand "Meaning you¡¯d paint him as some kind of heretic?"


    Matilda shook her head. "Not necessarily. But understand, the Church is not a monolithic entity. There are different factions, different ambitions. Some will accept your reluctance. Others... may see it as an insult to the Goddess herself."


    Charlotte looked at him for a moment...


    The choice was his, but either path carried its own dangers.

 Chapter 81: Discussions [2]

    Chapter 81: Discussions [2]With a soft sigh, Matilda spoke "Tomorrow morning, you will have an audience with the Supreme Pontiff, the Sacred Triarchs, and the Empyreans of the Divine Order. The most powerful figures within the Church will be gathered to speak with you."


    "Further discussions can be done there."


    "I understand that this is a lot to take in, but it is necessary. There are matters that must be discussed... your role, your future, and the expectations that come with it."


    Hearing this, Brandon nodded his head and she spoke "Arrangements for your stay have already been made. You will spend the night here within the Inner Sanctum. Your quarters will be prepared accordingly, ensuring comfort and privacy."


    "The Inner Sanctum is one of the most heavily protected locations within the Church. No one unauthorized can enter these halls. However, given the unusual nature of Lord Brandon¡¯s existence... additional precautions will be taken."


    Charlotte rolled her eyes "I alone am more than enough to protect him."


    With a bow, she muttered "For now, rest. I will ensure that your quarters are prepared."


    With that, she left the room, leaving them alone.


    Charlotte reached for the bottle of wine that had been left behind and poured herself another glass before taking a slow sip.


    ---


    Brandon was lying on the bed in his assigned room and took a grape from the stool beside him before tossing it inside his mouth.


    With the mobile in his hand, he tapped the keypad, chatting with Eira.


    Since he couldn¡¯t talk about what had happened today¡ªthe baptism, the golden pillar... he just casually chatted more about the academy and about the studies.


    [Brandon]: Eira. You still awake?


    It didn¡¯t take long for a reply to pop up.


    [Eira]: You know I barely sleep. What¡¯s up?


    Brandon chewed another grape, typing his response.


    [Brandon]: Nothing much. Just stuck somewhere for the night. Thought I¡¯d check in.


    [Eira]: "Stuck somewhere"? What, did you get lost again?


    [Brandon]: Ha-ha. Very funny. No, I just got... roped into something. It¡¯s complicated.


    [Eira]: Huh. Sounds like trouble. You getting into fights again? Or did someone throw you into another rupture?


    [Brandon]: No ruptures this time. Just a bunch of people talking my ears off.


    Eira¡¯s reply was instant.


    [Eira]: You? Listening to people? Now THAT I don¡¯t believe.


    For the next several minutes, their conversation drifted toward the academy¡ªupcoming exams, the latest gossip about which students were making a name for themselves.


    At some point, Eira sent him a picture... a handwritten page filled with complex etheric equations.


    [Eira]: I wrote these notes for you, so if you have time to chat, study this. You¡¯re welcome.


    Brandon stared at the image for a few seconds before sighing.


    [Brandon]: You expect me to read all that?


    [Eira]: I expect you to at least TRY. Unless you want to fail the next assessment?


    [Brandon]: Ugh. Fine, fine. I¡¯ll look at it later.


    Eira¡¯s response was a single smirking emoji followed by:


    [Eira]: If you don¡¯t, I¡¯ll make you regret it when I see you in Academy.


    Brandon sighed but smiled slightly.


    Their back-and-forth continued for a while longer.


    Eventually, his eyes began to grow heavy and the exhaustion of the day was finally catching up to him.


    With a final message, he typed:


    [Brandon]: Alright, I¡¯m heading to sleep. Don¡¯t fail without me.


    [Eira]: Hah. You wish. Night, dumbass.


    [Brandon]: What? You are going to sleep without kissing me?


    A bit later, Brandon saw a kissing emoji...


    [Eira]: Is that enough?


    [Brandon]: Yeah...


    Brandon chuckled at that before setting the phone down beside him.


    At this time, someone knocked on his door.


    Hm? he got down from the bed and corrected his t-shirt before reaching up and opening the door.


    As he pulled the door open, the warm glow of the hallway lights spilled in, revealing the figure standing before him.


    Oh?


    Looking at the beautiful woman with white hair with one eye blindfolded, he sighed in his heart.


    Valiene Himelle.


    Before he could say anything, she bowed her head deeply "All hail the Herald."


    At this time, Brandon also noticed the jacket and the t-shirt she was clutching in her hand.


    The same one that had been soaked during the baptism.


    The fabric was now crisp and fresh, clearly cleaned and pressed.


    ¡¯My jacket?¡¯


    With a nod, he replied "Get up..."


    Valiene obeyed without hesitation, straightening her posture before extending the folded garments towards him "I have cleaned and dried them for you, Lord Herald."


    "Oh, Thanks."


    He reached out and took the jacket and t-shirt in his hand before giving her a faint smile.


    She shook her head gently "It was my duty, Herald."


    Brandon just nodded his head and after a brief moment he saw that she is still standing there.


    "Is there something else?"


    For a moment, she hesitated before speaking up "There is one more thing,"


    Brandon raised an eyebrow. "Go on."


    Valiene straightened her posture, clasping her hands together in front of her. "The marriage arrangement."


    Brandon blinked. Oh. That.


    Valiene continued, "I understand that such a proposal may have come as a surprise to you. However, I wished to clarify my position." S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon narrowed his gaze slightly. "Your position?"


    She exhaled softly, "The arrangement was not my idea. Nor was it something I sought."


    Hearing this, Brandon spoke "You were just going to go along with what the higher-ups said?"


    Valiene¡¯s eye flickered slightly. "Yes. Had you received a lower affinity during the baptism, the Church would have arranged our union as a means to secure stability."


    "It would have been an arrangement for the good of the Church."


    With a soft sigh, Brandon replied "Well, it doesn¡¯t matter now. That arrangement isn¡¯t happening anymore, right?"


    "Since I got the golden pillar and already tied to the Church, you don¡¯t have to use this marriage stuff to tie me into the church."


    Valiene nodded slightly "Yes. But I still wished to speak to you personally about it."


    Brandon frowned slightly. "Why?"


    She hesitated again, and this time, she looked away for the briefest of moments before speaking. "Because I did not wish for there to be any misunderstandings between us."


    Brandon blinked and looked at her blue eye "Alright. I get it."


    Valiene¡¯s visible eye softened for a moment "Then I shall take my leave."


    Brandon watched as she took a step back, bowing her head slightly.


    With that, she turned and began walking down the corridor, her long white hair flowing behind her.


    Brandon stood in the doorway, watching as she disappeared around the corner.


    He exhaled deeply before shutting the door and tossing his jacket onto the chair.


    He fell back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling.

 Chapter 82: Discussions [3]

    Chapter 82: Discussions [3]Brandon had barely settled into bed when a sudden knock on his door echoed through the room.


    ¡¯Who is it now?¡¯


    Letting out a quiet sigh, he pushed the blanket off his body and sat up, rubbing his temple as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.


    He walked to the door and with a light pull, the wooden door creaked open, revealing a familiar face standing just outside.


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    Looking at Charlotte, he mumbled "Big Sister?"


    Charlotte gave a small nod, as she extended her hand toward him.


    In her palm there is a sleek, black device... an encrypted phone.


    "Here. Through this, you can make encrypted calls. Big Sister is in line."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes flickered to the device in her hand before shifting back to her face.


    A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he reached out and took the phone from her hand.


    "Thank you."


    Charlotte tilted her head slightly, "You don¡¯t have to thank me. Just make your call."


    He stepped back into the room, holding the door open for Charlotte "Come in for a bit?"


    She raised an eyebrow but stepped inside without hesitation and the door clicked shut behind her.


    Brandon walked over to the small seating area near the window, where a cushioned chair and a small table was placed.


    He pulled the chair out and sat down before turning the phone on.


    The interface was simple, no unnecessary apps, just a direct call function with secured encryption.


    Charlotte leaned against the wall, "I already linked the call to Big Sister. She¡¯s waiting."


    Brandon gave her a nod before dialing.


    The phone rang once.


    Twice.


    Then, the line connected with a soft click.


    A familiar voice, greeted him "Kael..."


    Brandon exhaled slowly. "Aunt Elize."


    From the other side, Elize replied "From Charlotte, I heard..."


    Nodding his head, Brandon began to tell her what happened.


    Elize and Ravene who were sitting on the couch looked at each other in surprise after hearing what happened.


    With a slight frown, Elize spoke "Accept it, Kael. I know there are some risks... but for the time period, accept it and play along."


    Ravene had a contemplative face as she spoke "Yeah, if you have the highest authority there... they can¡¯t control you."


    "The Church is old, but it isn¡¯t reckless. They know you¡¯re close to Charlotte, and they won¡¯t take unnecessary risks by forcing your hand. Not yet, anyway."


    Hearing this, Brandon closed his eyes for a second "Mhmm... Thank you, Aunt Elize and Rave."


    Charlotte, who had been silently standing beside him the entire time, sighed "Took you long enough to come to the same conclusion."


    Elize replied on the phone "Kael, remember... don¡¯t let them set rules around you. You have the position; use it well."


    "Stay sharp. If anything feels off, tell us immediately. We¡¯ll handle the rest."


    Brandon felt a small warmth in his chest at their concern.


    Even though they weren¡¯t here with him physically, just knowing that they had his back made the situation feel a little less overwhelming.


    "Got it."


    The call ended with a few more exchanges, and as the screen went dark, he set the phone down on the table with a deep sigh.


    ---


    Next day-


    Brandon adjusted his t-shirt one last time in front of the mirror, running a hand through his slightly tousled hair.


    The conversation from last night still lingered in his mind, but he had already made his decision... he would play along, but only on his terms.


    Just as he was about to step away, a faint knock echoed through his room.


    His gaze flickered toward the door.


    Hm? He went to the door and opened it to look at Matilda.


    She was standing there with a pristine white robe with golden embroidery in her hands.


    "What is it?"


    With a smile, Matilda extended her hand "As the Herald, you would need to wear this to symbolize your divine status."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze dropped to the robes for a moment. Heavy fabric, long flowing sleeves, unnecessary embroidery.


    His gaze narrowed sliptly "Nope, not wearing that."


    The confident rejection caused Matilda¡¯s eyes to widen in surprise.


    "Huh?"


    For a moment, she simply blinked, as if she didn¡¯t hear him correctly.


    When she finally processed his words, her confusion deepened, and her hands, still holding the robes trembled slightly.


    "But... it is the rule, Lord Herald."


    Her voice wavered, "You must wear this attire... at least during ceremonial events and inside the Holy Chamber of the Church."


    Brandon smiled in his heart "I¡¯m the Herald, right? Which means I have the highest authority in the Church."


    Matilda hesitated but slowly nodded. "Yes... that is true, but¡ª"


    Brandon leaned against the doorframe, tilting his head slightly. "So who exactly set these ¡¯rules¡¯ that the Herald is supposed to follow?"


    His calm but direct questioning made Matilda falter for a moment.


    She clearly wasn¡¯t expecting him to push back like this.


    "I-It¡¯s... tradition."


    She stammered, gripping the robes a little tighter "These robes have been prepared since ancient times for the moment a Herald would appear. You cannot wear such... modern attire in ceremonial gatherings or within the Holy Chamber."


    Brandon exhaled gently "And who decided that? The Goddess herself?"


    Matilda quickly shook her head, flustered by the question "No... these rules were established by the first Supreme Pontiff in preparation for the Herald¡¯s arrival."


    Brandon let out a visible sigh. "So, some old dead woman centuries ago decided that if a Herald ever appeared, they would have to dress like a religious ornament?"


    Matilda took a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "Lord Herald, this is not merely about preference. It is about reverence and dignity."


    "You will be standing before the Supreme Pontiff, the Triarchs, and the Empyreans of the Divine Order. Your appearance should reflect your divine status."


    Brandon nodded his head "And what exactly is my ¡¯divine status,¡¯ Matilda?"


    She swallowed. "You are the Herald of Divinity, the one chosen by the Goddess Rh¨¦anne herself."


    "The golden pillar during your baptism was proof of your unparalleled connection to her. You now hold the highest authority within the Church¡ª"


    "Exactly." Brandon interrupted smoothly. "I hold the highest authority."


    Matilda blinked.


    "Which means I get to decide what I wear."


    A heavy silence settled between them.


    Matilda opened her mouth, then closed it again.


    Her grip on the robes tightened and Brandon didn¡¯t break eye contact.


    "Matilda. Let me be clear about something... if I say something is a rule, then it is. If I say something isn¡¯t a rule, then it isn¡¯t."


    "You just admitted that I outrank everyone in the Church. So tell me, what exactly is stopping me from declaring that the Herald wears whatever the hell he wants?"


    Matilda¡¯s face tensed, and for the first time since he had met her, she seemed truly lost for words.


    She took a slow breath, pressing her lips together before lowering her gaze slightly.


    "I... understand, Lord Herald."


    Brandon could tell she was still struggling to accept this, but she wasn¡¯t going to fight him on it any further.


    He pushed himself off the doorframe and gave her a faint smile. "Good. I¡¯ll be there at the meeting, but I¡¯ll be wearing this."


    He gestured at his modern, clean attire¡ªa simple, well-fitted black T-shirt, a sleek dark jacket, and comfortable yet stylish pants.


    Matilda hesitated one last time before giving a deep bow "Very well, Lord Herald. I shall make the necessary arrangements."


    Brandon nodded. "Appreciate it."


    With that, Matilda straightened up, turned on her heel, and walked away, still carrying the ceremonial robes in her hands.


    Brandon watched her go before letting out a small sigh and rubbing the back of his neck.


    ¡¯Seriously... being a Herald is already a headache, and I haven¡¯t even started the real work yet.¡¯


    He has already decided to take on this position... but he won¡¯t let them rule him.

 Chapter 83: Discussions [4]

    Chapter 83: Discussions [4]Brandon and Charlotte are walking through the most inner part of the church with Matilda in front of them leading their way.


    Matilda sighed in her heart ¡¯He is not listening at all.¡¯


    Charlotte and Brandon looked around and saw some enormous pictures of the previous Pontiffs along the way.


    Soon, they reached an enormous double door and Matilda pushed open the door for them.


    Beyond the threshold, the Chamber of Divinity revealed itself.


    As soon as they entered, Brandon saw a long table in the middle of the chamber and an enormous statue of Goddess Rheanne in the back.


    His eyes flickered to the six women seated around the table.


    He first looked at the one wearing purplish robes, the Supreme Pontiff.


    She had long black hair and dark crimson eyes, and an indifferent mature face as she sat there like a queen.


    His eyes then flickered to the two women wearing yellow robes.


    One of them had purple hair and purple eyes, while the other had blonde hair and blue eyes.


    ¡¯They must be the Empyreans belonging to the Church.¡¯


    Then he looked at the two elderly women wearing blue robes just like Matilda.


    ¡¯The other two of the Sacred Triarch....¡¯


    And then his eyes finally stopped on the Acolyte, Valiene Himelle.


    As he stepped in, the next instant, everyone stood up from their seats, and a gust of wind followed.


    Huh? When did she...


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the woman kneeling in front of him with absolute reverence as the folds of her robe pooled gracefully around her.


    It was the blonde-haired woman, one of the Empyreans in the church.


    "It is my pleasure to be in your presence, the Herald of Divinity."


    As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently held Brandon¡¯s wrist before she moved her lips and kissed the back of his palm.


    "Lord Herald..."


    Brandon blinked, and his gaze flickered to the table where everyone was bowing their heads to him.


    With a sigh, he retracted his hand from her lips "Get up..."


    The blonde-haired woman rose to her feet and glanced back at Charlotte.


    Her eyes narrowed slightly "Charlotte?"


    Charlotte just stayed silent and the Supreme Pontiff, Eleonore Himelle, spoke in a soft tone "Lord Herald, I think since you are new, you don¡¯t know the rules."


    "Anyone who is not under the higher echelon of the Divine Order is not allowed in the Chamber of Divinity."


    The blonde haired woman, Callista von Aubrecht, who was standing beside him nodded her head "Yes, my Lord Herald. Outsiders are not allo-"


    But Brandon raised his hand, interrupting her "FIrst thing, she is not an outsider. She is my Big Sister."


    "Second thing, I set rules here."


    Hearing this, everyone stayed silent.


    Brandon smiled in his heart, seeing the surprised faces of the women.


    Is he acting arrogant?


    Of course he is.


    If he shows them that he is weak-minded, he would be under their rule.


    One of the Triarchs spoke "Lord Herald, we can see your sentiment."


    "But the laws and traditions of the Church have guided us for centuries, ensuring order and stability. Surely, you can understand why we adhere to them so strictly."


    With a nod, Brandon replied "Sure, I can understand. But I won¡¯t be shackled by traditions that serve no purpose other than to limit me."


    "If I am the Herald, then I will decide what is and isn¡¯t allowed. Charlotte stays."


    Matilda sighed, "You surely are stubborn."


    Callista, standing beside him, bowed her head. "If the Lord Herald has spoken, then it is not our place to question his decree."


    Eleonore looked at him for a moment longer before slowly inclining her head. "Very well."


    Brandon gaze flickered to the beautiful woman beside him and asked "What is your name?"


    Hearing this, a smile appeared on Callista¡¯s face and she lowered her head "My name is Callista von Aubrecht, one of the Empyreans."


    Brandon smiled at her "Then, I will just call you Callista."


    Seeing him call her by her name, Callista was overjoyed, and a big smile appeared on her face.


    She placed her hand over her chest and bowed her head slightly. "Yes, My Lord."


    Brandon nodded his head and walked to the largest seat at the front, and Charlotte silently followed him.


    As she looked around, she saw that there was no seat for her.


    Brandon took his seat and one by one, the women seated themselves as well, their gazes flickering between Brandon and each other.


    Meanwhile, Charlotte sat on the table beside Brandon.


    A few eyes twitched at her blatant disregard for tradition, but no one spoke out.


    Leaning back on his seat, he looked around at the people "I don¡¯t know any of you.. So, it would be good if you all introduced yourselves."


    The Supreme Pontiff, Eleonore Himelle, was the first to speak.


    "I am Eleonore Himelle, the Supreme Pontiff of the Holy Church," she introduced herself.


    "I am the highest authority in matters of faith, doctrine, and divine decree. It is my responsibility to ensure the will of the Goddess is upheld and that the Holy Church continues to serve as a beacon of order."


    Brandon hummed in response, and his gaze flickered to the next one.


    Next, the woman with striking violet hair and piercing purple eyes spoke "I am Lucienne d¡¯Albret, one of the Empyreans of the Holy Church."


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    She lowered her gaze slightly "To stand before you is the greatest honor I have ever known."


    Then another woman stood up to speak, "My name is Isabeau, one of the Sacred Triarchs. I oversee all matters related to doctrine, divine law, and enforcement of sacred teachings."


    She placed a hand over her heart in a subtle gesture of respect. "It is an honor to meet you, Lord Herald."


    Then Matilda stood up to speak "My name is Matilda, one of the Triarchs. I am responsible for overseeing sacred traditions and maintaining the purity of faith."


    She inclined her head slightly. "As the Herald, your existence is beyond precedent... but it is my duty to ensure that your role aligns with the will of the divine."


    Next woman spoke "I am Genevi¨¨ve, one of the Sacred Triarchs. My knowledge lies in the ancient scriptures, the prophecies, and the recorded history of our faith."


    It was Valiene¡¯s turn next "My name is Valiene Himelle. Acolyte of the Divine Order."


    Finally, the last to speak was Callista von Aubrecht.


    Placing her hand over her chest once more, she spoke with unwavering reverence. "I am Callista von Aubrecht, an Empyrean of the Holy Church."


    Brandon sighed inwardly.


    This whole thing is still ridiculous to him.


    All these powerful, important women... bowing, kneeling, waiting on his words.


    In a world where men are mostly hated.


    Well, getting spoiled in a woman dominating world is not bad, right?

 Chapter 84: Prophecy?

    Chapter 84: Prophecy?The women around the table had dedicated all their lives to service, leadership, and guardianship of the Holy Church.


    And now, every one of them is looking at him. Waiting.


    Brandon exhaled slowly and tapped his fingers again on the armrest of the gilded chair.


    "I was pulled into this..." he gestured vaguely to the surroundings... S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "...without warning. No one asked if I wanted this role. And I get it; you all think I¡¯m some divine vessel."


    The women listened silently and none dared to interrupt.


    "I¡¯m not saying I¡¯ll walk away but I will try my best to fit into this role..."


    His eyes met Eleonore¡¯s, "I¡¯ll listen and learn."


    For a long moment, no one spoke.


    Then Eleonore slowly inclined her head. "Understood, Lord Herald. We will walk at your pace."


    Genevi¨¨ve, one of the Triarchs spoke "However, Lord Herald... your presence does shift the entire foundation of the Church¡¯s structure. There will be resistance. Not all will accept you."


    Brandon leaned back again, "Then they can leave."


    Callista glanced at Brandon with an admiring smile. "Your authority is absolute, My Lord. If anyone dares to question it, I will personally see they are corrected or deleted."


    Brandon gave her a wry smile "Don¡¯t go around hurting people just because they don¡¯t kneel when I walk by, Callista."


    Callista bowed slightly. "Of course, My Lord."


    He looked back at the table. "So. What¡¯s the real reason I¡¯m here?"


    Eleonore straightened slightly. "This gathering was meant as an official introduction, a ceremonial recognition of your arrival. But since tradition is not your concern..." she folded her hands.


    "...we may skip that."


    She turned her gaze to Matilda, "Has Lord Herald received the full account of the Prophecy?"


    Brandon raised an eyebrow. "Prophecy?"


    Matilda nodded slightly. "We did not want to overwhelm you, Lord Herald. But the full Prophecy is far more... specific. And its consequences reach deep."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "Go on, tell me what the Prophecy is."


    Genevi¨¨ve reached for a leather-bound tome resting at her side.


    She opened it slowly, revealing some old pages that glowed faintly with embedded etheric script.


    Her old fingers traced the lines and she began to recite.


    "When the world draws breath beneath the twin eclipses... and the veil between the Mortal Realm and the Divine thins, a Herald shall walk among the Children of Rh¨¦anne."


    "Neither born of sacred rite nor forged by ancient covenant, the Herald shall rise... a divergence from the ordained. A human with the ether of stars in blood and a soul untethered by doctrine."


    Brandon blinked.


    What the hell?


    Genevi¨¨ve continued, "Upon the Herald¡¯s awakening, the chains of balance shall loosen. The Three Pillars shall tremble. The Path of Flame shall open and the wings shall burn."


    Brandon frowned slightly, "After all these years, are you able to decipher what it meant?"


    Hearing this, Genevi¨¨ve shook her head "No... we don¡¯t have any clues of what this means."


    With a sigh, Brandon closed his eyes for a moment ¡¯I am doubting if the Goddess herself is real or not. Should I be concerned with these prophecies?¡¯


    ¡¯They sound dangerous... because I am this Herald after all.¡¯


    ¡¯Hmm... Damn it.¡¯


    ¡¯Well, if I am the damn Herald...¡¯


    He glanced at Genevi¨¨ve "Bring me the full translations of the prophecy, including all historical context and commentary from previous Pontiffs."


    "I want everything. The real version. Not the edited one you read to the people."


    Genevi¨¨ve bowed her head "Will be done, Lord Herald. The records will be prepared and sent to your quarters before nightfall, Lord Herald. Unaltered and unfiltered."


    With a nod, he replied "Good."


    Just as the atmosphere seemed to ease, it was Eleonore who next spoke, "There is... another matter, Lord Herald."


    Hm? Brandon glanced at her and she spoke "It is your marriage with Valiene."


    Eh? He turned his gaze back to Valiene and spoke "I already heard the details from Matilda."


    "And now that I¡¯m already tied to the Church by my presence here, my title, and your recognition... I don¡¯t see the point of continuing with that arrangement."


    With a shake of her head, Eleonore spoke "A partner of divine alignment, chosen by the Church, would serve to shield and guide you."


    "It is also a way to ensure your bloodline, My Lord."


    He looked at Valiene, who just kept her head lowered and frowned slightly "I will not force anyone."


    "If Valiene truly desires to marry me... of her own will, not because the Church tells her it¡¯s her duty, then I will consider it."


    Callista just smiled brightly and stood up "My Lord."


    She walked to him and kneeled beside him on the chair as she gently took his hand before kissing the back of his palm.


    "It is not compulsory that you marry Valiene," she said with a dazzling smile.


    "If you wish, you may even choose me instead. It would be my greatest pleasure and honor to marry you."


    "I can assure you, My Lord. As an Empyrean of the Flame Choir, I am well-versed in both combat and diplomacy. I daresay I can protect you better than anyone in this room."


    As she spoke, her gaze flickered to Charlotte, who just frowned slightly at her words.


    Hearing this, Valiene pressed her lips together, and the fingers on her lap tensed subtly.


    The other Empyrean, Lucienne shook her head helplessly "This woman..."


    Callista just smiled and glanced at Lucienne "I¡¯m merely being proactive. If our Lord Herald is to choose a companion, then should he not know all his options?"


    -_- Brandon looked at them blankly ¡¯Is this a dating show?¡¯


    With a sigh, he raised his hand and gently patted Callista¡¯s head, who was still kneeling beside him "I will think about it."


    Callista¡¯s eyes widened slightly at the gesture.


    The dignified Empyrean blinked as if trying to decide whether to be flattered or... extremely flattered.


    Callista looked up at him with a luminous, delighted smile. "That is all I ask, My Lord."


    He gave her a look. "Get up."


    She obeyed with perfect elegance, returning to her seat without the slightest trace of embarrassment, and she is even proud of herself.


    Eleonore cleared her throat gently, bringing the conversation back to focus. "Let us not turn this into a spectacle."


    "Callista¡¯s... suggestion, forward as it is, represents a simple truth. The partner you choose need not be Valiene. It could be another member of the Church."


    Brandon nodded his head as his gaze flickered to Callistra ¡¯Marrying an Empyrean...¡¯


    At this time, he felt a sudden chill run down his spine and slowly turned to look at Charlotte.


    Huh? What is this feeling?


    He noticed that her eyes are narrowed slightly. ¡¯Is she thinking something or is she mad?¡¯

 Chapter 85: Cigarette?

    Chapter 85: Cigarette?With a sigh, Brandon stood up from his seat and looked up at the women in front of him "Even though I am the Herald, don¡¯t expect me to stay here all the time."


    "I have my own life and I am also attending the Academy... I will be out of here most of the time."


    "I will try to fulfill whatever responsibilities this title demands. I¡¯ll study what I have to, learn what I need, and I¡¯ll show up when the time comes."


    Matilda bowed her head slightly. "I will make sure your schedule remains unburdened. Only matters of true urgency will be brought before you."


    With a nod, Callista replied "Yes, My Lord... I will also help you."


    Brandon turned to leave and Charlotte stepped beside him as they made their way to the great door.


    She glanced sideways at him as they walked.


    As the towering doors opened once more, the bright light of the outer corridor spilled into the chamber, casting long shadows behind him.


    And without another word, Brandon stepped forward... leaving behind the silence.


    The doors closed behind him and Brandon took a deep breath "Haa.. that was exhausting, acting like that."


    Charlotte just stayed silent, and Brandon closed his eyes for a moment as he relaxed a bit.


    She glanced at him and murmured "Are you going to marry one of them?"


    Hearing this, Brandon just shrugged "I don¡¯t know..."


    Charlotte¡¯s eyes darkened and she gritted her jaw for a second before speaking "As for the woman Callista, she is a dog... a divine dog."


    Hm? Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted slightly and she continued "She is a crazy fanatic and worships the Goddess as if her life relies on it."


    "So, use the divine dog for your purpose."


    Correcting her cloak, she spoke "The reason why she was fond of you was because you are the Herald, chosen by the Goddess."


    "She¡¯s infatuated with your title. Not you. Not your personality, not your face, not your charm. You¡¯re the Herald... the walking embodiment of her divine obsession." S§×arch* The nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "The literal chosen one of her faith. That makes you her god¡¯s living word. Her idol."


    "You could act like you¡¯re fond of her. Smile a little; compliment her once in a while. Pretend you care more than you do, and she will be your divine dog."


    "Just manipulate her a bit, and you will get a lifelong servant under you."


    "Even though she is not on the same level as me, as an Empyrean she has some power.. so she can also act like your bodyguard sometimes."


    Her gaze narrowed slightly "Give her validation and she¡¯ll follow you into fire. Ask her for blood and she¡¯ll spill it. Tell her to kneel and she¡¯ll thank you for the privilege."


    "Even if you ask her to strip naked and get in your bed, she would do that without a second thought; she is that kind of crazy fanatic."


    -_- Brandon was dumbfounded to hear this. What the fuck?


    With a deep sigh, he clutched his forehead "... I will look into it."


    Charlotte gave a short nod and reached into the inner lining of her cloak with a casual, almost lazy motion as her fingers pulled out a white cigarette.


    With a practiced flick, she brought a sleek matte-black lighter to her fingertips, snapped it open, and let the flame flare briefly.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow as she lit the cigarette, watching the orange tip glow against the dim corridor lighting.


    She inhaled, a slow drag that briefly made her sharp features look even more distant, cast in that gentle haze of smoke.


    Then she looked at him.


    He gave a small nod. "Go on."


    Charlotte brought the cigarette back to her lips, and leaned against one of the stone columns, exhaling a long stream of smoke toward the vaulted ceiling.


    The air filled with the faint scent of cloves and something slightly floral... clearly not a standard cigarette.


    Probably some rare, expensive blend.


    Brandon watched her for a few seconds, then without thinking too hard about it, reached out and plucked the cigarette from her lips.


    "Huh?"


    Charlotte was genuinely caught off guard and blinked as the filter disappeared from her mouth and appeared between his fingers.


    He looked at it for a moment, then slowly brought it to his lips.


    The bitter tang hit his tongue immediately, and he tried to draw in a puff like he¡¯d seen her do.


    A second later¡ª


    Cough.


    Cough-cough.


    He turned his head away and coughed "Ugh¡ªwhat the hell¡ª!?"


    Charlotte snapped out of her shock and a slow smile curled her lips.


    "Kids like you shouldn¡¯t smoke..." she murmured, plucking the cigarette gently from his mouth with two fingers.


    Then she looked down at the tip of the cigarette... where his lips had touched just moments ago.


    Her expression changed subtly and she brought the cigarette to her own mouth again, this time slower.


    A small pause and she closed her eyes as she took in the drag... right from the same spot.


    Smoke curled from her lips in a lazy spiral, fading into the dim light as she exhaled.


    Looking at her face, Brandon blinked because till now... he didn¡¯t like that she smokes.


    But when she does it now, she just looks so hot and cool.


    He looked away before she could see the sudden warmth in his gaze, pretending to inspect the old stone wall beside him ¡¯Maybe I can get used to the smell...¡¯


    A small smile appeared on his lips ¡¯And maybe she doesn¡¯t dislike as much as I thought after all...¡¯


    ---


    Brandon was lying on the couch, scrolling through his mobile and at this time, he heard a knock on the door.


    He raised his gaze from the mobile "The door is open."


    The door creaked open, and Valiene entered with a lot of old scriptures and some old parchments and papers.


    "Lord Herald, these are the records and translations you requested¡ªthe full collection pertaining to the Prophecy, along with annotations by past Pontiffs and theologians."


    Brandon gently rose to sit on the couch and pointed at the table, "Place it there."


    With a nod, she placed them in front of him and bowed her head "Then, I shall-"


    Shaking his head, he replied "Don¡¯t leave... I need someone knowledgeable to help me go through this."


    She bowed her head slightly "As you say."


    He patted the space beside him "Come and sit here."


    She hesitated for a moment before sighing and sitting beside him on the couch.


    Brandon reached for one of the parchment scrolls.


    It was yellowed at the edges and sealed with a symbol he had seen before¡ªone of the Triarch seals, if he remembered correctly.


    As he unrolled it carefully, an array of looping script and dense annotations revealed themselves in shimmering ink.


    "Have you read all of this before?" Brandon asked and his eyes narrowed slightly as he skimmed through the page.


    "Yes," she replied.


    "These texts are kept in the restricted archives beneath the Basilica of St. Elona. I¡¯ve studied them since I was a child, alongside the Canon Laws and the Twelve Radiant Sermons."


    Brandon gave her a sideways glance "Since you were a kid? That¡¯s kind of intense."


    Valiene smiled faintly, her eyes not leaving the parchment "For those raised in the Sanctum, devotion begins early."


    He turned the scroll slightly toward her. "What¡¯s this part mean? Here¡ª¡¯the Weeping Flame shall mark the path of the Unbound Soul¡¯¡ªwhat¡¯s that supposed to be?"


    She leaned in closer to read and her shoulder brushed against his for a moment.


    She didn¡¯t pull away and her fingers hovered over the line, tracing it without touching the parchment.


    "It¡¯s one of the more cryptic verses," she said softly.


    "Some theologians believe it refers to the burning of an ancient relic. Others... see it as a metaphor for sacrifice. Or even madness."


    He frowned slightly "So basically, no one knows."


    With a smile, she replied "Prophecies are rarely clear until they¡¯ve already come to pass."


    "Hmm..."


    ---


    Some time passed as they continued to look through the pages.


    Then, finally, Brandon stretched his arms "Alright. We¡¯ve got a mountain of crazy doomsday scrolls and half-deciphered metaphors. You hungry?"


    Valiene blinked, caught off guard. "I... beg your pardon?"


    He smiled gently "I¡¯m ordering takeout. If I have to decode these, I¡¯m doing it with fried rice and dumplings."


    She stared at him for a moment...


    And then, quietly, she smiled again. "...Fried rice sounds nice."

 Chapter 86: One eye?

    Chapter 86: One eye?Brandon leaned forward slightly "Alright... here," he said, tapping a line toward the middle of the page.


    "This one. ¡¯The chains of balance shall loosen. The Three Pillars shall tremble.¡¯ What are the Three Pillars?"


    Valiene leaned closer, close enough that he could feel the warmth of her presence and the light brush of her sleeve against his arm.


    Her gaze narrowed slightly "I am not very sure either... But I think The Three Pillars are symbolic representations of the Church¡¯s foundation: Doctrine, Bloodline, and Divinity."


    "They represent the laws, the chosen vessels, and the spiritual force of Rh¨¦anne. If they tremble, it suggests a disruption across every level of what holds our world together."


    Brandon let out a low exhale, "So me existing... already started shaking those?"


    Hm? Hearing this, she thought for a second "Wait... Lord Herald, now that you say it. Your awakening already cracked the first Pillar¡ªDoctrine."


    "Because you¡¯re not supposed to exist. A man with ether? A male Herald? It breaks the laws written in flame and echoed for a thousand years."


    He stared at the line again, then tossed the parchment lightly on the stack in front of him, slouching back against the couch. "Fuck that..."


    Valiene turned toward him, one leg folding slightly beneath her as she shifted her posture "How can you give up already, My Lord."


    With a sigh, she spoke "But... I do understand. It¡¯s a headache to decipher these overnight, especially when theologians and Supreme Pontiffs have spent generations trying to and still failed."


    Brandon glimpsed at her and saw that she is less formal now and is speaking with him casually "You¡¯re different when you¡¯re not in that hall." S~ea??h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Surprise flickered in her eyes as she muttered "What do you mean?"


    "I.. don¡¯t know how to say it. You feel more real and human when you speak so casually like this."


    Valiene blinked, clearly caught off-guard.


    She opened her mouth, then closed it again, visibly unsure how to respond.


    "I didn¡¯t mean that as an insult," Brandon added quickly.


    "I mean, it¡¯s not your fault; the church probably taught you to be that way. All I¡¯m saying is, I like this version of you more."


    She just looked at him for a moment, and then she lowered her gaze.


    He turned his body slightly toward her, their knees almost touching "You said you studied all this since you were a child. Did you ever... I don¡¯t know, want something else?"


    Valiene¡¯s lips curved faintly "Wanting and choosing are luxuries I was never taught to entertain."


    Brandon tilted his head. "That¡¯s not an answer."


    She blinked for a second and let out a sigh before speaking "Yes. I used to wonder what it would be like to live outside the Sanctum."


    "To walk through the city without a veil. To read books that weren¡¯t about law or divine prophecy. To... talk to people without titles."


    Brandon smiled faintly. "That¡¯s not such a wild dream."


    "No," she agreed.


    "But for me, it was."


    The room fell quiet again.


    The faint hum of the heater and the rustle of parchment pages were the only sounds echoing in the air.


    He looked into her blue eye "I am quite curious... why do you keep your right eye covered?"


    Hearing this question, she was flustered for a moment before she replied "I am blind in my right eye..."


    "It was fine until I turned twenty. But when I awakened... my genesis mark appeared over my right eye. Ever since then, it¡¯s been nonfunctional."


    Huh? Brandon was amazed to hear this, as he has seen the genesis mark on thigh, back and even for him, on his chest.


    Coughing slightly, he asked "Can I see the mark?"


    With careful fingers, she reached up and untied the silk band wrapped around her head.


    As the cloth fell away, Brandon saw her right eye... a milky white iris with faint threads of silver tracing out from the pupil in delicate fractal patterns.


    At the center of the iris, her genesis mark shimmered faintly with pale violet light.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes widened slightly as it felt amazing to look at.


    "It looks... beautiful."


    Her lashes lowered shyly at the praise. But just as she went to lower the eyepatch again...


    Huh? Valiene was shocked... because she can see Brandon with her right eye.


    What?


    When she said she became blind, she didn¡¯t completely become blind; she lost the ability to perceive colors and all she could see were white lines, tracing the shape of things.


    But amidst the white lines, only he is colorful.


    The couch, the papers, everything is white line... but only he is colorful.


    W-What?


    Brandon saw the shock in her face and was confused "What happened?"


    Valiene lifted her hand slowly, as if touching something invisible in the air "When I said I went blind... I didn¡¯t mean complete darkness."


    "I lost the ability to perceive the world in color. All I can see is outlines. Like glowing white lines... tracing the shape of things. The couch. The walls. You..."


    "But you are in color. I can see you even with my right eye."


    Her voice trembled "Everything else is faded. But you... you¡¯re vivid. Radiant. Like you¡¯re burning inside the lines of the world."


    Brandon didn¡¯t know what to say.


    Valiene stared at him as if seeing a miracle.


    Her hand hovered near his shoulder, not quite touching but trembling faintly.


    "I¡¯ve never... seen anyone like this before," she whispered.


    As if the eye that lost the world had been waiting for him to appear.


    And now... it finally saw.


    With a sigh, Brandon spoke "Maybe you can see because my ether energy is different and I am an anomally..."


    She lowered her gaze "Maybe..."


    Brandon looked at her because, without the thing covering her face, she looks even more beautiful.


    "Valiene," he said after a pause. "Do you want to put it back on?"


    She hesitated as her fingers brushed the black silk lying beside her, but then slowly shook her head.


    "No, I want to see you like this... for a little longer."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze softened and he gently picked up another scroll, holding it up between them. "Alright. One more verse before we call it a night."


    Valiene nodded, inching just a little closer, her thigh grazing his as she leaned over to look. "Which one?"


    His voice lowered slightly, "When the Path of Flame opens, the wing shall burn."


    "You said earlier this might mean sacrifice. What¡¯s the ¡¯wing¡¯?"


    Valiene¡¯s gaze lingered on the verse, then lifted to meet his eyes. "No one agrees on that. Some say it refers to the Aberrants. Others... think it means someone close to the Herald. A companion. Someone who will be consumed by the fire the Herald awakens."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted "Someone who¡¯ll be sacrificed... because of me?"


    With a sigh, she lowered her head "Forgive me, I am not sure of it."


    Hearing this, Brandon placed the page back on the table and leaned back on the couch "Hmm... let¡¯s call it a day."


    Valiene nodded her head and began to arrange the stuff scattered on the table.


    She then reached down to pick up the black silk eye and held it loosely in her fingers as she began to rise from the couch.


    She tied the blindfold back over her eye easily and glanced down at him "Then I am taking my leave, my Lord."


    Brandon nodded his head and she took the stuff before walking to the door.


    She reached the door, opened it gently, and turned her head slightly, just enough for her voice to carry behind her.


    "I know you are leaving tomorrow morning and if you want me to assist you when you return, you can always reach for me, My Lord."


    Brandon nodded once. "Alright..."

 Chapter 87: A little treat *

    Chapter 87: A little treat *Standing in front of the house, Elize and Ravene looked at the car as it slowly stopped in front of the yard.


    The door slid open as Brandon and Charlotte stepped out of the car.


    Looking at Brandon, a sweet smile appeared on Elize¡¯s face "Kael..."


    She simply walked right up to him and stopped only a step away,


    "You look tired," she murmured, reaching up to brush a strand of windblown hair from his forehead.


    Brandon relaxed slightly under her touch. "Long day."


    Ravene gave a nod to Charlotte, who returned it coolly.


    Elize took his hand without asking and gently guided him toward the porch. "Come inside," she said, already half-turning.


    "We made tea. Ravene even baked something."


    ---


    "Haa..."


    Brandon grunted in satisfaction as he looked down at Ravene, who is kneeling in front of him in the bathroom, gently sucking his dick.


    "Aunt Rave..." he groaned, and water dripped from his chest as she looked up at him.


    She pulled back slightly as her lips brushed the head of his cock, kissing it softly and sucked it again.


    "Haaa... "


    Her tongue darted out to lick down the shaft as she tasted the mix of water and pre-cum.


    Patting her head, he murmured "Aunt Rave..."


    She looked at him with a playful gaze "You can¡¯t even control yourself for three days without me?"


    "Haaa... damn..." he groaned and his hips buckled up, thrusting slowly into her mouth.


    His cock slid deeper, brushing the back of her throat.


    "Mmph¡ª!" She gagged softly, but she didn¡¯t pull back and just sucked harder.


    Her tongue teased the shaft as he moved and her hand squeezed his testicles lightly, then rolled them between her fingers.


    "Urghh... fuck..."


    She pulled back with a wet pop as spit dripped down her chin, and grinned up at him, "Big boy..." before kissing his cock with messy, little pecks all over the head and then down the side.


    "Haaa..." He sighed and his hands tightened in her hair, his dick twitching hard as she nibbled again.


    She laughed and licked him sloppily, soothing the sting.


    Then her smirk widened and her hands slid up his thighs, brushing his skin as she shifted closer. "Let¡¯s give you something extra..."


    She leaned back slightly and cupped her big breasts glistening with bathwater.


    "Aunt Rave..." he rasped as she squeezed them together, pressing his cock between them.


    "Haaa... shit..." Feeling his dick sliding between her tits he sighed and her fleshy buns clutched his dick tightly.


    She leaned down to suck the tip of his cock poking out from her breasts.


    "Mmm..." She hummed, licking the tip like a lollipop.


    "Urghh... damn, Aunt Rave..." His hands gripped her shoulders now and her tongue swirled wildly around his tip, while her breasts squeezed his shaft, sliding messily up and down.


    "Mmph¡ª!" As he pushed his dick deeper, she gagged again and spit dripped down her chin, pooling messily between her breasts, making it slicker and wetter as she pressed them tighter.


    "Ohhh... shit..." he uttered and fucked her breasts now as the wet slap of skin echoed in the bath.


    Her tongue teased and flicked the slit, swirling the head every time he thrust up, driving him crazy.


    Her other hand slipped down, brushing his balls and rolled them slowly between her fingers, teasing him more.


    "Urgh¡ªRave." he grunted and dick throbbed between her tits as the leaking precum smeared over her chest.


    She pulled back just enough to grin, "Come on, big boy..." before sucking him again.


    He soon reached his limit and thrust up hard one last time as he came, hot spurts shooting out, splattering her chest and her neck, and some hitting her lips.


    "Ohhh..." She sighed and pulled back slowly as a string of spit and cum stretched from her lips to his cock before it snapped.


    "Tasty..." she teased, licking her lips.


    Ravene chuckled softly and reached for the handheld showerhead, twisting the knob quickly as water sprayed.


    She aimed it at his cock, rinsing the cum and spit off slowly.


    The water hit him gently and he sighed "Haaa..."


    She moved it carefully, keeping him steady as she cleaned him up. "There... all nice now..."


    Then she turned it on herself, water splashing over her chest, running down her tits in little rivers.


    Cum dripped off, swirling into the bath, and she rubbed her skin quick, washing it clean.


    She shut the spray off, tossing the showerhead aside with a wet clatter, and stood up slowly. Sear?h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Reaching for the shower, she turned it on, and Brandon gently moved forward to hug her from behind.


    "Hmm..." Ravene let out a soft exhale and relaxed into his touch as he raised his hand, squeezing her breasts.


    As he fondled them between her fingers, she hummed softly "Haa... Dear."


    Kissing her neck, he muttered "I have my lover in my arms, yet I can¡¯t have sex with her."


    She just chuckled "The place is not right. Elize and Charlotte just went out to buy some drinks."


    "Once we reach my home, we can surely have more sex."


    He nodded his head and his left hand slowly slid down, reaching her pussy.


    She closed her eyes for a moment as he tenderly pushed his two fingers in and a soft moan escaped her lips "Mhmm..."


    "Your fingers feel good. Better than masturbating...."


    With a soft chuckle, she murmured as his thumb brushed her clit "When you were back in high school, I masturbate a lot to your pictures."


    Brandon was dumbfounded to hear this "What..."


    She just giggled, leaning back into his touch "Why? I am also a woman and fantasize a lot of things.. Haa.."


    "Dear, please use three fingers."


    Hearing her request, he pushed three fingers in deeply and her back arched up "Hufff... you are the best, Kael."


    He kissed her cheek "Well, I also have fantasies like.. having anal sex with my Aunt Rave."


    "Mhnng~~" She hummed loudly as he twisted his fingers inside her and her pussy clenched tightly around his fingers.


    "Anal... no, that scares me..."


    He smiled and bit down on her shoulder tenderly "Come on, Aunt.. I am curious."


    Curious? As another moan escaped her lips, she muttered "You have not done it with your ex-girlfriend?"


    He shook his head "No..."


    Hearing this, her eyes trembled, and she bit her lip.


    It¡¯s scary and tempting.


    A deep blush flushed her cheek ¡¯I lost his virginity... but I will not lose his anal virginity.¡¯


    She gave a slow nod "Maybe we can try anal sometime."


    Hearing this, he hugged her closely "Now, that¡¯s my aunt... I love you so much."


    She couldn¡¯t help but chuckle, "Yeah, yeah... you perve- Haangh~"


    "Oh, got your G spot..."

 Chapter 88: Smoky night?

    Chapter 88: Smoky night?"Urghh..."


    With a soft groan, Brandon blinked his eyes, and a mild pain shot through his head.


    Slowly opening his half-lidded eyes, he glanced at the couch where he was sitting with Elize and Ravene beside him, sleeping.


    Elize¡¯s arm was slung over his shoulder like a lazy cat with her mouth slightly open, while Ravene curled up against his side with her face pressed into his arm.


    His gaze flickered to the empty alcohol bottles sprawled across the room and sighed in his heart.


    Another drinking night.


    He sighed rubbing his eyes ¡¯Haa.. At this point, I feel like I would also be a drunkard like Aunt Elize...¡¯


    Looking at Ravene¡¯s weird position, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek "You are cute even when you are sleeping..."


    At this time, he noticed that the front door is slightly open as cool night wind curled in.


    "...Did someone forget to close the door?"


    With a quiet groan, Brandon stood up from the couch, carefully pulling away from Ravene and making sure not to wake either of them.


    He moved slowly and his bare feet padded softly across the wooden floor as he made his way to the door.


    But at this time, in the corner of his eye, he looked at Charlotte, who was sitting outside on the small wooden bench in the porch.


    She is sitting there wearing a tank top and shorts while smoking a cigarette.


    She didn¡¯t look back, but he knew she must have already sensed him.


    With a sigh, he walked to her, and she turned her head.


    The chill air caressed his skin as he looked at her face bathed by the moonlight "What are you doing outside?"


    Flicking the cigarette in her fingers, she replied "Just a quick sip."


    He shook his head helplessly and went to sit beside her on the bench.


    She turned to look at him and muttered "I stepped out of the room because you don¡¯t like the smell and now you are out here, sitting beside me."


    Looking at the smoke curling up in the air, he replied "Well, as I said, I didn¡¯t like it at first... but now I think it is kind of bearable."


    "Hm..." She hummed under her breath and took another slow drag of the cigarette.


    But then she remembered something and a black mobile phone appeared in her hand from her spatial ring.


    She extended it to him and spoke "Here."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow and took it from her hand.


    Huffing the cigarette, she spoke "That is an encrypted mobile phone. Keep it; it will be useful."


    "If anything happens, you can directly call me and I will be there as soon as I can."


    Brandon was dumbfounded and looked at her face as she coolly smoked her cigarette.


    Initially, he thought that she hated him... but after recent interactions, it feels like she doesn¡¯t really hate him.


    She feels like a cool Big Sister who looks after her little brother.


    A small fond smile touched his lips before he saved the mobile in his spatial ring "Thank you, Big Sister."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze lowered for a moment, and she continued smoking her cigarette.


    Looking up at the night sky, he leaned back comfortably and glanced at her, smoking the cigarette.


    He reached out, and his fingers brushed against her fingers as he gently took the cigarette from her fingers.


    Charlotte looked at him and spoke "You are going to cough again... give it to me."


    Brandon looked at the cigarette and muttered "Teach me how to smoke."


    -_- Huh?


    Her eyes narrowed in disbelief "...Are you serious?"


    He gave a small shrug. "Kind of. I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll make a habit out of it. But... you are doing this for years and I want to try it a bit."


    She thought about it for a second before relenting with a soft sigh "Fine."


    She reached into the box beside her, pulled out a fresh cigarette, and lit it with a flick of her thumb on the lighter.


    The flame glowed briefly between them before she handed it to him, her fingers brushing his.


    "Hold it like this," she said, adjusting the way he gripped it between his index and middle fingers.


    "Keep your fingers relaxed. Don¡¯t pinch it."


    He mimicked her grip and held the cigarette gently.


    "Alright," she said, leaning in a little.


    "Now, take a small drag. Just a little. Don¡¯t inhale it yet. Let it sit in your mouth."


    He did as she instructed, drawing a small bit of smoke past his lips.


    The taste was harsh... bittersweet and metallic with a dry warmth and it made him instinctively want to cough.


    But he held it in.


    "Good. Now don¡¯t breathe in through your nose or you¡¯ll choke. Just exhale slowly through your mouth."


    He blew out the smoke carefully as his breath curled into the night like mist.


    Charlotte gave a nod of approval. "Not bad."


    Brandon smiled slightly "So what now?"


    "Now try inhaling. But slow. Draw it in, like a breath, but keep it shallow. Don¡¯t fill your lungs all the way. Then exhale through your nose."


    He followed her steps again.


    This time, as he drew the smoke in, it hit his lungs with a warmth that spread deep into his chest.


    He tensed, feeling that telltale burn that usually ended in a coughing fit... but it was manageable.


    When he exhaled through his nose, the smoke came out in twin streams.


    His face twisted a bit. "Still not... pleasant."


    Charlotte let out a soft sigh "It never is at first. Some people never like it. They just do it to calm their mind."


    Brandon looked at the cigarette, then back at her and asked in a soft voice "So why do you smoke?"


    The question caught her off guard, and she stared at him for a moment.


    Then she leaned forward, resting her arms on her thighs as she stared at the gravel pathway leading away from the porch.


    She contemplated whether to tell hin or not, but then she sighed in her heart and began to speak.


    "It started when I was 22. We were deployed on a small rupture clearance mission. Not in a high-risk zone. It was supposed to be routine."


    "My squad from the Academy went in together. All six of us. We had trained for two years.


    "But the difficulty level was far greater than our handlers reported. A secondary rift opened deeper inside, and we were trapped."


    "Everyone in my squad was killed."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze trembled looking at her.


    With a sigh, she spoke "I was the only one who made it out alive. By the time reinforcements arrived, it was just me, standing there... soaked in blood. My arm was broken. My uniform was torn. I couldn¡¯t hear anything..."


    "I looked down and saw her," she continued, her voice dipping lower.


    "My best friend. Leaned against the wall with her head slumped forward. Her name was Mira. She always had a cigarette tucked behind her ear, even when we weren¡¯t allowed to smoke."


    "I... used to tease her all the time. Told her smoking would kill her one day."


    Gazing at the porch, she mumbled "I found a crushed cigarette pack in her coat¡¯s pocket. Lit one without thinking. It made my hands stop shaking. That¡¯s all."


    Brandon didn¡¯t say anything and stayed silent as he didn¡¯t know what to say in that moment.


    He always hated that she smokes, but right now...


    Taking a deep breath, he brought the cigarette to her lips "Here."


    She opened her lips and took it from his fingers before letting out a puff of smoke.


    "Don¡¯t start smoking for the wrong reasons, Kael."


    He looked at her and nodded slowly "I won¡¯t."


    A silence followed...


    After a moment Brandon added, "Mira sounds like she is fun to be around."


    "She was..." Charlotte said, her voice lighter now.


    "Smartass. Brave. Had a smile that could make instructors pause in mid-sentence. And she could down three cans of root beer in one breath."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle upon hearing this "She sounds like someone I would¡¯ve liked."


    "She would¡¯ve liked you, too."


    The wind brushed past them again, this time gentler.


    Charlotte leaned back, her head tilting toward the stars and closed her eyes for a moment.


    The night was settling deeper now.


    When her eyes opened, her green eyes shimmered under the stars.


    Then she looked at him and spoke "Take good care of yourself, Kael. Listen to Naevora¡¯s instructions and stay close to her whenever you go to a Dungeon."


    He blinked at the sudden seriousness in her voice.


    "You were a normal human a few weeks back. But now you have some responsibilities on your back... so, grow stronger."


    Her gaze lowered for a moment "And if one day, if you were afraid of all of this or if it feels too much to bear and you wanted to live a simple life."


    "Come to me; I will arrange it for you. I want to see which government or organization tries to touch you when I am alive."


    Brandon stared at her and his lips parted in surprise.


    For a moment, he didn¡¯t know what to say.


    That same warmth returned to his chest... but this time it hurt a little. A gentle ache, bittersweet and filled with gratitude.


    Before he could think further, he moved forward and hugged her in his arms tightly.


    Huh? Charlotte was taken aback and her eyes widened in shock as the cigarette slipped out of her fingers and its ember was snuffed out by the cold night air.


    Her eyes quivered and before she could say anything further, he placed a firm kiss on her cheek.


    "Thank you, Big Sister."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze trembled as tears moistened her eyes, but she quickly looked away and lifted her hand to wipe at her face with the back of her knuckles.


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    Brandon closed his eyes tightly and felt the warmth of her body in his arms.


    He doesn¡¯t know why she was rude to him in the past and always acted distantly.


    But it doesn¡¯t matter now...


    Right now, she is the best Big Sister he could ever get.


    ... and that is what mattered.

 Chapter 89: Missed you

    Chapter 89: Missed youGently pulling back from the hug, he smiled softly and she turned her gaze away "You surprised me."


    He retracted his hands from her and sat back on the bench, letting out a soft sigh.


    Neither of them spoke, and the winds continued to drift past them.


    Charlotte momentarily forgot about the cigarette and sat there.


    Finally, after several long minutes, Brandon sat forward and stretched his arms above his head with a soft grunt "It¡¯s getting late..."


    With a quiet sigh, she stood up, smoothing down her shorts and brushing off her palms.


    Then, without another word, she turned and stepped back toward the house. The door creaked open and let out a faint squeak as she pushed it gently.


    Brandon stood there for a moment longer on the steps and looked up at the sky as the stars blinked above, watching in silence.


    He rubbed the back of his neck, then followed her inside, leaving the wind and moonlight behind as the door closed with a quiet click.


    ---


    The early morning sun had only just begun to rise, painting the sky in soft hues of lavender and pale gold.


    After pulling the car into the garage, Brandon stepped out and stretched his arms overhead with a tired grunt as the lingering chill of the morning brushed against his skin.


    Up ahead, Ravene was already making her way toward the house as she reached for the front door and unlocked it.


    Without a word, he quickened his pace and came up behind her just as she pushed the door open.


    As she stepped inside, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his chest.


    "Aunt Rave..." he murmured softly into her ear, his voice still rough with sleep but tinged with affection.


    She yelped in surprise that melted into a giggle as he picked her up in his arms like a princess.


    She was surprised and wrapped her hands around his neck for support "Wait.. Kael. It¡¯s early morning, you need to get ready for the Academy."


    "Yeah, yeah.. I know... I can¡¯t wait to have sex with you now.. Let¡¯s go to the bath first."


    ---


    Walking through the Academy, Brandon had a thoughtful face ¡¯She doesn¡¯t really seem to hate me... so she was acting like she is hating me?¡¯


    Her cold stares, the sharp words she always threw at him¡ªthey all felt genuine at the time.


    And yet now, after everything that happened the night before... he wasn¡¯t so sure.


    But how was he supposed to ask her directly? "Hey, did you call me a loser for all those years just to keep your emotional distance?"


    Nope. Definitely not.


    Raising his head, he saw Eira rushing to him "Brandon, Brandon."


    Seeing his girlfriend after some days, he smiled gently "Eira."


    She hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him "Come."


    E-Eh? He let himself be pulled and they dashed through the hallways.


    The two dashed past classrooms and lounge areas, passing other students who turned to look with raised brows and soft chuckles.


    One or two instructors frowned at the speed they were moving, but neither of them cared.


    Eventually, they reached the upper floor where the private lounges reserved for personal use were located.


    Opening the door of the room she reserved, she quickly pushed him and closed the door.


    Without waiting for a second, she jumped on him and hugged him tightly "I missed you, Brandon." S§×ar?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He blinked, startled at the intensity in her voice, and slowly returned the hug, his arms slipping around her waist as he held her close.


    "I missed you too..."


    She raised her head to look at him "You said, its only Sunday.... but you are returning on Thursday."


    Hearing this, he just chuckled and leaned forward to peck her lips "I told you, I was caught in a situation and couldn¡¯t come any quicker."


    She nodded her head "Yeah, you said something like that.. what happened?"


    Smiling, he leaned forward "I will tell that later; for now..."


    She closed her eyes and parted her lips a little as he kissed her.


    His hands went down her waist and held her in his arms as he tilted his head slightly, sucking on her lips.


    His hand gently traced down and he opened his palm giving a light squeeze to her ass.


    "Mm.." She moaned into the kiss and wrapped her hands around his neck, deepening the kiss.


    His fingers sank into her clothes as he squished her ass cheeks, spreading them gently.


    "Hmm..."


    A deep blush painted her cheeks, and she pulled back from the kiss to look at him "Brandon..."


    His lips moved further, traveling down her jaw and reaching her neck.


    Placing a kiss there, he pulled her to the nearby couch and sat on it before placing her on his lap.


    She sighed into his touch as his lips wandered down her neck, and her head tipped back slightly.


    His hand slid under her skirt, reaching her inner thigh, and he squeezed her tender flesh gently.


    She raised her hands and her blazer slid down her shoulder.


    With a smile, he began to unbutton her shirt, exposing more skin on her chest.


    Closing her eyes she mumbled "Don¡¯t leave hickeys on my neck.. maybe slightly above my chest."


    "Got it..." he replied and peeled her shirt back, a little more.


    "Eira..." he sighed and moved lower as his kisses trailed down to her collarbone.


    "Mhm..." She moaned quietly and her hands rested on his shoulders as she took soft breaths.


    His lips lingered on her collarbone, and then he moved his lips lower, just above her chest where she¡¯d asked.


    "Here?" he murmured and pressed a kiss there as he sucked lightly, leaving a faint pink mark.


    "Hmm..." She hummed softly and her body shifted closer.


    Pulling back slightly, his gaze dropped to her violet bra, which was holding her breasts.


    He moved her body and leaned in again as his lips brushed her cleavage.


    "Oh..." She gasped quietly as he raised his hand and squeezed her breast gently through her bra.


    H-Huh?


    Her eyes widened in shock and she looked at him kissing her cleavage while his other hand is squeezing her breast.


    A deep blush painted her cheeks, and her gaze quivered in embarrassment.


    But she didn¡¯t say anything and closed her eyes, leaning into his touch ¡¯Pervert.¡¯


    His tongue flicked out and he slowly licked along the line where her breasts pressed together, tasting her skin.


    "Haan..." She moaned softly and her hands slid up his neck brushing his hair.


    "Brandon..."


    She reached out and stopped his hand from squeezing it anymore.


    Hm? Brandon raised his gaze to see the flushed face of Eira "Eira?"


    She averted her gaze, too flustered to meet his eyes.


    Her heart pounded against her chest as she bit her lower lip, hesitating for a breath.


    Then, with quiet determination, she brought her hands to the last few buttons of her shirt.


    As she undid the last button, she opened her shirt, showing her body to him.


    Huh? At this time, Brandon noticed a small mark on her abdomen just above her belly button.


    Genesis mark...?

 Chapter 90: Wants to meet you

    Chapter 90: Wants to meet youLooking at the mark, Brandon smiled faintly "So, this is where your genesis mark is."


    She nodded her head and Brandon raised his hand, his fingers hovering just above her skin before gently brushing over the mark.


    The sensation of touch mixed with etheric warmth caused her to tense for a second, but then she sighed and relaxed in his arms.


    Brandon gently grasped her hips and turned her a little on his lap as she pressed her knees on his sides.


    His hands went down to grab her ass and he raised her a bit before leaning down to kiss teh genesis mark.


    She just chuckled, feeling his lips and grabbed his shoulder steadily "You are ridiculous sometimes..."


    He smiled against her skin and moved his lips upward, pressing his face against her cleavage.


    Pressing a soft kiss on her bra, his hands went up tracing her spine and finally reached the clasp of her bra.


    His lips brushed her cleavage again as the bra unclipped with a soft snap.


    Feeling her bra loosening around her chest, Eira quickly raised her hands and hugged her breasts, making the bra stay in place.


    A deep blush crept up her neck as she looked down at Brandon "You sicko pervert..."


    Brandon just smiled and looked at her chest


    Feeling his expectant gaze, her eyes trembled "Y-You.. should not touch them."


    He nodded his head and she gently lowered her hand as the bra slipped down her chest, revealing her bountiful breast and cute red nipples.


    She closed her eyes and she could feel him staring at her chest.


    The blush reached her ears and she awkwardly grabbed his shoulders for support.


    Opening her eyes slightly, he looked down at him "How.. is it?"


    Brandon leaned closer and she could feel his breath hitting her nipple "Beautiful..."


    As he muttered, his hand trailed up her ribs and gently squeezed her underboob.


    "Ha..." She let out a soft exhale and gave him a look "I.. told you not to touch."


    Brandon sighed and leaned forward burying his face in her breasts "Can¡¯t help it..."


    She hugged his neck pressing his face into her breasts as her voice gre softer "You are helpless.. maybe, just touch a little."


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled and glanced at the red nipple glistening like a cherry waiting for him to be devoured.


    Moving his face, she opened his lips and took her nipple in his mouth.


    "Haan... Brandon- wait." She moaned softly and her hands slid up his neck, fingers brushing his hair as he sucked lightly.


    "Idiot..." Her body shifting closer as her breast pressed into his mouth.


    "Hmm..." His tongue flicked her nipple slowly, tasting her sweet skin.


    "W-Wait..." She gasped quietly and her blush deepened feeling his moist tongue circling her nipple and sucking on it.


    His hand stayed on her underboob, squeezing gently and his thumb brushed the curve, feeling her softness.


    "Eira..." he murmured against her breast and his lips closed around her nipple again, sucking softly.


    "Haan..." She moaned again and her chest rose up and down as she took heavy breaths.


    "Brandon..." she mumbled and her body arched slightly, pressing more into his mouth.


    With a smile, Brandon pulled back his lips and a string of saliva connected his lips and nipple before it split away.


    He glimpsed at her nipple, which is coated in saliva and looked up at her face, which is beet red.


    She leaned and took his lips in a tender kiss and he closed his eyes gently, reciprocating the kiss.


    Pulling back from the kiss, she looked down at his face before burying her face in his neck and nuzzling against him as she breathed him as if he is her favorite scent.


    "Brandon..."


    She opened her lips, kissing him on the neck, her gaze softening in affection.


    ¡¯What did you do to me, bastard?¡¯


    It all started as a tease and she kissed him to recharge his ether... but now...


    She pulled back her lips and cupped his face between her palms "Haa.. Brandon."


    Looking at the affection in her eyes, Brandon smiled gently and as he opened his lips to speak, she leaned forward to kiss him.


    Her lips trailed up to his jaw before placing a kiss on his cheek "That reminds me, my mom wants to meet you."


    Eh? Brandon was surprised and his gaze narrowed in thought "Is she suspicious about us?"


    Eira leaned back just enough to see his expression and couldn¡¯t help but laugh "Most likely..."


    She sighed into his shoulder "I mean, we are one of the five great families so surely she has eyes in the Academy and we always acted close."


    "So that must be it."


    Brandon nodded his head in thought "She also spoke for me during the meeting."


    Eira giggled and pressed another kiss on his cheek "Yeah... So how about this weekend? We can go there."


    Brandon gave a nod as his mind rolled in thought ¡¯She must have also known that I am the Herald of the Church of Rheanne.¡¯


    Everyone in the baptism room saw him, so it¡¯s not like it¡¯s a big secret.


    And though it wasn¡¯t public knowledge yet, Brandon had already asked Callista to pass word of his identity to the top-echelon circles... the government, the major families, and other organizations.


    The people who needed to know.


    So she must have also heard that news.


    Looking at his thinking face, she again kissed his lips "Don¡¯t worry.. she won¡¯t do anything to you."


    His gaze softened and she tilted her head "Now, tell me what situation you were caught in during the weekend."


    Letting out a sigh, he began to speak...


    ---


    H-Huh?


    Eira was taken aback to hear this and sat there like a statue "So that¡¯s why... my mom called me?"


    Brandon gave a nod "Probably."


    Eira¡¯s eyes narrowed in thought meanwhile; Brandon¡¯s gaze flickered to her breast and he raised his hand, squeezing it.


    She placed her palm above his hand and muttered "It¡¯s almost time for morning classes; we need to leave..." S§×ar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Oh."


    With a shake of her head, she got down from his lap and began to wear her bra, then buttoned her shirt and blazer, before turning to him.


    After seeing that everything was perfect, she leaned forward and grabbed his arms "Come on, let¡¯s leave."


    She pulled him and with a chuckle he stood up, intertwining his fingers with hers.


    As they opened the door, Eira was dumbfounded to see the woman standing outside.


    Her eyes widened and panic flickered in her eyes as her hand dropped Brandon¡¯s arm like it had caught fire.


    Brandon, meanwhile, simply smiled and gave Dhayun a light tap on the stomach with the back of his hand.


    "Dhayun... what are you doing here?" he asked, as if he didn¡¯t just walk out of a room with a girl who was clearly flushed and still fixing the last buttons of her blazer.


    "I saw you guys running around the hallways, so I followed to check on you."


    As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Eira "Hmm.. what is going on inside?"


    Eira, trying desperately to appear nonchalant, tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and laughed nervously "W-We were just studying. Exams are getting close, you know? Revision and all that..."


    Dhayun¡¯s gaze narrowed further and looked at Brandon.


    She reached out and grabbed his collar before pulling him closer.


    Huh?


    She moved her face to his neck and inhaled him "This is not your scent, there is a floral scent on you... were you guys cuddling?"


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and Eira hurriedly blurted out "N-no! We... we were just sitting really close! It¡¯s probably that... you know... proximity!"


    Eira glared at Brandon in the corner of her eyes ¡¯Say something idiot.¡¯


    He gave her an apologetic half-smile, then casually slung an arm over Dhayun¡¯s shoulder. "Alright, alright. Let¡¯s not interrogate me outside the study room,"


    "Come on, Dhayun. Let¡¯s head to the cafeteria. I¡¯m starving."


    Han Dhayun glanced at Eira for a second before wrapping her arm around his waist "Alright."

 Chapter 91: Don鈥檛 die

    Chapter 91: Don¡¯t dieAs the Arena six¡¯s door opened, Brandon stepped in and saw Naevora sitting on the bench, wearing her usual sports bra and a jacket over it, showing her abdomen and muscles.


    His gaze then flickered to the dark-skinned woman, taking pushups on the side.


    She was wearing a sports bra and tights shorts with her blonde hair tied into a ponytail.


    Naevora stood up from her seat and bowed her head "Oh Lord Herald, How honorable it is to have your divine presence in the same room as us lowly mortals."


    Brandon shook his head helplessly and Naevora smiled as she collapsed back onto the bench, one leg crossing casually over the other "How is it going, Herald?"


    He exhaled softly and walked over to the bench, settling down beside her with a grunt "Can you stop it?"


    She leaned back casually "That news was really unexpected."


    With a nod, he muttered "Yeah, unexpected to me too."


    She tilted her head slightly "Well, I am happy my disciple is the Herald. You are now someone who is very important."


    Brandon just stayed silent for a few moments before replying "Honestly, it¡¯s kind of tiring."


    Naevora¡¯s gaze flickered to Yverine who is now standing up after her routine exersice "I guess so."


    Yverine walked to Naevora with an indifferent look on her face "Master."


    With a nod, Naevora glanced at Brandon "Today, she will be your sparring partner."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise. Hm?


    Naevora just smiled "You¡¯re both my disciples now. You need to understand each other, measure each other, and grow together. And in this world, there¡¯s no better way to do that than trading fists. So... sparring it is."


    -_- Brandon¡¯s eyes slowly narrowed into a deadpan stare. "You¡¯re doing this on purpose."


    Without waiting for her reply, he stood up with a sigh and removed his Academy blazer before throwing it on Naevora¡¯s face.


    The dark fabric hit her with a muffled fwump, momentarily covering her eyes.


    She pulled it off slowly and her eyes twitched in frustration as she gave him an exasperated glare. "You cheeky brat..."


    As he removed his shirt, he threw it again on her lap.


    Taking the shirt, she muttered "Next time, we spare, I am dislocating your shoulder."


    Yverine watched the whole exchange with a completely neutral expression, as though none of this banter between master and student registered as relevant to her.


    Naevora looked to her next. "Yve, don¡¯t use ether," she instructed. "But don¡¯t hold back physically. I want him to feel what it¡¯s like to fight someone above his level."


    Yverine nodded without hesitation. "Understood."


    -_- Brandon gave her a sidelong glare "You damn musclehead."


    He then looked at Yverine and sized her up "...Uh, what rank are you?"


    Yverine spoke in an unamused tone "B rank."


    Brandon¡¯s body tensed as even with ether, he could only defeat D-rank Aberrants and now he wants to fight a B rank awakener with experience?


    ¡¯Well, fuck it...¡¯


    Naevora leaned back with her arms folded across her chest, clearly enjoying the show already "Try not to die,"


    Brandon rolled his shoulders, settling into a loose stance "Thank you for the very helpful advice."


    Across from him, Yverine stepped forward, and Brandon¡¯s muscles tensed again.


    Yverine moved.


    Her foot hit the floor and the sound echoed like thunder.


    Brandon barely had time to react and her figure blurred forward with explosive speed.


    Her palm shot forward, targeting his chest.


    He raised his arms to block, and when her strike connected, it was like being hit by a sledgehammer.


    He slid back ten feet across the floor as his feet scraped against the polished surface.


    Brandon¡¯s breathing grew heavier as he stared at Yverine, who stood as still as a statue after that initial blow.


    Her dark skin glistened faintly under the arena¡¯s overhead lights.


    The dull throb in Brandon¡¯s forearms crawled up to his shoulders, and his wrists felt like they¡¯d been smacked with iron rods.


    But then again, this was without ether.


    Brandon clenched his fists and took a stance again, as ether flowed through his body.


    A pale blue shimmer flickered briefly around him, not enough to invoke a skill, but enough to stabilize his form.


    Naevora leaned back on the bench with a raised brow, watching with mild curiosity. "Brandon... don¡¯t try to win. Try to last."


    Yverine didn¡¯t wait for a reply and moved again.


    This time, she came from the side as her body blurred and Brandon barely caught her movement.


    He twisted his body and attempted to pivot into a deflection¡ªbut she anticipated it.


    Her leg swept under him in a flawless arc, slamming against his calf.


    His balance shattered.


    Brandon grunted as his back slammed into the floo and the air burst out of his lungs in a wheeze.


    "Urghhh!"


    Yverine didn¡¯t follow through and stepped back, giving him space to stand.


    He coughed and forced himself up, ¡¯Damn, she¡¯s strong...¡¯ he thought, trying to ignore the sharp pain in his ribs.


    ¡¯At least nothing feels broken yet.¡¯


    He exhaled slowly and focused again.


    The next exchange, he moved first.


    He launched forward and ether flooding his legs to accelerate his movement.


    He aimed for her midsection, twisting his torso for a precise, lightning-quick jab.


    He could feel the force behind it, like compressed wind driving through his arm.


    Yverine didn¡¯t dodge.


    She simply tilted her head and raised an arm.


    Brandon¡¯s punch connected with her forearm... and stopped dead.


    It was like punching a stone pillar.


    The impact ran back through his knuckles, rattling his elbow and nearly dislocating his shoulder.


    Before he could recover, she counterattacked.


    ¡¯Shit...¡¯


    A clean upward palm strike¡ªbam!


    Her hand smashed into his solar plexus and he was lifted off his feet, flying back.


    He rolled across the floor like a ragdoll, skidding on his side before finally coming to a stop. S~ea??h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Brandon." Naevora called from the bench, not in concern but in amusement. "You alive?"


    "Barely," he groaned, pushing himself up onto one elbow as his face twisted in pain.


    Yverine, silent as ever, didn¡¯t move. She waited again.


    The gap between them was large now, giving him a moment to breathe.


    Brandon sat up, gasping slightly, and wiped the sweat from his brow.


    He could feel bruises blooming across his ribs and abdomen.


    Even enhanced, his body couldn¡¯t absorb this much punishment for long.


    Gritting his teeth, Brandon gathered the ether again.


    Not just enhancing his strength or speed... he focused on control.


    Reinforcing his core, his balance, his reflexes.


    He stood again, and lifted his fists.


    Yverine tilted her head slightly, and she raised an eyebrow in amusement ¡¯The ether flow in his body changed.¡¯


    Naevora smiled in her heart ¡¯He has such a good adaptive body; now his ether is in good control and flows good, rather than brute force.¡¯


    He dashed again and this time he didn¡¯t go for her body directly.


    Instead, he used his speed to get around her, shifting behind her left flank and throwing a feint... then another¡ªbefore finally throwing a kick.


    Yverine blocked again, but this time, he felt her weight shift.


    He pivoted, twisted with the follow-through, and brought his elbow toward her temple.


    She raised her arm and blocked it.


    Before he could press the advantage, her knee slammed into his stomach.


    His vision blacked for a second as the breath left him completely.


    "Ugh." The blow lifted him again and he landed on his back like a sack of bricks.


    Everything hurts now.


    His spine screamed, his shoulders trembled, and his internal organs felt rearranged.


    Yverine walked over slowly, stood above him and extended a hand.


    He blinked up at her and almost in disbelief, he reached up and grasped her hand.


    She pulled him up without effort.


    He slowly made his way to the bench and sat on it "Haa... my body hurts."


    Naevora nodded her head "That¡¯s a good thing. Time for another round?"


    "No."


    He gently lowered himself and placed his head on her lap, feeling the warmth of her thighs "I need a moment¡¯s rest."


    Naevora just stayed silent and Yverine moved to her bag to take a cool drink for her.


    Looking down at Brandon, Naevora spoke "This weekend, we are going to that Dungeon again to fight some D-rank Aberrants."


    He shook his head "No, this weekend I am busy; maybe monday?"


    She didn¡¯t mind it and nodded her head "Alright."

 Chapter 92: The Bleaufort Estate [1]

    Chapter 92: The Bleaufort Estate [1]Sitting near the window, Brandon leaned his head slightly against the cool glass of the private plane, watching the endless expanse of blue sea glittering far below.


    The clouds drifted lazily overhead, casting soft shadows across the surface.


    In his lap, Eira moved slightly.


    She wormed her way onto him the moment they took off, with her long legs curling to the side across his thighs and her slender arms loosely wrapped around his neck.


    She nestled herself close, resting her head just beneath his chin.


    Brandon didn¡¯t complain. If anything, it was... comforting.


    "Brandon..." she murmured, her voice laced with that teasing affection she often used around him now.


    He turned his head slightly, and her lips brushed his cheek as her fingers gently ran through his hair.


    He looked down at her with a small smile on his lips ¡¯She¡¯s really gotten clingy lately,¡¯


    She tilted her head, gazing up at him with a playful glint in her eyes.


    Her fingers played with the collar of his shirt as she leaned closer and kissed the point of his chin. "Are you afraid to see my mother?"


    He let out a low chuckle and rested his hand gently on her waist. "Well... I¡¯m kinda nervous,"


    "She¡¯s your mother, and, you know... one of the five Great Family heads."


    Eira smiled lightly, her head dipping back to rest against his shoulder. "Mm... She¡¯s intimidating, I won¡¯t lie," she said with a small laugh.


    "Even to me sometimes. But I am sure you will get along well with her."


    She leaned forward and kissed his lips "I won¡¯t let her separate us. You¡¯re already mine. Mom just needs to accept it."


    He blinked and looked into her eyes "Wait. Yours?"


    She smirked and opened her lips slowly biting his lower lip "Mmhm. You didn¡¯t know? We sealed the contract back when you kissed me that day."


    "Is that so?"


    "Uh huh."


    He gave a soft laugh as the plane began to descend as the coastline of their destination came into view.


    The mansion of House Bleaufort awaited... its matriarch even more so.


    ...


    As the private plane began its slow descent, Brandon gazed out the window, watching the shimmering coastline of the southern provinces.


    Below, near the edge of the shore, he saw a sprawling estate framed by immaculate landscaping and rising stone walls.


    "The Bleaufort House," Eira murmured, leaning against him, "That¡¯s home."


    "Big place," Brandon said under his breath.


    Eira chuckled softly, "My mother likes her space."


    As the plane touched down on the runway located in a private airfield some distance from the estate, the tires screeched softly against the tarmac before gradually rolling to a smooth halt. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Moments later, the plane door opened with a mechanical hiss, and the scent of sea air flooded in... crisp, and faintly floral from the wild rosemary that grew along the coastal cliffs.


    Eira stood first, adjusting her black blazer and brushing down her skirt.


    Her posture straightened instinctively and there is a grace to her movements now.


    She isn¡¯t just Eira here. She is Eira Bleaufort of the Great Five Houses.


    Brandon followed her down the metal steps, blinking as the sunlight hit him full in the face.


    A warm breeze swept over the tarmac, ruffling his hair.


    He squinted slightly, then looked around the airstrip.


    He glanced at the two Sedans waiting for him.


    The vehicles bore the elegant silver crest of the Beaufort family on their hoods... an ancient sea lion entwined with waves and roses, holding a scepter in its jaws.


    Two women in dark-blue suits stood beside the vehicles.


    Both had headpieces wired with subtle communication nodes, and their expressions were neutral.


    As the couple approached, one of the women bowed respectfully.


    "Lady Eira. Lord Brandon," she said smoothly.


    "We¡¯ve been instructed to escort you directly to the manor. Lady Florence is expecting you."


    Eira gave a nod "Thank you, Maelle."


    The guard opened the door for them, and Eira slid in gracefully, pulling Brandon with her.


    The convoy moved swiftly as the sedans turned out of the airfield and onto the private coastal road.


    The scenery flew past: manicured cypress trees, high white stone walls, and flickers of the ocean beyond.


    Brandon stayed quiet for most of the ride, watching the landscape with a thoughtful expression.


    The car rounded a final curve, and the full grandeur of the Beaufort estate emerged from behind a row of cypress hedges.


    As the sedan slowed to a halt before the grand entrance, a row of uniformed attendants stood ready near the steps leading up to the main hall.


    Brandon noticed that every one of them is woman.


    As the car door opened, Eira stepped out first, her and Brandon stepped out behind her, straightening his jacket.


    The entrance was a grand double staircase that swept upward to an arched landing.


    Then, the doors opened.


    Footsteps echoed from the upper level of the foyer, and from the wide staircase at the center, a woman descended.


    Brandon instinctively stood straighter.


    She was beautiful with long blonde hair and her eyes were a soft gold.


    Her gown was a deep violet and sleeveless, and it plunged at the center, revealing the upper cleavage of her breasts.


    A single, distinct mole sat high above her left breast... a beauty mark.


    She wore no excessive jewelry, just a single pendant and thin, elegant rings.


    "Eira. You¡¯re home."


    Eira stepped forward and bowed her head lightly. "Mother."


    As she spoke, Brandon noticed a faint glint in her mouth ¡¯Is that what I think it is?¡¯


    Florence¡¯s gaze flicked to Brandon and her lips curved into something that might have been a smile.


    "So this is him."


    Brandon stepped forward with a smile "Brandon Kael."


    She stepped down the stairs and reached in front of him "Florence Bleaufort, 36th Matriarch of the Bleaufort family."


    Brandon extended his hand and shook her hand gently.


    With a faint nod, she retracted her hand "Come. Let¡¯s talk inside. I¡¯m curious about many things."


    She turned and began to walk back into the house.


    The attendants by the door stepped aside, bowing their heads as the matriarch passed.


    Brandon glanced at Eira, who gave him a small, apologetic smile.


    "She¡¯s not as scary as she seems," she whispered.


    "...She seems pretty scary," he whispered back.


    Eira stifled a laugh and took his hand.


    Together, they followed Florence into the vast marble-floored interior of House Beaufort.


    Florence Beaufort walked ahead of them with a grace that made it seem as though her heels never touched the floor.


    They were led into the eastern wing of the estate, where the walls gave way to a more open layout.


    A large lounge opened up before them, sunken slightly from the rest of the hall, with a view that stretched out to the sea beyond wide glass panes.


    A pair of enormous velvet curtains hung partially drawn to the sides, fluttering faintly in the breeze from an open balcony.


    The center of the room held a set of luxuriously soft, ocean-blue couches that curled around a glass table in a loose semicircle.


    Silver trays with tea and wine were already prepared on the sideboard nearby.


    Florence gestured casually to the seats "Please. Make yourselves comfortable."


    Brandon and Eira stepped down into the lounge and took their seats as Florence took the opposite seat.


    Eira crossed her legs, resting her hand gently on Brandon¡¯s thigh.


    Florence took her time before she finally spoke again, "So, the Church of Rh¨¦anne declared you the Herald."


    Brandon nodded slowly, "Yeah. During the baptism."


    Florence¡¯s lips curved into a faint smile "That¡¯s not a small thing. It places you beyond the concern of mere nations. You realize that, don¡¯t you?"


    "I¡¯m beginning to," Brandon replied with a nod.


    She hummed under her breath "Mm."


    Eira exhaled lightly "Mother, Brandon didn¡¯t come here to be interrogated¡ª"


    "Oh, I disagree," Florence cut in smoothly, her golden eyes sliding to her daughter.


    "I think he knew exactly what walking into this house would mean. Didn¡¯t you, Brandon?"


    Brandon looked into her eyes and smiled faintly "I did."


    "Good," Florence muttered under her breath.


    She reached for the tea that had been silently brought in.


    Florence took a sip, her eyes never leaving him. "Tell me something, then. Do you love her?"


    Hearing this, he looked at Eira and nodded his head "Yes, I do."


    A cold glint passed through Florence¡¯s eyes as she spoke "But... I won¡¯t give my daughter to you. How dare you think that you can easily get my only daughter?"


    Upon hearing her sharp words, Brandon was dumbfounded, and Eira hugged him tightly "Mom, no matter what, I won¡¯t leave him."


    Florence¡¯s eyes narrowed as she placed the cup back on the table "Is that so?"


    Brandon sighed in his heart and braced himself for whatever was coming next, but in the next instant-


    ...


    "Hahahaha...."


    Florence leaned back on the couch and laughed loudly, clutching her stomach.


    "Oh heavens¡ªhah!¡ªgoddess above, I¡¯ve always wanted to say that line," she gasped between her laughs, trying to catch her breath.


    "I finally got to do it! And the look on your face, Brandon¡ªoh, priceless! Hahaha!"


    -_- Brandon : What?


    Eira, meanwhile, had both her palms on her face now.


    Her voice came out muffled behind her fingers. "There she goes again..."

 Chapter 93: The Bleaufort Estate [2]

    Chapter 93: The Bleaufort Estate [2]Brandon just sat there and watched Florence laughing like a manic... the noble elegance she was maintaining till now shattered and she laughed like a crazy woman.


    He slowly turned his gaze to Eira who just smiled dryly "Well, she is kind of... idiot."


    Brandon blinked. "That¡¯s your mom."


    Eira shrugged as if that said everything.


    Florence wiped the corner of her eye with one finger as she finally sat up straighter, "That was fun," she grinned.


    She placed a hand on her chest and muttered "I always admired those scenes from the old dramas¡ªyou know, where the noble matriarch rejects the poor but noble-hearted youth and then comes around in the last act?"


    "You should have seen me at the annual celebration in the Academy back then. I played the Mad Witch of Caerra and got a standing ovation."


    Brandon stared at her, still processing, as Eira groaned beside him.


    "You¡¯re such a drama queen," she muttered under her breath.


    "I warned you not to mess around with him like this."


    Florence just giggled "But look at his expression! It¡¯s adorable. He looked so serious.. as if he would fight anything for his love."


    Eira just let out a sigh and turned to Brandon "Let me reintroduce her, this is my mom, Florence, also known as dumb bitch."


    Hearing this, Florence¡¯s eyebrows twitched in irritation "Excuse me?" she said in that high, offended noblewoman¡¯s voice "is that how you introduce me to my son-in-law? You ungrateful child."


    Eira glared at her mother "Shut up, woman."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle, thinking, what a nice and chaotic family.


    Eira patted his hand and spoke "Brandon, don¡¯t be scared of her. She acts like some powerful noble matriarch, but deep down she¡¯s just dumb."


    "I heard that," Florence said, sipping her tea with faux grace.


    "She doesn¡¯t cook, she can¡¯t organize a bookshelf to save her life, and honestly?"


    Eira sighed dramatically "I¡¯m surprised she even survived all these years. Let alone gave birth to me and my sister."


    Wait-


    Brandon was taken aback "You have a Sister?"


    Eira blinked in return and her lips parted slightly, as if surprised herself. "Oh... right. I never told you, did I?"


    Brandon just stared "You never mentioned a sister."


    With a sheepish shrug, Eira replied, "Yeah. I have a big sister. She¡¯s... well, she¡¯s not around much."


    Brandon turned to look at Florence "But you said... your ¡¯only daughter¡¯ just now."


    Florence grinned and tilted her head like a guilty fox. "Hmm? Oh, that?"


    She waved her hand dismissively "Its part of the dialogue. I couldn¡¯t very well say, ¡¯One of my daughters¡¯¡ªit ruins the dramatic flair."


    Eira took the teacup and handed it over to him "Here, Brandon."


    With a nod, he accepted it and raised it to his lips before taking a sip.


    Across from him, Florence watched with a pleased expression, "I see that my daughter wasn¡¯t exaggerating when she spoke of you,"


    "You are certainly a very handsome young lad. Clean features, a firm jawline, expressive eyes... and that quiet air of confidence. Yes, you¡¯re quite the catch."


    Brandon gave a slightly embarrassed chuckle, lowering the cup. "Thank you, Lady Florence."


    Florence turned her gaze to her daughter and her smile softened, "Good choice, my daughter. Very good choice."


    Eira had a big smile on her face as she replied "Thank you, Mom."


    Florence leaned back slightly into the couch, her gaze sweeping over the two of them as if capturing a mental portrait. "To see you happy... that¡¯s all a mother ever wants."


    Then her eyes found Brandon again "I give you my blessing," she said softly.


    "I wholeheartedly agree to your relationship."


    "You are the only male awakener in the entire world," she continued, folding one leg over the other.


    "And now, the Herald of the Church. That alone places you above even the highest of us. Regardless of where you were born or who you used to be, your position now... is unparalleled."


    Taking another sip, she spoke "It would be foolish¡ªno, blasphemous for anyone to reject your worth simply because you are a man. The world is changing. You are that change."


    Eira¡¯s hand tightened gently around Brandon¡¯s.


    Florence smiled at them both. "To have my daughter standing at your side... it is my honor." S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled and replied in a serious tone "Thank you, Lady Florence,"


    Florence gave a quiet hum. "Florence is fine, dear. ¡¯Lady¡¯ is far too formal for someone who may soon call me Mother."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and took a sip of his tea.


    "But on a more serious note," Florence said, setting her cup down gently, "you must understand... I am not like the other noble houses."


    "Many of them will not accept this union so easily, especially not the ones with daughters who hoped to earn your favor."


    Brandon nodded slowly. "I figured as much."


    "The Bleaufort name carries weight," Florence continued, "but it also carries enemies,"


    Eira¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly at her mother¡¯s words. "Mom?"


    "I am just reminding you, darling." Florence replied, glancing at her.


    "That protecting him doesn¡¯t mean only from blades or assassins. It means navigating a web of politics, alliances, betrayals, and traditions that are centuries old."


    "Eira, you will need to be stronger. More ruthless. You can¡¯t protect him if you are soft."


    Eira nodded her head "I know."


    Florence¡¯s eyes softened "I may be eccentric, dramatic, and¡ªyes, I admit¡ªa bit idiotic in the eyes of my dear daughter, but I am still the head of House Beaufort."


    "You will both have my protection, and the resources of this House are yours to call upon."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes widened slightly. For a moment, he wasn¡¯t sure what to say. So many people had viewed him through a lens of suspicion, awe, or fear ever since his awakening. Some bowed because of what he represented.


    But Florence B¡¯eaufort isn¡¯t seeing him as the "Herald" or the only male Awakener.


    She was looking at him as a young man sitting beside her daughter.


    With a soft smile, he replied "Thank you, Florence."


    Florence just nodded her head "That¡¯s all the important things I wanted to say."


    Then, to his surprise, she stood up from her seat across the table and promptly walked over to the couch where he and Eira were sitting.


    Before Brandon could process it, she plopped herself down right beside him¡ªand without warning, wrapped both arms around him in a tight, heartfelt hug.


    "Now," she grinned as she pressed his head gently into her shoulder, "let¡¯s enjoy each other as a family, shall we?"


    "Eh¡ª!?" Brandon¡¯s body tensed in confusion and mild panic.


    The teacup in his hand wobbled, almost tipping, but he managed to set it safely on the table before he got completely pulled in by the overly affectionate matriarch.


    He felt the sheer strength in her arms as Florence hugged him tighter than any woman he had hugged in his life.


    "I always wanted a son..." she sighed dramatically, burying her face briefly in his hair with the same energy of someone cuddling a long-lost puppy.


    "Haa... someone to pamper, spoil, and dote on... finally."


    He slowly turned his head to Eira with a pleading look in his eyes, as if silently asking ¡¯Help?¡¯


    Eira snapped out of her surprise and shook her mother "Mom, what are you doing?"


    Florence patted his back like a proud parent "My daughters are wonderful¡ªof course, they are. But sons are different! You don¡¯t understand until you¡¯re older. There¡¯s something... precious about them! So precious."


    Eira¡¯s eyebrow twitched in frustration "I¡¯m right here, you know,"


    Florence only laughed, still squeezing Brandon. "Yes, yes, you¡¯re precious too. But this boy¡ªhe¡¯s mine now too."


    "My wonderful, polite, awkward, strong little Herald-son. I¡¯m going to buy you clothes. And bake for you."


    Brandon tried to say something, but Florence had already launched into a series of plans.


    "I need to arrange a formal welcome banquet for you. Maybe something intimate first¡ªjust close family and trusted vassals."


    "Then a grand ball for the rest of the nobility. Oh! We¡¯ll commission a custom uniform for you. One that blends Bleaufort tradition with your station as Herald¡ªEira, he¡¯d look gorgeous in a long navy coat, wouldn¡¯t he?"


    Eira again tried to shake Florence off Brandon "He is not your damn doll."


    Brandon gave a strangled laugh and finally leaned back into the couch, both amused and overwhelmed.


    Somehow, in less than an hour, he¡¯d gone from preparing for a hostile meeting... to being smothered by a noblewoman who was now determined to mother him.


    And as strange as it was... he didn¡¯t hate it.

 Chapter 94: Florence Bleaufort

    Chapter 94: Florence Bleaufort"I need to arrange a formal welcome banquet for you. Maybe something intimate first¡ªjust close family and trusted vassals."


    "Then a grand ball for the rest of the nobility. Oh! We¡¯ll commission a custom uniform for you. One that blends Bleaufort tradition with your station as Herald¡ªEira, he¡¯d look gorgeous in a long navy coat, wouldn¡¯t he?"


    Eira again tried to shake Florence off Brandon "He is not your damn doll."


    Hearing all of this, Brandon smiled wryly "There¡¯s... no need for all that."


    Florence blinked. "Hm?"


    Brandon looked at her warmly "The banquets, the parties, the formal announcements... it¡¯s generous. And I appreciate the thought. But I don¡¯t need all that."


    He turned his gaze to Eira, who was already watching him. "I just wanted to meet her mother and talk about our relationship. That¡¯s all."


    Florence opened her mouth, as if to object¡ªbut Eira beat her to it.


    "Move..." Eira shoved her mother aside with both hands, causing Florence to tumble back onto her own plush cushions.


    Eira then immediately turned and wrapped both arms tightly around Brandon, holding him close.


    She raised her ass, sitting on his lap as she brushed his cheek against his "As Brandon said, there is no need for that..."


    Florence groaned from the side, half-sprawled over her couch "You violent little brute! I¡¯m your mother, Eira! Is this how you treat me in front of your beloved? Shoving me away for a boy?"


    Eira just huffed and snuggled close to Brandon "Shut up."


    Brandon glanced at Florence, feeling a bit apologetic¡ªbut then something caught his eye and gaze flickered to Florence ¡¯is it really that?¡¯


    Hm? Florence also noticed his gaze on her lips and tilted her head in confusion "Why are you looking at my lips? Do you want a kiss from me, dear?"


    Huh? Eira turned her head to him and narrowed her gaze "Brandon?"


    EH? Brandon hurriedly shook his head "No, I mean.. when she speaks, I saw a faint glimmer on her tongue... uh."


    Florence couldn¡¯t help but giggle and closed her mouth with her palm "Oh dear, that¡¯s what you meant."


    Eira also realized and smiled dryly "Oh, that."


    Moving closer to Brandon, Florence opened her lips and let her tongue out.


    -_- Eira gave her a deadpan stare "You didn¡¯t have to show him like that, you weirdo. You could¡¯ve just said, ¡¯Yes, I have my Genesis mark on my tongue¡¯."


    Meanwhile, Brandon was utterly amazed by the genesis mark on her tongue "What the..."


    Snapping out of his surprise, he mumbled "That¡¯s... an interesting place to have Genesis mark." S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Florence retracted her tongue and nodded her head "I know, right? Unorthodox, I admit¡ªbut unforgettable. Especially when you learn how I used it."


    Brandon tilted his head. "Used it... how?"


    Hearing this, Florence cleared her throat and straightened herself up "It was a splendid Academic Peformance."


    Eira immediately facepalmed herself "Don¡¯t. Don¡¯t say that story again."


    Florence puffed up her chest proudly "Oh, but it was glorious! I sang. And my skill amplified my voice into a literal weapon. The acoustics of the auditorium were perfect. The energy pulsed through every syllable. The audience¡ªwept, I say. Wept."


    Brandon blinked, his mind trying to visualize this. "Wait... in opera?"


    Florence looked delighted that he caught on so quickly. "Yes!" she said, snapping her fingers and pointing at him.


    "Exactly! A full aria¡ª¡¯Lament of the Celestial Bride.¡¯ My tongue mark enhanced the harmonics in the song. The resonance created shockwaves timed perfectly with the crescendos. It was a performance that shook the walls... literally."


    Eira rolled her eyes and she spoke, her voice muffled in his shoulder "You accidentally shattered half the ceiling and traumatized the judges."


    Florence replied with a nonchalant shrug "They applauded anyway."


    "It¡¯s not my fault their barrier enchantments were subpar. A woman must never be blamed for being too powerful."


    Then, her eyes slowly drifted back toward Brandon¡¯s face, particularly to his lips, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.


    "But if you want," she said softly, leaning forward to him "you can kiss me too. Come here... chuu chuuu~"


    She puckered her lips exaggeratedly and leaned closer toward Brandon, making kissy noises, her hands delicately framing her cheeks like she was posing for a picture "One kiss from mama-in-law... mwah~!"


    Eh? Brandon was quite taken aback and blinked his eyes.


    But before Florence could get within striking range, Eira¡¯s hand shot out in a blur and pushed her mother¡¯s face away, holding her back at arm¡¯s length like a dog trying to lick strangers.


    "Why the hell would you want to kiss him? You¡¯re his mother-in-law!"


    "Mmrghff!" Florence protested with her face squished slightly by Eira¡¯s firm palm, but even then, her eyes sparkled with shameless humor.


    Once Eira finally let go, Florence leaned back and rubbed her cheeks.


    "Why?" she said with a small pout, adjusting her hair as if nothing unusual had happened.


    "We¡¯re family, aren¡¯t we? He¡¯s like a son to me. This is just a bit of skinship! Innocent affection!"


    She then grinned and raised her hands, squeezing her breasts "Or, does my precious new son want a little mama¡¯s milk? Eira drank so much of mama¡¯s milk growing up¡ªshe turned out lovely, didn¡¯t she?"


    Brandon gaze flickered to her cleavage and Eira hurriedly closed his eyes with her palms.


    "You damn drama whore, why are you seducing my boyfriend?" She growled at her mother.


    Florence tilted her head and looked at her daughter innocently "What do you mean, seducing? How dare you accuse me of such a thing?"


    "Isn¡¯t it normal for mothers to feed milk? Well, I don¡¯t lactate now.. so you can just suck on them for formality."


    "MOTHER??!!" Eira was embarrassed, and her cheeks turned red as she remembered Brandon sucking on her tits "S-Shut up.. you."


    Seeing the blush on her daughter¡¯s face, Florence¡¯s eyes sparkled and a knowing grin bloomed on her lips "Oh ho, what is this little blush I am seeing?"


    Eira flinched and Florence¡¯s grin widened.


    "I know that face," Florence sang.


    "That¡¯s not a ¡¯my mom is embarrassing me¡¯ blush. That¡¯s a ¡¯something spicy happened recently¡¯ blush. Oh, did he¡ª?"


    "MOTHER!"


    Eira took the cushion pillow and threw at her.


    Florence caught it with one hand and chuckled "Eira, darling, I¡¯m not judging¡ªyou¡¯re both young and beautiful. I¡¯d be more shocked if something hadn¡¯t happened."


    Brandon, still muffled behind Eira¡¯s hands, finally managed a weak chuckle.


    Eira peeked down at him and her voice turned gentle for a second "Are you okay?"


    "More or less," Brandon replied.


    "Good," she said, letting go of his face and turning to glare at her mother again.


    Florence placed one hand on her cheek and gave a wistful sigh "You know... if you¡¯d been born my son for real, I would¡¯ve spoiled you so much. Dresses, sweets, cuddles, naps in mama¡¯s lap... oh, and bedtime stories! I do excellent voices."


    Eira¡¯s eyes darkened "She says bedtime stories, but they were all tragic love stories where someone dies,"


    "Usually by dramatic poisoning or killing. And then she would cry at the end and say, ¡¯Such beautiful despair.¡¯"


    Florence let out a soft breath "They are beautiful! Tragedy touches the soul, my dear."


    Brandon slowly turned his head to Eira. "...I think I understand you a little better now."


    Eira sighed and leaned into him with a tired groan "God help me. This is what I escaped from."


    Florence clapped her hands, delighted. "Oh, you¡¯re bonding! That¡¯s lovely. But Brandon.. if you ever get tired of my daughter¡¯s terrible attitude, just remember: my arms are always open."


    "And my foot¡¯s about to be in your face," Eira growled, pulling Brandon protectively close, as if shielding him from further motherly assault.


    But Florence only smiled and winked, lounging back on her side of the couch with a sigh of satisfaction.


    "Ah, it¡¯s so nice to have family over. Truly, my life is complete."


    Brandon with his head now resting lightly against Eira¡¯s, let out a quiet, resigned laugh.


    Complete chaos. Unfiltered nobility.


    A little too much affection. And yet... somehow, in all that madness, he felt warm.


    Maybe being part of Eira¡¯s world wasn¡¯t so bad after all.

 Chapter 95: Finally, some time to breathe

    Chapter 95: Finally, some time to breathe-_-


    Brandon sat on the couch while Eira and Florence were hugging him from each side, trying to pull him.


    The tension between mother and daughter crackled.


    And Brandon?


    Brandon was the poor soul trapped between two swirling tempests of womanhood, barely keeping himself from combusting from awkwardness.


    "Mom. He¡¯s my boyfriend. Stop clinging to him. We¡¯re going back to my room."


    Florence didn¡¯t move an inch.


    In fact, she only clung tighter, her nails gently tapping against Brandon¡¯s sleeve as if she was trying to hypnotize him into staying.


    Her cheek rested comfortably against his shoulder, "Nooo~ He¡¯s my son, now. I like him. He¡¯s handsome, polite, smells nice, and he hasn¡¯t judged me once. That¡¯s more than I can say for you, little gremlin."


    "Gremlin?!" Eira¡¯s voice cracked in anger.


    Florence gave her a sideways glance. "A cute gremlin. But a gremlin nonetheless."


    Brandon blinked slowly, trying his best to pretend he wasn¡¯t caught in a noblewoman tug-of-war. "Uh..."


    Florence ignored him and turned to coo sweetly at him, "Come with me, dear. Let me show you the estate¡ªthe western wing has all my paintings and awards."


    "There is a five-meter statue of me near the fountain. I will show you that."


    Eira clenched her teeth and hugged Brandon even tighter, pulling him slightly toward her side of the couch. "Well, I¡¯m his girlfriend. And I¡¯m taking him back to my room. You¡¯ve traumatized him enough for one day."


    "No, no, no," Florence said sweetly, pulling him back.


    "He needs to understand the depth of our family¡¯s lineage. You can¡¯t just tie him up in your bedroom all day¡ªhe¡¯s a man of intellect and culture. Right, dear?"


    Brandon, caught between their opposing gravitational pulls, spoke softly "I... don¡¯t mind either..."


    "Stop being neutral!" Eira shouted.


    "Don¡¯t force him to pick sides!" Florence said at the same time, pouting.


    The two women glared at each other over his lap.


    Brandon looked between them slowly, feeling more like a decorative pillow than a human being. "Um... should I... get up?"


    "NO," both of them snapped in unison, each tightening their grip on him possessively.


    He leaned back a little, utterly resigned to his fate. "Okay."


    Florence turned her head, "Eira, dear, don¡¯t you want him to know the family? I could show him the greenhouse too. It¡¯s where I grow a rare rose, so rare the Church once tried to steal clippings."


    The tugging resumed.


    Eira tried to pry his hand away from Florence¡¯s grip, and Florence retaliated by pulling his head toward her shoulder like he was a sleepy toddler needing rest.


    Eira narrowed her eyes. "If you want a son so badly, go adopt one."


    Florence laughed softly. "Why bother when you already bring home such a delightful one?"


    "Okay, that¡¯s it!" Eira suddenly lunged, lifting Brandon from the couch in one smooth motion.


    "We¡¯re going. Goodbye, scandalous mother. Go flirt with a statue."


    As she began to move toward the door while pulling Brandon with her, Florence stood from the couch, placing a hand over her chest as if heartbroken. "You¡¯ll come back when you want to see my Hall of Excellence!"


    "I¡¯ll burn it!" Eira shouted over her shoulder. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon, being half-carried by Eira down the hallway, looked back helplessly at the noblewoman waving at him with a dazzling smile.


    "Don¡¯t worry, dear!" Florence called. "I¡¯ll have the chefs make your favorite dinner... do you like roasted duck? Or something more sensual?"


    Eira didn¡¯t look back. She kicked the door shut behind her with a slam.


    Florence sighed wistfully, returning to the couch and taking a slow sip from her wineglass.


    "...They grow up so fast," she murmured, smiling to herself.


    "But at least she picked well."


    ---


    Eira pulled him along the marble hallways, quickly reaching her room, and kicked the door open.


    Entering the room, Eira quickly closed the door and turned to hug him.


    "Brandon..."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze softened, and he returned her hug, his hands finding her waist.


    He gently patted her back and looked around at the room "You have a nice room..."


    Eira blushed faintly and nodded her head "Thanks."


    Pulling back from the hug, she looked up at him "You can stay here for a while and we can go downstairs for lunch later."


    She stepped away and took his hand for a moment, guiding him to the edge of her bed. The mattress dipped softly as he sat, and the warmth of the nearby hearth gave the space a cozy, private feel.


    "You can rest here; I am changing clothes."


    He watched her walk across the room to her wardrobe and she retrieved a soft, oversized t-shirt and a pair of loose cotton shorts.


    As she began to remove her clothes, she stopped and looked back at Brandon.


    Seeing him staring at her, a soft blush painted across her face.


    But she didn¡¯t shy away and turned her back to him, her hands moving to the buttons of her blouse.


    Slowly, she began to undo them.


    The blouse slipped from her shoulders, and then her skirt was folded neatly onto a nearby chair, leaving her standing in a matching set of underwear.


    She turned back a little and gave him a sultry pose "What do you think?"


    Brandon¡¯s gaze wandered to her curves, to the soft swell of her chest, her hips and ass "Yeah, you look great."


    She turned around and her eyes briefly flickered down to hide the pleased smile tugging at the corners of her lips.


    Despite her earlier boldness, his response made her blush deepen, and she quickly reached for the t-shirt and pulled it over her head.


    The oversized fabric fell past her hips, the sleeves brushing her elbows, making her look smaller.


    Then she put on the shorts, and ran her fingers through her hair to loosen it from the collar.


    She looked up at him again and made her way back to the bed.


    "You didn¡¯t even pretend to look away," she teased, slipping beside him.


    "I didn¡¯t want to," he replied honestly.


    Eira gave a small, satisfied huff and nudged him with her shoulder.


    Then, almost shyly, she leaned her head on his arm and let out a content sigh.


    "I like it when you¡¯re honest like that," she said quietly.


    At this time, a sudden knock was heard on the door, startling them.


    Eira raised an eyebrow "Who is it?"


    "Hehe, who else other than your dear mom?"


    -_- Eira¡¯s lips twitched in irritation "Leave, you bitch."


    Outside the door, Florence pouted her lips and spoke "Now, don¡¯t be rude. I came for very, very important stuff."

 Chapter 96: Something very important

    Chapter 96: Something very important-_- "Leave, you bitch."


    Florence sighed dramatically "Eiraaa. That¡¯s no way to speak to the woman who birthed you, clothed you, raised you, taught you how to braid your hair."


    "Anyway, I came here for a very, very important stuff."


    Brandon blinked, exchanging a confused look with Eira. "Important?"


    "I don¡¯t trust her," Eira muttered.


    "But if I don¡¯t open the door, she¡¯s going to try climbing through the window next."


    With an exaggerated huff, she stood up and walked to the door before opening it.


    Florence stood there with a dazzling smile, holding a tape measure looped around her neck, a pen tucked behind one ear, and a small leather notebook in hand.


    "Ta-da!" she beamed. "Time to take Brandon¡¯s measurements."


    Eira blinked. "For what? Why?"


    Florence busted into the room "Of course, to buy him clothes, I want his accurate measurements, so I can buy clothes."


    Eira¡¯s lips twitched in frustration "You just want an excuse to touch him? Don¡¯t you?"


    Florence didn¡¯t deny it.


    Instead, she turned to Brandon with an innocent expression. "Shirt off, please."


    Brandon coughed. "...what?"


    "Come on, dear, I need accurate measurements," she said, twirling the measuring tape around her fingers.


    He hesitated for a second, glancing at Eira.


    She glared at her mother "Fine. But I¡¯m watching you."


    "Oh no," Florence smirked, "how terrifying."


    Eira crossed her arms. "You should be scared. I know where you keep your wine stash."


    Florence¡¯s eyes narrowed "You wouldn¡¯t dare."


    "Try me."


    Brandon, caught in the middle of their verbal sparring, gave a chuckle and awkwardly tugged his shirt over his head, revealing a toned chest and defined arms that immediately drew Florence¡¯s attention.


    Eira¡¯s eyes widened slightly looking at the genesis mark on his chest ¡¯So that¡¯s where his genesis mark is..¡¯


    Florence also noticed it and smiled in her heart.


    Before he could even set the shirt aside, Florence pounced... literally.


    She closed the distance in a heartbeat and wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug that pressed her curvaceous figure against his bare torso.


    "Oh, dear, you have such a good body," she murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry purr as she snuggled closer, her cheek brushing against his chest.


    Her hands slid up his back and her fingers splayed over his shoulder blades before drifting lower to her waist. S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She rubbed herself against him shamelessly and she swayed her lips, her breasts pressing firmly against his ribs.


    Brandon froze as he tried to process the sudden onslaught. "Uh... Florence..."


    Eira hurriedly grabbed Florence¡¯s waist and pulled her back "You whore, just take his measurements and leave."


    Florence stumbled slightly but caught herself, letting go of Brandon with a dramatic pout. "Ok, ok..."


    Brandon smiled dryly, seeing their antics.


    Rubbing her ass, Florence looped the tape around his shoulders to measure.


    "Hm. Broad. Good symmetry. Trim waist. Not bad at all," she murmured as her hands slid from shoulder to arm, pressing the tape in place with far more care than was perhaps necessary.


    Brandon was quite embarrassed as her fingers caressed his chest "Uhm..."


    "Oh hush, I¡¯m a professional," Florence said airily.


    "A professional pervert," Eira muttered under her breath.


    Florence ignored her and bent forward, wrapping the tape around Brandon¡¯s torso.


    Her head was very close to his chest now.


    "Hold your breath for a second," she instructed, casually planting one hand on his chest side to steady him. "Mmhmm... excellent."


    "Mother."


    "Yes, sweetie?"


    "Your hand is still on his abs."


    "Oh? So it is. Purely for artistic reference."


    "Your thumb is circling."


    "That¡¯s how you get precise curvature measurements."


    Florence gave a very unapologetic smile and wrote something in her notebook.


    Eira groaned and plopped onto the bed with her face in her hands. "I can¡¯t believe I have to share a bloodline with this woman."


    Florence hummed, crouching to measure his inseam next. "Oh, I¡¯m just doing my sacred duty as a loving mother."


    Brandon, still flustered, stood frozen like a statue while Eira peeked at him from between her fingers.


    Florence stood up and twirled the tape measure again. "I¡¯ve got what I need... for now."


    She winked at Brandon, "But I¡¯ll be back to check the fit of those clothes. Can¡¯t have anything too tight... or too loose."


    "Out!" Eira shouted, pointing at the door. "Take your notebook and your creepy hands and go!"


    Florence sighed, tucking the pen back behind her ear "Fine, fine."


    She blew him a kiss before walking to the door, and paused just long enough to throw a teasing grin at Eira "You¡¯re welcome, by the way."


    As the door closed, Brandon just sighed and walked back to sit on the bed.


    Eira raised her gaze to look at his shirtless body and a soft blush spread across her cheeks.


    "C¡¯mere." She got down and pushed him onto the bed.


    "Eira?"


    With a smile, he got on the bed and sat on his stomach, straddling her legs on both of his sides.


    Her weight settled onto him, her thighs clamping around his, and Brandon¡¯s hands instinctively landed on her hips as she pinned him in place.


    She leaned down, her hair falling around them like a curtain as she captured his lips in a kiss.


    Brandon kissed her back and gently sucked her lips as his hands tightened on her waist, pulling her closer.


    Eira¡¯s fingers threaded through his hair, tugging lightly as she pressed herself against him, her body molding to his.


    When she finally pulled back, both of them were breathing a little harder with their foreheads resting together as they shared a quiet, intimate smile.


    She sucked on his lips again and trailed her lips lower, kissing his neck.


    Brandon sighed into her kiss and she lowered her head to his chest as her gaze fell on his genesis mark.


    "Its.. gorgeous."


    Brandon just chuckled and their bodies tangled naturally, legs intertwining as Eira pressed herself closer.


    He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her tighter, the warmth of her body seeping into his as they melted into the cuddle.


    Brandon¡¯s free hand wandered, tracing lazy patterns along her lower back as his fingers dipped under the waistband of her shorts without hesitation.


    The fabric was loose, giving him easy access, and he slid his hand further, slipping directly into her panties to cup the curve of her ass.


    His palm pressed against her smooth skin and he gave a gentle squeeze, earning a soft hum from Eira.


    "Getting bold..." she teased, her voice muffled against his chest, but she didn¡¯t pull away and snuggled closer, her hips shifting slightly to press her ass into his hand.


    Brandon smiled, his fingers kneading her flesh, savoring the way she fit so perfectly against him.


    His hand roamed freely, squeezing one cheek, then the other.


    She tightened her arm around him, her fingers digging into his back as they cuddled tighter.


    Their bodies were flush now, no space left between them.


    Brandon¡¯s hand stayed inside her panties as he stroked her ass slowly, almost absentmindedly.


    Eira¡¯s leg hooked over his, pulling him even nearer, and she let out a contented sigh, her lips brushing his throat.


    "Your ass cheeks are so soft..." He muttered, giving her a tight squeeze and she chuckled into his arms.


    "Mhmmm.."

 Chapter 97: In the dinner table [1]

    Chapter 97: In the dinner table [1]The midday sun poured through the tall glass windows of the Bleaufort estate¡¯s grand dining hall, filling the room with a warm, golden brilliance.


    Brandon sat at the head of the table with two beautiful women on both sides.


    On his left, Florence and on his right, Eira was sitting.


    A quiet knock signaled the arrival of lunch.


    A line of uniformed servants entered, bearing platters and silver domes.


    One by one, they unveiled the dishes filling the air with the rich aromas. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    There was roasted duck lacquered with a glistening glaze of fruit and honey, its skin browned to a crisp perfection.


    A saffron and almond rice dish accompanied it.


    In another dish, slow-braised beef shank sat atop a bed of wild herbs and root vegetables, steam rising gently from the still-bubbling sauce.


    Seafood was not forgotten¡ªthere was a chilled platter of lemon-garlic marinated prawns, and fish slices seared in a white wine reduction.


    Grilled mushrooms stuffed with soft cheeses and roasted pepper filled a silver tray to the brim.


    Fresh bread in a variety of shapes and textures arrived nestled in linen-lined baskets, accompanied by whipped herb butter, smoked salt, and crushed olive oil dip.


    Decanters of chilled fruit nectar and Bleaufort vintage wine were placed within reach.


    After laying out the spread, the head maid bowed respectfully. "Enjoy your meal, Lady Bleaufort, Lady Eira, Lord Brandon."


    With that, the staff exited in seamless formation, leaving the three alone in the grand, sunlit chamber.


    Brandon looked around at the lavish dishes and smiled faintly "This is lunch?"


    Florence smiled sweetly and leaned a little toward him "You¡¯re in the Bleaufort estate now, darling. This is how we treat honored guests. Or in your case..."


    Her gaze flickered to his lips. "Future family."


    Eira shot her mother a sharp side glance. "Don¡¯t flirt over food, Mother. It¡¯s unbecoming."


    Florence ignored her completely and plucked a slice of fish with her fork, placing it neatly onto Brandon¡¯s plate. "Eat up. A man needs his strength¡ªespecially when he is beside such a strong woman."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and nodded his head "Thanks. Everything smells amazing."


    Florence¡¯s fork hovered in the air for a moment and took a thin slice of seared fish.


    She turned slightly, angling it toward Brandon with a smile "Open wide, dear... say ¡¯aah¡¯ "


    Brandon chuckled softly. "Alright, alright..." he leaned slightly toward her and accepted the bite as the tender fish melted against his tongue with a delicate balance of herbs and white wine.


    "Mm," he gave a small nod of appreciation. "That¡¯s really good."


    Florence smiled happily as if she¡¯d personally prepared it. "Isn¡¯t it? I always make sure the kitchen knows how to please the palate."


    Her hand lingered near his mouth just a second longer and her fingers brushed lightly against his chin as she drew back the fork with care "You¡¯re so well-mannered, Brandon."


    "Mother," Eira said dryly, scooping a forkful of saffron rice and holding it out, "You¡¯re not the only one with hands and utensils, you know."


    Florence gave a soft laugh as Eira turned to Brandon with an expectant look. "Here."


    Brandon glanced at her, then leaned toward the rice with a soft smile. "Thanks."


    As Brandon chewed the rice, Florence leaned her chin onto her palm, elbow propped on the table, gazing at him with lazy satisfaction. "What a lucky young man... two beautiful women feeding him like a prince."


    "You say that like he isn¡¯t my boyfriend," Eira muttered, reaching for another dish.


    Florence just grinned and reached for a prawn. "Details, details."


    Without breaking her rhythm, she plucked the shrimp, gently dipped it in a bowl of lemon-garlic sauce, and offered it once more to Brandon. "Here, dear. Don¡¯t let her jealousy get in the way of good food."


    Brandon paused, glancing between them with an amused smile, then leaned forward again and accepted the shrimp.


    The moment his lips closed around it, Florence¡¯s eyes sparkled "You eat so obediently. That¡¯s very attractive in a man," she teased.


    Eira rolled her eyes but copied the motion, this time offering him a small, perfectly sliced piece of duck. "Ignore her."


    "Oh, sweetheart, jealousy ages you. You should be glowing like me." Florence winked, then turned again to Brandon.


    "Tell me, darling, what kind of clothes do you like? Casual, formal? Or maybe something tighter.. form-fitting, to show off that lovely waist of yours?"


    Brandon smiled awkwardly as he reached for his glass. "I, uh... haven¡¯t thought about it much."


    "You should let me dress you sometime," Florence murmured, pouring him a glass of chilled nectar.


    Looking at Eira, she spoke "Don¡¯t you think Brandon would look lovely in white silk? Or maybe a fitted suit with blue trim... something that matches those eyes of yours."


    "Your wish.." Brandon smiled, brushing his fingers along his napkin before reaching for the carved serving spoon and a plate of braised root vegetables.


    "Well, I can¡¯t be the only one getting spoiled here."


    Florence raised an eyebrow curiously "Oh?"


    Eira looked at him with slight suspicion "Hm?"


    Brandon took a slice of glazed carrot and turned to Florence. "Say ¡¯ahh,¡¯ Florence."


    Florence blinked in surprise then she grinned, clearly pleased.


    She fluttered her lashes and leaned slightly toward him. "Yes, dear..."


    Florence opened her mouth and accepted the offering.


    She bit down slowly, savoring it in the most exaggeratedly sensual way possible. "Mmm. Tender, sweet, and just the right touch of salt. You¡¯ve got a good hand, darling."


    "I didn¡¯t cook it," Brandon replied with a small laugh, but she waved the comment away.


    "It¡¯s the gesture that counts."


    Eira crossed her arms and her eyes narrowed slightly "Fine. If we¡¯re doing this, then come here too, Brandon."


    Brandon turned, only to see her holding a small cube of soft cheese, nestled on a sliver of roasted mushroom. "You¡¯d better be fair. I¡¯m not letting my boyfriend flirt-feed my mom without some compensation."


    He smiled and nodded his head "Understood."


    She leaned in closer, and he opened his mouth slightly to accept the bite.


    As soon as the fork passed his lips, she pulled it back, brushing the edge of her fingers against his chin "You¡¯re mine, remember that."


    Florence made a dramatic sound and fanned herself with a napkin "Good heavens, what have I walked in on? Young love and territorial claims at the dinner table."


    Eira stabbed a grape from the fruit platter and popped it into her own mouth. "You¡¯re lucky I haven¡¯t dragged you out by your hair yet."


    "Oh, come now," Florence said, feigning innocence.


    "Why waste time fighting when we can share the joy of such fine company?"


    Brandon, trying not to laugh with food still in his mouth, reached across the table again, this time plucking a bit of flaky white fish.


    He glanced between the two before offering it.. first to Florence, who smiled, and then immediately to Eira.


    With a slight cough, Brandon spoke "You both get a turn. Equality."


    Florence leaned in and accepted her bite first, smiling at how close their faces briefly became.


    Her lips lingered near his fingers, and she murmured, "You¡¯re making it very hard not to fall for you, dear."


    Eira groaned under her breath "You are my boyfriend, but you are favoring my mom."


    He then turned to her, holding the fish again, and she took the bite.


    Her eyes softened looking into his blue eyes "Thanks, boyfriend."


    Florence sighed again and leaned her head against Brandon¡¯s shoulder, just lightly enough to test if he would let her. "You¡¯re such a lovely young man. Good manners, a kind heart, an appetite..."


    "...and taken." Eira reminded pointedly, tapping the edge of her fork against her plate.


    "Oh, hush," Florence said, turning her eyes upward in thought.


    "When you grow older, you learn that nothing in life is ever truly ¡¯taken.¡¯ Everything is negotiable."


    Brandon nearly choked on his sip of nectar. "That¡¯s..."


    Florence patted his chest gently, "Don¡¯t worry, darling. I won¡¯t steal you. I¡¯ll just borrow you from time to time. Eira doesn¡¯t need you all to herself."


    "I do, actually," Eira replied instantly, grabbing the bread basket and ripping into a piece of flatbread like it personally offended her.


    Brandon laughed, glancing between the two of them and decided to tease Eira a bit.


    He turned to Florence and spoke "Well, I don¡¯t mind if it¡¯s a beautiful lady like Florence."


    Eira stopped chewing mid-bite "Huh?"


    Florence placed a hand delicately over her chest "Oh my, Brandon, you are going to make this old lady blush."


    Seeing this, Eira¡¯s jaw dropped "Brandon, why are you swaying towards her?"


    Florence sighed dramatically and rested her hand against Brandon¡¯s upper arm, fingers lingering as if she had every right to be there.


    "Don¡¯t be such a jealous little thing, Eira. You have him all the time. I¡¯m only borrowing him for a lunch. One delightful, well-mannered lunch."


    "That¡¯s not how this works!" Eira hissed. "That¡¯s not how anything works!"


    Brandon, hiding his grin behind his wine glass, glanced toward Florence and added with mock regret, "Honestly, if you keep being this charming, Florence, I might start thinking I¡¯ve been dating the wrong Bleaufort."


    Florence blushed faintly and her eyelashes flutteres "Heavens, boy! You do know how to flatter a woman."


    Eira made a strangled sound and pointed an accusing finger at Brandon. "You¡¯re not dating my mother."


    Florence leaned toward Eira and whispered "You really should share him a little more."


    "I will not!" Eira snapped, standing halfway out of her seat.


    "He¡¯s mine! I¡¯m not going to just let you co-parent my boyfriend!"


    Brandon nearly coughed on his drink.


    Florence blinked in amusement. "Oh my. ¡¯Co-parent¡¯? Is that what we¡¯re doing now?"


    Eira sat back down with a flustered huff as her cheeks bloomed with the most vibrant red Brandon had seen on her "I¡¯m just saying¡ªthis is weird, alright? You two ganging up on me like I¡¯m the third wheel at my own lunch!"


    Florence gave her an amused glance and leaned ever so slightly closer to Brandon. "To be fair, you did start by being stingy. Sharing is a virtue, Eira."


    "Then go find a virtue somewhere else," Eira grumbled. "Stop virtue-signaling over my boyfriend."


    Brandon chuckled, finally taking pity on her.


    He reached over, gently squeezed her hand where it rested beside her plate, and gave her a warm smile "I was just teasing you."


    Eira pouted her lips and looked away "That was a bad tease..."


    Florence laughed brightly, raising her wine glass as she declared "To family meals, and to shared boyfriends. Cheers!"


    "No!" Eira shot back instantly.

 Chapter 98: In the dinner table [2]

    Chapter 98: In the dinner table [2]Florence set her wine glass down before turning her eyes back to Brandon "Well then, I think you will allow me to resume doting on you, darling."


    Brandon glanced sideways at Eira, who was chewing her duck and then turned back to Florence with an amused smile.


    "Of course, anything for Lady Florence."


    Florence¡¯s eyelashes fluttered "Such manners. Such devotion. You¡¯re far too precious for one girl to keep all to herself."


    She leaned forward slightly as she speared a roasted mushroom stuffed with cheese and herbs. "Here... open wide."


    Brandon made a show of hesitating, glancing once more at Eira like a guilty child about to accept forbidden candy.


    Eira didn¡¯t even look up and continued eating her food.


    Florence laughed softly. "Don¡¯t worry. She won¡¯t bite... not until after dinner."


    Brandon opened his mouth, and Florence delicately fed him the mushroom.


    He chewed slowly, then gave a sigh of pleasure. "That¡¯s amazing," he said, licking a bit of cheese from the corner of his lip.


    Florence reached out and pinched his cheek softly "You are such a good boy."


    He laughed, clearly enjoying himself, and reached for the bread basket.


    He tore off a piece of soft bread, dipped it in herb butter, and offered it back to her.


    "Here..."


    Florence opened her mouth to accept the bread and just as her lips were about to close over it, she paused.


    A tiny bead of melted butter begun to trail down his finger.


    She reached up and grasped his wrist with her slender fingers, holding him in place.


    Brandon blinked, watching her as she leaned in just a little further.


    Then she stuck out her tongue and collected the melting butter with a slow lick.


    Brandon froze for a half second, blinking in surprise.


    Florence released his wrist with a pleased hum and finally took the bread into her mouth, chewing with casual elegance.


    Brandon slowly glanced over at Eira, who was not watching them now.


    He moved a little closer to Florence and whispered "I think I am making her angry..."


    With a chuckle, Florence replied "Maybe..." S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ---


    The Bleaufort estate sprawled like a dream along the coastline, its grand terraces flowing down in steps toward the cliffs where the sea greeted the sky.


    Gilded lanterns swayed gently from iron posts, casting soft amber light over the cobbled pathways.


    After lunch, Brandon and Eira decided to take a short walk along the pathway watching the sea at the distance.


    Brandon glanced at Eira, who was hugging his arm and walking beside him "You are silent. Are you still mad that I acted close with your mother?"


    Hearing this, Eira shook her head as the wind ruffled her hair "No, I think... maybe after a long while, my mom enjoyed a proper meal."


    Hm? Brandon was quite confused "What do you mean? You are so rich.. why wouldn¡¯t she have a proper meal everyday?"


    With a soft sigh, Eira spoke "You remember the genesis mark on her tongue, right? When she awakened, she lost her sense of taste because of that..."


    Huh? Brandon blinked in surprise "She.. can¡¯t taste anything?"


    With a shake of her head, she replied "No matter what she eats, it tastes bland to her."


    "No flavors. Just... texture. Warm or cold. Soft or crispy. But no sweetness, no salt, no spice."


    She looked up at him, her voice tinged with a quiet sadness "Imagine eating your favorite food and having it taste like nothing. Day after day. Year after year."


    His eyes trembled slightly as he remembered her taking bites from his hand with a delightful face, as if she enjoyed every bite of her food.


    "She never complains," Eira went on, gently tugging him forward so they could keep walking.


    "...but I know it bothers her. It used to drive her mad when I was little."


    "She would cook or have chefs prepare these elaborate meals, and she¡¯d just smile and say it was good. But I know she is just lying."


    They walked a little farther along the stone path, the wind gently pulling at Eira¡¯s hair as it slipped over her ears.


    Looking at the seas, Eira muttered "That¡¯s why she chews gum all the time. Mint, fruit, whatever. Not for the taste. For the sensation. It keeps her distracted."


    His gaze lowered "So... the lunch earlier."


    Eira met his gaze with a smile "She was smiling the whole time. Laughing. Teasing. Feeding someone. Being fed. For once, the act of eating was... emotional again. Not just to feed her stomach."


    Brandon¡¯s chest tightened a little.


    He remembered the gleam in Florence¡¯s eyes and the softness of her smiles as she teased him.


    "She¡¯s a difficult woman," Eira said softly, almost as if admitting it to herself.


    "Too charming for her own good. A little too bold. But under it all, she¡¯s someone who¡¯s been missing things she can¡¯t even name. Things most people take for granted."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze softened gently "I am glad I could give her a good moment."


    They stopped at a small alcove overlooking the sea with the stone bench framed by tall swaying grass and delicate wildflowers.


    Eira sat down, pulling him gently beside her.


    Leaning on his shoulder, she muttered "I love to come here and watch the scenery."


    Brandon nodded his head "Hmm, it looks beautiful."


    However, the peace didn¡¯t last long as they heard a rhythmic clatter of small wheels against stone.


    Brandon turned his head and around the curve of the garden path, Florence appeared.


    She is now wearing a summer dress.


    Behind her, a young maid dutifully pushed a silver-topped service trolley¡ªan elaborate, multi-tiered affair with glass dishes.


    The trolley gave off faint clinks and jingles as its contents shifted slightly with each turn of the wheels.


    Reaching them, Florence smiled gently "Well, well, I had a feeling I¡¯d find you two here."


    She dismissed the maid with a wave of her hand "Thank you, Mila. That will be all."


    The maid gave a polite bow and turned to leave, with the trolley now parked just a few feet away from the stone bench.


    Florence placed a hand on her hip and looked at them "Don¡¯t you look picturesque?"


    "You two are sitting there like the closing scene of a romantic opera."


    Brandon chuckled lightly. "We were just watching the sea."


    "Yes, well, the sea is very romantic if you don¡¯t mind the wind ruining your hair," she said before moving to open one of the serving dish covers.


    Eira finally spoke, "What are you doing here with a trolley full of... whatever that is?"


    Florence raised an eyebrow "Dessert, of course."


    "I had the chef prepare a few favorites¡ªalmond tartlets, rose-petal pudding, caramel-sea salt shortbread..."


    She trailed off, lifting a domed lid to reveal an excellent arrangement of colorful delicacies.


    Florence turned her attention back to Brandon, "Care for a bite, darling? Or shall we resume our earlier arrangement? I did enjoy feeding you."


    With a smile, he patted the space beside him "Can¡¯t say no to a lady, right?"


    Florence pushed the trolley in front of them and sat on the bench beside him as she took a tiny tartlet filled with golden custard and topped with glazed strawberries "Now open wide."


    He leaned forward and accepted the tartlet from her delicate fingers.


    It crumbled lightly in his mouth.


    Florence let out a pleased hum. "Perfect. You even chew prettily."


    She took a thin triangle of shortbread dipped in lavender icing and handed it to Brandon again, but this time, he reached out and gently took her hand instead, guiding it slightly closer to her lips.


    "Florence, it would be rude if I didn¡¯t return the favor."


    With a giggle, she accepted it and chewed on it "Mhmm... it tastes so good."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s eyes trembled for a second as he looked at the delight in her eyes.


    He knew she is faking it but the enjoyment she shows didn¡¯t seem fake, and so he continued feeding her.

 Chapter 99: Let鈥檚 play

    Chapter 99: Let¡¯s playEira¡¯s lips twitched in frustration as she stared at the polished plaque on the door that shows the name¡ªBrandon Kael.


    Right beside it, across the narrow hallway, another door had a familiar crest delicately embossed in gold: the room of Florence Bleaufort herself.


    "Why the hell is the room you arranged for him is beside your room?"


    "As his girlfriend, his room should be beside mine or he¡¯ll just have to stay in my bedroom."


    Florence just shrugged casually "Well, darling, I just thought it would be practical to keep my son-in-law close."


    She smiled sweetly and opened the door "Now stop fretting and come inside. Brandon, dear¡ªthis way."


    She reached out and grabbed Brandon¡¯s arm before pulling him into the room.


    Looking at the big room, Brandon smiled "Wow, looks great."


    The room was vast, warmly lit by a chandelier. Ocean-blue drapes framed the wide windows, beyond which the sea glittered under the fading sun.


    Cream-white and navy blue silk bedding stretched across a king-sized bed with soft velvet cushions.


    Florence just smiled, seeing his pleased expression "Oh, its nothing."


    Then she led him toward one of the tall, lacquered wardrobes built into the far wall.


    With a dramatic flourish, she opened the doors.


    Inside the wardrobe, it is filled with lots of clothes.


    Brandon blinked "Did you... order all of this today?"


    Behind them, Eira finally walked in and stared at the wardrobe "I¡¯m honestly surprised you managed to get all of this within a few hours. Were there vendors just parked in the estate basement?"


    Florence chuckled lightly, "Oh, darling. You underestimate the power of my name and my wallet. A few calls, and voil¨¤."


    Eira shook her head helplessly and Brandon just smiled dryly as he liked getting spoiled like this.


    Then as if remembering something, Florence spoke "oh yeah, after evening.. we can play."


    ---


    The sun had already begun its slow descent behind the horizon, casting the sky in soft amber and dusky rose as waves lapped gently against the shoreline.


    Gilded torches flickered to life along the stone path leading down to the shore.


    Eira sat under a wide parasol with her long legs stretched out across a chaise lounge.


    A pair of oversized sunglasses shaded her eyes, and a chilled glass of passionfruit spritz was beside her.


    She barely sipped it as she was too preoccupied scrolling through her phone with her thumb flicking through a stream of messages and curated articles.


    Nearby, the sound of feathers slicing through the air was heard with the soft thwack of a shuttlecock connecting with a racket.


    "Point for me again, dear!" Florence¡¯s voice rang out.


    She stood on the sand barefoot with her hair loosely tied into a trailing braid that swayed with every movement.


    Her outfit was a playful yet elegant beach ensemble: a flowing white wrap and a halter-style swim top, highlighting the graceful lines of her body.


    With a chuckle, she raised her racket for another serve.


    They are playing badminton right now.


    Across the sandy court stood Brandon, who was wearing a light beach shirt in pale blue and a pair of well-fitted shorts that revealed his toned calves.


    His hair was tousled from the salty wind, and his cheeks were faintly flushed... not just from the exertion, but from laughing far too often.


    "I wasn¡¯t ready," he called back, shielding his eyes and smiling as the shuttlecock arced toward him again.


    "You never are," Florence teased.


    She served again with effortless grace and the shuttle slashed through the air instantly.


    Brandon jumped forward and tried to hit it back to her court but failed miserably and missed the shuttle.


    Eira didn¡¯t even look up. She took a sip of her drink.


    "Point again!" Florence cheered, twirling her racket with the satisfaction of a woman who knew she was winning.


    Brandon groaned in playful frustration, bending to retrieve the shuttlecock "Are you sure you haven¡¯t played professionally?"


    "I dabbled," Florence replied airily, flipping her braid over her shoulder.


    "Not surprising," Brandon muttered but then he smiled. "You¡¯re pretty intimidating with a racket."


    Florence laughed and walked closer, brushing sand from her leg. "You flatter me. But keep going¡ªI play better when I¡¯m adored."


    From the chaise, Eira gave an exaggerated sigh. "He plays worse when he¡¯s distracted," she murmured to herself.


    Florence gestured for Brandon to serve this time.


    He did and launched the shuttle into the air with surprising strength.


    Florence¡¯s eyes glittered, and she lunged, her bare feet kicking up a puff of sand as she met the birdie midair and sent it sailing back across the invisible line.


    *phlack*


    ¡¯Shit..¡¯ Brandon cursed under his breath and darted forward, diving to hit back the shuttlecock.


    He stumbled slightly, caught his balance, and managed to strike it... though it wobbled and fell to the side.


    "Terrible," Eira muttered, taking another sip.


    Florence laughed and placed her hands on her hips. "Don¡¯t let her demoralize you, Brandon. She¡¯s just bitter she isn¡¯t playing."


    Eira shook her head "I¡¯m fine watching. I¡¯m enjoying the show." S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon, panting slightly, looked over at her "Care to join, Eira? I could use backup against your mom. 2 vs 1."


    Florence clutched her heart as if she was heartbroken "Traitor. You want to team up against me?"


    Brandon raised his hands in mock surrender. "I mean, you¡¯re beating me ten¨Cnothing. I¡¯m desperate."


    Florence only smiled and tossed her hair. "And that desperation is adorable."


    Eira groaned and slid down lower into her seat, pulling her sunglasses further over her eyes.


    "Ugh. He is becoming a part of her theater troupe."


    Brandon returned to his position on the sandy court and brushed the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand.


    A light breeze teased the hem of Brandon¡¯s loose beach shirt as he flexed his fingers and prepared for the next serve.


    "Come now, darling," Florence purred, "don¡¯t hold back on me."


    Brandon smiled, pushing his hair back, and then served.


    The shuttlecock zipped across the short court, but Florence was quick.


    She pivoted with an effortless grace, her bare feet kicking up sand as she returned it with a satisfying pop.


    The rally resumed... clumsy, cheerful, and full of exaggerated dives, fumbled smacks, and bursts of laughter.


    Brandon slipped more than once on the uneven sand, and Florence always rushed forward to help him up.


    More than once, she "accidentally" bumped into him as they both ran toward a shot.


    "Haa..." After a long rally, Brandon lost another point and took deep breaths. "Huff..."


    Florence walked to him and brushed his hair "You look so charming when you¡¯re breathless."


    From her lounge chair just a few meters away, Eira slowly lifted her sunglasses.


    Her lips parted slightly as she caught the way her mother leaned toward Brandon and how Brandon¡¯s smile had that too-pleased lilt to it.


    Florence, of course, noticed her daughter¡¯s gaze.


    With a perfectly innocent smile, she glanced over her shoulder, and gave a subtle smirk before returning to the game.


    That one expression said everything... ¡¯Yes, I see you watching. And yes, I¡¯m doing this on purpose.¡¯


    The drink in Eira¡¯s hand clinked sharply as she set it down just a little too hard on the table beside her.


    She slowly stood from her chair, brushing her shawl behind her shoulders.


    "Fine," she muttered under her breath as she kicked off her sandals.


    "If no one¡¯s going to stop this absurd bonding session, I guess I¡¯ll have to do it myself."


    Florence noticed Eira walking towards them and smiled "Oh good! Come join us, darling! It¡¯s no fun beating just one of you."


    Brandon smiled and gestured "Come here, Eira.."


    Eira crackled her knuckles and took her racket "We are beating this bitch today, Brandon. Time to even the odds."


    hearing this, Florence clapped her hands "That¡¯s the enthusiasm."


    The match started...


    and they lost.


    20-0


    Sitting on the sand, Eira took deep breaths to catch her breath and looked at her mother, who was standing there casually "What the.. hell.. Haah.. Haah..."


    Florence just shrugged casually "Skill issue."

 Chapter 100: Hot bath [1]

    Chapter 100: Hot bath [1]Florence twirled the racket lazily as she watched Brandon and Eira both bent slightly at the waist, panting, red-faced, and gleaming with sweat under the mellow orange hues of the setting sun.


    The sand around them was a mess of scuffed footprints and dragged feet. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Eira¡¯s hair clung to her neck, and Brandon had pushed his beach shirt halfway up his chest because of the heat.


    Florence smiled as she gave her racket a little flick before slipping it under her arm "I think I¡¯m done bullying you two for the day."


    "You both look like you¡¯re about to keel over. Go soak in the hot spring. There¡¯s one inside, you know, an indoor bathing courtyard on the top floor of the east wing."


    She turned to leave but then she paused, glancing over her shoulder and her lips curled into a smile "And fully private."


    Eira groaned softly and stretched her arms over her head, as she turned toward Brandon. "I didn¡¯t know playing badminton could feel like cardio for your soul."


    Brandon chuckled, still catching his breath.


    She shook her head and took a step toward the path.. only for her legs to wobble slightly.


    Brandon was surprised "Eira."


    Eira glanced back at him, but before she could speak, he reached out and gently scooped her in his arms.


    "Wha-wait! Brandon-!"


    He swept her up with a grin, cradling her in his arms like a groom carrying his bride.


    "I can walk..." she sputtered and her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and delight as her arms instinctively looped around his neck.


    Brandon laughed and adjusted her gently in his arms.


    They crossed the upper terrace and entered the east wing of the estate as the sound of the sea faded behind them, replaced by the gentle hush of indoor fountains and distant wind chimes.


    The Bleaufort estate was a masterpiece of elegant opulence: marble floors, vaulted ceilings, and wide, windowed halls that caught every flicker of the fading sun.


    Finally, they reached a pair of polished wooden doors and Brandon reached out with one foot, nudging the door open.


    Inside, there¡¯s an enclosed bathing courtyard with a sunken pool as its surface steamed gently.


    Pale lanterns hung along the perimeter, casting a dreamy glow over the scene, while the surrounding walls were covered in living ivy and moss.


    The air was rich with the scent of jasmine and warmed minerals, and the steam curled like silk around them.


    Brandon stepped inside, letting the doors swing close behind him with a gentle thud.


    Brandon was amazed to see this and sighed in his heart.


    Gently, he carried her toward the edge of the spring and knelt, lowering her just enough for her toes to touch the warm stone ledge.


    As she slid from his arms, Eira looked up at him. "Thank you... for carrying me."


    Brandon smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her cheek. "Thank you for letting me."


    Eira stood at the edge of the sunken pool, her toes curling against the warm stone.


    Her eyes flicked to him, "Well, no point standing here gawking."


    Without another word, she reached for the hem of her clothes and tugged it over her head in one smooth motion before tossing it aside.


    The fabric landed on the stone, and she moved to her shorts next, shimmying them down her hips.


    She quickly removed her bra and panties, standing there naked.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes traced the lines of her body, her slender waist, the curve of her hips and the steam clung to her skin.


    Eira didn¡¯t give him long to stare; she stepped forward and slid into the hot spring as the water parted around her with a soft ripple.


    She sank down until the warmth enveloped her up to her shoulders and let out a contented sigh as the heat soaked into her muscles.


    "Oh, this is heaven," she murmured, tilting her head back against the edge.


    Brandon chuckled and his hands went to his shirt, pulling it off.


    His trousers came next, followed by his underclothes, and soon he stood as naked as she was.


    Before Eira could take a good look at him, he sank in the water.


    "C¡¯mon, slowpoke," she teased, splashing a handful of water in his direction.


    The water was gloriously warm, wrapping around him as he sank down, settling across from her.


    Eira moved first, gliding through the water and she closed the distance between them, her hands finding his shoulders as she pulled herself closer, their bodies brushing under the surface.


    "Hi..." she whispered, her lips curving into a soft smile just before she leaned in to kiss him.


    Brandon kissed her back and his hands slid to her waist, fingers splaying against her slick skin as he pulled her against him.


    Eira¡¯s tongue teased his tongue and she pressed herself closer, her breasts grazing his chest.


    Brandon¡¯s hands roamed upward, cupping her breasts gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as they hardened under his touch.


    "Haa..." She gasped into the kiss and he squeezed her breasts lightly, savoring the way she arched into him.


    "Brandon..." she murmured against his lips, as she broke the kiss, only to dive back in.


    Their mouths clashed and their tongues tangled as the water lapped around them, amplifying every touch.


    His hands kneaded her breasts as his fingers teased her nipples with just enough pressure to make her moan.


    Eira¡¯s hands slid down his chest, nails grazing his skin, pausing briefly at the Genesis Mark before continuing lower, gripping his waist to pull herself even closer.


    "Eira," he rasped, pulling back just enough to look at her.


    Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from their kisses, and the way she looked at him... made his heart pound.


    She grinned, leaning in to nip at his bottom lip. "What? Too much for you?" she teased, but her voice trembled, showing how much she was feeling it too.


    Before he could answer, she kissed him again, and her hands slid up to cradle his face as she slowed the pace.


    Her moans were muffled against his mouth as Brandon¡¯s hands roamed her body, one still cupping her breast, thumb teasing her nipple until it was hard and sensitive under his touch.


    Brandon¡¯s kisses slowed for a moment as he pulled back just enough to catch her gaze.


    Her eyes were heavy-lidded, cheeks flushed from the heat of the water.


    "Eira," he murmured, almost lost in the steam, and she answered with a soft hum, leaning in to nip at his lip.


    His hand on her hip slid lower, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between them under the water.


    "Hnngh..." Eira¡¯s breath hitched as his fingers brushed the sensitive skin at her inner thighs, and when he found her pussy, she gasped.


    He kissed her again, swallowing the sound and his tongue slid against hers as his fingers explored, parting her folds with a gentle touch.


    "Fuck..." Eira whispered into the kiss, her voice trembling as his fingers circled her clit, teasing her.


    Brandon¡¯s other hand stayed on her breast, squeezing the soft flesh as his thumb pinched her nipple in time with the rhythm of his fingers below.


    She swayed against him, her hips moving instinctively, chasing the pleasure as his fingers caressed her clit.

 Chapter 101: Hot bath [2] *

    Chapter 101: Hot bath [2] *Brandon deepened the kiss and his tongue delved into her mouth as his fingers pressed harder, slipping lower to find her entrance.


    "Haangh~~" Eira moaned and he took it as encouragement, easing one finger inside her.


    "Mnngh~" She was tight, her pussy clenching around him, and the water made everything slicker, letting him slide in easily.


    "Brandon..." she gasped, breaking the kiss to bury her face in his neck, her breath hot against his skin as he began to move, curling his finger to hit that spot inside her that made her shudder.


    "Like that?" he murmured as he added a second finger, stretching her slowly, feeling her walls flutter around him.


    Eira nodded, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him. S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His thumb found her clit again, circling it in lightly while his fingers thrust deeper, stretching her pussy.


    "Ufff.. Mnngh~... Brandon.. good fingers... "


    Brandon¡¯s other hand kneaded her breast, squeezing harder now and his fingers pinched her nipple just enough to make her gasp as the mix of pleasure and slight pain send a jolt through her.


    He kissed her again, swallowing every moan as he fingered her, his hand moving faster under the water.


    Eira¡¯s hands roamed his chest and she moved her hips harder against his hand, her pussy tightening around his fingers as he stretched her further, curling them to drag against her walls with every thrust.


    "Fuck, Brandon... don¡¯t stop..." she panted, her voice breaking as she clung to him and her lips brushed his jaw, his throat, anywhere she could reach.


    "Haaa.. Mnghhh... yess..."


    He didn¡¯t stop as his thumb pressed harder on her clit while his other hand groped her breast, squeezing and teasing until she was writhing in his arms.


    The water sloshed around them, rippling with their movements, and the steam made everything feel closer.


    "Anngh.. Angh~~ Hmmng... Brandon..."


    Eira¡¯s moans grew louder as her body tensed "Brandon... I¡¯m..." she gasped, her words dissolving into a moan as her orgasm hit, her pussy clenching hard around his fingers.


    Her juices mixed with the water and her thighs trembled as she rode out the waves, her nails biting into his shoulders.


    Brandon kept his fingers moving, slower now, guiding her through it while his other hand still squeezing her breast gently as he kissed her.


    When she finally stilled, Eira slumped against his chest, her forehead resting on his shoulder as she caught her breath.


    "Haa... Haa..."


    Brandon eased his fingers out of her, his hand slipping back to her hip, but he didn¡¯t let go, holding her close as the water lapped around them.


    "Fuck..." she whispered, a shaky laugh in her voice as she nuzzled his neck.


    At this time, she felt Brandon¡¯s hard cock hitting her thighs and she opened her half-lidded eyes.


    A slow smile stretched across her lips as she caressed his cock with her thigh "Seems like you are very hard..."


    With a soft breath, he rapsed "Yeah..."


    Eira¡¯s smile widened, and without breaking eye contact, her hand slid down his chest, fingers brushing over the faint pulse of the Genesis Mark before dipping below the water.


    She found his throbbing cock and wrapped her fingers around him, giving a slow stroke that made his breath hitch.


    "Haa..." he grunted as her grip tightened, her hand moving in a steady rhythm, stroking him from base to tip.


    Brandon¡¯s hand slid back between her thighs, his fingers finding her pussy again, still sensitive and slick from her orgasm.


    He parted her folds, circling her clit with his thumb before easing two fingers back inside her, curling them to hit that spot that made her gasp.


    "Brandon..." she moaned, her hand faltering on his cock for a moment as his fingers thrust into her, stretching her walls.


    She looked into his eyes "Haa.. yeah, let¡¯s masturbate each other."


    Eira continued stroking his cock while her delicate fingers brushed the sensitive tip.


    Her lips brushed his jaw as she shifted her grip, her other hand slipping lower to cup his balls.


    She massaged them gently, rolling them in her palm, her fingers teasing the sensitive skin as she kept stroking his cock.


    Brandon grunted in pleasure as his other hand squeezed her breast and he took her lips in another messy kiss.


    Feeling her fingers stroking his dick, Brandon got even harder and looked at her with a hungry gaze.


    The water rippled around them as their hands moved in a heated rhythm, with her fingers stroking his throbbing cock, teasing his balls, while his fingers thrust into her pussy, stretching her sensitive walls.


    "Eira..." he rasped, as he pulled his fingers from her pussy, his hand gripping her thigh instead.


    The sudden shift made her pause, her hand slowing on his cock as she met his eyes.


    Before she could speak further, he moved, his hands sliding to her hips as he lifted her slightly, the water sloshing around them.


    "C¡¯mere," he murmured as he guided her toward the edge of the pool.


    Eira was surprised as he maneuvered her onto the smooth stone ledge, the warm surface pressing against her back.


    Brandon climbed out after her, water streaming off his body as he knelt between her legs, his hands steadying her as he positioned her on the edge.


    She is totally exposed now as the cool air brushed her skin, and he paused, his gaze dropping to her pussy and ass.


    "Brandon..." she mumbled, her cheeks flushing a deep red as his hands spread her thighs wider.


    His fingers traced the sensitive skin around her pussy and lower, to her untouched asshole.


    "Don¡¯t... stare like that," she muttered, her voice trembling with embarrassment and she reached to cover herself but he caught it gently, pinning it to the stone.


    "You¡¯re beautiful," he said as his fingers brushed her pussy again, spreading her folds to reveal the slick, glistening entrance and the faint barrier of her hymen.


    His other hand grazed her asshole, circling it lightly, stretching the tight ring with a careful touch that made her gasp.


    "Why are you touching that hole..." she whispered, her voice shaky as he leaned down, kissing her inner thigh, then higher, his lips brushing her pussy before pulling back to look at her again.


    He stretched her gently, one finger easing into her pussy, feeling the resistance of her hymen, while another pressed against her asshole, not entering but stretching the rim enough to make her moan.


    "You okay?" he asked and his fingers paused as he watched her face.


    "Hmm.." Eira nodded, biting her lip in embarrassment "Yeah... just... go slow," she said, and he nodded, leaning up to kiss her.


    He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into her mouth as he positioned himself, his cock brushing her pussy.


    "I¡¯ve got you," he murmured against her lips, and with one hand guiding himself, he pressed forward as the head of his cock nudged her entrance.


    Eira tensed as he pushed in slowly, stretching her pussy around his cock and the resistance of her hymen gave way with a sharp sting that made her gasp, her nails digging into his arms.


    "Urgh..." she whimpered and closed her eyes as he paused, letting her adjust, his cock only halfway inside her tight, virgin pussy.


    The water lapped at their legs, the warmth of the pool contrasting with the cool stone under her ass, and Brandon kissed her again, his hand stroking her thigh to soothe her.


    "You¡¯re doing so good," he whispered as he pushed deeper, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her.


    "Huff.. Huff..." Eira¡¯s breath came in short, shaky bursts as the mix of pain and pleasure was overwhelming.


    "Move... please," she finally gasped, and he did, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, gentle at first, letting her get used to the feel of his cock.


    "Mnngh~" Her moans grew softer and the initial discomfort faded as her pussy stretched to take his cock, each thrust sending sparks of pleasure through her.


    Looking at him, she smiled "I thought it would be more painful... but Haa... it is not as painful as I expected."


    He leaned forward kissing her lips "How is it, dear..."


    She closed her eyes as his dick stretched her deeper "Feels good... Mnngh... yeah..."

 Chapter 102: Hot bath [3] *

    Chapter 102: Hot bath [3] *Eira¡¯s shaky breaths filled the air and her pussy stretched tightly around his cock, the initial sting of her first time fading into a warmth that made her body hum.


    Brandon¡¯s lips brushed hers in a tender kiss, his hand stroking her thigh gently, as he stayed buried deep inside her, letting her adjust to the fullness of his cock.


    Eira closed her eyes, her head tilting back as his cock stretched her deeper.


    "Uffh... yeah..." she breathed, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him, her body starting to move with his.


    Brandon took her words as permission, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, letting her feel every inch of him.


    "Haangh~" Eira moaned, her voice softer now, the discomfort melting away as pleasure sparked through her.


    He watched her face... her parted lips, her flushed cheeks, and it drove him to keep going, his hands gripping her hips to steady her on the edge.


    "Fuck, Eira... you¡¯re so tight," he murmured as he leaned down, kissing her neck, sucking lightly at the sensitive skin until she whimpered.


    His thrusts grew deeper, a little faster, but still careful, mindful of her inexperience.


    Her pussy clenched around him, and the sensation pulled a groan from his throat, his fingers tightening on her hips as he fought to keep control.


    "Angh~~" She gasped, as she wrapped her legs tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper.


    The angle shifted and his cock hit a spot inside her that made her cry out, her back arching off the stone as sparks shot through her "Oh fuck... right there..."


    He grinned against her skin and began to move his hips faster, aiming for that spot with every stroke, his hands sliding under her ass to lift her slightly, giving him better leverage.


    "Urgh..." He groaned in pleasure as her pussy walls twisted his cock as if sucking him in which made his body flutter.


    Eira¡¯s pussy stretched to take him, "Brandon... don¡¯t stop..." she panted, her lips brushing his jaw.


    His hand slipped between her thighs, his thumb finding her clit and circling it in tight, firm strokes, matching the pace of his cock.


    As he pinched her clit, a new sensation of pleasure shot through her body, making her surrender to his advances.


    "Hold on," he murmured as he pulled out briefly and Eira opened her eyes as she felt his dick slipping out of her pussy.


    With a swift motion, he turned her around so she faced the ledge, her hands bracing against the stone as he positioned her on her knees with her ass raised enticingly.


    Eira glanced back at him, and her eyes trembled as a flush spread across her cheeks.


    "Brandon..." she started, but her words dissolved into a moan as he gripped her hips and his cock nudged her entrance again before he thrust in, burying himself deep in one rough push.


    "Oh fuck!" Eira cried out, her body jolting forward as he filled her completely, stretching her pussy in a way that made her head spin.


    The new angle was intense, his cock hitting deeper, and she gripped the ledge tighter.


    Brandon didn¡¯t hold back as he fucked her relentlessly, each thrust slamming into her with a force that made her ass jiggle, the water splashing around them as he fucked her.


    "Your pussy is too good in this position.. Haa..." he rasped, his voice thick with lust as he leaned forward, one hand sliding up to grope her breast as his fingers pinched her nipple.


    His free hand gripped her hip, fingers digging into her soft flesh to steady her against the ledge, but then it slid lower, landing on her ass cheek with a sharp smack.


    *plah*


    "Haangh~?" The sound rang out, mingling with Eira¡¯s startled moan, and her body jerked as the sting bloomed into heat, her pussy clenching tighter around him.


    "That hurts..." she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and pleasure as her hips pushed back instinctively, craving more spanks.


    He smiled and raised his hand before giving another firm smack on her other cheek, leaving a faint red mark that made her whimper.


    Her ass bounced with the impact, and he pushed his hips relentlessly making her thighs tremble.


    His hand lingered on her ass, kneading the tender flesh before his fingers spread her cheeks apart, exposing her pink tight asshole to the cool air.


    "H-Huh?" Eira¡¯s breath hitched and a flush of embarrassment hit her with the pleasure as she felt his gaze on her asshole.


    "Brandon... what..." she mumbled, but the way her pussy pulsed around his cock show how much the attention thrilled her, even if her cheeks burned.


    "Your asshole is cute." he murmured, his thumb brushing lightly over her asshole, not entering but circling the sensitive rim, stretching it just enough to make her moan as her body shuddered under the dual assault.


    *pakh* *pakh* His cock slammed into her pussy, stretching her walls with every thrust, while his fingers teased her ass, spreading her cheeks wider to watch the way her hole twitched under his touch.


    "Brandon... oh fuck..." Eira panted, her nails scraping the stone as she pushed back against him.


    "Haa.. Eira..." He fucked her relentlessly, his hips slamming against her as the wet slap of their bodies echoed in the courtyard.


    His thumb pressed a little harder against her asshole, stretching it further, and Eira¡¯s moans turned frantic, her body trembling as pleasure coiled tight in her core.


    "Brandon... I can¡¯t..." she gasped as her pussy clenched hard around his cock, her thighs shaking against the ledge.


    Another smack landed on her ass, the sting tipping her over, and her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave.


    "Haaangh~" she screamed, her pussy pulsing wildly around his cock, her juices flooding him as she shuddered.


    Her walls milked him, and Brandon groaned, thrusting through her climax, drawing out every moan, as she came undone.


    He slowed slightly, letting her ride it out and his hands stroked her reddened ass, soothing the sting as she panted, her head dropping to rest on her arms. S§×arch* The NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Holy... fuck..." Eira whispered, a shaky laugh in her voice as she glanced back at him, her eyes dazed but glowing, her cheeks flushed with satisfaction.


    Brandon leaned down, kissing her shoulder and her neck with his cock still hard inside her.


    "You good?" he murmured in a warm voice, and she nodded her head.


    "Yeah.. Haa.. way better than good."


    Brandon raised her ass cheeks and began to move his hips.


    "Mnngh..." she moaned softly, her body still sensitive but eager as her hips moved back to meet his gentle thrusts.


    His thrusts grew harder, each one burying his cock fully inside her, stretching her pussy in a way that made her breath hitch.


    "Brandon... yeah..." she panted, her voice trembling with pleasure as she pushed back against him, urging him on.


    His hands kneaded her ass, spreading her cheeks as he fucked her, the sight of her glistening pussy taking his dick so perfectly sending a jolt through him.


    He couldn¡¯t hold back any longer.


    With a final, deep thrust, Brandon¡¯s cock pulsed hard as he came, spilling inside her in hot, thick spurts.


    "Eira..." he rasped, his body shuddering as her pussy sucked him, clenching around him with every pulse.


    His hands tightened on her ass, holding her close as he fucked her, his breath ragged against her neck, the warmth of his cum filling her.


    Eira moaned softly, the sensation of him coming inside her sending a final shiver through her, her body trembling under his weight.


    She slumped forward, her cheek resting on the stone, panting hard and a dazed smile tugged at her lips as the afterglow settled over her.


    Brandon stayed inside her for a moment, catching his breath as he kissed her shoulder.


    Slowly, he eased his dick out of her and a low groan escaped his lips as her pussy clenched one last time.


    "Hnngh~~" Eira whimpered softly at the loss of his dick, her thighs twitching, and he looked at his cum oozing out of her pussy.


    With a smile, he leaned forward and kissed her neck "Hope it is your safe day..."


    A smile appeared on EIra¡¯s lips "Yeah... don¡¯t worry. But we need to buy some condoms and tablets... Haa."


    He gently pulled her close, guiding her down from the ledge to lie on her back in the shallow water at the pool¡¯s edge.


    "How was it..." he whispered as he brushed a damp strand of hair from her face, his thumb lingering on her cheek.


    Eira¡¯s smile widened as she tilted her head to nuzzle his hand, her lips brushing his palm.


    "Haa... way better than I ever thought," she murmured, her voice hoarse but glowing with satisfaction, a hint of shyness creeping in as she admitted it.


    "I mean... Brandon, I was nervous, but..." She trailed off, biting her lip, "But it felt so good."


    She raised her gaze to look into his blue eyes "I think.. I never told you this, but.. I love you, Brandon."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s eyes softened in affection before he leaned forward and kissed her lips...


    "I love you too, Eira."

 Chapter 103: Getting her to sleep...

    Chapter 103: Getting her to sleep...The hot spring¡¯s glow enveloped Brandon and Eira as they lay tangled in the shallow water, the steam curling around them.


    Eira¡¯s head rested on Brandon¡¯s chest, and his arm around her shoulders held her close, his lips brushing her temple in a tender kiss.


    "Mm... we should probably move," Eira murmured after a while, her voice soft and sleepy.


    Brandon slowly sat up and pulled her with him.


    The water sloshed around them, and Eira stretched languidly, her body glistening as she rose, the glow of the pool catching the curves of her skin.


    "C¡¯mon," she said, splashing a handful of water at him with a mischievous glint in her eyes.


    "Let¡¯s play a bit before we get out." She dove forward, slipping deeper into the pool with a soft laugh as she glided through the water.


    Brandon smiled, following her lead, and soon they were splashing and chasing each other, their laughter echoing through the courtyard.


    Eira ducked under the surface, popping up behind him to flick water at his face, and he retaliated by grabbing her waist, pulling her close to dunk her playfully, both of them giggling like kids.


    "Cheater!" she accused, wriggling in his grip, but she had a wide smile and her hands slid up his chest as she leaned in to steal a quick kiss.


    Eira¡¯s fingers tangled in his wet hair, tugging lightly, while Brandon¡¯s hands roamed her back, tracing the curve of her spine.


    Eventually, the chill of the air beyond the pool nudged them toward the edge. "Okay, fine, let¡¯s get out," Eira said as she climbed onto the stone ledge.


    They stood dripping for a moment, the cool air raising goosebumps, and Eira shivered, wrapping her arms around herself.


    Brandon looked at the towels that were on the nearby bench.


    He grabbed two, tossing one to Eira, who caught it, already shaking out her hair to dry it.


    "Here, let me." he offered, stepping closer as he moved to help her dry off.


    Eira just smiled as he started with her arms, rubbing the soft fabric over her skin with deliberate care.


    His touch was gentle, drying her shoulders and her back as he moved his way down.


    When he reached her front, Brandon¡¯s hands slowed, the towel brushing over her stomach before moving higher, grazing the undersides of her breasts.


    He dropped the towel slightly, letting his hands slide over her breasts, squeezing them gently, his thumbs brushing her nipples.


    "Brandon..." she murmured as she leaned into him.


    "What?" he smiled as he squeezed her breasts again, firmer this time, his fingers kneading the soft flesh.


    "Just being thorough." Before she could retort, he leaned down, his lips closing around one nipple, sucking lightly, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud.


    "Hmm.." Eira hummed as her knees weakened slightly.


    "Stop teasing me..." she breathed, her body arching toward him as he moved to her other nipple, sucking harder now, his teeth grazing just enough to make her moan.


    His hands kept squeezing her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples when his mouth wasn¡¯t on them.


    "Asshole," she said, laughing as she grabbed her towel and started drying him in retaliation.


    Her hands brushed his chest, his arms, and then lower, brushing teasingly close to his groin just to make him tense.


    "My turn," she chuckled as they continued drying each other.


    Finally, they wrapped the towels around themselves, Eira tucking hers under her arms, Brandon slinging his loosely around his hips.


    She raised her arms and wrapped it around his neck "Take me back to my room."


    Smiling, Brandon crouched slightly before taking her fully in his arms and made his way to her room.


    Eira¡¯s room wasn¡¯t far, but Brandon took his time, savoring the feel of her in his arms.


    When they reached her door he nudged it open with his foot, stepping into the familiar space.


    Brandon carried her to the bed, setting her down gently on the edge, her towel still tucked around her as she looked up at him,.


    "Mm... I¡¯m so sleepy," She muttered with a slight yawn as she stretched her arms above her head, the towel slipping just a fraction before she caught it with a lazy grin.


    "That hot spring... and you... wore me out."


    Brandon leaned down and kissed her lips "What about dinner?"


    With a shake of her head, she replied "No, I will pass on that. I am already full in my womb."


    Hearing this, he couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and looked down at her body.


    She smiled and pulled her towel down, revealing her body "Go and take my underwear... it will be uncomfortable to sleep naked."


    With that, she pointed at her wardrobe "It¡¯s there, on the lower rack."


    Brandon stood and crossed the room and the wardrobe creaked softly as he opened it, revealing neatly folded clothes and a lower rack where her undergarments were tucked away.


    His fingers sifted through the soft fabrics until he pulled out a matching set: a simple green bra and panties.


    Holding them up, he turned back to her, "These work?" he asked, dangling the bra by a strap.


    Eira nodded, propped up on her elbows now, "Perfect," she said, and she beckoned him closer with a tilt of her head.


    Brandon stepped back to the bed, settling beside her, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight.


    "Let¡¯s get you comfortable, then," he said as he held up the bra first, ready to help her into it.


    She sat up a little, letting him guide her arms through the straps.


    Brandon¡¯s hands were gentle, his fingers brushing her skin as he adjusted the bra, pulling it over her breasts and fastening the clasp easily.


    Huh? Eira raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You¡¯re way too good at this."


    He chuckled, leaning in to kiss her shoulder, "Pay attention to the important stuff," he murmured as he pulled back to admire her, the green fabric hugging her curves perfectly.


    Eira smiled, settling back slightly, and her body relaxed as she let him take care of her.


    Next came the panties, and Brandon shifted to her side, holding them out as he slid them up her legs.


    As he eased the panties toward her hips, his gaze caught on her pussy... slightly swollen from their earlier sex, the delicate folds flushed and glistening faintly.


    He paused and concern flickered in his eyes as he looked at it.


    Eira noticed his hesitation, her sleepy eyes narrowing slightly.


    But before she could ask, Brandon leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her pussy, his lips brushing the sensitive skin with a tenderness that made her breath hitch.


    "Brandon..." she murmured and her thighs twitched as the gentle kiss sent a faint spark through her sensitive body.


    He spread her pussy folds slightly with his thumbs and looked inside her tender flesh.


    "It¡¯s a little swollen... does it hurt now?"


    Eira¡¯s cheeks flushed, a touch of embarrassment mingling with the affection in her gaze as she looked down at him.


    She bit her lip and shook her head "It¡¯s alright," she said as she reached down to brush her fingers through his hair.


    "Just... tender, you know? From... everything we did." Her smile grew a little cheekier, easing the moment.


    "Feels kinda nice, actually. No big deal."


    Brandon¡¯s expression softened, relief washing over him as he nodded, pressing one more gentle kiss to her pussy.


    "Good," he murmured as he carefully pulled the panties the rest of the way up, settling them over her hips, his fingers smoothing the fabric with care.


    Eira sighed, relaxing fully under his touch, her body sinking back into the bed as sleep tugged at her again.


    He helped her adjust the bra one last time, making sure it sat comfortably, then pulled the blankets up over her, tucking them around her as she curled into the pillows.


    "Thanks," she whispered as she nestled deeper into the bed. "You¡¯re... the best."


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled and returned back to his room.


    ---


    Wearing t-shirt and shorts, Brandon walked down the stairs while chatting on the mobile in his hand.


    It was Ravene, asking how things are going there.


    He still hasn¡¯t told her that Eira is his girlfriend now.


    His gaze lowered slightly, his thumb hovering over the phone¡¯s screen as he walked toward the dining hall ¡¯I need to introduce her soon.¡¯


    As he was walking to the dinner table, he looked around and saw a maid walking away.


    "Hey, you there..." He called her in a friendly tone. S~ea??h the n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The maid stopped and walked to him before bowing her head respectfully "Lord Brandon."


    With a nod, he asked "Where is Florence?"


    "Lady Florence is still on the beach. She will return for dinner soon."


    Hearing his reply, his gaze squinted "Hmm, I see. You carry on."


    ---


    He stepped through a side door, and the crisp scent of the sea hit him immediately, carried on a breeze that rustled the estate¡¯s gardens.


    With a sigh, he looked up at the night sky before making his way towards the beach.


    A bit later, he reached the spot where they were playing badminton earlier.


    There, a short distance away, Florence sat alone on a woven mat with some wine bottles beside her.


    ¡¯Haa.. She is out here drinking?¡¯

 Chapter 104: A little talk with Florence [1]

    Chapter 104: A little talk with Florence [1]The moon had risen higher, casting a silver shimmer across the endless sea.


    Looking at Florence sitting on the mat, drinking wine, Brandon shook his head helplessly and walked to her.


    Florence sensed his presence and turned to look at him with a pleased smile "Brandon, dear..."


    Keeping his smile, he gently sat beside her on the mat, looking at the slow crashing waves "Out here for some drink?"


    With a nod, she picked up a second bottle from the cooler beside her and passed it to him "Here you go."


    Brandon took the bottle and sighed faintly before popping the lid open.


    He took a swig, expecting the usual dry tang of red wine, but blinked in surprise as the flavor hit him with unexpected richness "Wow, it¡¯s so much better than the normal ones..."


    Florence chuckled softly, pleased by his words "It¡¯s from my private cellar. A small winery in the Valtaren cliffs produces it; it is family-owned, and only a few bottles are exported every year. You have good taste."


    Brandon took another gulp and gently placed the wine bottle down.


    With a teasing smile, she asked "You look pretty worn out. So something steamy happened in the hot spring?"


    Hearing her tease, Brandon just let out a chuckle "You could say that..."


    Florence let out a long, wistful sigh "Haa, to be young."


    Brandon just smiled, and they sat in the silence for a while.


    After a few moments, she turned her head slightly and spoke in a gentle tone "Dear, I am leaving Eira in your hands. Hope you will protect her..."


    Hearing this, Brandon looked at her serious eyes and his gaze softened "You don¡¯t have to worry. I will take good care of her..."


    Florence smiled gently and raised her hand to ruffle his hair as her delicate fingers trailed down to caress his cheek "I only spent one day with you but I feel like I have known you longer."


    "You are a nice guy, and I can see Eira loves you a lot. As her mother, I am so happy..."


    "But at the same time, I am scared... you know the last time she entered the rupture, she had a cardiac arrest and you helped her at that time."


    "She is pretty reckless sometimes..."


    Brandon raised his hand and placed his palm above her hand, which was caressing his cheek "You don¡¯t need to worry. i will take good care of her..."


    Florence¡¯s expression softened "Mhm... also be aware of her friend Calistra."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow "What about her?"


    With a soft sigh, Florence spoke "When Eira entered the Academy I did a background check on people close to her, and I couldn¡¯t find solid recordings of that girl¡¯s background..."


    "It looks like she is an orphan and got into the Academy because she awakened. But I am still suspicious of her."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted as he remembered Calistra ¡¯Well, back in the rupture, Calistra was the one who was having Eira, who was lying unconscious and even screamed at me to save Eira.¡¯


    ¡¯I think she doesn¡¯t have any ill intentions. But still...¡¯


    With a nod, he squeezed her hand gently "I will look over her."


    Florence gently retracted her hand and smiled in satisfaction "That¡¯s good to hear."


    As she spoke, she took another gulp of her wine.


    Seeing this, his eyes crescented slightly in sadness and he hesitated for a moment before asking "Can you taste it?"


    Huh? Florence was surprised by the question, but then she just sighed "So, Eira told you, huh..."


    "I lost my sense of taste during my awakening. It was the price of my Genesis Mark. It burned through the receptors on my tongue and nerve endings in the soft palate. Doctors say it¡¯s permanent."


    Brandon frowned upon hearing this "I¡¯m sorry..."


    Florence gave a soft laugh "It¡¯s not your fault. And after so many years... you learn to compensate."


    "I drink wine not for the taste, but for the way it kicks into your brain, the heat that rolls down your throat."


    "And I chew gum because the pressure tricks the brain into thinking it¡¯s feeling texture. I miss sweetness, I miss bitterness... but I still remember them. That¡¯s something."


    There was something painful in her smile, resigned but dignified.


    "I think that¡¯s why I love watching Eira eat," she added quietly.


    "She gets excited over silly things... duck skin, grilled shrimp, garlic butter on flatbread. I live through her when she enjoys food like that."


    But then she remembered something and hurriedly spoke "Brandon, when you fed me, I was not faking my emotions. Even though I did not taste the food."


    "I can feel the warmth; I was genuinely happy.. so.-"


    Before she could say anything further, Brandon shook his head and interrupted "I know you are not faking and how happy you were."


    With a chuckle, he added "You looked like a child, and I enjoyed feeding you and getting fed by you."


    Hearing this, Florence¡¯s eyes widened slightly and she reached out and pinched his cheek "Oh, you poor little boy... I am liking you even more now."


    He leaned onto her touch "It¡¯s my honor, Lady Florence."


    She giggled and retracted her hand while he leaned back slightly on his palms, staring up at the night sky, stars scattered in brilliant fragments.


    "I guess," he said slowly, "that¡¯s the weird thing about senses."


    "We think taste or smell or sound is all there is, but sometimes... touch, warmth, being seen¡ªthat¡¯s what makes something memorable."


    Florence followed his gaze skyward, a small smile gracing her lips. "Yeah. And memory becomes flavor when you can no longer taste."


    She then turned to look at him, his face illuminated by the moonlight. "And you gave me a wonderful flavor today."


    He turned to look at her and clinked his wine bottle with hers "My pleasure..."


    The sound of glass touching glass echoed softly in the night air, then was swallowed by the whisper of the waves crashing beyond the cliffs.


    She took another gulp of her wine and spoke "Let¡¯s toast again."


    Brandon laughed and obliged as he raised his bottle "To beautiful mothers..."


    Hearing this, Florence let out a laugh and her eyes glinted in delight as she raised her bottle "And to the boy who makes this old woman feel like she¡¯s still twenty-five." S~ea??h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon leaned closer to her "What are you saying, Lady Florence? You really do look like you¡¯re twenty-five."


    "Honestly, if someone told me you were Eira¡¯s older sister, I wouldn¡¯t question it. It¡¯s hard to believe you¡¯re a mother at all."


    Florence let out an exaggerated scoff and gently slapped his arm, though her cheeks flushed with something other than wine. "Oh, you¡¯re flattering me now,"


    But her smile gave her away... it was warm, genuine, and touched with a rare kind of feminine joy. "Dangerously charming, aren¡¯t you?"


    Brandon shrugged with a small grin "Just telling the truth."


    Her gaze flickered to the distant sea "You know, when I was twenty-five, I was carrying Eira¡¯s older sister in my arms. Haa. Time goes really fast."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted for a second before he gently asked "I wanted to ask you about this."


    "About Eira¡¯s father..."

 Chapter 105: A little talk with Florence [2]

    Chapter 105: A little talk with Florence [2]Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted for a second as he looked at her serene face.


    "I wanted to ask you about something," he said quietly, not wanting to disturb the soft hush that had settled over the terrace.


    Florence turned her head slightly and raised an eyebrow "Oh?"


    "About Eira¡¯s father..."


    Florence almost choked on her wine, hearing the question.


    The wine she had just sipped caught in her throat, and she quickly turned her head to the side, coughing once as she dabbed the corner of her mouth with her fingers.


    Brandon was surprised and hurriedly held the wine bottle in her hand "Sorry..."


    She gulped the wine in her mouth and shook her head with a gentle laugh "Its okay, the question just caught me off guard."


    Hearing this, Brandon just smiled wryly, and she rubbed her lips with the back of her palm "Eira¡¯s father.. hmmm."


    She shrugged casually "Who knows..."


    Eh? Brandon blinked in surprise and tilted his head slightly "Did he go missing or something?"


    With a shake of her head, Florence replied "No, not like that. I don¡¯t even know who her father is."


    "Pfft."


    Brandon almost spit out the wine he had just drunk.


    He forced it down with effort, coughing into the back of his hand as his eyes widened. "You¡¯re not serious..."


    Seeing his reaction, Florence couldn¡¯t help but laugh "Hahaha... I¡¯m very serious. Dead serious, in fact."


    Brandon wiped the corners of his lips and let out a deep sigh "Now, don¡¯t play with me Florence..."


    Florence giggled softly "I am not lying. I truly don¡¯t know who the fathers are for two of my daughters."


    Fathers?


    Brandon got even more confused "Huh?"


    Florence let out a deep sigh "I had my daughters through artificial insemination. You know, from the sperm bank."


    Hearing this, Brandon sat there in silence and Florence continued "Bleauforts have always been matrilineal. Our legacy, our assets, our names... they pass from mother to daughter."


    "And there¡¯s a pressure, a very old one, to keep the bloodline clean and the control absolute."


    "Something the other noble houses, the Five Great Houses, all follow in their own twisted ways."


    With a sigh, she spoke "You know this world, Brandon... women hate men and look at them like trash."


    "Objectify them. Enslaving them with rules. Call them weak, or useless, or dangerous."


    "And noble women from the Five Great Houses? They considered it a shame to even have sex with a man and were too prideful."


    She passed and looked at him "And if a boy was born through this artificial insemination, the child would be killed instantly."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze trembled upon hearing this.


    Florence¡¯s smile turned bitter "When I was younger, barely past twenty, I was already the heir to the Bleaufort name. My mother was grooming me for succession while carving my soul with all her expectations."


    "Politics, power struggles, etiquette, alliance-building¡ªI was neck-deep in it before I even finished my studies."


    She stared into her glass again, her voice softening. "My mother hated men. Utterly. I don¡¯t know why."


    "Maybe a bad experience, maybe something from her past, or maybe it was just drilled into her from birth like all the rest. But me..." she hesitated, a wistful smile forming on her lips "I never really did."


    She shook her head "I remember once, I was in my room, holding a little porcelain doll I had named after a boy I saw on television. Just a singer. He had this beautiful voice."


    "I told my mother I wanted to have a son one day. That I thought boys were cute. That I... wanted to raise one, dress him up, and teach him music and manners."


    Florence let out a humorless laugh, tinged with sadness. "She slapped the doll out of my hands. Screamed at me. Said if I ever dared to give birth to a boy, she would kill the child herself."


    "Well, fortunately, two of my children are daughters."


    Florence turned to Brandon again and her expression softened "My mother taught me to hate men, but I never passed that hate down. I made sure Eira grew up knowing men weren¡¯t to be feared or scorned."


    Her voice lowered, as if confessing a secret "I don¡¯t like this world, Brandon. Not the way it handles people." S§×arch* The ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "I may wear the mask when I have to... but I¡¯ve always hated it deep down."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze never wavered as she spoke.


    And slowly, he set his wine bottle aside, then reached over and gently placed his hand on hers, curling his fingers softly around hers.


    Florence turned to look at him and a genuine smile spread across her lips "Thank you for hearing me out.."


    Brandon smiled warmly "I am happy you shared it with me."


    She leaned to him, resting her head on his shoulder as her hair brushed his cheek and a deeper sort of comfort settled over her.


    She stayed like that, nestled against him, for a long breath before murmuring with a touch of wistful fondness, "Well... now I have a son, I guess."


    With a nod, he replied "Yeah, surely I can be your son if you want."


    She gave a small, quiet hum of approval, and then delicately, she raised her hand, the one he wasn¡¯t holding, and gently brought it up to his face.


    Her fingers, light as silk, traced the side of his cheek, brushing across the curve of his jaw.


    "Then I am the luckiest mother to have a good son like you."


    Brandon leaned into her touch and Florence¡¯s lips curled into a playful smile as she tilted her head slightly to the side.


    And then, without warning, she gave his cheek a sharp little pinch, her painted nails pressing in just enough to make him flinch in surprise.


    "Eek¡ªhey!" Brandon gave a surprised yelp and turned toward her with a startled laugh.


    Letting go, Florence chuckled as the teasing tone she often used was now laced with genuine affection.


    "There," she said, brushing her fingers against his cheek one last time. "Just had to make sure you were real. Sometimes, sweet things like this feel like a dream."


    Brandon rubbed his cheek dramatically, though he was smiling. "Well, I am real, and I think I¡¯m going to have a bruise now."


    She patted his shoulder "Oh, don¡¯t worry... Mom will put on some medicine for you."


    Brandon let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. "With that kind of pampering, I might start picking up fake injuries more often."


    Still smiling, Florence leaned forward and carefully set the wine bottle down in the sand, making sure it was nestled firmly so it wouldn¡¯t tip.


    She gently stood up, stretching her arms upward and her back arched delicately, her fingers reaching toward the stars as she let out a soft sigh of relief.


    "Well," she said, letting her arms drop, "it¡¯s getting late. We should go have dinner."


    Looking at him, she extended her hand "Come on, sweetheart."


    He looked down at her hand, then into her eyes, and took it without hesitation.


    Her fingers were cool from the wine bottle, but her grip was firm.


    She gave a small tug, pulling him up from the slight slope of the beach before releasing him with a soft, playful little push once he was steady on his feet.


    They began walking slowly through the sand, side by side.


    Brandon looked at Florence¡¯s face and smiled in his heart.


    After having a good talk with her, he felt that he had gotten a little closer to her.

 Chapter 106: Returning

    Chapter 106: ReturningVariety of dishes filled the dinner table.


    Florence leaned closer to Brandon, her elbow brushing his as she reached for a platter of sliced lamb drizzled with rosemary jus.


    "You¡¯ve got to try this," She speared a tender piece of meat with her fork, holding it up to him with a playful glint in her eyes.


    "Open up, my dear son," she teased as a soft smile bloomed on her lips.


    Brandon leaned forward and took the bite, his lips brushing the fork, and he closed his eyes for a moment as the flavors melted on his tongue "Hmm.. that¡¯s good."


    She smiled, clearly delighted, and nudged his shoulder with hers. "Good, right? I told the chef to pull out all the stops tonight."


    Not to be outdone, Brandon reached for a small ceramic bowl of creamy mashed potatoes flecked with chives.


    He scooped a generous portion onto his spoon before turning up to her "Your turn. Fair¡¯s fair."


    Florence opened her lips before taking the spoon within her lips and chewing the food.


    Looking at the happiness in her eyes, Brandon sighed, knowing well that she couldn¡¯t taste it.


    She noticed it and patted his head softly "Don¡¯t worry about it... I am enjoying eating with you."


    As she spoke, she licked a stray bit of cream from her lip, and Brandon looked at her in amazement.


    She caught his stare and laughed, swatting his arm lightly. "Don¡¯t look at me like that¡ªyou¡¯ll make me blush."


    He reached for a napkin and unfolded it before dabbing at the corner of her mouth. "You¡¯ve got a little something... right there."


    She smiled tenderly and popped a grape into her own mouth before nudging his knee under the table. "Are you leaving tomorrow?"


    Brandon nodded, his expression softening as he set the napkin down, folding it absently in his hands. "Hmm..."


    A deep sigh escaped Florence¡¯s lips and she leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table as she turned to face him fully "I will miss you,"


    Brandon¡¯s heart tightened at her words, and he felt a warmth spread through him, mingling with a pang of his own reluctance to leave.


    He shifted in his chair, turning to face her, his knee pressing lightly against hers and his lips curved into a reassuring smile, "I will come and visit you whenever I have time,"


    "And we can share contact info, so we can be in touch."


    She reached for his hand, her fingers curling around his with a gentle squeeze, her thumb brushing lightly over his knuckles "That¡¯s good. You better keep that promise."


    He squeezed her fingers back and nodded his head "Cross my heart."


    With a smile, she plucked another grape and pressed it to his lips.


    He opened his mouth and accepted the grape, chewing it gently.


    ---


    Entering Eira¡¯s room, he saw that she was still sleeping quietly.


    He smiled faintly before walking toward the bed.


    Gently, he lifted the edge of the blanket and eased onto the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight.


    He settled beside her, lying on his side so he could face her, his head resting on one arm.


    After a moment, he reached out, and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.


    Eira, as if sensing him even in sleep, shifted closer, and she let out a soft sigh, her lips curving into the faintest hint of a smile.


    Brandon¡¯s heart swelled, and he couldn¡¯t resist the pull any longer.


    He slid closer, gently pulling her into his arms and Eira nestled against him instinctively, her head tucking under his chin, her body fitting perfectly against his chest.


    He wrapped one arm around her, his hand resting lightly on her back, and pulled the blanket up to cover them both.


    Looking at her, he slowly closed his eyes to sleep.


    ---


    Next day...


    The evening light filtered weakly through forest, casting dappled shadows that danced across the mossy trail.


    A damp mist clung to the earth, thickening between the gnarled roots and tangled underbrush.


    Brandon walked beside Naevora, his boots crunching softly against the leaf-strewn path.


    They had been walking in silence for a while.


    Looking at the pulsing purple hue gate shimmering in the space, Naevora spoke "Since E rank is quite easy for you. Today we are spending most of the time in D rank."


    Brandon nodded his head "Hmm..."


    Together, they stepped into the tear.


    ---


    sleesh!


    The dagger plunged cleanly into the Abberant¡¯s distorted chest, as it cut through corrupted flesh and bone.


    "Grghh..." A low gurgle escaped the creature¡¯s throat and its malformed limbs twitched once... then it crumpled, dead before it hit the floor.


    Brandon exhaled and the moment he withdrew the blade from the dying beast, he didn¡¯t pause.


    He turned on his foot as his other hand flipped his second dagger into a reverse grip.


    The polished hilts gleamed beneath the dungeon¡¯s unnatural light.


    Another E-rank Abberant lunged at him from the side.. a four legged creature with razor-sharp bone ridges along its spine.


    Brandon dashed forward into its charge.


    He vanished for a moment, his feet barely touching the earth... then reappeared behind the creature, twisting mid-air as he carved a clean arc across its flank.


    Ether flared with a deep blue shimmer as the dagger tore through tendons and bone, and the beast staggered, legs buckling beneath it.


    Before it could react, Brandon flipped over it with an agile spin, his knees bending slightly to absorb the landing.


    In a single, fluid movement, he stood and slammed both daggers into the back of the creature¡¯s neck with a heavy shhckk.


    "Raargh!" The monster let out a death cry before collapsing into a glowing mist.


    But there was no time to breathe.


    Three more E-ranks rushed him from the sides.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed as he gripped the dagger tightly.


    The first leapt at him, raising its claws.


    He ducked low, spinning into a sweep that knocked the creature off balance. S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His right dagger slashed upward in a tight arc¡ªshlik!¡ªslicing through its gut.


    The creature flew backward as it collided with a twisted pillar.


    The second lunged in, slashing horizontally.


    Brandon parried with the flat side of one blade as the force skidded off his weapon, while his left dagger stabbed forward.


    The blade buried itself under the Abberant¡¯s chin, piercing up into the brain.


    The final one tried to leap from above, going for a blindside attack. But Brandon anticipated it.


    He stepped forward into the leap, his body curling into a half-spin, and threw one of his daggers mid-motion.


    The ether-coated blade whistled through the air and slammed directly between the beast¡¯s eyes, nailing it to the tree behind.


    *scheelch*


    It twitched twice, then went limp.


    Brandon extended his hand, and the thrown dagger glowed before it plucked itself from the tree and returned back to his hand.


    ¡¯Hm.. good weapon enchantment.¡¯


    Looking at the new daggers in his hand, Brandon smiled in amusement.


    Naevora, watching from a short distance, smiled slightly.


    Back on the field, Brandon had finished the last aberrant of the pack.


    He stood in a loose crouch as his shoulders rose and fell with his breath.


    Bodies of the E-rank Aberrants littered the area, their corrupted ether bleeding back into the dungeon¡¯s atmosphere.


    He turned to Naevora, wiping a thin smear of blood from his cheek with the back of his hand.


    "I think that¡¯s enough warmup."


    Naevora walked to him and nodded her head "Hm.. Let¡¯s go to the D-rank floor."


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled and a red glint passed through his eyes "Yeah."

 Chapter 107: D- rank floor [1]

    Chapter 107: D- rank floor [1]Brandon and Naevora walked through the D-rank floor, looking around for aberrants.


    *THOOM*


    A moment later, the undergrowth exploded, and two D-rank Aberrants burst forth from the foliage.


    These weren¡¯t like the twisted, malformed E-ranks that he had cut through earlier.


    These were bigger. Their ether was more concentrated, pulsing off their bodies in thick, visible waves.


    The first was a Leechbound Ravener, its black, glistening skin constantly moving like a slick of oil over bone.


    Long, bladed arms dragged deep furrows into the earth as it walked on all fours, with a jagged, open ribcage.


    The second was worse, a Cinder Howler, tall and humanoid in form and its head is skull wrapped in flickering flame.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed and Naevora who was standing beside her raised an eyebrow "These are more powerful than the D rank that you fought a week ago."


    "Let¡¯s see how you will do under pressure."


    Brandon gripped the dagger in his hand tightly before stepping forward.


    *swoosh* The Ravener dashed first, closing the gap with a burst of speed that nearly blurred its body.


    Brandon sidestepped at the last moment as the beast¡¯s clawed limbs tore into the space where he was standing a second ago.


    He flipped back, but before he could counter, the Cinder Howler moved, its hand glowing as it launched a compressed flame burst straight at him.


    Eh?


    Boom!


    Brandon leapt sideways as the explosion hit the floor, and he rolled through the dirt.


    ¡¯They¡¯re faster... and coordinating?¡¯


    The Ravener again lunged at him.


    Brandon clenched his teeth... and struck back.


    ¡¯Gravity Vortex.¡¯


    A sharp pulse of blue ether surged, and the square-shaped rune flared open below the Ravener mid-jump.


    A second later¡ªwham!


    A dense gravitational field slammed down on the Aberrant¡¯s body, pulling it to the ground with a loud crunch.


    Its limbs trembled, unable to move as the weight of its own body doubled, then tripled, pinning it in place.


    Brandon dashed in without hesitation, both daggers glowing with ether.


    He slashed across its upper shoulder- shrrkk! -then plunged the second dagger into the exposed ribcage cavity and twisted it.


    "GRAARCHKK!" The creature shrieked, and with a sudden heave, it broke the gravity field, rolling away violently and swinging its bladed limbs toward him.


    Brandon leapt back, barely avoiding the swipe, but before he could steady himself... whoosh!


    A column of flame struck him across the side.


    ¡¯Shit...¡¯ He cursed under his breath as the fire lashed across his jacket and seared his arm.


    He dropped to one knee and clenched his teeth in pain as he looked at the other aberrant.


    Brandon grunted and quickly stood up as the flames flickered around his jacket.


    A blue glint passed through his eyes as he activated Gravity Vortex again, this time targeting the Cinder Howler.


    Snap!


    The blue rune flared beneath its feet, and the gravity field triggered.


    But this one was tougher.


    The Howler staggered, its knees buckling, but it didn¡¯t collapse fully.


    It raised a hand and pushed against the gravity with raw ether and its flames intensified, defying the suppression.


    "Oh, you are resisting that... then resist this."


    As he muttered, the glowing ether in his eyes turned red...


    Naevora raised an eyebrow in surprise as she felt the ether pressure spike dramatically.


    CRACK-THRUM!


    The space around him cracked, and a jagged red chain burst from the distorted space.


    The Cinder Howler raised its arm as flames coiled around its palm, ready to launch another burst... when the chain sliced through it.


    SHUNK!


    The chain carved a clean, searing arc through the creature¡¯s torso, severing its right arm and part of its shoulder in an instant.


    The Cinder Howler¡¯s flame-head jerked backward as its body twisted and the fire in its skull sputtered from the shock of the blow.


    "GGRAAAAAAGHHHHHH!!!"


    Brandon stepped forward slowly as he firmly held the daggers in his hands.


    The Howler wasn¡¯t dead.


    The stump of its severed arm flared, molten ether dripping like lava as it regrew a rudimentary limb of pure flame.


    It staggered, the Gravity Vortex still partially active, forcing its movements to remain sluggish.


    At the same time, the Ravener had recovered from the earlier assault.


    "Grr..." It let out a warbling hiss and lunged again from behind Brandon, raising both of its scythe-like limbs.


    Brandon sensed it.


    Without turning, he activated the Gravity Vortex again.


    BANG!


    The blue rune lit up under the Ravener just before it landed.


    Its entire body was slammed into the ground once more, the gravitational force cracking the earth beneath it.


    Brandon twisted the dagger in his hand, and hurled the weapon down into the creature¡¯s eye socket.


    SHHNK!


    "RAARGHHH!!" The Ravener screamed and tried to move but it was pinned, unable to fight back effectively under the crushing weight.


    Brandon raised his hand and the dagger itself broke free from the eye socket and returned to his hand.


    He then turned back to face the still-standing Howler.


    The two locked eyes... or rather, Brandon stared into the flames that danced within the skeletal socket of the creature¡¯s skull.


    It raised its shaking hand.


    A sphere of fire formed, more unstable than the last, crackling wildly.


    "Again with the fireballs?" Brandon exhaled and ran forward.


    He zig-zagged through the terrain, avoiding minor ether bursts from the Howler¡¯s palm.


    The Howler released the flame sphere...


    ...but Brandon slid beneath it, letting the projectile explode harmlessly behind him in a fiery burst.


    Dirt and splinters rained down as he closed the gap.


    He kicked off the ground, leapt onto the Howler¡¯s knee, ran two steps up its chest, and jammed both daggers straight into its skull-flame.


    SSHHHHKK!


    The twin daggers stabbed into the core of its ether flame.


    The moment his blades pierced it, the Howler¡¯s entire body shuddered.


    Its arms flailed, flames bursting from its mouth in a last, desperate screech.


    "SHCRRRRAAARCCCHHHH!"


    Brandon twisted the daggers outward, slicing through the flame and disrupting the core.


    Then¡ª


    BOOOM.


    The Howler exploded in a miniature burst of flame and pressure, hurling Brandon backward through the air.


    He flipped midair and quickly landed on his feet.


    And behind him, the Ravener, still pinned under the third Gravity Vortex, black blood leaking from its ruined face where the dagger had sunk deep.


    He turned his head and the space around the Ravener creaked and three crimson chains appeared from it, tearing the Ravener to pieces. sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Looking at the crumbling corpse, Brandon let out a sigh and at this time, Naevora walked to him.


    She looked at him with a suspicious gaze "That skill... it was the one that belongs to the S-rank researcher, right?"


    Hm? Brandon turned to look at her and nodded his head "Well, yeah..."


    Hearing this, Naevora¡¯s gaze squinted slightly "I didn¡¯t know that you could absorb S-rank skills. Is it temporary?"


    Brandon gave a nod and a deep sigh escaped her lips "Don¡¯t use the skill so casually. If the government finds out that you copied an S rank skill..."


    Brandon smiled and gave a nod "I know, I trust you... That¡¯s why I used it in front of you."


    Huh? Naevora was surprised for a second and then she embarrassingly rubbed her neck, looking away from him "Alright, alright... sheesh."


    Looking at her getting flustered like this, Brandon chuckled in his heart.


    She closed her eyes for a moment to regain her composure and saw him chuckling.


    Her lips twitched in irritation and she reached to pinch his ear "You cheeky brat, don¡¯t fluster me like that. You¡¯re too young to be saying things like that with a straight face."


    Getting his ear pulled, Brandon laughed even more "But what I said is true, Naevora... I truly trust you."


    Naevora blinked, her fingers loosening just a little.


    She stared at him, and her expression softened... just slightly.


    She let go of his ear at last and turned her face away, coughing a little to hide her embarrassment.


    Seeing this, Brandon was quite amused. Even though she has a carefree personality with that cocky attitude, she is flustered when he is honest.


    She looked at him and muttered "Let¡¯s continue... you need to kill some more."

 Chapter 108: D- rank floor [2]

    Chapter 108: D- rank floor [2]A cluster of jagged rocks jutted out from the floor near a trickling underground stream.


    Brandon was sitting on top of a rock, exhaling heavily.


    His jacket was torn at the shoulder and a burn mark was still faintly visible on his arm.


    He rotated his wrist, still sore from his wild dodges and dagger strikes.


    Naevora sat beside him, perched on a lower rock with one leg casually crossed over the other.


    Looking at him, she smiled before speaking "Now, let¡¯s see how much you remember about the disc technique. I showed you that day..."


    Brandon blinked and groaned lightly "You sure this is the time? I just fought some D-ranks, and I¡¯m pretty sure I¡¯ve got a cracked rib."


    Naevora just shrugged "That¡¯s why now is the time. Exhausted bodies don¡¯t lie. If you can manage ether control like this, you¡¯ll be even better when you¡¯re rested."


    He exhaled slowly, reluctantly holding up his palm. "Fine. I¡¯ll give it a shot."


    Naevora reached over and gently tapped his wrist "Focus on the flow. Imagine the ether curling inward like threads of silk... tight, centered, and stable."


    Brandon nodded, closed his eyes, and tried to picture the flow.


    His ether stirred at his fingertips gently.


    Then he focused, visualizing the threads tightening into a single disc beneath his palm.


    For a moment, the air shimmered faintly.


    A disk of faint blue light flickered... but then it exploded with a loud pop, spraying sparks in all directions.


    Brandon yelped and drew his hand back as the unstable ether dispersed, flickering violently before vanishing.


    Naevora didn¡¯t flinch, "Yup. That¡¯s the explosion I warned you about."


    Brandon groaned and shook his hand. "Feels like I jammed my finger in an electric socket..."


    She chuckled, leaning closer to examine his palm. "No burns. That¡¯s a good sign. You¡¯re at least managing the ether itself... your problem is balance."


    "Balance?"


    "You¡¯re forcing it too hard. You¡¯re used to channeling it for raw power. But mobility ether is... delicate. It¡¯s more about harmony than strength."


    Brandon sighed and stared down at his hand. "Hmm."


    Naevora didn¡¯t say anything for a moment.


    Instead, she stood and summoned a small, stable blue disc just above the ground and stepped onto it without hesitation.


    "I didn¡¯t learn this overnight either," she said, gliding up slightly.


    "It took months before I could make even a single step without falling on my ass. You¡¯ll learn. Especially if I¡¯m the one training you."


    She floated gently back down and gestured for him to try again.


    Brandon raised his hand again and he let the ether build slowly.


    It shimmered faintly again, beginning to condense into a small circle of glowing blue.


    It was unstable and the edges wavered as the center rippled like disturbed water.


    Then it collapsed inward with a quiet fizz and vanished.


    He let out a sigh and hung his head. "Better than exploding, I guess."


    Naevora crouched down beside him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Much better. You¡¯ll get there. We¡¯ll work on it little by little."


    Brandon nodded and stretched his arm slightly "Haa... I am tired now."


    Naevora stepped back and looked at the numerous bruises that marred his arms, the faint scorch on his side, and the scratch marks across his jacket.


    "Let¡¯s leave then."


    She extended her hand and he took her hand as she gently pulled him up for him to stand.


    As he stood, his muscles tensed and his back gave a faint pop.


    Standing up, he bent back and stretched his spine "Maybe, the next time we come here, we should bring some snacks and drinks."


    -_- Naevora looked at him blankly "This is not a field trip. This is a dangerous dungeon."


    He just shrugged "Yeah, yeah. But still, it wouldn¡¯t hurt to bring something. Maybe some chocolate bars. Electrolyte drinks. Hell, even jerky."


    Hearing this, she shook her head helplessly. "Move your legs, lets leave..."


    ---


    Steam curled in the quiet bathroom.


    Sitting on the stool, a soft sigh escaped Brandon¡¯s lips as he looked at Ravene who was kneeling beside him naked.


    He has dirt, some bruises, and a few shallow scratches all over his body.


    His dark hair clung damply to his forehead, and his eyes, heavy with exhaustion, softened with a quiet longing as they settled on Ravene.


    She had her hair tucked in a messy bun and her full breasts swayed as she moved, her skin flushing red from the heat.


    In her hand, she had a damp cloth dripping warm water into a small basin at her side and a bar of soap nearby.


    "Hold still, dear."


    She dipped the cloth into the basin and leaned closer as she pressed the cloth to a bruise on his side.


    The touch was cool at first, then soothing, and Brandon let out a quiet sigh, his muscles easing under her care.


    Her fingers moved gently, tracing the edges of the mark.


    "Another rough day in dungeon..." S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He smiled and looked at her delicious body and her curves glowing under the soft light.


    She raised her gaze and noticed the lust swirling in his eyes looking at her body.


    Her gaze flickered to his dick and saw it twitching "Hold your horses, Kael. Don¡¯t jump on me right now. I need to clean you first."


    As she spoke, she pinched the tip of his dick, making him sigh in pleasure.


    His hand slid up her arm as his fingers grazed the curve of her shoulder, and he pulled her closer, the stool creaking faintly as he turned to face her.


    Brandon leaned forward and took her lips in a soft kiss.


    She sighed into him, her free hand resting on his chest and the cloth paused its work, forgotten for a moment as she melted into the kiss, her body leaning closer until her breasts pressed softly against his side.


    Brandon¡¯s hand drifted lower, cupping one breast gently, his thumb brushing over the curve.


    She squeezed his breast, feeling the weight of her flesh in his palm, and he kissed her again, slower this time, savoring the way she arched into his touch.


    "Bran..." she murmured, pulling back just enough to catch her breath, her cheeks flushed.


    She dipped the cloth back into the basin, the water sloshing softly, and resumed her task, wiping a smudge of dirt from his chest with careful strokes.


    He smiled and let his hand slid down, fingers tracing the curve of her hip, then lower, teasing the soft skin of her inner thighs before it found her pussy.


    As his fingers brushed her clit, she closed her eyes and let out a pleased hum "Hm.... Kael."


    She looked down at his dick and raised her hand to gently hold his dick before giving it a slight squeeze.


    "Haa..." He groaned slightly and she gave him faint strokes, her delicate fingers playing with his dick.


    Ravene washed the dirt from his hands as the cloth glided over his knuckles, and he kissed her collarbone, his lips tracing a path to the hollow of her throat.


    Her thumb circled the tip of his cock as she continued giving him a handjob.


    The water in the basin began to grew cooler and Ravene pulled back the towel to look at his body which was perfectly clean now.


    With that, she gently lay back on the cool floor of the bathroom and spread her legs widely in an M shape, showing him her pussy.


    She spread her pussy with her fingers, showing him her inner pink walls "No, jump on me.. don¡¯t hesitate."


    Looking at the desperation in her eyes, Brandon hurriedly got down from the stool and kneeled in front of her.


    He placed one hand on the floor as he positioned his cock into her entrance, before slowly pushing his dick in.


    Feeling his hard dick filling her in, Ravene closed her eyes in pleasure "Yes, darling..." she whispered and her hands reached up to grip his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin as she pulled him closer.


    Brandon let out a soft grunt as her pussy walls clenched his dick, squeezing him tightly "Aunt Rave..."

 Chapter 109: Another good night [1]*

    Chapter 109: Another good night [1]*"Haangh~ Haangh~ Kael...."


    Her face being pressed against the wall, Ravene moaned coquettishly as Brandon continued ramming his cock against her pink pussy.


    "Aunt Rave..."


    Grunting her name in pleasure, Brandon raised her left thigh and moved it over the bath tub as he grabbed her waist and pushed his dick even further.


    "Gaaghh~" Ravene let out a throaty moan as she felt the tip of his cock hit the gate of her womb and Brandon also sighed in pleasure as her pussy gripped his cock even tighter in this position.


    His fingers tightly clutched her fruity ass as he rammed his hot dick deep into her hole, the warmth of her pink pussy melting his hard dick.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes rolled out as she felt her mind flying to heaven and she leaned on the wall flatly.


    Brandon raised his left hand and grabbed her head, pressing her face on the wall, and moved his hips hastily, his dick sliding in and out of her pussy.


    Ravene¡¯s mind is consumed by his dick as she let out her tongue ¡¯Kael is so rough...¡¯


    "Yesss... Kael.... Angh~"


    Brandon pulled his dick out and grabbed her thighs, rotating her body as her back hit against the wall, making her look at him "Aunt Rave..."


    Ravene raised her legs, wrapping them around his waist and Brandon placed his dick on her dripping cave.


    *squeach* He pushed it deeper in one push into her slippery squishy hole "Kael... haanhh-"


    Tightly grabbing her ass cheeks, he raised her up and down as his dick slid in and out of her pussy, muddling her senses with pleasure.


    "Ha..." Brandon let out short bursts of breath as he looked at Ravene¡¯s face with her tongue slipping out, her mind brimming with ecstasy.


    Looking at her bouncing breasts, he leaned forward and sucked her nipple.


    "Yaangh~" She yelped and tightly grabbed his neck as he continued sucking on her nipple.


    Her pussy clenched around his dick, pulsing with every thrust, and she felt the tension coiling tighter in her pussy.


    Brandon¡¯s hips moved faster, his cock driving deeper and the wet sounds of their sex mingling with their moans filled the bathroom.


    Ravene¡¯s thighs trembled as her legs clutched his waist tightly, her toes curling in "Kael... I¡¯m..." she gasped and she orgasmed.


    Her body arched against the wall, her nails digging into his shoulders as she shuddered.


    The sensation pushed Brandon over the edge, and with a groan, he thrust deep one final time, his cock pulsing as he came inside her, his cum spilling into her womb.


    "Rave..." he gasped, his face buried in her neck as he trembled.


    Her pussy milked him, drawing out every last shudder, and he held her tightly, his hands still gripping her ass. S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They stayed like that for a moment, panting as their breaths mingled in the cool air.


    Ravene¡¯s legs loosened around his waist, but she kept them wrapped around him, reluctant to let go.


    Her hands softened on his shoulders as she leaned her head against the wall, her eyes half-lidded, still hazy with pleasure.


    Brandon slowly pulled out his dick, and helped her lower her legs as she slid to the floor to sit down.


    Ravene sat there for a moment, her back against the wall, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath.


    Her face was flushed, her lips parted, and a dreamy smile curved her lips as she looked up at him.


    "Kael..." she murmured and she reached for his hand, pulling him down to sit beside her on the cool tiles.


    He settled next to her, his shoulder brushing hers, and she leaned into him, her head resting on his chest.


    Ravene¡¯s fingers interlaced with his, and she let out a soft laugh, "You¡¯re going to ruin me," she teased, her thumb brushing over his knuckles.


    Brandon chuckled, kissing the top of her head, "You¡¯re mine to ruin."


    She smiled, nuzzling closer, and they sat there for a moment.


    Then, Ravene suddenly remembered something "Wait here," she said and she rose to her feet.


    "I have a surprise for you."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and she smiled before stepping out of the bath.


    A few seconds later, Ravene returned and she had a small bottle in her hand.


    Kneeling beside him on the cool tiles, she leaned forward as kissed his lips "I ordered lube online," she murmured against his lips.


    She pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, her hand raising to caress his cheek as her thumb brushed gently over his jaw. "You asked for anal... so let¡¯s try it."


    Huh? Brandon was surprised for a second and looked at the lube bottle in her hands "Are you sure?"


    She smiled gently "Well, you asked for it. How can I refuse it?"


    His gaze softened and he leaned forward again, kissing her lips.


    Looking into his eyes, she smiled in desire "And I am also curious to explore many more things about sex..."


    He stood, pulling her up with him as he guided her out of the bathroom "Not here, I want you on the bed."


    They entered the bedroom and Ravene quickly climbed on the bed.


    Kneeling on all fours, she looked back at him and wiglled her ass.


    Smiling, Brandon glimpsed at her parted thighs, her glistening pussy, and the untouched pink butthole above it.


    He gently knelt beside her and grabbed her ass cheeks before spreading them with his fingers.


    He then reached for the bottle of lube she had set on the bed.


    He popped the cap, and squeezed a generous amount onto his fingers, "Tell me if it¡¯s too much,"


    Ravene nodded as she braced herself, her hands gripping the sheets.


    Brandon warmed the lube between his fingers, then slowly circled the rim off her asshole with his fingers before he slowly pushed one finger in.


    "Mhnn..." Her body tensed at first and a soft gasp escaped her lips, but she relaxed under his touch, her hips shifting slightly as she adjusted to the sensation.


    He could feel her tight inner muscles clenching on his finger and he slowly moved it in and out, easing her tight muscles.


    "Hm...." Ravene felt a tingle up her spine and a soft moan escaped her lips.


    Looking at her, Brandon slowly pushed his second finger in, stretching her asshole wider.


    "Mnngh..." Feeling her tight muscles stretched, Ravene¡¯s whole body trembled.


    He leaned down and kissed her shoulder "How does it feel?"


    Ravene nodded, her head dipping slightly as she caught her breath, a faint smile curving her lips. "Good... even though it¡¯s tingly and feels a bit strange, it¡¯s kinda good."


    He kissed her shoulder again "You are amazing, Aunt Rave."

 Chapter 110: Another good night [2]*

    Chapter 110: Another good night [2]*He withdrew his fingers slowly and her tight muscles clenched briefly as he left her.


    He reached for the lube bottle, squeezing a generous amount onto his cock, coating himself thoroughly.


    "Ready, Aunt Rave?" he asked and Ravene glanced over her shoulder, giving him a soft nod of approval.


    Brandon positioned himself behind her, one hand guiding his cock to her butt hole, the other steadying her hip.


    He pressed forward as the tip of his cock nudged against her tight asshole, slick with lube, and paused, letting her feel the pressure, giving her a moment to adjust.


    "Relax for me, Aunt Rave," he murmured, and she did, her body softening under his touch, as he pushed forward, slowly.


    The lube made the way smooth, but her tight muscles gripped him fiercely.


    "Fuck... you¡¯re so tight," he gasped as he slowly pushed hsi dick inside, inch inch, letting her adjust to the stretch.


    "Nggh~~" Ravene let out a soft moan of pleasure and surprise, her body trembling as she felt his dick stretching her muscles.


    "Kael..." she breathed, her hands clutching the sheets as she leaned forward slightly.


    The tingle was still there, a strange, electric warmth, but it was laced with pleasure now.


    She took the pillow and buried her face on it as Brandon began to move again.


    He could feel every pulse, every clench, and it was overwhelming.


    His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he moved her ass.


    "You okay?"


    "Yes... yes, it¡¯s good," she murmured and a soft moan escaped her lips as she pushed back against him, finding a rhythm that matched his.


    The strange tingle had softened into a warm, pulsing pleasure, and she felt the ecstacy. S~ea??h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Keep going... please,"


    He leaned forward, his chest brushing her back, and kissed her shoulder as he thrust deeper, the lube making it easier for him to move.


    "Uff.. Haa..." He groaned in pleasure as her tight walls clenched the tip of his cock tightly.


    His hand slid around her waist, fingers finding her clit, circling gently, adding a layer of pleasure that made her moan louder.


    "Aunt Rave, you feel incredible," he groaned, and she laughed softly, moving her hips to meet his every thrust.


    She closed her eyes as he increased the speed of his thrusts. "Hmm... this is incredible... Haangh... Mnnghh~~~"


    Her body trembled, her thighs quivering as she pushed back against him, "Haangh... yes... just like that..." she gasped, her fingers clutching the pillow so tightly, her face pressing deeper into its softness as pleasure consumed her.


    Brandon¡¯s hand slid further around her waist, fingers finding her clit again, circling with a gentle touch that sent a jolt through her.


    "Ohh... Kael..." she moaned and her hips bucked slightly as his fingers teased her clit, pinching it between hsi fingers.


    Her pussy was wet, and the dual sensations from his cock in her ass and his fingers on her clit pushed her closer to the edge.


    "Urghh..." Brandon felt her tightening, her muscles pulsing around his dick, and he groaned.


    "You feel so good, Aunt Rave," he murmured, his lips grazing the nape of her neck as he thrust faster.


    He kissed her cheek and whispered "Your asshole.. Haa.. Aunt Rave."


    Looking at her bouncing ass cheeks, he raised his arm and gave a sharp slap on them.


    "Haangh..."


    She moaned and he felt her ass muscles clenching tighter on his cock "Urgh..."


    "Mnnghh... Kael... I¡¯m..." Ravene¡¯s voice broke and her body arched as pleasure crashed through her, her tight muscles pulsing around his cock in waves.


    In the next minute, she orgasmed and love juices rushed out of her puss staining the bed sheets.


    "Haangh... yes... Kael..." she gasped, her face buried in the pillow, her body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm.


    "Rave... fuck..." his thrusts grew erratic and with a final, deep thrust, he came, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her.


    The heat of his cum filled her tight asshole, leaving him breathless.


    His hands gripped her hips, holding her close as he shuddered, his forehead resting against her back.


    Feeling his hot cum spilling inside her, Ravene¡¯s legs twitched and she fell down on the bed.


    Brandon slowly pulled back his dick with a gentle pop and saw his cum leaking down her asshole, flowing down her pussy.


    He grabbed her ass and spread it widely as even more cum dribbled down, spilling on her pussy.


    Looking up, he saw Ravene taking deep, shuddering breaths, her whole body flushed a deep, rosy red, from the tips of her ears to the curve of her thighs.


    Her hair was spread against the sheets, tendrils clinging to her damp skin, and her eyes were half-lidded, hazy with pleasure.


    She raised her hand and gripped his wrist, pulling him closely "Kael... how was my ass? your first anal?"


    He moved closer, his hand cupping her cheek and his thumb brushed gently over her flushed skin as he smiled "It was incredible. Thankyou Aunt Rave... going along with my selfish wishes."


    She shook her head tenderly "As your wife, it is my duty to satisfy you in bed."


    Brandon¡¯s heart trembled, and he pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her, as he pressed their bodies together.


    "I love you, Aunt Rave..."


    Hearing this, she giggled and leaned onto his arms "Me too..."


    ---


    Next day,


    The sun cast pale beams through the high arched windows of the academy lecture hall, scattering warm golden light across rows of desks filled with students.


    Brandon was sitting in the bench listening to the teacher¡¯s lectures and glimpsed at Eira, who was taking notes.


    His gaze briefly settled on Calistra and his eyes narrowed as he remembered Florence¡¯s words.


    ¡¯Hmm...¡¯


    At this time, he saw someone waving to him out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at Elena, who was on the opposite side of the class.


    As he locked eyes with him, she grinned and waved her hand, lipsynching "Good morning."


    He smiled and nodded his head and replied "Morning."


    Eira noticed him looking somewhere and through his line of sight, she saw Elena.


    She didn¡¯t comment and continued taking notes.


    As the classes came to an end, Eira let out a deep sigh and leaned her head on Brandon¡¯s shoulder.


    "Haa... Exams are next week," she muttered, her voice muffled by his uniform jacket. "How are you going to study at this rate? You barely listened to half the lectures today."


    Hearing this, Brandon smiled dryly "Don¡¯t worry... with your teaching, I can catch up somehow."


    At this time, he got an idea and looked down at her "Eira, how about you come to my place today and let¡¯s study together."


    She blinked and sat up slowly, looking at him with slight surprise. "Your place?"


    Brandon gave a small nod. "Yeah. I mean, you¡¯ve been helping me a lot lately. Might be easier for us to focus there, quieter than the library."


    Eira¡¯s eyes narrowed in thought and then she remembered him living with his Aunt inside the Academy grounds.


    ¡¯I can also meet his Aunt and introduce myself as his girlfriend...¡¯


    A soft blush appeared on her cheeks and she nodded her head "Hm, okay."


    ---


    The evening air was calm, tinged with the fading fragrance of spring blossoms.


    The soft crunch of gravel underfoot was the only sound as Brandon led her down the side path toward Ravene¡¯s house.


    Soon, they arrived at the small, elegant building tucked beneath the tall shade trees.


    Brandon moved to the front and pushed the front door for her "Come in."


    Eira stepped inside slowly, looking around at the living "It¡¯s nice..."


    Brandon smiled and just then, he heard a voice "Kael?"


    "Aunt Rave, it¡¯s me."


    Eira stiffened slightly upon hearing the voice and her heart began to beat rapidly.


    A moment later, Ravene stepped into the living room wearing a tank top and black panties.


    E-Eh? Eira was dumbfounded to see her standing there like that "Um..."


    Ravene was also startled to see Eira ¡¯Who is she...¡¯


    Snapping out of her daze, Eira instinctively bowed her head "I-I¡¯m Eira. I¡¯m Brandon¡¯s..."


    She hesitated, then glanced at Brandon.


    He smiled and patted Eira¡¯s shoulder "She¡¯s my girlfriend."

 Chapter 111: Cheater

    Chapter 111: CheaterBrandon smiled and patted Eira¡¯s shoulder "She¡¯s my girlfriend."


    "Huh?" Eira looked up, startled by the sudden declaration.


    She blinked and her eyelashes fluttered as her cheeks flushed with a rush of heat, a rosy color blooming across her fair skin.


    Her lips parted slightly in surprise before curling into a soft, shy smile.


    She looked down, brushing a lock of blonde hair behind her ear as if to hide her expression, clearly flustered yet happy.


    Her heart beat a little faster.


    ¡¯He said it.. in front of someone else that I am his girlfriend.¡¯


    HUH?


    Ravene¡¯s eyes shrank in shock upon hearing this and looked at Brandon ¡¯Ka... el?¡¯


    Looking into his gaze, her eyes trembled, and she took a deep breath to control her emotions.


    Her lips twitched and she forced a smile "I... I see, y-you are his girlfriend."


    Eira nodded her head and looked at Brandon affectionately "I really love him."


    Ravene clutched her forehead as she remembered the sex they had just yesterday night and today he is bringing his girlfriend, showing that he is cheating on her.


    Her eyebrow twitched in frustration and glared at him in the corner of her eyes ¡¯You... bastard.¡¯


    Feeling her glare, Brandon glanced away and patted Eira¡¯s shoulder.


    "Eira, you go and wait in the room. I will come there soon."


    "Mhm."


    Eira nodded her head and shyly walked down the corridor to the room with a smile on her lips.


    She reached the room at the end of the corridor and gently pushed open the door. sea??h th§× N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She paused for a second and smiled at him before entering the room.


    Now that she is gone, Brandon turned to face Ravene, who now looked very furious with her arms crossed.


    He slowly walked to her with a dry smile on his lips "Aunt Rave..."


    Before he could say anything, she raised her hand and grabbed his collar before pulling him to the kitchen.


    Brandon just sighed helplessly and went with her pull.


    The kitchen door swung closed behind them with a soft thud.


    Once inside, she pushed him against the counter with her hands on his waist "Explain to me..."


    Brandon scratched his neck awkwardly "Well, we are dating..."


    Looking at him, her gaze narrowed further "That day, you were talking about getting another girlfriend and you really went and did it."


    Brandon just stayed silent, as there was no point trying to dodge the obvious. His silence was answer enough.


    Ravene looked at his face for a moment and without warning, she leaned forward and kissed his lips.


    Feeling her lips, Brandon was surprised for a second before he sighed and closed his eyes, reciprocating the kiss.


    She pulled back her lips a bit and looked into his eyes "Do you love her?"


    With a faint nod, he replied "I do."


    Hearing this, Ravene closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh "Haa..."


    Brandon gently grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, letting her fall on his chest "You don¡¯t like it?"


    She hugged him, nuzzling her face on his neck "It¡¯s not that... it¡¯s just that this is too sudden."


    Her voice softened into his skin, more vulnerable than before.


    She tilted her head slightly, her warm breath brushing over his neck as she kissed his skin before letting her tongue out and running it along the side of his neck in a slow, teasing motion.


    "Did you kiss her?" she asked, her lips brushing against his jaw.


    Brandon nodded his head "I did."


    "Hmm..." Ravene hummed under her breath and placed a kiss on his jaw "What about sex?"


    With a dry smile, he gave a nod "Yeah, once."


    Hearing this, her lips twitched in frustration "Me, your wife is at home... but you are out cheating on me."


    Brandon opened his mouth. "Aun¡ª"


    As Brandon tried to speak, "Shh," she said immediately, raising a hand to his lips. "I¡¯m speaking."


    -_- Brandon looked at her and nodded his head "Yes, ma¡¯am."


    Her fingers pinched his lips and pulled it before letting it go.


    Her fingers slowly slid down his chest and reached his waist.


    Looking into his eyes, she plucked the button in his pants and slid her hand inside his underwear.


    Huh? Brandon was surprised but before he could say anything, she kissed him and pulled down his pants, letting his dick out.


    She grabbed his dick with her delicate fingers "What an ungrateful dick..."


    As she spoke, she squeezed his dick gently, and he muttered in between her kiss "Aunt Rave... it¡¯s a very delicate... ugh. Stop squeezing it."


    She smiled against his lips and shook her head "No, you are getting punished for being unfaithful to me."


    Her hand moved again, stroking him with a slow pace, her thumb brushing over the tip of his cock.


    Brandon¡¯s hands found her hips, gripping them tightly as he leaned into the kiss, his tongue sliding in to interlock with hers.


    She continued stroking his dick and reciprocated the kiss.


    "You think you can just bring her here, call her your girlfriend, and I¡¯ll let it slide?" Ravene pulled back slightly, her lips hovering just above his lips.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes softened, his hands sliding up her back, pulling her closer "I should¡¯ve talked to you first. I know that."


    He kissed her again "I love you a lot, dear. That hasn¡¯t changed..."


    "Just because Eira is my girlfriend doesn¡¯t mean that I stopped loving you. You are my wife... I love both of you dearly."


    Ravene¡¯s hand slowed, her fingers loosening their grip, though they still held him, stroking lightly, almost absently, as she processed his words.


    She looked into his eyes and saw the affection in his gaze; she knew that he loves her a lot.


    ¡¯But this bastard is too perverted to stick to one woman.¡¯


    Letting out a deep sigh, she leaned onto his chest ¡¯But, he is still my dear Kael...¡¯


    ¡¯The same idiot who gets flustered when I tease him. The one who holds me close when he thinks I¡¯m asleep.¡¯


    ¡¯The boy I¡¯ve watched grow stronger every day. The man whose warmth I have come to crave more than anything else.¡¯


    She closed her eyes, feeling his warmth ¡¯If I resist here and acted coldly I am afraid he might choose her over me.¡¯


    That thought alone sent a shiver down her spine and her heart twisted in pain.


    ¡¯No...¡¯


    ¡¯But if I comply with him, I can be with him along with that woman and more than anything, I want Kael to be happy.¡¯


    Her eyelashes trembled for a second ¡¯I don¡¯t care how many others come into his life. I don¡¯t care if he ends up having ten girlfriends or even a wife.¡¯


    ¡¯I want Kael to be happy. That smile of his... I want to see it. I want to be the one standing beside him when he smiles like that.¡¯


    A flicker of bittersweet emotion passed through her chest.


    ¡¯My years of love... all the time I¡¯ve spent caring about him, watching over him, holding him when he was weak. Should I throw all of that away just because another woman entered the picture?¡¯


    ¡¯...I would simply give up for some woman?¡¯


    ¡¯Even if I have to share a piece of his heart, I¡¯ll do it... because what matters most is that I¡¯m still in it.¡¯


    Ravene slowly pulled back just enough to look up at him.


    His eyes were gentle, affectionate and laced with worry as he looked at her.


    Her heart trembled looking into his eyes ¡¯You fucking bastard... stop looking at me with those eyes.¡¯


    "I don¡¯t care that you¡¯re dating someone." she muttered in a soft tone.


    Brandon blinked, surprised by the sudden shift in her tone.


    "But..." she continued, her hands slowly rising to cup his cheeks, her thumbs brushing lightly across his skin, "please tell me from now on if you fall in love with someone."


    Her lips trembled slightly as she spoke "I¡¯m not going to stop you or get you all to myself. I know I can¡¯t. You¡¯re too free-spirited for that. But I only want one thing."


    She leaned forward again, her forehead pressing against his as her warm breath fanned across his lips.


    "I only want you."


    "I don¡¯t care about others," she whispered. "... if it means I get to keep loving you."


    Brandon¡¯s throat tightened.


    There were no words strong enough to respond in that moment.


    He reached up and placed his hand over hers, gently squeezing it as he closed his eyes for a moment.


    The weight of her loyal and devoted love weighed into his heart.


    "I¡¯m sorry," he murmured. "For not telling you sooner."


    Ravene smiled faintly, brushing her nose against his. "You better be. You¡¯re lucky I¡¯m madly in love with you."


    A soft laugh escaped his lips.


    "And you better keep loving me," she muttered, giving his cheeks a gentle squeeze, "because if you stop... I will kill you."


    Hearing this, Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle "Yes, ma¡¯am. I am at your service."


    Her smile widened and then, slowly, she leaned in and kissed him again.

 Chapter 112: The study

    Chapter 112: The studyAs they pulled back from the kiss, Brandon looked at his dick, which is semi hard right now. "Now, what to do with this..."


    She scoffed and looked away "Go and ask your new girlfriend."


    With a dry chuckle, he corrected his pants, tucking it all back in "Seems like my wife is still angry."


    Hearing this, she reached out and pinched his waist sharply "You are not touching my body for two days; that¡¯s the punishment."


    Brandon¡¯s face grimaced in pain "Shhh.. ok."


    She loosened her grip on his skin and muttered "And... as I said, always tell me if you are going to love someone. I don¡¯t want someone to randomly show up and introduce herself as your girlfriend."


    Brandon smiled and nodded his head "Mhm.. I am sorry."


    She gave a nod and gave him a glare "Two days. No touching, no kissing, no... anything. You¡¯re sleeping on the couch, Kael. And don¡¯t even think about sneaking into my bed."


    Upon hearing this, Brandon chuckled in his heart and nodded his head "Okay."


    Ravene narrowed her eyes once more, then turned away with a quiet huff, busying herself with tidying the kitchen counter.


    Brandon took that as his cue to exit the kitchen and made his way toward the room where Eira was waiting.


    As he reached the door, he paused for a moment and placed a hand on the handle, composing himself before gently pushing it open.


    Inside, the room was bathed in the soft orange glow of the late evening sun filtering in through the curtains.


    Eira was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a sleek tablet propped up on her lap.


    Her brow was furrowed in deep concentration as she traced her finger across a particular section of the theory.


    Brandon stood at the doorway for a moment, watching her.


    He stepped in softly, and as Eira glanced up, her face lit up with a smile looking at him.


    "Took you long enough," she teased lightly, tapping the screen of the tablet. "I¡¯ve already reviewed some material."


    Brandon chuckled and made his way over. "Sorry, my aunt decided to give me a surprise lecture."


    "Must¡¯ve been a long one." She tilted her head curiously but didn¡¯t press further.


    Sitting beside her on the bed, Brandon leaned in, resting his weight slightly against her shoulder.


    Eira instinctively shifted, making room for him and letting the tablet settle between them.


    The bed creaked softly beneath their combined weight as he stretched out a little and wrapped his arm around her.


    "What are we looking at?"


    Eira angled the tablet so he could see better. "Etheric Geometry and Pattern Stabilization. The section we skipped last week."


    Brandon squinted at the complex diagrams and notations. "Oh gods. This again."


    She raised her hand and pinched his cheek "Come on, you said you¡¯d catch up if I helped."


    "I didn¡¯t expect it to be this painful," he muttered with a sigh, making her giggle.


    "You big baby."


    She nudged his side gently with her elbow and began explaining the diagram.


    The tablet glowed with shifting symbols as she scrolled through pages and animated renderings.


    Her fingers danced across the screen, highlighting connections and arcs.


    As they were continuing to learn, the door creaked open, and Ravene entered.


    In her hands, she carried a wooden tray with two cups of steaming coffee and a small plate filled with an assortment of neatly arranged snacks... delicate butter biscuits, sliced fruit, and a few pieces of dark chocolate.


    "I thought you two might be hungry," she muttered as she looked at Brandon for a second.


    Brandon smiled warmly "Thanks, Aunt Ravene."


    Eira blinked in surprise, quickly straightening herself.


    She glanced at the tray and smiled warmly, "That¡¯s really thoughtful of you. Thank you, Ms. Ravene."


    Ravene¡¯s gaze shifted to Eira for a moment and looked at the cute woman as if assessing her.


    Then, she nodded slightly and stepped forward, making her way to the side table near the bed.


    She knelt down and gently placed the tray down without a single clatter.


    She adjusted the napkins beside the snacks, ensuring everything looked perfect before standing up.


    "There¡¯s sugar in the little container. You take it with sugar, don¡¯t you, Eira?"


    The girl blinked, slightly surprised and nodded her head "Yes, I do. Thank you."


    As she turned to leave, Eira quickly called out, "Wait... won¡¯t you join us? You went through the trouble of making all this." S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Ravene paused at the door with her one hand resting lightly on the handle.


    She turned to look at her and replied, "I have other things to take care of. But thank you for the offer."


    Without waiting for a response, she opened the door and stepped out quietly.


    Looking at her leave, Eira smiled dryly "I wonder why she is walking around the house in panties and a loose tank top."


    Brandon just chuckled and reached out for his cup "She is just carefree and comfortable around me."


    She gently punched at his gut "But you are a pervert. I am surprised Ms.Ravene is comfortable with those clothes around you."


    Brandon didn¡¯t comment on that and took a sip of his coffee.


    Eira also took her coffee and continued to teach him "Anyway, listen here..."


    ---


    The soft clink of utensils against ceramic plates echoed gently.


    The dining table was filled with food.


    It was a simple dinner: steamed rice, grilled chicken with herbs, a bowl of mixed vegetables saut¨¦ed in garlic and butter, and a small dish of soup.


    Brandon sat at one end of the table and his hair was slightly damp from the shower he had taken earlier, a simple dark T-shirt clinging loosely to his body.


    Eira was sitting beside him, her usual academy uniform replaced by a soft, oversized sweater that fell just past her thighs and a pair of fluffy socks.


    Her short blonde hair was tied up loosely behind her head, strands falling to frame her face as she spooned some soup into her bowl.


    They sat in a comfortable silence for a moment, and occasionally, their eyes met, and a faint smile would pass between them.


    "This is really good," Eira said, taking a bite of the grilled chicken and savoring it "Did Ms. Ravene cook this?"


    Brandon nodded with a faint smile "Yeah, she whipped it up earlier. I tried to help, but she kicked me out of the kitchen before I could burn anything."


    Eira giggled softly, covering her mouth with the back of her hand "Smart woman."


    "Hey." Brandon gave her a mock-offended glance but then chuckling afterward. "I make great food."


    She rolled her eyes playfully and took another bite. "I¡¯ll believe it when I taste it."

 Chapter 113: Sleepy night

    Chapter 113: Sleepy nightBrandon was sitting on the living room couch, leaning his head on Eira¡¯s shoulder.


    Eira was beside him, her legs curled up on the couch, one of her hands absentmindedly stroking his hair while the other scrolled through her mobile screen.


    She wasn¡¯t reading anything in particular, just casually flicking through updates, news, and academy group chats.


    With a soft sigh, she tilted her head just slightly to look down at him "Should I stay here for the night?"


    Hearing this, Brandon nodded his head "Sure. You can sleep with Aunt in bed. I will sleep on the couch."


    Huh? Eira looked at the couch they were sitting on, and only then did she realize that there is only one bedroom in this house.


    "Then I am also lying on the couch with you."


    Letting out a chuckle, he kissed her cheek "Don¡¯t joke... it would be uncomfortable for two people to sleep on the couch and you would fall halfway in teh night."


    "You sleep comfortably on the bed with Aunt."


    "I don¡¯t care," she replied, sticking out her tongue slightly. "I am not letting you sleep on the couch alone."


    He reached out and pinched her cheek "Just listen to me. Go and sleep on the bed with Aunt Rave."


    At this time, Ravene walked to the living room and muttered "Don¡¯t worry. He will be fine on the couch, and if you sleep with him, it would only make him more uncomfortable on teh couch with less space."


    "So it¡¯s better to leave him alone and you sleep on the bed."


    Hearing this, Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, as Aunt said."


    Her gaze lowered in thought and he leaned forward to kiss her cheek "Go on.. don¡¯t worry about me."


    "...Fine."


    Letting out a reluctant sigh, she stood up and walked to the room, though she glanced back over her shoulder one last time before stepping inside.


    Ravene threw the blanket on his face and spoke "Sleep there, cheater."


    With a dry chuckle, Brandon took the blanket in his hand and nodded his head "Okay."


    Ravene paused halfway to her room, glancing at him over her shoulder.


    "And don¡¯t get up in the middle of the night thinking you can sneak into my bed either."


    He looked at her with innocent eyes "Would I do that?"


    She gave him an unamused stare, then walked to the room without another word.


    Left alone, Brandon lay back with a tired sigh, stretching his legs out as far as the couch would allow.


    And though it wasn¡¯t exactly comfortable, he knew he wouldn¡¯t be getting any better tonight.


    ---


    Only a few minutes later, Brandon¡¯s eyelashes fluttered open as he felt his throat getting dry.


    With a quiet sigh, he sat up, running a hand through his disheveled hair, then glanced toward the kitchen.


    Dragging the blanket off his lap, he stood and walked silently across the living room, barefoot on cool tiles.


    The fridge clicked faintly as he pulled the door open, and a pale glow spilled out, illuminating his face in soft blue tones.


    He blinked against the light for a moment before reaching inside and retrieving a bottle of chilled water.


    Twisting the cap off, he took a few long gulps.


    He stood there for a moment, then slowly turned his gaze toward the hallway.


    The bedroom door was half-closed.


    Placing the bottle back in the fridge, he quietly stepped toward the hallway.


    He reached the door, fingers brushing the edge of it as he gently nudged it open just a little further.


    The moonlight filtered in through the curtains, painting the room in a quiet silvery hue.


    On the bed, he saw Ravene lying on the bed with her back to the door; there is also Eira beside her, sleeping peacefully.


    He stood there for a moment, watching Ravene in silence and a soft smile appeared on his lips.


    Then, almost without thinking, he stepped inside, closing the door gently behind him to a faint click.


    The bed dipped slightly under his weight as he sat at the edge, careful not to disturb Ravene.


    He stayed still for several seconds, simply watching her breathe.


    Slowly, he reached out, and his fingers brushed Ravene¡¯s cheek, trailing from just beneath her eye down to her jawline.


    He sat there a little longer, looking at her beautiful face and his gaze softened in affection.


    Then, with another quiet sigh, he withdrew his hand and rose from the bed.


    He turned around, stepping carefully across the floor toward the door again.


    Opening the door, he stepped out and slowly closed the door so as not to disturb them.


    As he left, Ravene slowly opened her eyes and looked at Eira, who was sleeping opposite to her with her back towards her.


    A small smile appeared on Ravene¡¯s lips "...Idiot."


    Brandon stepped out of the room and went to sit on the couch, as he pulled the blanket over his lap.


    He reached for his mobile phone and saw some messages from Elena and han Dhayun, but he is not in the mood to reply.


    So he just set the phone down and let out a quiet sigh.


    He leaned back on the couch and gently lowered his body, lying on the couch.


    However, at this time, Ravene stepped out of her room and walked to the couch.


    "Hm?" Brandon also saw her and raised an eyebrow "Aunt Rave?"


    Smiling, she sat beside him on the couch and leaned on top of him, hugging him tightly "Kael..."


    Eh? Brandon was surprised as she hugged him tightly, her hands grabbing his waist.


    "I thought no touching..."


    Hearing this, she just chuckled against his lips "Shut up. I set the rules here..." she murmured playfully, her voice muffled as she nestled closer.


    With that, she leaned forward and kissed him.


    Brandon was surprised for a moment but then he melted into the kiss and gently grabbed her neck, pulling her closer.


    Ravene pulled back slightly, her lips hovering just above his, as she looked into his eyes, her gaze softening with an affection "You are just so adorable... that I can¡¯t stop myself..."


    Hearing this his gaze softened as he looked into her eyes "Are you comfortable in the couch? The space is narro-"


    She placed her finger on his lips and raised her leg, placing her thigh on his waist "I am very comfortable with you. Do you think I am gullible like that little girl, who went away when I said you would be uncomfortable here?"


    She reached over to her tank top and pulled it down, letting her breasts spill out "Just shut up and hug me."


    Brandon let out a chuckle and grabbed her ass, pushing her up a bit before nestling his face into her soft breasts.


    "As always, your boobs are the best...."


    Ravene smiled, a soft laugh escaping her lips as she squished his face between her breasts, her fingers threading through his hair, holding him close. "Yeah, now sleep comfortably..."


    She reached for the blanket, tugging it over them with a gentle flourish, covering their tangled bodies completely.


    He smiled, his hand squeezing her ass gently "You are breaking your own rules right now..."


    She tenderly patted his head "Rules are for when I¡¯m mad. Right now... I just want you." S§×arch* The N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    With that, she closed her eyes for a moment, but then she remembered "Amidst the chaos, I forgot to ask you... how was my skill?"


    He nodded into her breasts "Hmm.. it was good. Though I can¡¯t use it very efficiently."


    Caressing his hair, she let out a sigh "Makes sense, even though it¡¯s an S-rank skill for me. In your hands, the output will still be on an E rank level because of the small capacity of your ether..."


    "If you build proficiency in using the skill, you can output it much better."


    "Mhm..."


    "Now, don¡¯t think about it. Just sleep."


    "Hmm..."

 Chapter 114: Little pain?

    Chapter 114: Little pain?A soft sigh escaped Brandon¡¯s lips as he leaned his head back on the bathtub, lying comfortably as the heat of the water caressed his skin.


    Ravene was sitting in the hot bath on his lap, leaning back on his chest, her body molded to his in a perfect, intimate fit.


    After waking up in the morning, they had coffee, and Eira left for her dorm so they could meet up at the Academy later.


    His hand slowly went up, cupping her breasts and she closed her eyes, sighing onto his hands.


    He squeezed her breasts greedily, spreading them to his heart¡¯s content.


    "Hmnn..." Ravene¡¯s sigh deepened into a soft moan, her body arching slightly, pressing her breasts further into his hands.


    His fingers gently twisted her hard nipple and she tilted her head back, exposing the graceful line of her throat, and he kissed her there "You¡¯re so fucking beautiful,"


    Ravene let out a soft laugh and she opened her eyes, turning her head slightly to meet his gaze "Flatterer..."


    She reached up, her hand finding his cheek, fingers brushing over his stubble as she pulled him into a kiss, tasting the faint taste of coffee.


    As she pulled back the kiss, she grabbed his hand and lowered it to her crotch "Help me with that..."


    Brandon hugged her close and his fingers tenderly caressed the outer walls of her pussy, tracing the soft, slick folds with a gentle touch.


    Ravene closed her eyes, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips, her head tilting back against his shoulder as she surrendered to the sensation. "Haa..."


    Slowly he slid in a finger, stretching her inner muscles further.


    Ravene smiled faintly "That reminds me, Kael... how are you going to tell our relationship to that girl?"


    Brandon slowly moved his fingers in and out of her pussy, stimulating her with pleasure "I am still wondering how to break it to her..."


    She chuckled softly, "Hm, need my help?"


    Brandon was quite surprised "Well, if you help me, it would be easier, I guess."


    "Haangh...." Another soft moan escaped her lips as she muttered, "How funny it is; I am helping my Husband to get many girlfriends."


    With a chuckle, he kissed her neck "I have the best wife."


    "Yeah, I know..."


    ---


    Walking through the Academy, Brandon stretched his back slightly. Even though he was happily lying on the couch with Ravene yesterday, he got a mild back pain.


    But Ravene was perfectly alright ¡¯Is that the power of an S-rank woman? They have inbuilt spinal power or something? Ugh, I must have slept in an awkward position. Fuck...¡¯


    Feeling the stares of women around him, he sighed in his heart ¡¯And this to...¡¯


    At this time, someone suddenly flicked his left ear.


    Huh? Startled, he turned to the left side and saw no one behind him.


    He turned to the right and in the next instant, a punch landed on his gut.


    "You damn fucker..."


    "Ugh..."


    Wincing in pain, he looked up at the elf girl standing in front of him "Dhayun..."


    He rubbed his stomach "You damn bitch, I am going to punch your face next."


    Dhayun¡¯s lips twitched in frustration "Is that so? Dumbass, lets see who cries first."


    He narrowed his eyes and took a breath, trying to recover from the punch. She didn¡¯t hold back, as usual. Not even a bit of sympathy for his poor, couch-wrecked body.


    He straightened up "Fucking hell, you whore..."


    She gripped her fingers into a fist "Then stop ignoring my messages, you dumbfuck."


    Hearing this, Brandon rolled his eyes "Oh, that.. my bad. I didn¡¯t really get the time to reply to you."


    Han Dhayun scoffed "Yeah, yeah... you have the time to reply to that girlfriend, but not me."


    With a sigh, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her in "Shut up for a moment."


    She shook her head helplessly and hugged his waist "I am still mad."


    With a nod, he replied "I know. How about I make it up to you? Breakfast?" S§×ar?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She shook her head "No, coffee. That expensive coffee from that place."


    Hearing this, he shook his head helplessly "Alright."


    As they walked side by side, Dhayun¡¯s gaze occasionally flicked to Brandon¡¯s posture. Though he tried to walk normally, she noticed the subtle stiffness in his movement, the way his left shoulder didn¡¯t rotate fully, the slight tilt in his upper back.


    She furrowed her brows. "Did you twist your back or something?"


    Brandon glanced at her, then rolled his shoulder with a light grunt. "Seems like it. My back¡¯s a bit sore."


    "Hmm..." Dhayun gave him a long look before exhaling sharply "Come with me. I¡¯ll give you a massage."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in amusement "Oh? How kind of you, Lady Dhayun."


    They reached the entrance of the private lounge, and Dhayun casually showed her academy credentials to the bored-looking receptionist.


    With a slight bow, he led them down a narrower corridor and unlocked one of the small relaxation suites.


    Once the door closed behind them, Dhayun looked around at the room with soundproofed walls, soft ambient lighting, a low glass table with complimentary refreshments, and a plush lounge couch long enough for someone to stretch out on.


    Dhayun exhaled and turned to him. "Woonie, remove your shirt."


    Without further comment, Brandon slipped off his blazer and unbuttoned his shirt.


    He neatly folded both and set them aside, then lowered himself onto the couch, lying face down.


    His bare back faced the soft ambient light, revealing the hard lines of his muscles, but more noticeable was the long, jagged scar running diagonally across his back.


    Dhayun approached and her gaze fell on that scar.


    She paused beside the couch, her gaze softening slightly.


    She crouched down and reached out, her fingers lightly brushing against the old wound.


    "...It¡¯s been some years since I last saw this scar of yours," she murmured.


    Brandon didn¡¯t reply. He simply rested his cheek against the armrest and closed his eyes.


    Her fingers trailed along the edge of the scar for a few seconds longer before she pulled away, standing up straight.


    Then, to Brandon¡¯s surprise, she began to remove her shoes and set them off to the side.


    His brow furrowed slightly, and he tilted his head just enough to peek at her over his shoulder.


    "...What are you doing?"


    Dhayun didn¡¯t answer.


    She peeled off her socks next, flexing her pale toes slightly as they met the warm carpet of the floor.


    A faint smile danced at her lips as she rolled her ankles to loosen up "Relax."


    Brandon squinted. "You¡¯re not going to hit me with those shoes or something, right? Because this feels like the kind of setup that ends in violence."


    "No hitting," she said lightly, brushing back a lock of hair that fell across her cheek.


    "This is me being nice, remember?"


    "...You¡¯re being weirdly nice," Brandon muttered under his breath.


    She stepped onto the couch, her bare feet sinking slightly into the cushion as she climbed up and positioned herself above him.


    Carefully, she bent one knee and placed her foot gently on his back, her heel pressing against the space between his shoulder blades.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes widened slightly "Wait... are you massaging me with your feet?"


    "Uh-huh," Dhayun responded with a nod, shifting her weight slightly to test her balance. "You want a proper back massage or not?"


    "I thought you¡¯d use your hands like a normal person," he muttered, muffled against the pillow.


    "I am normal. I just have strong, elegant, and well-trained elf feet. This is an ancient elven technique. Passed down for generations."


    "That is made up."


    "Shush and be grateful."


    She slowly applied pressure, beginning at his upper back.


    Her foot slid gently across his skin with practiced control, her toes curling slightly to guide the motion.


    She used the balls of her feet to knead into the muscles beside his spine, moving in slow, circular motions.


    To his surprise... it was effective.


    "Ahh... damn," Brandon muttered after a moment, exhaling a long breath. "That¡¯s actually... good."


    Hearing this, Dhayun smiled "Told you. This is high-tier treatment. Don¡¯t say I never do anything nice for you."


    She shifted her weight slightly, using one foot to apply pressure and the other for balance, moving down toward the middle of his back, then up again.


    Her movements were precise... not too hard, not too soft applying that strange pain with pleasure.


    She knew where to press and where to pause.


    At times, her heel gently dug into the tight muscle knots, coaxing out the tension little by little.


    Brandon let out a soft groan of relief. "Damn... you¡¯ve done this before?"


    "A couple times," she said casually.


    "My mom had some back pain and I used to do it for her."


    "Wow, thanks."


    "Don¡¯t mention it," she grinned, now using both feet alternately as if walking in place on his back.


    The minutes passed in silence as the massage continued.


    Dhayun, now more focused looked at his back, her purple hair swaying slightly as she leaned forward.


    Eventually, she stepped down, her feet touching the floor with a soft thump, and she sat on the edge of the couch, looking at him.


    "Well?"


    Brandon turned his head slightly and opened one eye. "Honestly? That was amazing."


    She smirked and flicked his ear again. "Then say thank you properly."


    He sighed but gave her a genuine, tired smile. "Thank you, Dhayun."


    "...You¡¯re welcome," she said after a pause, her tone suddenly turning softer.


    Then, without warning, she leaned down and pressed a brief kiss to the unscarred part of his upper back.


    Brandon blinked, and his eyes widened a bit.


    "...What was that for?"


    "Nothing," she said, standing up and brushing off her skirt. "Your back¡¯s warm. I was checking your temperature."


    "That¡¯s the lamest excuse I¡¯ve ever heard."


    "Shut up, Woonie."


    -_-

 Chapter 115: A bit desperate?

    Chapter 115: A bit desperate?Brandon finally let out a deep breath and the stiffness in his back had lessened considerably under Dhayun¡¯s effective foot massage, but there were still lingering knots in his lower spine and shoulders.


    He flexed his arms forward and started to push himself up from the couch as he straightened up.


    "Oof..." he muttered, arching his back slightly as he sat upright, rolling his shoulders.


    "Better, but not perfect."


    Looking at him, Dhayun tilted her head "Still sore?"


    He nodded "Yeah. The part near my lower spine is still tight."


    Dhayun gently stepped behind him, knelt onto the couch, and brought her hands gently to his shoulders "Alright. Stay still. I¡¯ll finish the job properly."


    Without waiting for further protest, her fingers began to work into his shoulder muscles as her thumbs dug into the base of his neck.


    Her touch, though firm, held a gentleness that made it easy to lean into.


    With fluid motions, she began kneading his shoulders, tracing the tension lines that had built up along his back.


    Brandon closed his eyes again, his body slightly leaning forward as her hands rolled over his shoulder blades, then worked their way downward.


    Dhayun adjusted her position, shifting to kneel beside him now, her hands pushing into the muscle between his ribs and spine.


    Her hands moved in slow circles now, focused on the lower back.


    She used her knuckles in gentle circular pressure, leaning her body forward for leverage, her breath brushing faintly against his ear as she worked deeper into the sore spots.


    Brandon hissed softly when she hit a particularly tight knot.


    "Yeah... that¡¯s the spot," he muttered.


    "Mm. I felt that," Dhayun nodded. "Hold on."


    She gently pressed her thumbs inward and then drew her hands up in a smooth arc, stretching the tension away.


    Then she tapped his shoulder "Alright. Time for stretches. You need to loosen that spine."


    Huh? He looked up at her tiredly "We really need to do that?"


    "Yes. Stop whining."


    With a firm pull, she pulled his arms back, lifting them above his head.


    Brandon winced, but followed her lead.


    She knelt behind him again and placed one of her knees just against his lower back for support.


    "Alright, deep breath. Arch your back, push your chest forward slowly."


    He exhaled shakily. "I feel like an old man..."


    "Who told you to sleep like a shrimp?" Now this is what you get for that."


    When he bent forward, she braced his shoulders.


    When he stretched back, she supported his lower back.


    After several minutes of stretching and deep breaths, Brandon straightened up, rolling his arms again.


    This time, the tightness was gone.


    He flexed his back and twisted from side to side.


    "...Huh."


    "Better?" she asked, tilting her head.


    "Yeah. A lot better, actually," he said, patting his side. "It¡¯s like you reset my whole body."


    Smiling, Dhayun walked over to the side and took his shirt and blazer "Come here I will help you put it on."


    With a shrug, Brandon stood up and stretched his arms above his head one last time, eliciting a satisfying crack from his spine.


    She picked up his dress shirt and helped him slip one arm through the sleeve.


    Then the other. She straightened the collar carefully, her fingers brushing against his skin as she smoothed it out across his shoulders.


    Her eyes flicked down toward his scar again for a brief moment, but she didn¡¯t comment this time.


    She buttoned up the front of his shirt and when she reached the top button, she stopped and looked up into his eyes.


    "...You okay now?" she asked softly.


    Brandon looked at her for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah. Thanks, Dhayun."


    She smiled faintly and reached for his blazer next, helping him into it like a devoted assistant dressing a noble heir.


    Once it was on, she adjusted the lapel and stepped back to admire her work.


    "There," she said with a satisfied nod. "You¡¯re presentable again. Though your face still looks annoying."


    Brandon just smiled dryly as he corrected his blazer while she put on her shoes.


    Looking at him, she tilted her head as she asked in a quieter voice "Hmm... that reminds me, that girl, Eira Bleaufort, are you guys both a thing?"


    Hearing this, he raised hsi gaze to look at her "Well, if you are asking if we are in a relationship... yeah, we are."


    Her gaze condensed slightly "How... its been like only three or four weeks since you have been here and already a girlfriend?"


    Brandon gave a nod with a smile "Well, everything went well... so it just happened."


    She looked at him seriously and spoke in a blunt tone "Idiot. How can you get into a relationship with a girl you¡¯ve known for just three weeks? Do you even understand what kind of family she comes from?"


    "She¡¯s from one of the Five Great Houses, Brandon."


    "All of them... Bleaufort, Rhiannon, Caeles, Sytheria, and Vernhail¡ªthey¡¯re all bound by one principle. Tradition. Authority. Power."


    "And that power? It¡¯s wielded exclusively by women. You really think they¡¯ll let a man waltz into their legacy without resistance?"


    Seeing her concern, he let out a sigh "Don¡¯t worry... I have already talked with her mother, and she accepted our relationship."


    Huh? Dhayun was surprised to hear this "She accepted?"


    Brandon let out a faint sigh before nodding his head "Yeah, her mother is a good woman and she accepted."


    Dhayun, however, desperately shook her head "No, Brandon... no. That¡¯s not how these families work."


    She took a step closer, her voice rising just enough to show how serious she was. "They didn¡¯t accept you because they¡¯re ¡¯good people.¡¯ They accepted you because you¡¯re the first male Ether user."


    "You¡¯re unique. A living anomaly in a system that¡¯s been one-sided for centuries."


    "They¡¯re not opening their doors to you because of kindness. It¡¯s cold, political strategy. They must have plans for you. Some twisted intention behind those smiles."


    "If you are a normal male, they would have killed yo-" Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But before she could go on, Brandon gently stepped forward and reached out, gently grasping her wrist "Dhayun..."


    She stopped and looked into his soft eyes "Brandon..."


    Keeping his smile, he spoke in a warm tone "I know you¡¯re concerned. And I know you¡¯re not saying this out of jealousy or resentment. You¡¯re worried about me... and I get that."


    "You¡¯ve always been looking out for me. Even when I¡¯m being reckless or even when I make dumb decisions..."


    A small, lopsided smile tugged at his lips. "You¡¯ve always been there."


    She looked down at their joined hands, biting her lower lip slightly.


    "You don¡¯t have to worry this time.. its all good."


    Her lips trembled slightly. "Do you... love her that much?"


    Brandon didn¡¯t even hesitate and nodded his head "Yeah. I do."


    She looked down again, her shoulders slumping just a bit more.


    "...Then I guess there¡¯s nothing I can say to stop you, huh?" she muttered with a weak smile.


    Brandon just chuckled, and she hit his chest "You idiot."


    Her fingers tightened on his fingers as she muttered "Just... if she ever hurts you, Brandon... I¡¯ll rip her fucking heart out. Bleaufort or not."


    Upon hearing this, Brandon let out a chuckle "Haa... you are more reckless than me."


    She turned her head away, her eyes shimmering faintly under the light "And if you ever stop being honest with me, I¡¯ll break your knees."


    "A little extreme, but I¡¯ll take it," he said with a smile.


    Then, with a scoff, she turned around and walked to the lounge door "Let¡¯s leave then.. buy me that coffee."


    Brandon looked at her back for a moment ¡¯Does... she love me?¡¯


    He is not dense enough not to see through her feelings.


    He knew Dhayun better than anyone would.


    She had always been there... annoying, loud-mouthed, and merciless when it came to teasing him or beating him.


    When he was angry, she listened.


    When he was hurt, she didn¡¯t cry, but she would hit the person who hurt him ten times harder.


    But he knew that for all the years he spent with her, she has never once looked at him in that romantic way.


    She has always been a Big Sister looking after her reckless younger brother.


    But today... she seemed a bit different.


    ¡¯Is it because of Eira?¡¯


    When he said he loves Eira, the expression on her face was....


    That look in her eyes... like someone who had finally realized something too late.


    Or perhaps someone who had known for a long time and only now found the courage to show it, only to watch the opportunity slip away.


    ¡¯Is she really jealous?¡¯


    ¡¯Did she only just realize how she feels? Or... has she always known and kept it buried?¡¯


    He exhaled slowly, dragging a hand through his hair as he is uncertain how to feel about this.


    He didn¡¯t want to hurt Dhayun. She is too important to him.


    ¡¯And if I asked about this, our current relationship might get awkard... fuck.¡¯


    Letting out a deep sigh, he stepped out of the lounge door and looked at Dhayun who was already waiting for him.


    "Took you long enough."


    Chuckling, he replied "I was just thinking."


    She gave him a side-eye "Dangerous thing for you to do."


    He just smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulder "Come on..."

 Chapter 116: Emergency?

    Chapter 116: Emergency?The warm morning sunlight poured through the expansive glass panes of the Academy¡¯s cafeteria, casting soft golden hues across the floors and elegant interior.


    Brandon and Dhayun are sitting in a quiet corner of the caf¨¦ lounge, a place typically reserved for upper-ranked students or those with special permission.


    It was a subtle privilege granted to him... being the Academy¡¯s only male etheric awakener came with its perks, after all.


    Across from him, Dhayun sipped her tea from a tall porcelain cup.


    The coffee she¡¯d chosen was not just any coffee; it was an expensive one, ordered from the premium selection menu that only a handful of students dared to tap into.


    With her legs casually crossed and one arm draped along the backrest of the chair, Dhayun took another long, indulgent sip.


    "Mmm... perfect balance. Full-bodied flavor. Hints of dark chocolate and nutmeg," she muttered under her breath.


    Her expression melted into a blissful smile as she slowly opened her eyes and glanced at him. "Ah... this is the taste of justice. You paying for my massage."


    Brandon, on the other hand, had his attention fixed on his phone, thumbs idly tapping across the screen.


    He didn¡¯t look up from his screen as he replied with a distracted hum, "Yeah, yeah... enjoy it while it lasts. That cup probably costs more than you."


    Dhayun looked at him blankly and continued sipping her coffee.


    Brandon was reading the glowing text box on his screen with a smile on his face.


    Florence: You¡¯re free this weekend, yes? I¡¯d like you to stop by the estate again. Come alone; don¡¯t bring her with you.


    Brandon: Seems like you love me more than your daughter.


    Florence: Well, I have loved my daughter for all these years and it¡¯s time to love my son.


    Across the table, Dhayun narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at him smiling.


    She leaned forward, tapping her polished nails against her coffee cup. "You texting your girlfriend?"


    "Nope," Brandon replied absentmindedly, "Her mother."


    Dhayun blinked in surprise "Her mother? The matriarch of House Bleaufort?"


    Brandon glanced up from his phone briefly, "Yeah. Florence. We chat sometimes."


    "Chat," she repeated flatly. "You ¡¯chat¡¯ with the mother of one of the Five Great Houses. And I¡¯m supposed to believe that¡¯s normal."


    Brandon shrugged, setting the phone down "It¡¯s not that weird. She¡¯s pretty chill."


    Dhayun stared at him, then slowly leaned back into her seat, processing that. "So, now you¡¯re dating the heiress of a Great House, you¡¯re on casual texting terms with her mother, and you¡¯ve managed to survive all of this without getting ether-blasted into the stratosphere?"


    "Sounds about right," Brandon replied with a casual nod.


    Dhayun took another sip of her coffee. "Unbelievable. A few years ago, you were getting your head stuck between stair railings and losing bets to me."


    Brandon gave her a cheeky smile "Character development."


    She set her cup down and folded her arms. "It¡¯s not development. It¡¯s a damn transformation arc. You skipped a few Chapters."


    Brandon just chuckled upon hearing this and replied "Are you still watching those animes?"


    "Duh." She replied casually "I even have Blu-ray prints of that anime we used to watch before."


    Hm? Brandon was surprised to hear this "Wait, seriously? You still kept those Blu-ray prints?"


    Dhayun gave him a smug little grin and nodded proudly "Yep. Every episode. In pristine condition. No scratches, no damage. I even organized them by arc and special editions."


    A nostalgic warmth washed over him as he leaned back in his chair "Man... it¡¯s been forever since we watched those together. The last time was, what... back in middle school? You got mad at me for falling asleep during the finale." Sear?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hearing this, Dhayun¡¯s lips twitched in frustration "Because it was emotional, damn it! You missed the protagonist sacrificing herself! I cried for two hours."


    Brandon laughed as he remembered her face "Yeah, yeah... I remember waking up to your sobbing. I thought you were choking on popcorn."


    She snorted at that, hiding her smile behind her cup as she took another sip "You¡¯re lucky I didn¡¯t choke you instead."


    Shaking his head fondly, he leaned forward a little, resting his elbow on the table "So... you think I could borrow those discs sometime? I kinda wanna rewatch that last arc."


    She tilted her head, giving him a look "Nah. Not lending them to you."


    Brandon blinked in surprise as he thought she would accept it "Huh? Why not?"


    Taking another sip, she shrugged casually "If you really wanna watch it, you¡¯re gonna have to come to my dorm. We can watch it together. Just like old times."


    "You sure?" he asked, his tone softening. "Don¡¯t want your roommates getting the wrong idea."


    Dhayun rolled her eyes "Please. My dorm¡¯s single-occupancy. No one¡¯s gonna walk in on us... unless you start screaming during the emotional scenes again."


    Brandon let out a dry chuckle "I did not scream. I just got a little too invested."


    "Right. You literally shouted, ¡¯NO, NOT HER!¡¯ when the side character died. My ears were ringing."


    "Well, to be fair, she was the best girl."


    She nodded her head as she took another sip of her coffe "Mhm. I agree..."


    At this time, Brandon got another notification on his mobile and he looked at the message from Calista.


    Hm? He opened the message, ¡¯Is there something happening in Church.¡¯


    In the message, there is only one word ¡¯Emergency.¡¯


    Seeing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted in thought ¡¯I told them to contact me only if there is something serious.¡¯


    He let out a sigh and Dhayun looked at him "What happened?"


    With a shake of his head, he replied "Nothing. Just some academy group message spam. You know how it is."


    "Oh, yeah..."


    Later, after she finished the coffee, they stood up and left the caf¨¦.


    When they reached the branching paths near the central hall, Dhayun glanced over at him. "Class time. Don¡¯t get in trouble, yeah?"


    "Alright..."


    He left the Academy through the north side exit and made his way down the tree-lined street that connected it to the residential district.


    As he walked, the morning sun filtered through tall white pines, casting gentle patterns of shadow across the pavement.


    Taking out his mobile, he called Ravene.


    Ravene also quickly picked up the call "Kael?"


    "Aunt Rave, I am going to the Church for a while. So I am taking your car."


    Hearing this, Ravene¡¯s gaze squinted as she asked in a serious tone "Kael, do I need to come with you?"


    Brandon shook his head "No, don¡¯t worry. I called someone for my protection."


    A soft sigh escaped Ravene¡¯s lips "I see. Be careful and if something happens, call me immediately. I will be there as soon as I can."


    "Mhm."

 Chapter 117: The Emergency

    Chapter 117: The EmergencyAfter an hour of silent travel through winding roads and secure routes leading away from the Academy District, Brandon turned off the main highway and entered the restricted zone just outside the capital¡¯s outer ring.


    A massive security gate loomed ahead... an entrance reserved only for top-tier ecclesiastical officials or those with explicit clearance.


    Brandon rolled down his window as he approached the gate.


    The reinforced gates opened and Brandon steadily drove his car through the driveway.


    Brandon pulled into the designated private hangar bay.


    He turned off the engine and stepped out of the car, stretching his arms above his head.


    Dozens of Church officials, stationed near the aircraft or walking nearby, turned to look in his direction.


    Then, in unison, they bowed.


    Brandon stretched his back a little and began walking toward the aircraft.


    At this time, he saw Callista taking a step forward.


    She bowed deeply at the waist as he walked closer to the aircraft. "Lord Herald. Thank you for responding so quickly."


    Brandon gave a nod and she gestured toward the entrance of the aircraft "Let¡¯s move then."


    She turned and led him toward the sleek white-and-gold ethercraft parked nearby. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    It bore the emblem of the Church of Rh¨¦anne across its wings, a silver sword wreathed in holy flame.


    As the doors opened with a low hiss, two attendants bowed to Brandon as he entered.


    The doors closed and Brandon soon took his seat.


    Within seconds, the engine activated, and the aircraft gently lifted from the ground in a smooth arc, silently rising into the clouds above.


    Brandon leaned back into the cushioned seat as he glanced out the window.


    After a moment, he turned to look at Callista who was standing beside him.


    He patted the space beside him and muttered "Sit here."


    Callista obeyed him and sat very close to him, her shoulders brushing against his "Lord Herald..."


    With a soft nod, he asked, "So, what¡¯s the problem?"


    Callista¡¯s eyes flickered in irritation "It¡¯s that... some people were protesting that a man become the Herald of the Church of Rheanne... and that turned into a huge rally."


    Brandon leaned his head against the headrest and closed his eyes briefly. "I figured this would happen eventually."


    She lowered her gaze as she looked at him in reverence "I know it¡¯s not a big issue... another part of the reason I called you is because I missed you and wanted to see you again."


    "I hope you didn¡¯t forget my marriage proposal."


    Hearing this, Brandon remembered Charlotte¡¯s words ¡¯She is a divine dog, she sucks up to you only because you are a Herald...¡¯


    With a smile, he raised his hand and patted her head.


    She stiffened for a second but then she sheepishly smiled and leaned into his touch.


    "Your touch... is divine..."


    She looked up at him as her eyes turned cold "Lord Herald, should we just kill people who are protesting against you?"


    Eh? Brandon just smiled wryly and she tilted her head "Should we just execute a few key dissenters? Publicly, perhaps. A demonstration to reaffirm that divine authority is not to be questioned."


    "As the Herald, you have the authority. It would be swift. The fear would restore order. It¡¯s what many within the inner circle are quietly suggesting."


    Hearing this, Brandon shook his head "No, let¡¯s not take any rash decisions on this matter."


    "We¡¯re not killing anyone. Not unless they try to kill me first. Let them speak. They¡¯re afraid. That doesn¡¯t mean they deserve to die."


    As he retracted his hand, Callista gently grasped his hand and brought her lips down, kissing the top of his palm.


    With a smile, Brandon retracted his hand and gently began to remove his blazer.


    Callista offered to help "Here, let me take care of it."


    She gently removed his blazer and folded it in her hand before placing it on her lap.


    Brandon closed his eyes for a moment ¡¯We haven¡¯t even publicly announced the whole situation yet.¡¯


    ¡¯The people in the baptism centre that day must have spread inside the church and the city of Rheanne and there are already protests.¡¯


    ¡¯I wonder what will happen if its publicly announced.¡¯


    "Haa..."


    Callista who was sitting near him, muttered "I think it might be people from the Five Great families, they loathe men..."


    "They must have created a spark within the Church and created this chaos."


    Upon hearing this, Brandon gave a nod "Might be..."


    ---


    Brandon and Callista were walking through the halls of the Church of Rheanne.


    Callista who was walking behind him, spoke: "Supreme Pontiff and others are waiting for your arrival."


    "There has been unrest ever since the news of your presence reached the lower sanctums. Whispers spread quickly... and not all of them are reverent."


    Her gaze narrowed as she continued "The Baptismal Witnesses. Most have remained loyal and silent, but a few... were not ready to accept what they saw."


    "A group of people tried to storm the inner sanctum yesterday. The Temple Guard dispersed them with minimal force, but the discontent is rising."


    "There are murmurs from some of the lesser clergy that the Church is being ¡¯corrupted from within.¡¯ That your presence will bring downfall for the divine order."


    Hearing all of this, Brandon just stayed silent.


    They quickly entered the Chamber of Divinity.


    Eleonore, Valiene and the Triarchs, who were seated around the table, quickly stood up, bowing their heads.


    Brandon gave a faint nod and took his seat in the front.


    Eleonore looked at Brandon and spoke "Lord Herald, I hope you already know why you were summoned here."


    "We need to make a decision on how to address the unrest."


    "Whether to formally announce your title to the world¡ªor suppress it until the Church can prepare a proper response."


    She gestured to the three women sitting across from her "Some of the Triarchs favor concealment. They fear civil unrest if you¡¯re revealed too soon."


    "And what do you favor?" he asked, looking at Eleonore curiously.


    Callista replied for this "Truth, even if the world is not ready for it. You are the Herald. You are the will of the Divine incarnate."


    "The people must learn to accept that... or fall away as non-believers."


    Brandon frowned slightly, sensing the fervor in her words "That sounds dangerously close to zealotry."


    Callista gave a small smile "Perhaps. But Goddess Rh¨¦anne does not choose lightly. And you were chosen."


    "Whatever you choose, Lord Herald, I will support it. And I will protect you. Even if the whole Church turns against you."


    As she spoke, her gaze flickered to the remaining people on the table.


    With a sigh, Eleonore spoke "Some are even claiming that the Baptism was faked."


    Valiene shook her head "How could it be fake? I was there during baptism and even many people were inside there. I don¡¯t know why they are spreading these rumors."


    Callista let out a helpless sigh "We should just kill these people who riot. What they are doing is against the will of the Goddess. So they deserve to get executed."


    "If we kill some people, the others will gradually shut down in fear."


    Eleonore glanced at her "Violence is not always the answer. They will say that they are trying to suppress the voices of people by causing fear."


    "I guess the only way is for our Herald to address the people by himself."


    Hearing the suggestion, the hall went silent for a minute.


    Brandon sitting on the chair, lowered his head in thought "I will... think about it."


    But then he got a small idea and muttered "Do you have prison or torture chambers in the church?"


    ---


    Huh?


    Standing outside the door of the classroom, Eira looked at the hallway in confusion ¡¯Where did he go?¡¯


    She looked down at the screen on her mobile ¡¯And he is also not picking up his calls... where did he go?¡¯


    ¡ªBran <3 Call: Missed (4)Message: Sent (1)


    She pressed the call icon again and brought the phone to her ear, her heart ticking faster in her chest.


    Ring.Ring.Ring.


    Nothing.


    It went straight to voicemail.


    She tried texting again.


    "Where did you go? I am waiting outside. Are you okay?"


    Sent. No read receipt.


    Calistra walked to her and asked in a concerned tone "What happened? Is he not here yet?"


    Turning to her, Eira let out a deep sigh "Today morning, he told me that we could meet up in the Academy, but now he is missing..."


    Her eyes lowered as a sense of fear crept into her heart ¡¯Did something happened to him?¡¯


    As she tucked her phone away with a troubled sigh, it suddenly vibrated in her palm.


    Eira blinked, looking at the incoming call from an unknown number.


    Hm?


    Thinking that it might be Brandon in an emergency, she hurriedly picked it up and brought it to her ear "Brandon?"


    "Uh, I am not Brandon..."


    Hearing a woman¡¯s voice, Eira was confused.


    "I am Ravene, Brandon¡¯s Aunt.."


    "Oh.. Y-Yes, Aunt... Brandon, do you know where Brandon is? he hasn¡¯t come to the class yet."


    With a nod, Ravene replied "Oh, I know... Let¡¯s talk about this privately. Come to the academy cafeteria, top floor."


    Privately? Eira¡¯s eyes trembled in dread "What happened? Is it something serious? Is he okay?"


    Letting out a chuckle, Ravene replied in a casual tone "Oh, don¡¯t worry... just some confidential matters."

 Chapter 118: The woman

    Chapter 118: The womanFaint footsteps echoed in the dimly lit pathway as Brandon and Callista walked through the church¡¯s western chambers.


    Looking at him, she spoke "Lord Herald, this is the Hall of Contrition, also known informally as the Church¡¯s prison, though the term hardly does it justice."


    Brandon glanced over his shoulder, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Contrition? A place for confession and repentance?"


    A faint smile touched her lips, "That¡¯s what it was originally built for. In the oldest records, it was intended as a place where heretics and doubters could reflect on their sins and return to the divine path through prayer and guided penance."


    "But now it¡¯s used as a prison."


    As they reached a wide archway where two armored priestesses stood guard, Callista paused and gestured toward a metal door.


    One of the guards stepped forward and offered a low bow to Brandon.


    Then, without hesitation, she opened the door for them.


    Inside the facility, he saw the prisoners walking around, and some people were kneeling on the floor, praying to the Goddess of Rheanne.


    Noticing the people entering the prison room, everyone in the facility was surprised and looked at Brandon in confusion.


    Brandon looked around at them and Callista beside him spoke "They are prisoners who did minor violations and will be released soon after they serve their punishment."


    "Some of them got their ether core sealed, and for some of them, it¡¯s destroyed."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed ¡¯Then these people don¡¯t deserve death...¡¯


    He turned to her and spoke "Take me to the place where people who will get executed in the future are kept."


    Callista was quite confused as she still couldn¡¯t understand his plan "Yes, Lord Herald."


    She turned, signaling to one of the priestesses standing by the archway.


    The guard nodded and guided them to another part of the prison.


    The hallway twisted and narrowed until they reached a massive blackened steel door reinforced with chains.


    Two elite guards stood at attention outside it with their eyes hidden behind visors, their armor bearing the sigil of Judicara, the Church¡¯s execution order.


    The chamber inside was circular, with some containment cells arrayed around a central platform.


    Each cell was isolated with etherglass and from outside, Brandon could see the people inside.


    In the first cell, there was a naked woman with long crimson hair sitting cross-legged in a meditative position with glowing tattoos across her body.


    "She devoured three villages," Callista said softly.


    "Claimed it was in the name of a lost Goddess, a ¡¯True Mother.¡¯ Refused all attempts at penance. She will be executed soon."


    Seeing her, Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly ¡¯She would be of no use. I want someone who can be tamed...¡¯


    As he walked through the corridor, he noticed a naked woman hanging from the ceiling, with her hands tied in chains as her body swayed slightly.


    Her black hair was disheveled and her breasts rose up and down as she took deep breaths.


    Her body was marred by dark red welts and crimson lash marks that crisscrossed her flesh, across her ribs, her thighs, the curve of her hips and her breasts.


    Some marks were fresh, glistening with a faint sheen of blood that caught the dim light, while others had scabbed over.


    Looking into her eyes, his gaze narrowed, as she looked like she had lost all hope and light.


    A single tear slipped down her eye, tracing a line over her bruised skin.


    Her lips, cracked and bloodied, trembled faintly and slowly parted as if to speak, but no sound came as she let out a breath.


    Seeing this, Brandon turned back to look at Callista "What about her?"


    Hm? Looking at the woman hanging, Callista thought for a second before speaking "A spy sent by one of the Great Houses. She also tried to kill our Acolyte, Valiene."


    "Her punishment is... ongoing, but her execution is inevitable."


    Brandon again looked at her naked body "Open the door."


    Callista was surprised for a moment but then she nodded to one of the elite guards stationed by the massive blackened steel door.


    The guard stepped forward, and with a low bow to Brandon, she took a key and turned the lock.


    The door groaned open, revealing the full extent of the cell¡¯s grim interior.


    Feeling the sharp air inside, Brandon stepped in.


    Her chains creaked as she shifted slightly and raised her head for a second to look at the young man in front of her.


    "Lower her."


    The chains rattled as the mechanism was engaged, and the woman¡¯s body descended slowly, her feet touching the stone floor.


    Her knees buckled slightly as the strain on her arms eased.


    Brandon stepped closer and grasped her jaw, lifting her chin gently, forcing her to meet his gaze.


    Looking into her hollow eyes, he muttered "What is your name?"


    The woman looked at his face for a moment and as she opened her lips to speak, she suddenly coughed "Urgh..."


    At this time, the Prison guard came inside with a chair and placed it down "Lord Herald."


    With a nod, Brandon sat on his chair and glanced at the guard "Give her some water."


    The guard nodded her head and turned to fulfill her order.


    Brandon leaned back on the chair and looked at the woman.


    Her thighs trembled as she struggled to balance and slowly kneeled down on the floor beside Brandon.


    Callista walked to him and spoke "Lord Herald, her crimes are severe. A spy and would-be assassin... she cannot be trusted."


    The guard returned with a cup of water.


    She stepped toward the woman and held the cup to her cracked lips, tilting it carefully to allow her to drink.


    The woman¡¯s throat worked desperately and her lips trembled as she sipped, water spilling down her chin, mingling with the blood and tears, dripping onto her chest, where it traced a path over the welts and scars.


    She drank greedily and closed her eyes for a moment as a faint shudder of relief passed through her battered body, though her chains clinked softly as she leaned into the cup, her body still trembling from the strain.


    When the cup was empty, the guard stepped back, bowing to Brandon before retreating to the cell¡¯s edge.


    The woman¡¯s breath steadied slightly, her lips glistening with water.


    She slowly raised her gaze to look at Brandon "K-Kim.. Seon-hwa. My name..."


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 Chapter 119: Do you wish to die?

    Chapter 119: Do you wish to die?"K-Kim Seon-hwa."


    Hearing the name, Brandon was quite surprised "You are korean?"


    Seon-hwa¡¯s gaze dropped, her matted hair falling forward to obscure her eyes, and she nodded faintly. "Mhm..."


    Brandon looked at her face and even though it¡¯s dirty and pale, he can see that the woman is not young.


    She must be in her early thirties.


    Looking at her, he asked "Do you wish to die?"


    Huh? Callista was confused to hear his question, and the woman, Seonhwa, herself was taken aback as her eyes widened in shock.


    With a faint sigh, Brandon asked "Let me rephrase the question. Do you want to have an instantaneous, painless death, or do you want to get tortured like this for months?"


    Hearing this, Callista finally realised his idea "Since you don¡¯t want to kill or harm the protesters... You want to make this woman join the protest and kill her or subdue her so the protesters would stop?"


    Brandon nodded his head "That was my initial thought..."


    As he spoke, he looked at the tears threatening to fall from the woman¡¯s eyes.


    ¡¯Am I being too cruel?¡¯


    He sighed in his heart and glanced at the prison guard "Leave..."


    The prison guard hesitated for a second, but then she bowed and left.


    Brandon looked at the woman and spoke "What is your age?"


    Seonhwa looked at him for a moment before answering "I am... thiry two."


    Brandon nodded slowly looking at her face.


    "Why did you do it?" Brandon asked in a quiet voice.


    "Why come here? Why try to kill Valiene?"


    Seon-hwa didn¡¯t answer at first and her eyes dropped.


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    "...Does it matter?" she whispered finally. "Would anyone believe me?"


    "That depends on what you say," Brandon said, looking into her eyes.


    Seon-hwa looked up, and her eyes held a deep pain.


    "I was sent by someone. But not to kill Valiene."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze condensed "Then why were you really here?"


    She hesitated for a second before speaking up "To spy on the church. To find the truth behind the Church¡¯s movements."


    "The Great Houses are not united. There are those who suspect the Church is planning something. I was supposed to confirm it. Nothing more."


    Brandon gave a faint nod and asked "But why did you try to kill Valiene?"


    Hearing this, Seonhwa¡¯s body trembled "I... was informed about that later. At first, it was just a spying job, but later I was ordered to kill the Acolyte."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze condensed and he asked "Which of the five houses asked you to spy on the Church?"


    Seonhwa let out a deep breath "It¡¯s the house of Caeles."


    "Hm.. I see. Are you really loyal to that house or did they hire you with money?"


    Shaking her head, she replied "No... I was hired for money. Since it¡¯s just a simple spy job, I accepted... but then I was tasked with killing the Acolyte."


    She blinked hard, as if forcing back a fresh wave of tears "Since I was desperate for money, I tried to kill her..."


    Brandon can see that she is really tired and exhausted; she is straining herself to even speak to him.


    He stood up and glanced at Callista "Aid her wounds, give her food, and a place to bathe. Give her clothes too..."


    Callista glimpsed at Seonhwa before nodding "Yes, Lord Herald."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes flicked back to Seon-hwa one last time.


    She looked stunned, as if she had misheard him, and her lips parted in silent disbelief.


    With that, he stepped out of the cell and walked out.


    Seonhwa didn¡¯t move.


    She sat there, stunned and trembling, still unsure if she had imagined the entire exchange.


    Is this some kind of game?


    Or is it... the final comfort before death?


    Her thoughts spiraled until she suddenly winced, jerking slightly as a soft warmth pressed against the bruised skin on her arm.


    Callista von Aubrecht knelt beside her.


    She said nothing and just gently placed her hand gently over the worst of Seon-hwa¡¯s bruises.


    Her fingers glowed with golden ether as they flowed inside Seonhwa¡¯s body.


    Ether pulsed into her body.


    Warmth spread on her broken muscles, knitting torn fibers, soothing swollen joints, and cooling feverish skin.


    Seonhwa gasped as the pain began to dull.


    She didn¡¯t know how to react. Her arms trembled and she flinched again when Callista brushed the filthy strands of hair from her bloodied cheek.


    "You¡¯re in no condition to remain like this," Callista said softly.


    "The Lord Herald has given his command. You will be cared for. That is all you need to understand."


    "I... don¡¯t understand," Seonhwa croaked out, "Why? Who is he? Why would he...?"


    Looking at her, she spoke "He is the one whose arrival will reshape the very foundation of the world. A boy born outside the divine order. The first male ether wielder in history... the Herald of Divinity."


    Seonhwa stared at her blankly. Male ether wielder?


    Her thoughts reeled. Is this some kind of joke?


    Before she could ask further, Callista stood and gave a slight nod toward the guards outside.


    A few moments later, the cell door opened again and two white-robed attendants entered.


    One offered her a cup of water, and the other held out a neatly folded cloth robe of pale blue and white.


    Seonhwa blinked in confusion.


    Her fingers wrapped slowly around the cup.


    She brought it to her lips and then took a slow sip.


    The cold water felt like heaven, sliding down her parched throat.


    After that, they helped her stand.


    It took effort.


    Her legs were weak, and every muscle groaned in protest, but the warmth of the healing ether had taken the edge off.


    She limped forward with their help, out of the stone cell and into a smaller, adjacent chamber.


    Steam rose gently from the bath with hot water in a polished stone basin.


    Folded towels rested on a bench and her new robe was placed beside it.


    She stood there and looked around in surprise.


    This couldn¡¯t be real.


    "Please," one of the attendants said quietly. "Take your time. We¡¯ll remain just outside the door."


    When they stepped out, she slowly walked her way to the mirror there.


    She didn¡¯t recognize the woman staring back.


    Her body was frail, thinner than she remembered; her eyes were sunken, and her skin was pale and dirt-streaked.


    Her black hair is now clumped and matted, with dried blood along her temple.


    But her hands... were still trembling.


    With a shaky breath, she sank into the warm bathwater.


    It enveloped her like a mother¡¯s embrace, and despite herself, a sob escaped her lips. Then another. And another.


    Tears fell silently, mingling with the steam and water, with everything she hadn¡¯t allowed herself to feel in months.


    Pain, guilt, relief. Confusion. Hope. Despair.


    ¡¯Why?¡¯ she kept asking herself.


    ¡¯Why is he doing this? Why would he show me mercy? What does he gain from this?¡¯


    ¡¯Is this some twisted part of the Church¡¯s manipulation? A test of obedience before execution? A game to see if I¡¯ll beg for my life?¡¯


    She didn¡¯t know.


    But after she bathed and stepped out in clean robes, she was led to a small room deeper within the Hall.


    A tray had been set out.


    A bowl of steaming rice, tender cuts of meat, soft bread, and even fruit... cut and arranged carefully.


    She stared at it in silence and then, hesitatingly, she began to eat.

 Chapter 120: A little talk between women

    Chapter 120: A little talk between womenWalking through the corridor, Eira quickly reached the cafeteria and took the lift to go to the upper floor of the cafeteria, where expensive stuff can be bought.


    Reaching up, Eira walked in and saw Ravene sitting on a table, sipping some drinks.


    Eira hurriedly walked to her and sat in front of her on the two-seat table "Aunt, what happened to Brandon, where is he?"


    Ravene looked around at the empty Cafeteria and muttered "Well, nothing big. He has gone back to the church..."


    "As his girlfriend, I am sure you know about his connection with the church."


    Hearing this, Eira remembered and slowly nodded her head "So.. he went to the church?"


    At this time, the waiter came and looked at Eira.


    "Madam," she said with a courteous smile, "are you ordering anything?"


    Eira blinked, flustered for a moment by the interruption.


    She hadn¡¯t even looked at the menu. Her mind was still spinning.


    "I¡ªuh..."


    "She¡¯ll have the peach lychee parfait and a chamomile blend," Ravene answered with a small smile.


    "And bring me another glass of the Merveille Reserve."


    "Yes, Madame Ravene." The waiter bowed again and left.


    As she left, Eira let out a sigh and Ravene glanced at her "Are you worried about him?"


    Nodding her head, she replied, "Ofcourse, I am... how can I not? He suddenly left this morning."


    With a soft chuckle, Ravene replied "Oh, don¡¯t worry, he has powerful people protecting him. It would be alright."


    "Mhm..."


    There was a brief silence as the waiter returned and carefully set down the peach lychee parfait in a glass bowl, its delicate layers of cream, fruit, and chilled jelly arranged like a summer bloom.


    A cup of chamomile tea was also kept, steaming gently with floral warmth


    Eira absentmindedly stirred her tea.


    Ravene looked at her face "Seems like you love him a lot... as I can see, you care about him a lot."


    Eira¡¯s hand froze for a second and a shy blush painted her cheeks "Hm.. I really do. He is really good guy. fearless and strong..."


    As she spoke, her gaze lowered "And me? I am very weak. To clear my fear, I went into rupture but got a cardiac arrest and Brandon helped me."


    She closed her eyes for a moment "He is getting stronger daily..."


    "Sometimes I wonder if I stay weak like this, will I be left behind and forgotten?"


    Ravene let out a soft chuckle and replied "That boy doesn¡¯t have the heart to leave behind anyone."


    "But if you¡¯re afraid, then don¡¯t wait in the background. Be the person who walks beside him. The one he can lean on..."


    Hearing this, Eira stared at her and whispered in a soft tone "I want to.. but I don¡¯t know if I can."


    Sipping her drink, Ravene replied "Hm.. you love him, don¡¯t you?"


    Eira gave a nod without hesitation "I do."


    Ravene smiled faintly and looked out the tall glass windows, where sunlight was dimming into the mellow gold of late afternoon.


    "Then don¡¯t waste time hesitating, girl," she said softly. "Others won¡¯t."


    Hm? Eira was confused "Others?"


    Ravene turned back to look at him and took another sip of her drink "Even though Brandon calls me Aunt, I am not his real Aunt."


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    Hm? Eira was even more confused as she suddenly said it "...Ok."


    Seeing her face, Ravene smile "You must be wondering why I am suddenly saying this."


    Eira blinked and the smile on Ravene¡¯s lips widened "I am just saying that nothing is stopping me from loving Brandon."


    Huh?


    Eira was taken aback to hear this "Aunt.. what are you saying?"


    With a deep sigh, Ravene replied "Haa.. ok, let me be clear, I love Brandon as a man."


    What? Eira blinked, totally shocked to hear that.


    For a few seconds, she simply sat frozen as her fingers trembled against the teacup.


    Ravene, however, was totally chill and took another sip of her drink.


    "W-What...?" Eira finally managed to mutter. "You... love Brandon?"


    Ravene smiled faintly, "Is it really that surprising?"


    "Yes!" Eira said almost too loudly, as her composure began to crack.


    "Yo-You¡¯re older than him! I thought Brandon called you Aunt! I thought you are his guardian or something?"


    Ravene shrugged in amusement "It is your fault for thinking like that." she said quietly.


    "Age, titles, distance... They¡¯re all just masks. Deep down, I¡¯ve always known what I felt. I just never acted on it. Not because it was wrong..."


    "but because he was too young. And because he needed space to find himself first."


    Eira shook her head slowly trying to make sense of it "But... I never once thought¡ª"


    She stopped herself as she remembered Ravene walking around in panties ¡¯Was it to seduce him and show her appeal to him?¡¯


    Taking a deep breath, she looked at Ravene "...Why are you telling me this?"


    Ravene looked at her again "Because I want you to understand something very clearly."


    "You¡¯re not the only one who loves him."


    Eira flinched and her eyes shook in dread.


    Ravene continued to speak "And if you think just because he called you his girlfriend, your position is secure... you¡¯re mistaken."


    "Brandon is kind and gentle. But he¡¯s not na?ve. He¡¯s still learning what ¡¯love¡¯ means. And when he does... don¡¯t be surprised if his heart doesn¡¯t move the way you expect it to."


    "Are... you going to take him from me?" Eira whispered, her voice trembling in fear.


    Ravene looked away at the nearby window and her expression grew softer "No. I¡¯m not taking anything. Brandon isn¡¯t a prize to be claimed. But I won¡¯t lie and say I won¡¯t fight for him, either."


    She looked back, and this time her expression was completely sincere "I¡¯m telling you this now because I want you to understand what kind of man he is."


    "And what kind of women are already drawn to him. It won¡¯t just be me. Others will come. Others already have."


    Hearing this, Eira¡¯s chest tightened and her gaze gently lowered to the table.


    Ravene¡¯s voice softened. "Don¡¯t hesitate. If you truly love him, don¡¯t sit on the sidelines hoping he¡¯ll choose you just because you were there first."


    "Because I won¡¯t stop. And neither will the others."


    Eira sat in stunned silence. Her parfait sat untouched and her tea was already cold.


    Ravene gave her a final look, finished the last of her drink, and stood up from the table.


    "I¡¯m glad we had this talk..." she said quietly and slowly walked away from there, leaving her in silence.


    Walking downstairs, Ravene took her mobile and saw the wallpaper; it was a selfie she took with Brandon.


    A faint smile touched her lips "I am helping my own husband to get more women and acting as a wingwoman."


    She let out a soft sigh "Haa.. I really am the best wife on the planet."


    Her fingers caressed his face on the wallpaper "Come home soon, hubby."

 Chapter 121: Just imagine

    Chapter 121: Just imagineSitting in her classroom, Han Dhayun stared out the window, her cheek resting against her hand as the sunlight filtered through the glass.


    Outside, the trimmed lawns of the academy swayed gently beneath the wind.


    Her heart still hadn¡¯t calmed as she again recalled her conversation with Brandon today.


    ¡¯Why does it hurt so much...¡¯


    Suddenly, a light tap on her knee snapped her out of her thoughts.


    Blinking, she turned her head slightly and saw her classmate, Jiwon, giving her an exasperated look.


    "What?" Dhayun asked, her voice turning soft with fatigue.


    Jiwon gave a small shake of her head "What do you mean, ¡¯what¡¯? The professor¡¯s halfway through a lecture and you haven¡¯t taken a single note. You¡¯ve been staring out the window for a while now."


    Dhayun gave a weak shrug and leaned forward, slumping onto her desk.


    Her hair spilled across her notebook "I¡¯m just thinking..."


    Jiwon raised an eyebrow "You¡¯ve been ¡¯just thinking¡¯ a lot lately. And let me guess... it¡¯s him again, isn¡¯t it?"


    She didn¡¯t need to specify. There was only one "him" that could drag Dhayun into this kind of mood.


    Dhayun gave a soft nod "Mhm..."


    Jiwon exhaled gently "Brandon Kael. Of course. The boy who lives rent-free in half the academy¡¯s heads and yours especially."


    Dhayun shot her a half-hearted glare but said nothing.


    Jiwon leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "So? What happened now?"


    Dhayun hesitated, her lips pressing into a thin line as her fingers absentmindedly fiddled with the corner of her notebook. "We ran into each other today morning."


    "He... got a new girlfriend in the class and I asked about him."


    Hearing this, Jiwon¡¯s gaze condensed "Hmmm... so what does it have anything to do with you if he got a girlfriend?"


    Dhayun looked away and closed her eyes for a moment "I don¡¯t bitch... but I feel sick."


    "I am still thinking about it. He is very serious in this..."


    Seeing this, Jiwon gave her a blank stare ¡¯She loves him, doesn¡¯t she?¡¯


    She raised her hand casually and brought it down with a swift bonk on Dhayun¡¯s head.


    "Ugh..." Clutching her head, Dhayun gave her a glare "What now?"


    "Close your eyes."


    Huh? Dhayun was confused but Jiwon reached out and gently pressed her fingers to Dhayun¡¯s eyelids, coaxing them shut "Just close it, idiot."


    "O-Okay?"


    With a nod, Jiwon spoke "Now imagine what I am saying...okay? No questions. Just follow my lead."


    "Alright."


    Though confused, Dhayun closed her eyes, and Jiwon spoke "Now picture Brandon in your mind."


    A relaxed smile appeared on Dhayun¡¯s lips and she nodded her head "Hm."


    That image always came so naturally to her... Brandon with his gentle eyes and that small smile.


    "Now imagine his girlfriend is with him."


    The smile on Dhayun¡¯s lips disappeared and Jiwon continued "And she reaches up and takes his hand,"


    "He smiles at her. He pulls her in. Then he leans down..."


    "...And he kisses her."


    Dhayun frowned in irritation and Jiwon noticed it "Now he¡¯s holding her close, wrapping his arms around her like she¡¯s the only one in the world. And he keeps kissing her. Soft-"


    Dhayun opened her eyes in frustration and shot a glare at Jiwon "What is this game? Huh? I will punch you, whore."


    Soem classmates near her turned to look at them in confusion.


    Jiwon smiled dryly and waved her hand "Sorry, sorry... my bad. Relax, that was a bad approach. Let¡¯s do this again."


    "Close your eyes again. I swear no trolling this time."


    Dhayun gave her a look and closed her eyes.


    Jiwon cleared her throat and muttered "Now again, imagine Brandon standing in the room."


    Dhayun gave a nod and Jiwon spoke "Now... instead of his girlfriend, you are there."


    "Huh? What?" Dhayun was taken aback.


    Jiwon clicked her tongue "Tsk, don¡¯t ask questions... just imagine."


    "...Okay."


    Jiwon nodded her head and spoke "Okay, now you both are in the room.... he gently holds your waist and hugs you."


    Eh? Dhayun was quite confused but still she imagined that and a faint blush creased her cheeks.


    "Now he looks into your eyes and leans forward to gently... kiss your lips."


    The blush on Dhayun¡¯s face deepened as she imagined Brandon kissing him and her heartbeat quickened.


    Jiwon continued to speak "He slowly sucks on your lips and you grip his shoulders tightly..."


    "...I..." Dhayun murmured under her breath, but didn¡¯t open her eyes.


    "His lips slowly trail down to you neck and he kisses you there..."


    Dhayun¡¯s lips trembled and she absentmindedly gulped as she imagined such a hot scene.


    But then she snapped out of it and looked at Jiwon furiously "YOU WHORE... what are you doing? What are you making me think?" sea??h th§× N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She stood up halfway in her seat, glaring at Jiwon.


    As she yelled, everyone in the class turned to look at them.


    Even the students who had been half-asleep or doodling in the margins of their notes perked up at the sudden drama.


    At the front of the classroom, the middle-aged woman standing by the holoboard paused mid-sentence and slowly turned back to look at Dhayun.


    "Miss Dhayun? Is something the matter?"


    Dhayun was even more embarrassed and slowly turned her head to the teacher "So-Sorry..."


    Jiwon giggled under her breath and clutched her mouth to not burst out laughing.


    The teacher, though clearly bemused, simply raised an eyebrow and returned to her board. "Please try to keep your personal... daydreams to yourself, Miss Dhayun."


    The class erupted in light laughter.


    "Damn, what was she imagining?"


    "Who got her all hot and bothered?"


    "I swear I heard something about kissing..."


    "Hey, isn¡¯t she friends with that Brandon guy?"


    Jiwon leaned forward to whisper in Dhayun¡¯s ear "But I gotta say... your reaction was kind of a confirmation."


    "Shut up," Dhayun hissed under her breath, refusing to lift her face from her hands.


    "I¡¯m going to transfer Academies. Or fake my death. Or kill you."


    Jiwon chuckled and patted her shoulder "But.. don¡¯t forget what you just realized."


    Hm? Dhayun looked at her friend in confusion "What did I realize?"


    "Yeah... you love Brandon."


    HUH?


    ---


    Brandon was slowly walking back to his private room and Callista was walking beside him "Are you going to kill her, My Lord?"


    "I think it¡¯s a good idea, as you don¡¯t want to kill innocents. We can use criminals and kill them..."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze lowered as that was his initial thought.


    But after seeing the woman crying, he gave up on that idea and the other prisoners there cannot be tamed to act for him in public.


    Exhaustion. Regret. She wasn¡¯t crying because she failed to kill someone.


    She was crying because she had no choice but to become a monster.


    ¡¯Ha... I wonder what really happened to her.¡¯


    He glanced at Callistra "Ask Seonhwa to come and meet me in my room later."

 Chapter 122: Lets hear it

    Chapter 122: Lets hear itBrandon sat comfortably on the plush couch in his private quarters, eating his food.


    Books lay stacked in neat piles on nearby tables, with scrolls partially unrolled.


    In front of him, there is a silver bowl of steaming rice seasoned with black sesame, while a larger plate had grilled slices of fish drizzled with lemon-infused oil.


    Beside it, there is a bowl of creamy root vegetable stew.


    There were also smaller plates: pickled radish with a hint of clove, a folded piece of soft flatbread still warm, and a cup filled with chilled golden pear juice.


    As he slowly ate, he absentmindedly scrolling through his phone.


    ¡¯Eira called me...¡¯ he thought, tapping on the missed call notification.


    He pressed the call button, waited, but after several rings, it went unanswered.


    He tried again. Still no response.


    His eyes lingered on the screen as his narrowed in concern. ¡¯She usually picks up... Did something happen?¡¯


    With a soft sigh, he placed the phone down beside him and returned to his meal.


    A few minutes passed before a gentle knock came from the door.


    "Come in," he said casually, continuing to eat.


    The door creaked open with a faint groan, and Seonhwa stepped in.


    Now that she is cleaned and has new clothes, Brandon saw that she is beautiful.


    Her black hair is now clean and damp at the ends, neatly combed and parted, falling over her shoulders.


    Her face was pale with some red marks and old scars running diagonally across her cheek and collarbone.


    "Sit."


    Seonhwa hesitated for a breath, her hand tightening around the hem of her skirt.


    Then, with careful steps, she approached the nearby couch and lowered herself slowly into the seat, sitting on the edge with perfect posture, with her knees together and hands in her lap.


    Brandon gave her a brief glance before scooping up another spoonful of rice, chewing thoughtfully. S~ea??h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Did you eat?" he asked after swallowing.


    She flinched slightly and after a moment, she nodded.


    "Yes, Lord Herald."


    He tapped his spoon lightly against the bowl.


    "Hmm..." He hummed, finishing the last bite of fish.


    He wiped his hands on a napkin before picking up the cup of pear juice and taking a slow sip. "How do you feel now?"


    Her gaze dropped to the floor "A lot better than before, Lord Herald." she said quietly.


    "Do you want anything else? More food? Tea?" Brandon asked, taking a sip of his drink.


    Seonhwa shook her head and replied "No, My Lord."


    With a faint nod, Brandon spoke "I want to know the full reason why you became a spy and why you desperately needed money."


    Upon hearing this, Seonhwa flinched and Brandon spoke "Don¡¯t lie to me... if I want, I can do a background check on you. It wouldn¡¯t take long to dig through your life. Your family¡¯s too."


    He has the Church and the Bleaufort house with him, so it really should be an easy matter.


    Seonhwa¡¯s gaze lowered "...My niece," she began softly,


    "...she¡¯s suffering from a rare disease. Her condition appeared around the time she turned six. It¡¯s a degenerative disorder... something the doctors can¡¯t even properly name."


    "The symptoms worsen every month, fevers, hallucinations, weakening body functions. She can barely walk now."


    Her voice faltered slightly, but she pushed on.


    "At first, I tried everything. Sold everything my sister and I owned. Worked three jobs. Even offered to participate in dangerous ether experiments¡ªclinical trials... You know the type. I thought if I could endure pain, it would buy her a little more time."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes quivered upon hearing this.


    "I awakened my ether core when I was twenty," Seonhwa continued.


    "It wasn¡¯t a strong one, but it was stable. The government offered to sponsor me into a training program, but... I declined. I asked them to seal it permanently."


    He raised an eyebrow. "Why?"


    "Because I didn¡¯t want that life,"


    "I have seen what being an ether user meant. My mother was one. She died in a rupture trying to save people who don¡¯t even remember her name."


    "I just wanted to live peacefully. Take care of my younger sister. Live as a normal woman, in a quiet home."


    She gave a bitter chuckle "But peace doesn¡¯t last. After I settled down, my sister died during a monster outbreak while taking my niece to the capital for medicine. A rupture opened near the rail line. She... she died shielding the child with her body."


    Seonhwa¡¯s voice cracked faintly, and she closed her eyes tightly, suppressing the rush of emotion.


    "I was left alone. My niece survived with broken bones and deep trauma... and her disease worsened."


    "I spent all the money I had trying to treat her. I begged for help."


    She opened her eyes and met Brandon¡¯s gaze for the first time. "That¡¯s when they came to me."


    "They offered me money. Enough to put my niece in a private medical institution under a false name, where she¡¯d receive treatment for a year."


    "All I had to do was infiltrate the Church and pose as a clerical servant. No questions asked. They said they¡¯d handle the rest."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly "And you believed them?"


    "I had to," she whispered. "I had no one else to turn to. I knew I was going to die if I failed. But I thought... at least she would live."


    "I thought if I died, they would still keep their word. That maybe... I could protect her just like her mother protected her."


    Her fingers trembled slightly "But then I was caught. And I realized... no one would keep that promise. They probably left her to rot the second I failed."


    Brandon sighed in his heart and looked at the broken woman in front of her "What¡¯s her name?"


    Seonhwa blinked in surprise "S-Solbi."


    "Do you have her full name? The facility you placed her in?"


    Seonhwa hesitated but then she slowly nodded "Solbi Jin. I had her admitted under the name Jin Areum at the Lumi¨¨re Pediatric Center in East Bellenstadt. I... I used every last favor to get her in there. They wouldn¡¯t have accepted her otherwise."


    Brandon reached for his phone without another word and quickly typed a message for Callista.


    Looking at Seonhwa, he spoke "I will find her. If she¡¯s there, I¡¯ll make sure she receives proper care. If she¡¯s not, I¡¯ll find out what happened."


    Seonhwa hurriedly stood up from her couch "R-Really? Will you really help me?"


    Brandon nodded his head with a faint smile on his lips "Mhm..."


    Tears swelled in her eyes and began to stream freely down her scarred cheeks.


    She quickly kneeled and bent low until her forehead nearly touched the floor "I will do anything... anything you ask,"


    "Just as you said earlier. I am even willing to die... I have no value. No future. But she, my Solbi.. she deserves to live."


    "She deserves to smile and go to school and dream of a future. If I must die to give that to her... I¡¯ll gladly accept it."


    Hearing this, Brandon let out a sigh "Get up first."


    Seonhwa raised her head and looked at him "Lord Herald."


    Looking into her eyes, he muttered "At first, I had that plan. To stop the riot, use someone as a sacrifice to shut the people up."


    "That¡¯s why, instead of a civilian I thought of killing a criminal there."


    "But seeing you crying in the cell, I was curious and asked about you, and here we are..."


    He exhaled, leaning back on the couch with a tired expression "As of now, I have no plans of killing you."


    Seonhwa lowered her head once more and a wave of relief washed through her heart "If it¡¯s for her, I will do anything for you, Lord Herald."


    Seeing this, Brandon just sighed in his heart and spoke "For now, just focus on recovering your body..."


    "I will call you when I get even more information about her. Now you go and rest."


    Seonhwa slowly stood, her knees wobbling slightly from being down for so long.


    She bowed her head once more and opened the door, leaving the room.


    Letting out a quiet sigh, Brandon finally picked up his phone from the low table beside the couch.


    He unlocked the screen with a swipe, and his thumb hovered briefly over Eira¡¯s contact before he hesitated.


    He had already tried calling her several times earlier. Still no response.


    A soft frown formed on his face as he instead scrolled down and tapped a different name.


    Ravene who was sitting on the couch, quickly attended the call "Kael..."


    Hearing her voice, Brandon¡¯s gaze softened "Aunt Rave... did you eat dinner?"


    With a shake of her head, she replied "No, I am about to. Made a salad with poached chicken and poured myself a glass of juice."


    Brandon smiled faintly "Mhm.. Also can you check on Eira in the dorms? I have been calling her but she hasn¡¯t picked up. It¡¯s not like her."


    Hearing this, Ravene couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and replied "Well, maybe she is upset after the little talk I had with her today."


    Huh? Brandon raised an eyebrow "What did you talk about with her?"


    Ravene grinned "Oh, don¡¯t worry... nothing serious. And she is perfectly alright. Don¡¯t have unnecessary thoughts and go to bed."


    -_- Brandon asked again "Dear.. what talk did you have with her that made her upset."


    Ravene just smiled and lowered her underwear below her hips.


    Sitting on the couch, she spread her legs as she reached out, gently caressing her clit "Now.. I am going to masturbate to you. Call me later, Kael."


    With that, she cancelled the call and her thumb navigated to the gallery.


    Her heart quickened and a faint flush spread across her cheeks as she scrolled through the images, her eyes scanning for the one she wanted¡ªBrandon, her Kael.


    She paused on a photo from a recent summer day, his dark hair tousled by the wind, his eyes crinkling with laughter as he stood by the beach, the sun painting his skin in golden hues.


    The sight of him stirred a heat deep within her and a pulse of desire made her clit throb beneath her fingers "Haa... why are you so goddamn cute, Kael."


    Meanwhile, Brandon stared at his mobile blankly "...What?"

 Chapter 123: Addressing the people

    Chapter 123: Addressing the peopleSitting on the couch in his room, Brandon looked at Valiene, who was sitting beside him and writing on a note.


    Brandon leaned in to peek over her shoulder, his cheek just a few inches from hers as he looked at the script.


    Now she is writing the script for him to speak in the declaration tomorrow.


    He glanced at her face as she worked carefully, writing her words.


    With him, she has removed her blindfold. Seems like she loves seeing him with her blind eye.


    Brandon watched her hand move, his eyes tracing the curve of her wrist, the faint scar near her thumb, and the way her hair fell loosely now that she had removed her veil.


    Looking at the note, he muttered "But the Goddess chose me..."


    Valiene¡¯s gaze flickered to his face, which was inches away from him.


    Glancing at his face through her blind eye, her gaze trembled for a moment before she continued writing again.


    "You have to memorize these by tonight, so you can address the people tomorrow."


    With a smile, he nodded his head "Yeah, don¡¯t worry..."


    "And do you want something to eat?"


    She looked up at him and nodded her head with a small smile "Mhm."


    ---


    The sun had barely crested the horizon when the bells of the Church began to toll across the spires of the capital.


    The people of Rh¨¦anne gathered in the capital¡¯s grand square, a grand multi-tiered plaza that faced the towering facade of the Sanctum Aureum, the main cathedral of the Church.


    A holy site that had never once been used for a public address by a Herald... simply because there had never been one before.


    The square was filled with people: clergy in white-and-gold vestments, common folk in their best robes, students from the Rheanne Academy, city officials, merchants, and even tourists.


    All were drawn by the impossible rumors.


    ¡¯A man had become the Herald of the Church of Rh¨¦anne.¡¯


    High above the crowd, on the central balcony of the cathedral, a sacred platform once reserved only for the Supreme Pontiff... Brandon Kael stepped forward.


    The ornate doors behind him opened and behind him stood a number of high-ranking Church officials, including Supreme Pontiff Eleonore Himelle, Valiene, Callista, and two of the Sacred Triarchs.


    The murmurs quieted as they all looked at the handsome young man.


    Brandon was dressed in a regal robe of deep black lined with silver, custom-made for him the night prior.


    He stepped forward slowly as his hands rested against the railing.


    For a moment, he simply looked out over the sea of faces... people who stared up at him with fear, curiosity, hostility, and hope.


    The sun behind him cast a warm halo along the back of his head, making his silhouette glow faintly.


    And then, his voice rang out, amplified by the subtle etheric arrays woven into the cathedral itself.


    "The rumors you are hearing are real... And when I learned about the protests, I decided that I needed to address this situation myself."


    A faint hush fell over the crowd and Brandon let out a soft sigh, looking at then ¡¯This is kinda cringy to say, but I got no other way...¡¯


    Looking at the crowd, he spoke "I was born an ordinary man."


    "A man with no title. No great lineage. Just another student trying to live in a world where men have no place in power."


    He paused, letting the silence speak as much as his words.


    "I did not ask to be chosen and I did not come to mock your faith or your belief in the divine order."


    "But the Goddess chose me."


    A murmur rippled through the crowd. A few clergy shook their heads while some nodded.


    "I stood in the Baptism Chamber, surrounded by the most sacred conduits of the Church. I was watched by the most pious women of our generation."


    "And in that place, before their very eyes... I was baptized."


    "I know many of you are afraid,"


    "Afraid that I am a sign of collapse. Or that my presence desecrates your faith."


    He leaned slightly forward, his voice softening.


    "But faith is not so fragile. The will of the Goddess does not break when challenged... it reveals itself more clearly."


    "Ask yourself: if Goddess Rh¨¦anne did not wish it, could I have stood here before you, carrying her will?"


    Again, silence. Even those who wanted to argue found their throats dry.


    "I am not here to rule the Church. I am not here to change your beliefs overnight. But I am the Herald."


    He turned his gaze toward a cluster of robed dissenters gathered near the south side of the square. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He could see their glares and the defiance in their eyes.


    "You may hate me and reject me."


    "But I will not retaliate with violence. I will not stain this faith with bloodshed."


    He looked at the people below with a soft smile on his face "Those of you who fear change, I understand you. Those of you who believe this is the Goddess¡¯s will, I ask you to walk beside me."


    He stepped back from the balcony.


    And then, in a motion that had not been seen in centuries, Supreme Pontiff Eleonore stepped forward and knelt behind him, bowing her head deeply.


    The Sacred Triarchs followed. So did Callista, Valiene, and every Church official present.


    From the crowd, someone gasped loudly.


    Then a student fell to her knees. Then a priest. Then a row of merchants.


    And then, slowly... one by one... the capital bowed before the first male Herald.


    The people who didn¡¯t like Brandon also had to bow because if they refused to, they would stand out in the crowd and it would cause a lot of problems.


    For a moment, there was nothing but the rustling of wind and the distant calls of birds wheeling over the great cathedral.


    As Brandon turned his gaze, a long blue projectile shot toward him from the sky, piercing through the air like a lance forged from compressed lightning.


    He barely had time to react before it appeared directly in front of him.


    *woosh* However, in the corner of his eye, he saw a flutter of blonde hair and in the next second, Callista was in front of him.


    Her cloak of snowy white, embroidered with the golden sigils of the Empyrean rank, billowed as she planted herself in front of him


    But before the projectile could reach him, the defensive mechanism in the altar, which was dormant for years, triggered and a large transparent shield appeared, blocking the projectile.


    *THOOM* The projectile hit the barrier, creating a small explosion and the people who were kneeling were dumbfounded.


    Shards of etheric force crackled off the barrier¡¯s surface, raining down like stardust


    Some people screamed and those who had been kneeling dropped flat in panic.


    Others recoiled in terror, staring at the glowing barrier and the remnants of the blast.


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed as he kinda expected an attack but he was still surprised that someone actually dared to.


    "Callista."


    "I am on it, Ly Lord."


    *woosh* Callista¡¯s body flickered and in the next instant, she dashed through the air.---


    A figure, cloaked in flowing blue robes, stood atop a hovering disk of condensed ether.


    Her body was encased in lightweight armor and she raised her arm again as ether crackled around her body, creating a spear from ether energy.


    Her face is also hidden behind a black mask.


    But before she could raise her hand, *sleesh*


    A deep cut ripped her arm and blood flooded out of her arm.


    But the woman didn¡¯t scream or cry in pain and turned her head to Callista.


    A cold glint passed through Callista¡¯s eyes "How dare you try to hurt my Lord."


    But then her eyes narrowed as she looked at the cloaked woman floating in the disc ¡¯What wrong with her body and ether core?¡¯


    ---


    The people below began to panic as the mothers clutched their children and screamed, and students scattered from their kneeling positions.


    But before the mass could erupt into a full stampede, a body fell from the sky and rolled down in front of them.


    A gust of wind spiraled down from above as a halo of golden ether shimmered into view, and Callista von Aubrecht descended, looking at the terrified people.


    "Someone tried to kill our Herald, the man chosen by the Goddess herself."


    "It is blasphemy to act against the divine will."


    She looked at the people in front of her "And you all are doing the same by protesting and rejecting the existence of our Lord Herald."


    "You call yourselves faithful. Yet when Her will defies your expectations, you would rise against it like rebels... no... heretics."


    "When the Goddess chooses to act outside our understanding, it is not for us to question. It is for us to accept. To believe. To bow."


    She turned slightly, addressing the entire plaza now "He is the Herald. The one who walks the earth as proof of Her divine will. The first man in history to wield ether."


    Her gaze flickered to the dead body below "Those who defy him will have the same fate under my hands."


    "Let this woman be a warning... and mercy."


    And with that, she stepped aside, turning once more to Brandon, who began descending the steps.

 Chapter 124: A reward?

    Chapter 124: A reward?Stepping into the Cathedral Brandon let out a soft sigh and glanced back at Eleonore, Valiene and the others who were walking behind him.


    "I think that went well except for the last part..."


    Eleonore gave a soft nod "Hmm... didn¡¯t expect that."


    Valiene, walking slightly behind Eleonore, dipped her head slightly "The attempt itself was crude. Poorly planned."


    "A lone agent attacking directly during a public ceremony without proper support suggests either desperation... or an external actor trying to send a message."


    Hearing this, Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, I wonder who that is... who wants to give me a warning?"


    At this everyone stayed silent and Brandon just sighed under his breath "Well, you can all leave now... we can talk about this later. I need a moment to rest."


    Eleonore, Valiene, and the Triarchs bowed their heads and stepped from there.


    One by one, the others bowed as they turned and departed in silence, their footsteps slowly fading down the Cathedral¡¯s long hall.


    And then... soft footsteps echoed again.


    From the side aisle, Callista came there with a smile on her face as her eyes crinkled with affection "My Lord..."


    Brandon gave a nod "Hmm.. come with me, Callista."


    Callista¡¯s eyes softened as she followed Brandon on his way to his private chambers.


    As they reached one of the side wings leading toward the more private quarters of the Herald, Brandon began loosening the outer ceremonial robe that still clung to his shoulders.


    As he shrugged it off, callista immediately extended her hand "My Lord, let me..."


    Brandon handed the robe to her without resistance, nodding faintly "Thanks."


    Callista accepted it with both hands, carefully folding the fabric over her arms.


    Brandon rolled his shoulders back and stretched his arms slightly as they continued walking.


    Callista tilted her head slightly, her voice breaking the silence.


    "You were magnificent today, My Lord. Even when the attack happened, you stood firm."


    Hearing this, Brandon looked at her and smiled "Well, it¡¯s because I know you are with me there."


    Huh? Callista¡¯s eyes widened in surprise before her gaze turned gentle, hearing his compliment "My Lord, you are flattering me..."


    They soon reached his private quarters and Brandon opened the door, entering in.


    Callista hesitated for a second before entering along with him, closing the door gently behind her without a sound.


    Brandon pushed open the inner door with his shoulder and entered the dressing room... a spacious chamber filled with tall wardrobes, mirrored panels, and shelves of folded tunics, formal attire, and casual wear


    Brandon pointed to the wardrobe and muttered "Keep it there..."


    Callista nodded her head and placed the clothes there.


    Looking at her, he smiled "Thank you. can you go and wait outside a bit?"


    Callista gave a nod and hurriedly exited the room.


    ---


    As Brandon exited the room, Callista who was sitting on the couch, raised her head and saw him wearing casual T shirt and shorts.


    He walked to the couch and sat beside her, close enough that their knees brushed for a brief second before he leaned back, his body sighing into the cushions.


    "Callista, what happened to that woman who tried to kill me, did you kill her?"


    Hearing this, Callista shook her head "No, My Lord... I did not kill her."


    With a thoughtful nod, Brandon replied "I see, so we can interrogate her to see who sent her..."


    Callista shook her head "No, My Lord.. she is dead."


    Huh? Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed in thought "Did she kill herself when you caught her?"


    Callista shook her head again "She was dead before I even reached her. In fact, she is dead days before."


    What?


    Brandon was even more confused and she spoke "Someone has killed her and used her dead body like a puppet... it must be someone¡¯s skill."


    "I have sent her body for autopsy."


    Upon hearing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed further "That¡¯s a pretty powerful skill."


    Callista watched him for a moment, admiring his beautiful face.


    Slowly, she shifted closer to him on the couch.


    "My Lord," she said softly, her voice brushing against the silence between them.


    "You should be more careful from now on..."


    As she spoke, she raised her hand hesitantly and placed it on his wrist, her delicate fingers grasping him slightly.


    Brandon looked into her clear blonde eyes and noticed her sudden closeness.


    Her smiled widened slightly "And.. I am still waiting on your answer."


    Hm? Brandon tilted his head "What answer..."


    With a faint chuckle, she murmured playfully "Oh come on, Lord Herlald..." she whispered teasingly, her thumb brushing lightly along the inside of his wrist. "Don¡¯t tell me you forgot. I asked for your hand in marriage."


    Brandon remembered that and he let out a sigh as it just felt forceful; she is marrying him just because he is the Herald.


    Looking at her, he raised his arm and patted her head "I am still thinking about it."


    She closed her eyes for a moment feeling his pat on her head "Divine hands... I will surely wait for you."


    As she spoke, she opened her eyes and looked into his blue eyes "But.. I want a reward today."


    He gently retracted his hand from her head "Reward?"


    With a faint nod, she moved closer, her hand resting on his thigh "Lord Herald what do you think about my performance today?"


    Looking at her, Brandon gave a nod "Well... at first we wanted to use someone else as a decoy for the declaration... but someone actually attacked us."


    "At that time, you quickly reacted to the situation and cleared that threat."


    "You even gave good warning to the people, I think... you did a very good job." sea??h th§× N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Hearing his compliment, a faint pink blush blossomed across her cheeks, spreading slowly from her ears down her neck.


    She lowered her head slightly, almost as if she couldn¡¯t bear to meet his gaze, overwhelmed by a happiness so pure and overwhelming that it made her feel lightheaded.


    Being praised by him felt like personally being blessed by the Goddess herself.


    She hummed under her breath "Then My Lord, I guess you need to give me a reward. How about it?"


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle "You are an Empyrean and can get anything. What reward are you expecting from me?"


    She lowered her gaze, her long lashes casting shadows on her flushed cheeks, and whispered almost shyly, "Your lips... a kiss."

 Chapter 125: The Autopsy

    Chapter 125: The AutopsyHuh?


    Brandon was taken aback by the request and looked at the woman, who was shyly snuggling beside him on the couch.


    A kiss?


    Well, he doesn¡¯t really mind kissing a beautiful woman like her.


    He again remembered Charlotte¡¯s words ¡¯Use her well, give her some attention and she will follow you like a divine dog.¡¯


    He smiled dryly in his heart and glanced at her blushing cheeks.


    With a soft sigh, he asked "You really want this...?"


    She hurriedly nodded "Ofcourse, being kissed by the Herald is everything I could ask for as a devotee of the Goddess."


    Looking at her, Brandon sighed in his heart and her grip on his thigh tightened slightly.


    Reaching up, he gently cupped her chin between his fingers, tilting her face up to look directly at him.


    "Are you sure?"


    Callista nodded, her throat tightening as she fought to keep her emotions in check. "Yes, My Lord... I want nothing more."


    It went silent for a moment and then Brandon leaned forward.


    The space between them closed slowly, and Callista tilted her chin up obediently, her lips parting slightly in anticipation.


    As she closed her eyes, their lips met in a soft touch, and she leaned forward instinctively, seeking more of his warmth.


    Her hands slid from his thigh up to his arm, clutching gently.


    Brandon responded, deepening the kiss slightly, letting his hand drift from her chin to cradle the back of her head, his fingers threading into the silky blonde strands of her hair


    Callista melted against him, her body pressing into his side as she returned the kiss.


    When he finally pulled away, Brandon let out a soft breath and Callista had a big beautiful smile on her face, brimming with joy.


    "My Lord..." she breathed out, her voice cracking slightly under the weight of her feelings.


    Brandon smiled faintly and again patted her head.


    "That reminds me, what about the information I asked about Seonhwa?"


    Hearing this, Callista remembered and gave a nod "Yes.. what that woman said was true and her niece is indeed there."


    Brandon nodded thoughtfully "I see, for the time being, give her some time to recuperate and daily necessities."


    ---


    It was already evening and now Brandon is inside the research center for the church.


    He stood silently near the long steel examination table, his arms crossed loosely over his chest, as he looked at the naked, lifeless body stretched out before him.


    The woman¡¯s body is pale and is eerily pristine despite the large Y-shaped incision that had been made across her torso during the autopsy.


    Neat sutures pinned back the folds of her skin, exposing the organs within for study.


    Around him, a handful of researchers moved with careful efficiency.


    "So, did you find anything?"


    One of the researchers, a woman with ash-blonde hair neatly tied into a bun and thin spectacles perched on her nose, immediately stepped forward.


    Her white gloves were stained faintly red from her work, but she bowed respectfully before answering.


    "Yes, Lord Herald. We have concluded our preliminary analysis. The deceased had, in fact, been dead for approximately three days prior to the attack."


    She gestured toward the chest cavity of the corpse "During the dissection, we discovered something... unusual embedded within her heart."


    Brandon stepped closer, looking down at where the woman pointed.


    Between the hollowed space of the heart, there is a small black crystal.


    "This," the researcher continued, picking up a nearby sterile tray where a second sample of the crystal had been placed, "appears to be a type of necrotic crystal. We believe it was the key to reanimating and controlling her body remotely."


    "It appears that the heart served as both the anchor and the engine for the puppet-like reanimation process. Whoever manipulated her must have placed the crystal while she was still freshly dead to maintain a semblance of natural movement and flesh integrity."


    Brandon frowned deeply "And her identity?"


    The woman nodded and replied "We conducted a full identity scan. She was registered with the Awakener¡¯s Guild under the name Jena Marrow."


    "Her record shows she worked as a mercenary specializing in dungeon and tower clearing... mostly C-rank assignments, sometimes B-rank when partnered with larger teams." S§×ar?h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "No political affiliations. No known enemies. No history of crime beyond a few minor brawls common among mercenary circles."


    Brandon sighed in his heart, ¡¯So this is really a warning for me from them.¡¯


    ¡¯That they can harm me even within my own capital?¡¯


    "We¡¯ll need a full analysis of that crystal," he ordered.


    "I want to know everything... how it was crafted, what kind of etheric signature it holds, and any traces of the one who made it. I don¡¯t care how long it takes."


    The blonde researcher bowed deeply "At once, Lord Herald."


    Brandon gave a final look at the autopsied body and his eyes flickered with pity before turning away.


    "Also, find if she has family and give them compensation."


    ---


    It was already deep into the night and the air was cool and fresh, carrying the soft rustle of leaves in the quiet suburban neighborhood.


    The hum of the car¡¯s engine faded as Brandon stepped out, feeling a small wave of comfort as he gazed at the familiar two-story house that stood before him.


    He took a moment to stretch his stiff limbs after the flight and drive, a soft smile playing on his lips.


    Walking up the steps, he didn¡¯t even bother to knock.


    He gripped the door handle and pushed it open casually, stepping inside¡ª


    "Kael..."


    A soft, almost breathless voice greeted him instantly.


    Ravene was standing right by the doorway waiting for him, barefoot on the wooden floor, her long black hair cascading loosely around her shoulders.


    She wore nothing but an oversized shirt, his shirt that barely covered her toned figure, and a pair of simple black panties.


    The sight made him pause for half a second and his heart skipped a beat at her beauty.


    Without hesitation, she closed the distance between them and threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace.


    "Haa... dear," she murmured against his neck.


    Brandon smiled and his arms wrapped instinctively around her slender waist.


    Feeling the soft heat of her nearly bare skin through the thin fabric, the exhaustion of the day melted away like ice under the sun.


    Unable to resist, his hands slid downward, gripping the soft curves of her ass firmly.


    As she was wearing just panties, he could squeeze her bare flesh.


    Feeling her skin¡¯s warmth, he spread her ass cheeks "Rave.. I am tired from the flight. Come, let¡¯s have sex..."


    Hugging him, she chuckled into his neck "Idiot, you will get more tired if we have sex now..."


    However, at this time, sudden footsteps were heard and Brandon was surprised ¡¯Who?¡¯


    Looking at the woman stepping into the living area, Brandon¡¯s eyes condensed "Eira..."


    A smile bloomed on Eira¡¯s face as she looked at Brandon but then her smile froze as she saw his hands on her ass.


    Huh?


    Turning her head, Ravene lips turned into a smirk as she pressed herself closer to Brandon.

 Chapter 126: A small fight [1]

    Chapter 126: A small fight [1]Huh? Looking at Brandon¡¯s hand on Ravene¡¯s ass, Eira was taken aback for a second.


    But then her gaze drifted to Ravene¡¯s face and saw the small smirk on her lips as she pressed herself closer to Brandon.


    Seeing this, Eira¡¯s gaze narrowed ¡¯Is she trying to seduce him with her body? Makes sense why she is always wearing panties...¡¯


    ¡¯You damn homewrecker.¡¯


    Meanwhile, Brandon was totally confused seeing Eira ¡¯What is she doing here?¡¯


    His fingers gently loosened on Ravene¡¯s ass and sensing this, Ravene leaned further to whisper "What, dear, are we not having sex? Let¡¯s try anal again today."


    Seeing her whispering something, Eira¡¯s lips twitched and she hurriedly walked to Brandon.


    She forced a big smile on her face "Brandon, don¡¯t disappear like that. I was scared." S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    As she stepped in front of him, she got between them and gently pushed Ravene from his grasp before hugging him tightly "Brandon..."


    Because of her push, Ravene stumbled back a little and blinked in surprise.


    Brandon glimpsed at Ravene in confusion before returning the hug, his hands resting gently on her back "Sorry Eira, it was an emergency call."


    Pulling back just enough to meet his gaze, Eira cupped his cheeks tenderly with both hands, her thumbs brushing across his skin "I see... I missed you."


    With that, she gently leaned forward and kissed his lips.


    Brandon sighed into her lips and closed his eyes to reciprocate the kiss.


    Behind them, Ravene crossed her arms and looked at them in amusement.


    Kissing him, Eira slightly opened her eyes and gave Ravene a smug look.


    Right in front of Ravene, she deepened the kiss "Ha... Bran."


    Brandon let out a soft hum of surprise into her mouth as she pressed closer, her body molding against his as her hands slid from his cheeks to wrap possessively around his neck.


    From the sidelines, Ravene smiled in amusement.


    "Oh my," she murmured, tapping a finger thoughtfully against her chin. "Looks like someone¡¯s getting bold."


    But she made no move to interfere.


    Instead, she walked over to the nearby couch, flopping down lazily and stretching her long legs out along the cushions.


    Her shirt rode up dangerously high, flashing even more bare skin and her toned stomach.


    Meanwhile, Eira finally broke the kiss, pulling back just enough to gaze into Brandon¡¯s dazed eyes.


    "Welcome home, Brandon," she said softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead.


    Brandon nodded his head and looked at her "I called you a few times but you never picked it up..."


    Hearing this, Eira lowered her gaze "Yeah... at that time I was sleeping, but later I saw your calls and I wanted to call you, but thinking that you might be busy... I didn¡¯t call you."


    "And Aunt Ravene called me later and said, Brandon is coming home and if you want to.. you can come tonight to meet him."


    "So, I rushed over here to meet you."


    "I see..."


    Ravene who was sitting on the couch, spoke "Enough, lovebirds; it¡¯s time for dinner. Kael, you go and freshen up."


    "In the meantime, I will also finish my cooking."


    ---


    Standing at the door of the kitchen, Ravene peeked at the living room and saw Eira sitting on the couch, using her mobile with headphones on her ears.


    She smiled and quickly entered her room.


    As she reached the bathroom, she gently opened the door and saw Brandon standing with a towel around his waist, who was about to bathe.


    However, looking at Ravene, Brandon was surprised "Aunt Rave?"


    "Shh..." She closed the door behind her with a soft click and walked to him.


    "You don¡¯t want to disturb our little guest outside, do you?"


    She raised her hand and gently grabbed his shoulders "Do you know how hard it is to pretend like I am your aunt in front of her."


    Hearing this, Brandon sighed and leaned into her touch. "I am quite surprised that she didn¡¯t ask me anything about squeezing your ass earlier."


    Ravene shrugged casually as her fingers drifted down his chest "She must have thought that it is our usual skinship."


    As she spoke, she removed her oversized T-shirt and then removed her bra, letting her breasts jiggle out.


    Brandon looked at blankly "You do not have the idea of having sex right now, do you?"


    She tucked away the clothes carefully and let out a chuckle, tying her hair in a messy bun.


    "Oh, don¡¯t worry... just a little blow job, something to take the edge off before dinner."


    She gently lowered herself and kneeled in front of him on the bathroom tiles.


    Raising her arms, she quickly pulled down the towel and looked at his semi hard dick.


    She leaned forward and brushed her lips against the tip of his cock before giving it a soft kiss.


    She let her tongue out, licking the tip of his cock and circling the sensitive head as she lowered down to lick the base of his cock.


    "Haa..." Brandon groaned, feeling her moist tongue circling on his dick, giving him delightful pleasure.


    Looking at her, he grabbed her hair and positioned his cock into her mouth before sliding it down in one push.


    "Urgh..." he closed his eyes with a grunt as her tight throat muscles clenched the tip of his cock.


    Ravene looked up at him and moved her lips to continue giving him a blow job.


    "Haa.. Rave."


    In the living room, Eira was listening to music and shaking her head, vibing to it completely oblivious to the thing happening in bathroom.


    ---


    On the dinner table, the food has already been spread out.


    Brandon was sitting on one side of the table and eating his food while Eira is beside him.


    Meanwhile, Ravene is on his opposite side, which surprised him a bit as she always sits beside him.


    To any outsider, it would have seemed like a peaceful family dinner.


    But under the table, chaos reigned.


    Ravene¡¯s bare foot lightly trailed up Brandon¡¯s calf, her toes curling and teasing against his skin.


    Every few seconds, she would press a little harder, sliding her foot along his shin, playfully coaxing a reaction out of him without ever once breaking her calm demeanor.


    Meanwhile, Eira, completely unaware of Ravene¡¯s actions, had scooted a little closer and absentmindedly rested her hand on Brandon¡¯s thigh beneath the table.


    At first it was innocent, her fingers just lightly resting there as she continued talking talking about how her classes were going.


    But as the minutes dragged on, her thumb began to move in slow, almost subconscious circles, rubbing gentle patterns into his leg.


    Brandon, trapped between the two, could only sit rigidly, smiling stiffly as he tried to focus on eating his food.


    ¡¯This is torture...¡¯ he thought helplessly.


    "Brandon, are you okay?" Eira asked sweetly, tilting her head in that endearing way she always did, her blonde hair falling like silk over her shoulder.


    "Yeah," Brandon said quickly, clearing his throat and reaching for the water, if only to give his hands something to do.


    As he sipped, Ravene¡¯s toes mischievously brushed even higher up his calf, sending a jolt through his body.


    He barely managed to swallow without choking.


    Glancing sidelong at Ravene, he caught the small, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she continued eating her food like nothing was happening.


    Under the table, Eira¡¯s hand slid slightly further up his thigh.


    Brandon¡¯s fingers tightened around his fork.


    "So, um, Brandon," Eira continued, seemingly oblivious to the tension, "when you¡¯re free next week... would you like to come over to my dorm?"


    Brandon tried to respond, but the combination of Ravene¡¯s teasing toes and Eira¡¯s gently stroking hand left him momentarily speechless.


    He coughed lightly and nodded. "S-Sure, sounds great," he managed to say.


    Eira¡¯s face lit up with happiness.


    Ravene leaned in slightly from the other side, as she pretended to join the conversation. "You¡¯ll be a hit, Kael... all the ladies love you, after all."


    Suddenly, Ravene¡¯s foot moved boldly between his legs as she pressed her foot right over his groin, pressing a little harder on his dick.


    Brandon nearly dropped his fork.


    He shifted in his seat awkwardly, trying to discreetly move his leg away, but Eira misinterpreted his movement and took it as a sign to hold his leg tighter under the table.


    Her small fingers squeezed gently, as if offering comfort.


    Brandon was starting to sweat, despite the cool night air.


    "So... Brandon shall we have a small study session tonight?" Eira asked as she popped a piece of fruit into her mouth.


    Brandon opened his mouth to answer, but Ravene chose that exact moment to very lightly run her toes up the inside of his thigh again.


    He stiffened and a faint grunt escaped his lips before he hastily masked it as a cough.


    Ravene, of course, looked innocently into her food plate, hiding her grin.


    Eira frowned slightly and leaned closer in concern "Are you sure you¡¯re okay, Kael? You seem a little... hot."


    Brandon nodded, forcing a laugh "I¡¯m fine, just... maybe the food¡¯s a little strong today."


    Eira gave a small giggle, brushing her hair back behind her ear.


    Meanwhile, Ravene¡¯s foot lightly traced slow, teasing circles on the inside of Brandon¡¯s thigh as her toes pressed harder above his dick.


    Brandon inhaled deeply and gripped the edge of the table.


    He looked at Ravene and lipsynched ¡¯The next time we are having sex, I am ripping your asshole apart...¡¯


    Ravene chuckled in her heart and gave a faint nod, as she moved her lips ¡¯Yeah, looking forward to it...¡¯


    Eira looked at Brandon¡¯s face and a deep blush painted her cheeks as she slowly moved her hand, reaching his groin.


    Huh? Ravene quickly retracted her leg as she didn¡¯t expect Eira to be this bold.


    The blush on Eira¡¯s face deepened as she rubbed her hand over his dick.


    Brandon stiffened again ¡¯Girl, what are you doing?¡¯


    He slowly turned to look at her and she shyly looked away.


    Brandon: ¨i©n¨i


    God, help me...

 Chapter 127: Teasing?

    Chapter 127: Teasing?"Hmm.."


    Humming a song under her breath, Ravene was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen after dinner.


    The clink of dishes and the soft hum of water filled the kitchen as Ravene stood at the sink, her hands submerged in soapy suds, scrubbing the plates.


    Her black hair was still tied in a messy bun from earlier, her oversized t-shirt riding up slightly, revealing the curve of her hips and the black lace panties she wore.


    Brandon walked into the kitchen and sensing his presence, a smile curled on her lips.


    As he hugged her from behind, Ravene leaned back on his touch with a giggle.


    But his hand slid lower, slipping beneath the hem of her t-shirt, brushing the waistband of her panties and then dipping inside, his fingers finding her clit, pinching it lightly.


    Eh? Ravene flinched in his arms as she felt a jolt of electricity, and the scrub fell from her hand, clattering into the sink with a soft splash.


    Brandon grinned and gently bit her ear. "Hmm? At the table, you were teasing me, weren¡¯t you?"


    Ravene twisted her body as she pushed her back against him "W-Wait.. Kael."


    But Brandon was not hearing any of it and tenderly inserted his fingers directly into her pussy, spreading them.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes widened and she squirmed as her inner pussy walls clenched his fingers "K-Kael.. Hmm...."


    "Rave, you¡¯ve gotten a lot naughtier lately..." he murmured, his fingers spreading her pussy wider, curling inside her, hitting that perfect spot making her thighs tremble in pleasure.


    "Haang..."


    Retracting his hands, he pushed her, bending her body on top of the counter.


    With her face pressed against the cool granite, Ravene couldn¡¯t do anything as her breasts squished against the surface, the t-shirt riding up, exposing her lower back.


    Brandon¡¯s hands moved to her hips, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down slowly, the black lace sliding over her curves, revealing her plump ass cheeks, begging for his touch


    He removed it from her legs and threw the panties to the side.


    His hands gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide to see her puckered pink butthole and her delicious pussy.


    Ravene glanced at him over her shoulder, and her gaze trembled "Kael..."


    Brandon grinned and raised his hand, giving a firm slap on her ass.


    Plah!


    "Angh~?"


    "What a naughty wife you have become..."


    He gave another strong slap on her ass cheeks, making them flush deep red, as his fingerprint was spread across her ass cheek.


    Smiling, he gave another slap, making her body jerk in both pleasure and pain.


    Letting her go, he crouched down to take the panties he had thrown earlier.


    He glanced at Ravene and saw her panting slightly, lying on the counter.


    He raised her chin and saw her flushed cheeks; he could see that she is really turned on and muttered "Open your mouth, dear..."


    Ravene obediently opened her mouth and with a lustful gaze, Brandon stuffed that panty into her mouth.


    Leaning forward, he kissed her cheek "You look beautiful, dear..."


    Brandon¡¯s hands returned to her hips, his fingers digging into her flushed skin.


    His hand slid into her pussy, parting her folds, teasing her clit and she let out a moan, her body jerking as her love juices dripped, coating his fingers, the counter, and the tiles.


    He pressed his thumb against her clit, circling it, and she moaned, but it was muffled by the panty as her body convoluted in pleasure.


    Brandon¡¯s other hand moved to her ass, his fingers brushing her butthole, teasing it and circling the tight ring, making her clench her butthole, pushing her to an orgasm as her juices gushed, coating his hand.


    His fingers fucked her pussy faster as his other hand teased her butthole, slipping a finger inside and her eyes widened with a delicious moan as she orgasmed.


    Ravene¡¯s body shuddered, her pussy clenching, her butthole tightening around his finger as her love juices crashed down the counter.


    He retracted his hands and looked at Ravene panting heavily, lying on the counter.


    Smiling, he gently patted her head, moving a strand of hair from her face "Aunt Rave..."


    He slowly pulled the panty from her mouth, making her gasp a little.


    Looking at her flushed cheeks and panting face, Brandon leaned forward and kissed her cheek "Beautiful as ever..."


    Ravene looked at him and let out a sigh as a smile appeared on her lips "You damn perverted bastard..."


    With a chuckle, he gave a squeeze to her ass "I love you too..."


    ---


    On the soft, wide couch, Brandon and Eira sat close together, their shoulders occasionally brushing as they studied from a sleek tablet perched between them.


    Brandon held the device in his lap, scrolling through the glowing diagrams and lines of text while Eira leaned in, occasionally pointing at something on the screen or murmuring explanations under her breath.


    "You see here, this equation links directly to the stabilization of an etheric field. Without maintaining the ratio, the structure collapses."


    Brandon gave a nod "Right... I think I get it now..."


    As they spoke, the soft sound of footsteps padded toward them from the hallway.


    Turning slightly, Brandon saw Ravene approaching, balancing a small tray in her hands.


    "Here, you two must be thirsty," Ravene said warmly, stepping around the couch.


    She bent forward, first offering a tall glass of chilled orange juice to Eira. "Here you go, sweetie,"


    "Thank you, Aunt Ravene," Eira chirped, smiling up at her as she took the glass with both hands.


    Then Ravene turned to Brandon, and her eyes lingered on him for a second longer than necessary before she handed him his glass. sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "And for you, dear," she murmured, her fingers brushing lightly over his as she passed the glass.


    Their eyes met for a brief moment and a glimmer of teasing danced in Ravene¡¯s gaze before she straightened up.


    Ravene stepped back, setting the empty tray on the side table, but she didn¡¯t leave immediately.


    Instead, she perched herself on the armrest of a nearby armchair.


    Eira sipped her juice and quickly refocused on the tablet.


    "Okay, so... this next part talks about the different classifications of field disruptions," she said, turning the screen slightly toward Brandon.


    "Right," Brandon said, forcing his mind back on track, although out of the corner of his eye he could see Ravene toying idly with a lock of her hair, her gaze flickering to him from time to time.


    Ravene rested her chin on her hand and watched them lazily, her eyes half-lidded.


    Another twenty minutes passed like that, studying, quiet conversation, Eira¡¯s occasional laughter filling the room.


    Finally, Eira set the tablet down on the coffee table and stretched her arms overhead, her shirt riding up slightly to reveal a glimpse of her slim waist.


    "Haaahh... I am getting sleepy now."

 Chapter 128: Sleeping?

    Chapter 128: Sleeping?"Eh? No, you dont have to sleep on the couch..."


    Ravene muttered as she hugged Brandon tightly in her arms, burying her face on his neck.


    Brandon let out a dry chuckle, feeling the way her body molded so naturally against his. He raised his arms and returned her hug, patting her back gently.


    "Its okay, Aunt Rave... I can sleep."


    Eira¡¯s lips twitched in frustration to see Ravene getting all intimate with him over simple things.


    She let out a yawn as she was feeling sleepy again.


    Ravene shook her head, snuggling close to him "Then I am also sleeping with you on the couch."


    Eira raised an eyebrow upon hearing this "No need to, Aunt Ravene; you can sleep in the bed, and I can sleep with Brandon on couch."


    Brandon shook his head with a smile "You both lie on the bed; I will sleep on the couch."


    Seeing this, Ravene let out a heavy sigh "Forget it, Brandon just returned home after everything that¡¯s happened. He deserves a proper night¡¯s rest, not some cramped couch..."


    She hugged him even tighter "You and Eira sleep on the bed; I will sleep on the couch for you."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s gaze softened as he hugged her closer "Thank for worrying about me, Aunt Rave..."


    Huh... Wait. Eira¡¯s eyes narrowed ¡¯That should have been my line. Now it will look like she is taking care of him more than me.¡¯


    ¡¯This damn homewrecker.¡¯


    She hurriedly walked to him and grasped his hand "Brandon, let¡¯s all three sleep on the bed."


    As she spoke, she let out another yawn "And I am also so sleepy..."


    Ravene¡¯s eyes brightened "Yeah, let¡¯s do that then."


    ---


    Lying on the bed, Brandon glanced at the ceiling above him and the air was cool against his skin as he was wearing only shorts.


    The three of them lay there in a line, Ravene on the left, Brandon in the middle, and Eira on the right, with their bodies covered in one large quilt.


    At first, they kept a respectful distance, with Brandon lying stiff as a board between the two women, staring up at the ceiling like it held the secrets of the universe.


    With a low hum of satisfaction, Ravene rolled onto her side and draped an arm over Brandon¡¯s chest, snuggling her body close against his.


    Her hand rested possessively over his heart, and her bare thigh brushed against his leg under the covers.


    "You¡¯re so warm..." she mumbled sleepily, nuzzling into the crook of his neck.


    Hm? Seeing this, Eira rolled close to him and pulled his waist, making him roll towards her "Come here, Brandon."


    Now that he has moved, he is lying with his back facing Ravene while he hugs Eira in his arms.


    Eira smiled softly as she snuggled into his arms. She buried her face into his chest, taking in the comforting scent of him.


    Within moments, her breathing slowed, and she drifted easily into sleep.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes narrowed, seeing Brandon¡¯s back, as she had no way of snuggling with him now because of Eira.


    She pouted slightly, feeling cheated. After all, isn¡¯t she the one clinging to him first?


    ¡¯Fine. If that¡¯s how you want to play it, little girl¡¯


    Ravene slipped her hand down to the hem of her oversized t-shirt and peeled it off over her head.


    Cool air kissed her bare upper body, but she didn¡¯t stop there.


    Her hands went behind her back, expertly unclasping her bra.


    She let it slide down her arms before tossing it carelessly onto the floor beside the bed.


    With a grin, she moved closer to him and pressed her chest on his back, her full, bare breasts molding against the hard planes of his muscles.


    Eh? Brandon, still half-awake, stiffened slightly in Eira¡¯s embrace as he suddenly felt a very soft and luscious sensation pressing into his back.


    Ravene leaned forward to whisper "Can you feel them?"


    He rubbed her breasts a little more deliberately against his back and murmured "My nipples.. they are hardening. Can you feel it?"


    As if to prove her words, she subtly shifted her chest, letting her stiffened nipples graze against the firmness of his back.


    The contrast between her silky skin and the teasing points of her hardened nipples was enough to make Brandon clench his jaw.


    Brandon looked at Eira, who was still sleeping in his arms and slowly turned his head back to glance at Ravene.


    What he saw made his throat dry up instantly.


    In the faint light of the moon slipping through the curtains, Ravene¡¯s figure was breathtaking.


    No matter how many times he sees her, she is always beautiful.


    She had pulled the blanket slightly down from her chest, her full, perfect breasts lifted up slightly in her hands, presenting them shamelessly to him.


    Her nipples were visibly taut, standing proudly in the cool night air.


    A sultry, knowing smile played at her lips as she caught his dazed stare.


    "Don¡¯t you want to taste it...?" she breathed, her voice dripping with temptation.


    She pressed her chest up a little higher, causing the soft swells to jiggle slightly, as if offering them up to him.


    His gaze flickered between Ravene¡¯s beautiful face and her exposed, inviting breasts.


    The pinkness of her hardened nipples seemed to glow under the pale moonlight, practically begging for his touch... or his mouth.


    Meanwhile, Eira gave a soft little sigh in her sleep, tightening her hold around him slightly, pressing her soft body against his chest.


    Ravene saw the hesitation in his eyes and smirked, leaning even closer until her lips brushed his ear.


    "It¡¯s okay," she whispered. "She¡¯s asleep... you can have a little taste... just a little."


    Her fingers found his hand under the covers and gently guided it toward her chest, lifting his fingers up until they barely grazed the underswell of her breast.


    Ravene bit her bottom lip seductively, pushing her chest more firmly into his hand, encouraging him without a word.


    "Come on, dear..." she coaxed in a near-silent breath. "Don¡¯t you want to feel me properly...?"


    Her nipple brushed against the pad of his thumb, and before he even realized what he was doing, his fingers reflexively closed around the generous curve of her breast, squeezing softly.


    Ravene gasped quietly, her body arching into his touch.


    "Good boy..." she purred, threading her fingers through his hair.


    Brandon gently moved Eira from his body and leaned closer to Ravene "Aunt Rave..."


    He dipped his head and glanced at her pink nipples before opening his mouth and gently sucking it in.


    "Haa.." Ravene gasped quietly, biting her lower lip to muffle the sound.


    She pressed her hand to the back of his head, encouraging him.


    Brandon¡¯s tongue flicked softly against her as he rolled his tongue around her nipple before sucking it in.


    Ravene intertwined her legs lightly around his, pulling him closer until he was pressed fully against her body.


    She stroked the back of his neck, her fingertips dancing along his spine. "Stay with me... just like this."


    Brandon, still suckling gently, responded by tightening his arms around her waist, silently promising he would.


    Looking at him sucking her nipple, her gaze softened in affection. "And don¡¯t worry about Eira.. I gave her a sleeping tablet mixed with her juice; she won¡¯t wake up soon. Take your time."


    Huh? Brandon was surprised to hear and looked up at her mischievous smile.


    He sighed in his heart and continued sucking on her nipple.


    He gently let go of her nipple, forming a small thread of saliva between her nipple and his lips.


    Raising his hands, he squeezed both breasts together as her nipples brushed against each other under his gentle pressure.


    Ravene let out a delighted giggle, biting her lip to muffle the sound, her chest heaving with breathless excitement.


    She arched her back slightly, offering herself even more freely to him, clearly enjoying every second of his touch.


    Unable to resist, Brandon leaned forward again, this time taking both nipples into his mouth at once, playfully munching and suckling at them together.


    The sensation made Ravene gasp and she gripped her hair tightly.


    "Fuck..."


    She hugged him closer and pulled the sheets above them "No matter how you suck it, you won¡¯t get milk from them..."


    A deep blush painted her cheeks as she looked at him "You will have to get me pregnant to get some milk from there"


    Hearing this, Brandon stopped sucking for a moment and looked up at her.


    Her eyes turned gentle "I know, you are still very young... we can take it slow."


    Hearing her understanding words, Brandon let go of her nipples and licked his lips, savoring her taste.


    He gently moved up to kiss her lips "Thank you, Aunt Rave..."


    She let out a giggle and pressed his head down "Now go and continue..."


    "Mhm."


    He leaned down and buried his face on her breasts before continuing to suck her nipples again.


    Her gaze grew tender looking at him as she closed her eyes ¡¯I love you Kael...¡¯ S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

 Chapter 129: Another talk

    Chapter 129: Another talkIt was already morning.


    A quiet hush filled the room as the golden hue of sunlight filtered through the half-closed curtains.


    Brandon lay there, his head nestled into the pillow, one arm cradling Ravene against his chest.


    She was tucked in close, her leg draped loosely over his hip, her fingers absentmindedly tracing slow circles across his bare chest.


    His fingers threaded through her long hair, stroking the strands between his fingers.


    She shifted slightly, nuzzling her face deeper into his shoulder with a quiet sigh.


    Brandon tilted his head a little, glancing past Ravene to the other side of the bed.


    There he saw Eira sleeping with her arms spread open.


    For a long moment, Brandon stared at her, "How long before she wakes up...?"


    "Hm?" Ravene tilted her head up from his chest slightly, her eyes still half-lidded from sleep.


    "She should be waking up soon."


    She traced a finger along his jawline, her eyes flickering toward Eira. "Don¡¯t worry about your girlfriend."


    Brandon closed his eyes for a brief second. "Mhm..."


    His hand, which had been gently resting against Ravene¡¯s lower back, slipped downward cupping the curve of her ass.


    She let out a quiet sigh. "When are you going to tell her about us?"


    Brandon didn¡¯t answer immediately.


    He just stared at the ceiling, his thumb gently stroking over the curve of her waist as his gaze quivered.


    "I... I still can¡¯t find the right time to say it to her."


    As she raised her gaze. she looked into his eyes and saw the sadness and guilt in his eyes.


    ¡¯This idiot...¡¯ she thought, her heart aching to look at him like this.


    He really do care for Eira... maybe more than he ever intended to. But that didn¡¯t change the warmth he shared with Ravene either.


    She leaned up and kissed his lips "Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll take care of it."


    Brandon blinked. "Huh? How will you take care of this?"


    She grinned at him and reached up to pinch his lips between her fingers playfully. "Just trust me," she said with a wink. "I¡¯ll make it work for you..."


    He stared at her for a second longer, then let out a long breath and pulled her close again, burying his face in her hair. "I really don¡¯t deserve someone like you, Rave..."


    Ravene¡¯s arms wrapped around him, pulling him tighter.


    Her voice trembled slightly, though she tried to hide it "Don¡¯t say that. You deserve me... and I deserve you. I chose you, Brandon Kael. I¡¯m not going anywhere."


    He was silent for a moment seeing her sincere love before replying, "I love you, Rave... so much. I love you the most."


    Her throat tightened at those words.


    She squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her face against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "I love you too... always."


    ---


    Eira sat curled up on the plush gray couch, the morning sun casting a pale light across the living room.


    She gently pressed her temple, her fingers gently massaging the dull throb in her head.


    "Haa..." she sighed softly, her eyelashes fluttering. "I feel like I had a very long sleep..."


    Her voice was groggy with lingering fatigue.


    Before her thoughts could wander further, Ravene stepped into the living room with a cup of tea in her hand.


    "Here, sweetie," Ravene said in a soft tone as she leaned forward and placed the cup on the table in front of Eira.


    Eira glanced up "Thanks," she murmured, accepting the gesture with a polite nod. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Ravene simply nodded back and plopped herself down beside Eira on the couch.


    Eira took a slow sip of her tea, the warmth spreading through her body, giving her enough clarity to gather her thoughts.


    The silence dragged on for a few more seconds before she finally spoke.


    "...Are you serious?"


    Ravene tilted her head lazily, "Hm, I don¡¯t joke in stuff like that."


    "I really love Kael. And if I wanted to... I could steal him from you. Even now."


    Eira froze.


    Her fingers clenched around the teacup, and for a moment, she couldn¡¯t quite breathe. "W-What? What are you saying? Brandon¡ªhe... he loves me..."


    Ravene gave a soft chuckle "Girl.. He does love you. I know that. I see the way he looks at you."


    "But I¡¯m pretty sure," she continued, her eyes narrowing slightly, "that more than you... he loves me."


    Eira¡¯s heart skipped a beat and she looked into her calm eyes.


    "Eh?" Eira blinked, disbelief flickering across her face. "You¡¯re just... saying that. You¡¯re trying to mess with me, right?"


    Ravene shook her head with a wistful sigh. "No, Eira. I¡¯m not messing with you. I¡¯m just telling you the truth."


    Her eyes softened, drifting toward the window for a moment. "You¡¯ve known him for what? Four or five weeks?"


    "But I¡¯ve known Kael since middle school. Hell, even before that. We just didn¡¯t talk much when he was a kid, but I was always there."


    Ravene leaned a little closer, "I¡¯ve been protecting him, Eira. Longer than you¡¯ve known him. While you were falling for the person he is now... I¡¯ve loved the boy he was, the boy no one cared about."


    "And if I said I love him do you really think he would refuse me?"


    Eira¡¯s hand trembled, the teacup clinking gently against the saucer "But... he loves me."


    Ravene¡¯s gaze didn¡¯t waver. "I know."


    She reached out and gently touched Eira¡¯s shoulder, "You¡¯re sweet. You¡¯re honest. And I don¡¯t hate you, Eira. In fact, I like you. That¡¯s why I¡¯m saying this now... before things get worse."


    "I¡¯m not here to tear you apart," she said softly.


    "But I am telling you that I¡¯m not backing down."


    "I¡¯ve held my tongue for years. I¡¯ve stepped aside more times than I can count. But Brandon Kael belongs to me just as much as he might belong to you."


    She rose from the couch "So you can either fight for him... or lose him. But don¡¯t assume you¡¯ve already won."


    Eira¡¯s gaze lowered and Ravene sighed in her heart ¡¯I will have to slowly convince her...¡¯


    ¡¯And make her think that accepting a harem is better than losing him. But for that, her love has to be strong...¡¯


    ¡¯Is her love really strong?¡¯


    ¡¯Wait, am I doing a bad thing? Brainwashing?¡¯


    ¡¯No, No.. anything I do for my husband is right.¡¯


    She convinced herself.


    :)

 Chapter 130: Just a hug?

    Chapter 130: Just a hug?Letting out a tired yawn, Brandon walked across the sunlit pathway of the Academy¡¯s main corridor.


    The morning sun filtered through the arched windows, casting warm golden beams across the marble floor.


    Students bustled about, some hurrying to class, others lingering to chat in groups.


    ¡¯Damn it... I didn¡¯t get enough sleep again,¡¯ he thought irritably, rubbing the side of his neck.


    His shirt collar was slightly askew, his tie loosely knotted ¡¯All that cuddling... and sucking on Rave¡¯s nipples. Shit... I need coffee. Or sleep. Or both.¡¯


    He stifled another yawn as he rounded the corner of the courtyard, when his eyes caught a familiar figure leaning back against a pillar.


    Han Dhayun.


    She was tapping her foot lightly as she glanced toward the horizon. Her arms crossed under her bust, and she looked as if she was waiting for someone.


    A smile tugged at the corners of Brandon¡¯s lips looking at her.


    He walked up behind her and gently tapped the back of her head with his fingers.


    "Idiot," he said in a low, teasing voice.


    "Mm?" Dhayun rubbed her head and turned lazily toward him "Woonie..."


    Brandon slipped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close with that same relaxed boldness he had always shown around her.


    "Who are you waiting for?" he asked, glancing down at her with that grin that made many girls in the Academy go stupid.


    (A/n: I know I am glazing lol)


    Her cheek brushed the edge of his shoulder and her body tensed slightly from his touch.


    A faint heat crept up the back of her neck.


    They had done this hundreds of times. She was like an older sister to him and this is normal skinship between them.


    She had ruffled his hair when he was down. Kicked his ass when he got cocky.


    They had shared ramen cups in winter and watched dumb horror movies until morning.


    He was her Woonie... annoying, adorable, and dependable.


    But this time...


    Why was her heart skipping like that?


    Dhayun bit her lower lip without thinking.


    ¡¯That damn bitch...¡¯ she cursed inwardly. ¡¯Putting stupid ideas in my head. He¡¯s like a younger brother. He¡¯s always been like that... right?¡¯


    She coughed lightly, "I¡¯m waiting for my friend," she muttered, glancing away.


    "She said she¡¯d meet me here fifteen minutes ago."


    "Oh, I see..." Brandon replied casually, still keeping his arm around her like it was the most natural thing in the world.


    Dhayun looked up at him briefly.


    His hair caught the light and his skin was smooth as his lips parted slightly as he spoke. S§×ar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His gentle blue eyes reflecting the sun made him look even more handsome.


    She found her eyes tracing his jawline, the small dimple in his cheek when he smiled, and the subtle lines around his eyes that only showed when he was being genuine.


    ¡¯He¡¯s... kinda cute.¡¯


    Then Brandon tilted his head slightly, catching the subtle change in her expression. "You okay?"


    "Huh? Y-Yeah," Dhayun quickly replied, clearing her throat.


    "Just a little warm. Sun¡¯s bright today."


    She looked up at his crooked tie and let out a sigh "Idiot, can¡¯t you even properly check your tie?"


    Hm? Brandon looked down at his tie and muttered "Yeah, I was in a rush."


    "A rush to look like a fool?" she scoffed, already reaching up with her fingers.


    Her hands brushed his chest, fingers deftly slipping under the loose knot as she began undoing it.


    Her fingers trembled slightly as she slid the fabric through his collar "Now stand still."


    She tightened the knot just a little too firmly, then adjusted it with a small tug. "There."


    Brandon let out a chuckle "Thankyou for always mothering me."


    Dhayun just shook her head helplessly and looked at him out of the corner of her eyes "Shut up, Idiot."


    They stood together beneath the archway near the academy¡¯s central courtyard in silence, the distant murmur of students coming and going around them


    Dhayun tilted her head slightly and looked at him "...Woonie, can you hug me? Just... a little."


    Hm? Brandon was quite confused, but then he nodded and opened his arms "Ok, come here."


    Dhayun let out a sigh and fell into his arms.


    Brandon¡¯s hand rested lightly on her back, rubbing small circles with his thumb.


    His gaze narrowed slightly "Dhayun did something happen?"


    Hearing the concern in his voice, she smiled faintly into his chest and shook her head "No..."


    She closed her eyes, pressing her face into his chest, letting herself feel his warmth more deeply ¡¯Now imagine... any other man in place of him.¡¯


    For a moment she imagined her hugging some random guy, and her body tensed for a moment as her closed eyelashes trembled.


    The thought of being wrapped in some random guy¡¯s arms made her shiver.


    ¡¯No... Woonie.¡¯


    She hurriedly opened her eyes and looked up at him "Woonie."


    Hm? Brandon looked down at her "Dhayun?"


    Glancing into his eyes, her lips quivered as a soft voice escaped her lips "...Do you think we are still the same?"


    Brandon blinked, a little puzzled by her question "What do you mean?"


    "I mean... us. You and me." She glanced away briefly, then returned her gaze to him, a pained little smile tugging at her lips.


    "We¡¯ve always been close. You¡¯ve always been important to me. But lately... I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m still the same to you."


    Brandon frowned slightly "Dhayun¡ª"


    "I know things are changing," she continued quickly, cutting him off before she lost the nerve.


    "You have Ravene. You have Eira. People keep coming into your life, and they see things in you... sides I never saw before."


    Her fingers clutched a little tighter onto his blazer "And I keep wondering... where do I fit in now? Am I still someone who matters?"


    Brandon¡¯s gaze softened and he pulled her in a little closer, resting his chin lightly atop her head.


    "You¡¯ll always matter to me, Dhayun," he murmured.


    "I don¡¯t care how many people come into my life. You were one of the first. You¡¯re part of what made me who I am. And nothing¡¯s going to change that."


    Her heart clenched and she buried her face into his chest, hiding the mist that threatened to gather in her eyes.


    "...Idiot," she whispered, the word sounding more like affection than insult.


    He chuckled softly "You¡¯ve said that more today than ever."


    She pulled back slightly, looking up at him again.


    "Just promise me..." she said quietly. "That you won¡¯t stop hugging me like this, even if you fall in love with someone else."


    Brandon reached up, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.


    "I promise."


    Hearing this, she smiled and hit his chest "Alright."


    At this time, another woman came, rushing there "Dhayun."


    Dhayun glanced at her friend and smiled, "Jiwon."


    Jiwon looked at Brandon in amazement "You are-"


    But she never got the chance to finish the sentence.


    Dhayun¡¯s eyes widened, and before Jiwon could utter another syllable, she swiftly reached out and pressed her palm firmly over Jiwon¡¯s mouth, muffling whatever words were about to spill out.


    "Mmff?!" Jiwon stared at her friend in surprise.


    Brandon, still holding onto Dhayun loosely, blinked in confusion "...What was that about?"


    Dhayun gave him a sheepish little smile, her hand still covering Jiwon¡¯s mouth. "Nothing. She just tends to say embarrassing things sometimes."


    Jiwon narrowed her eyes at her friend with a muffled protest, trying to wriggle free from the gag.


    Dhayun, however, kept a firm but gentle grip, trying to silently communicate with her eyes ¡¯Please don¡¯t¡¯.


    She then turned to look at Brandon and smiled "Then, Woonie... I am leaving. See you later."


    With that, she quickly dragged Jiwon from there.


    Looking at the back of Dhayun, Brandon let out a sigh as he could somewhat understand Dhayun¡¯s feelings.


    "Noona.."

 Chapter 131: Shooting?

    Chapter 131: Shooting?*thud*


    The sound echoed through the Arena Six chamber as Brandon¡¯s body hit the ground, and rolled across the floor before using the same force to curl and push himself up to stand.


    His face contorted in pain and a low grunt escaped his lips as he rubbed his abdomen where Naevora¡¯s latest punch had landed.


    "Shit..." he breathed, blinking sweat out of his eyes.


    "You damn musclehead... can you hold back a bit?"


    Naevora just smiled "No, come at me again."


    Brandon gritted his teeth and again lunched toward her.


    His steps became fast, enhanced by the thin layer of ether coursing through his legs.


    He twisted into a right hook aimed at her jaw, following it immediately with a spinning heel kick meant to disorient her.


    Naevora¡¯s eyes flicked toward his fist.


    She didn¡¯t move from her spot.


    Her right arm shot up, parrying the hook with her forearm before fluidly ducking under his spinning kick.


    As Brandon¡¯s leg whistled through empty air, she shifted her weight and slammed her palm into his chest.


    THUD!


    It wasn¡¯t a devastating strike, but it was perfectly placed, just under his sternum.


    A rush of air was knocked from his lungs as his body lifted off the ground and skidded backward, landing in a heap.


    Brandon stood up and charged once more, this time shifting his stance as he closed the distance.


    He feinted a punch and dipped low, trying to sweep her legs out with a sudden sliding kick.


    Naevora simply leapt.


    She jumped above him, twisting mid-air and landing behind him.


    Before Brandon could even spin around-


    Her heel struck the back of his knee, sending him buckling.


    As he fell, she grabbed his collar and threw him over her shoulder in a smooth arc.


    His back slammed onto the floor, and the breath left his body in a painful gasp.


    She walked to him, stretching her arms "You lack control of your center. Your footing collapses every time you over-extend. You forget that a battle of hand to hand combat is also a battle of rhythm."


    Brandon coughed hard, curling on his side. "Can¡¯t... exactly think about rhythm when you¡¯re hitting me like a truck..."


    Naevora just rolled her eyes and grabbed his collar to pull him up "Don¡¯t be so over dramatic. Stand up..."


    However, Brandon shook his head "No, you sit here and give me your lap."


    She gave him a blank stare but then she sighed and sat on the floor.


    With no hesitation, he scooted over and rested his head on her lap, sighing in bliss the moment his cheek touched the soft firmness of her thigh.


    "This is my reward after getting beat like a drum."


    Her lips twitched glancing at him as he looked so peaceful in her lap "How the hell do you still have the energy to joke after I threw you around like a ragdoll?"


    "I¡¯m not joking. This is healing." Brandon mumbled without opening his eyes.


    "Your lap is a good place to take a rest."


    "Tch." Naevora fought back a small smile, her fingers brushing through his damp hair. "I¡¯ll shove you off if you start drooling."


    They stayed like that for a while in peace.


    Looking at him, she asked "Are you free next week?"


    Brandon opened his eyes slowly, blinking up at her. "Next week?"


    She nodded, fingers idly toying with a lock of his hair.


    "Nope, exams."


    Naevora gave a slow nod and her gaze squinted in thought "By the way, if you have time, take shooting practice in the Academy."


    Brandon looked up at her "Hm?"


    Naevora continued, "You¡¯re getting stronger, no doubt. In a fight, you might have to deal with dozens of low-level aberrants at once and without wasting too much stamina. Guns can be practical."


    She paused, looking at him. "You don¡¯t always have to go full power. One or two handguns can clear out small threats while saving your energy for real enemies."


    "So keep some guns with you and also train on them."


    Hearing this, Brandon replied "I see, I will look into it."


    Naevora gave a satisfied nod, her fingers still gently running through his hair. "Ask for Hollowpoint. She manages the range. Tell her I sent you."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Hollowpoint?"


    Naevora continued with a nod "She used to be a merc sniper. Don¡¯t let her cute looks fool you... if she doesn¡¯t like you, she might use you as a moving target."


    "...Oh."


    "She¡¯ll like you, probably. You¡¯re dumb enough to entertain her."


    -_-


    ---


    Brandon stood outside the Aegis Range Facility, a tall gunmetal-grey structure built into the west wing of the Academy campus.


    He pushed the doors open and stepped inside.


    The interior was vastly different from the other training arenas.


    The entire structure was built for practicality... rows of long shooting alleys extended into the distance, with kinetic barriers at the far ends that absorbed bullets.


    Ballistic drones hovered along rails, sometimes speeding up or zigzagging in unpredictable patterns to simulate evasive targets.


    Overhead, small screen displays showed performance metrics and killzones in real-time.


    A few students were already inside, wearing sound-dampening visors and firing pistols or ether rifles.


    Brandon watched one of them strike four moving targets in a single draw.


    ¡¯Damn...¡¯


    But his attention shifted as a loud clang echoed from the far end of the hall.


    A tall woman was standing at the farthest booth, one foot on a table, polishing a sleek, long-barreled revolver that.


    Her dark combat jacket hung open, revealing a tightly fitted tank top.


    Her arms were lean and her neck bore faint scars... one running diagonally from her collarbone to behind her ear.


    A line of black tattoos curled upward from her left jawline, almost like creeping vines that stopped just below her temple.


    As she looked up, her silver eye glinted beneath her visor, and she spotted him instantly.


    "Ah," she muttered, standing upright and holstering the revolve. "You¡¯re the brat Naevora sent."


    Brandon nodded and walked close to her.


    "She said you¡¯d show up looking half-dead but still walking like you own the place. Guess you live up to expectations."


    Eh? Brandon smiled dryly in his heart looking at her.


    The woman looked at him thoughtfully "The only male ether in the world... I was wondering when I¡¯d get to see the freak in the flesh."


    Brandon resisted the urge to flinch. "...."


    She let out a chuckle "Relax, boy. I like freaks."


    Straightening up, she extended a gloved hand "I¡¯m Hollowpoint. Head Instructor for Range and Ballistics. Naevora and I go way back... she told me to train you if you showed interest."


    "I don¡¯t waste my time on talentless wannabes, but she vouched for your... stubbornness."


    Brandon took her hand and felt the strong grip.


    With a dry smile, he spoke "Apparently being able to shoot things instead of punching them to death is a survival skill."


    Hearing this, her eyes glinted in amusement "Cute. We¡¯ll see if that cocky mouth still works after recoil dislocates your shoulder."


    She turned and gestured for him to follow "Booth Nine. I¡¯ll give you something gentle. Like a viper with a silencer."


    He followed her, staring at the back of her jacket where a stitched emblem of a grinning skull coiled in bullets adorned the shoulders.


    As they reached Booth Nine, she handed him a sleek matte-black pistol.


    The grip was etched with anti-slip grip and the barrel had faint streaks of violet energy running along its length.


    "This is the Lazara Mk.II. High-precision, semi-automatic sidearm. Rounds laced with trace ether... strong enough to pierce aberrant skulls, but light enough not to backfire on D-rank weaklings like you."


    "Charming," Brandon muttered as he took the weapon, feeling its unexpected weight settle in his palm.


    "Try it. Shoot those five targets downrange. Center mass."


    He took a stance, feet shoulder-width apart, one hand supporting the other, and exhaled slowly.


    Bang!


    The first shot rang out and the recoil snapped his wrist slightly more than expected.


    Bang! Bang! Bang!


    The other rounds followed, and the bullets hit... but only two struck near the center.


    One hit the shoulder and the other completely missed.


    "Tch." The woman crossed her arms.


    "Your aim¡¯s decent. Grip¡¯s shit. Breath control¡¯s trash. But at least you don¡¯t blink when pulling the trigger."


    He lowered the weapon, slightly surprised by her blunt review.


    "Again," she muttered, walking behind him. "And this time, I¡¯ll adjust your posture."


    As she moved behind him, she casually reached around and kicked his left foot outward, slapped his back to straighten his spine, and grabbed his elbow.


    "I¡¯m not gonna hold your hand, but I will break your fingers if you keep squeezing the trigger like it owes you money."


    -_- Brandon smiled dryly in his heart and gave a nod "Yeah..."


    ---


    Meanwhile, on the far end of the Aegis Range Facility, separated by reinforced partitions and lined with a private target chamber reserved for high-ranking cadets or special guests, a figure stood motionless in front of a long-range booth.


    A flowing grey coat hung loosely from her shoulders, sleeveless and clasped at the neck by a small, violet gem.


    She stood before a reinforced sniper station, her fingers gently resting on a custom-built ether sniper laid out on a stand.


    The weapon was nearly as long as she was tall.


    The barrel was black and silver alloy, lined with fractal channels designed to harmonize with her ether¡¯s signature.


    It had quad-core stabilizers, a suppressor, and a scope that glowed with reactive targeting glyphs.


    With a slow motion, she shouldered the weapon and leaned forward, cheek pressing against the curved stock.


    Her gloved fingers tapped against the biometric plates, and the rifle hummed faintly.


    Her right eye aligned with the scope, and a series of holographic overlays appeared before her... wind speed, target distance, gravitational shifts, even heartbeat resonance. S§×ar?h the ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Target acquired: 750 meters. Simulated aberrant. Speed: 17 m/s. Irregular trajectory.


    She exhaled.


    Her breath misted slightly despite the stable climate control.


    Not from the temperature, but from the raw ether density gathering around her as she calibrated the shot.


    Then-


    Bang.


    The shot was nearly silent.


    In the distance, the target head exploded, obliterated so cleanly that not even fragments scattered.


    The automated system buzzed softly, registering a direct zero deviation hit.


    Without lifting her head, she adjusted her grip, tapped the chamber switch, and aligned with the next target.


    Bang.


    Another flash. Another kill.


    Six more shots followed, each separated by no more than four seconds and each of them landed with perfect lethal precision.


    And when the final target crumbled she finally lifted her head.


    "Still too slow," she murmured. "I should be able to shave another two seconds off."


    She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small silver orb, a personal analyzer.


    The orb hovered near her shoulder and blinked twice before a soothing feminine AI voice responded:


    "Precision: 100%. Reaction time: 0.74 seconds average. Core efficiency: 93%. Mental strain: negligible. Emotional state:... measured. No anomaly detected."


    "Run it again in five minutes," she instructed flatly. "Simulate wind disturbance and suppressor overheat next time."


    "Yes, Agent Sehra."


    She placed the sniper down and leaned back, rolling her shoulders slowly.


    As she turned her gaze to the side, her violet eyes paused momentarily.


    Through the half-glass barrier separating lanes, she noticed the young man standing a few booths down with Hollowpoint, awkwardly holding his sidearm while adjusting his grip.


    ¡¯Oh...¡¯

 Chapter 132: Finally?

    Chapter 132: Finally?"You grip that like you¡¯re holding a pastry, not a weapon," the woman drawled, watching him with narrowed eyes.


    "Are you planning to woo the aberrants or kill them?"


    Brandon grimaced slightly and looked down at the standard-issue academy pistol in his hand.


    He adjusted his stance again, trying to remember the form she yelled at him twenty minutes ago.


    "I thought I was doing better this time..."


    She walked behind him and suddenly smacked the side of his foot with her own.


    "Stagger your rear foot. Weigh forward. Ether flows from posture before it flows into power. You¡¯re D-rank, yeah, but that doesn¡¯t mean your fundamentals get to suck."


    "Right..." Brandon muttered as he adjusted again.


    "Now breathe. In through the nose. Out through the mouth. Sight picture... top of the iron sights aligned. Don¡¯t chase the target; let it walk into your line."


    Bang!


    His shot rang out and the recoil made his arms tremble slightly.


    The target fifty meters downrange jerked slightly as it was hit by the bullet, but only on the left shoulder.


    "Not bad," Hollowpoint muttered. "You¡¯re not blind, at least."


    Brandon exhaled. "Thanks, I¡ª"


    "Don¡¯t thank me. It was a shoulder shot. If that aberrant had six legs and was sprinting at you while screaming in your face with an ether spike in its gut, you¡¯d be dead."


    "...Okay."


    She pulled a smaller pistol from her hip holster and held it sideways, showing him the markings.


    "This is a Model-Z12 Arcpistol. Custom-built for rapid burst fire. Lightweight, ether-channel compatible. If you get good, real good, you can learn to channel your personal ether into the ammo stream and bend shots around cover."


    She fired once toward the next booth.


    Bang!


    The bullet curved unnaturally mid-air and pinged off the side wall into a secondary dummy¡¯s neck, scoring a critical hit.


    Brandon blinked "That¡¯s cheating."


    She looked at him and muttered "Don¡¯t count on flashy attacks all the time. They drain stamina and take seconds to charge."


    "You think an aberrant is going to wait for you to finish your cool move? No. It¡¯ll bite your pretty little spine out while you¡¯re monologuing."


    He gave her a sideways glance "That was a little specific."


    She nodded once "Now. From now on, you will learn the three-gun drill. Pistol, submachine, long rifle. You¡¯re gonna move, fire, reload, and transition between them until you can do it without thinking. And if you ever fumble a reload, I¡¯ll throw a stun baton at your legs."


    He gave her a deadpan stare "That¡¯s a joke, right?"


    She shook her head "Nope."


    Brandon let out a soft sigh ¡¯Naevora is a lot better than her....¡¯


    ---


    It was late afternoon, and the sun cast golden rays through the wide windows.


    The Academy Cafeteria¡¯s top level, normally reserved for higher-ranking students and faculty, was nearly deserted at this hour, giving Brandon and Eira a bit of privacy.


    Eira¡¯s head rested lightly on his shoulder as she sipped her frosted fruit drink and the delicate aroma of lychee and citrus.


    "Hmm... we have exams in four days," she murmured lazily, her voice slightly muffled against his shirt.


    Brandon gave a silent nod, as he absentmindedly swirled his beverage in its bottle.


    Ravene¡¯s face appeared in his mind and a pang of guilt ran through his chest.


    Eira nudged him gently with her shoulder.


    "Brandon, are you listening?" she asked eith a teasing pout in her voice.


    "Yeah, yeah... I¡¯m listening."


    She let out a small breath and shifted closer, wrapping both arms around his arm and leaning her head against him again. "Then what are you thinking about?"


    Brandon slowly put his bottle down onto the table and muttered "I have been thinking anout this for a while."


    She turned her head to look at him in the eyes "Brandon?"


    With a faint nod, he muttered "Eira... I love you a lot."


    Hearing this, her expression softened immediately.


    A blush rose to her cheeks, and she giggled gently, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear "Why are you saying things like that out of nowhere? You¡¯re being sappy. We¡¯re already lovers, dummy."


    He continued, "And... I love Ravene too."


    The smile on Eira¡¯s face froze.


    Her breath caught in her lungs and her entire body stiffened, her grip on his arm loosening.


    "...Huh?"


    Brandon turned his body slightly to face her more directly.


    He reached out and gently took her hand.


    Her throat tightened in confused emotions as she stared at him and tears moistened her eyes.


    "Brandon," she whispered again, "Are you... breaking up with me?"


    He quickly shook his head. "No. No, never. Eira, I¡¯m not trying to push you away. I love you so much."


    He paused, squeezing her hand gently.


    Eira¡¯s lips trembled as tears began to well in her eyes, blurring the golden light streaming in from the windows.


    Her heart pounded painfully in her chest as she looked at his face.


    "You... love both of us? At the same time?"


    Brandon gave a nod "Yeah... I don¡¯t want to lie anymore."


    She pulled her hand away, slowly, "So what, Brandon? You¡¯re asking me to... what? Accept that you¡¯re with someone else too?"


    Brandon stayed silent for a moment before nodding his head "I love both of you and want to date both of you." Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Eira looked away and her jaw clenched tightly as tears streamed silently down her cheeks.


    She brushed them away roughly with the back of her hand, trying to breathe.


    "And what about Ravene?" she asked bitterly. "Does she know?"


    Brandon nodded slowly "Yes. She knows. She... doesn¡¯t mind."


    Eira¡¯s lips quivered "Of course, she doesn¡¯t."


    Looking at him, she spoke "You really think something like that could work?"


    Brandon could only nod and raised his hand, gently caressing the tears from her face.


    Feeling the familiar warmth of his touch, she closed her eyes for a moment.


    For a long time, she didn¡¯t say anything.


    Then, with a soft voice she whispered "I... need time. I need to think."


    Brandon lowered his head, "I understand."


    Eira stood up, wiping her cheeks quickly and turning toward the stairs.


    She paused for a moment, then walked away without looking back.


    Brandon remained at the table, staring at the drink he never finished as the condensation dripped slowly down the bottle.


    And for the first time in a long while, Brandon felt more alone than he ever had.


    But at the same time, he felt a small relief as he could finally be honest.


    As he sat there, suddenly he heard another voice "...Brandon?"

 Chapter 133: The third seat?

    Chapter 133: The third seat?Hm?


    Brandon turned his head and glanced at Han Dhayun slowly walking toward him.


    Looking at her, he forced a smile on his face "Dhayun."


    Dhayun hurriedly walked to him and sat beside him on the table.


    Keeping his smile, Brandon spoke "Dhayun, you came to get that expensive coffee again?"


    Dhayun could already see that he is fake smiling "Fucker, tell me what just happened between you and that girl?"


    "Why is she walking out, rubbing her eyes?"


    Brandon let out a deep sigh "Oh, you saw that."


    She nodded her head "Mhm..."


    She knows that she should be worried but there was a little happiness is in her heart as she glanced at his face ¡¯Did they break up?¡¯


    Her heart bloomed in joy as she thought maybe she still has some hope.


    Her heartbeat quickened as she moved even closer to him and gently grabbed his hand "What happened? did you guys fight?"


    With a dry smile, Brandon began to tell her about everything.


    ---


    After hearing the whole story, Dhayun slowly nodded her head "I see..."


    "No one is at fault here."


    Her gaze narrowed slightly "That girl is a bit naive. Honestly, she should have expected this..."


    "Because you are one of a kind. I mean, you are the only male ether in the world..."


    "As much as you have enemies, women will also flock to you."


    "People are going to want you... not just for your power, but for what you represent. And girls are going to throw themselves at you, not all for noble reasons."


    She gave him a pointed look "And you are a fucking pervert, so she should have known that you won¡¯t settle with one girl."


    -_- Brandon smiled dryly in his heart upon hearing this.


    She gave him a sidelong glance "Is there a third seat?"


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow and with a slight cough, she spoke "I mean, like... do you have plans on getting more women or something?" S§×arch* The N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Well, I think there are some women already close to you... and your perverted ass will have surely marked them."


    Hearing this, Brandon turned his gaze away and Dhayun¡¯s eyebrow twitched. "There you go, pervert. How many more have you marked?"


    "Stop calling me a pervert."


    "Are you not?"


    "I am... but stop calling me that."


    With a soft sigh, she took the drink in front of him and took a sip "Ugh, this is so sweet. Why are you drinking this crap?"


    As she spoke, she took another sip and again made a grumpy look "Too sweet. I know you like sweet things, but this is way too sweet..."


    He grabbed the bottle from her hand and took a sip "If you don¡¯t like it, don¡¯t drink it, idiot."


    She watched him as he casually took another sip from the bottle she had just touched, like it didn¡¯t matter at all that they were now sharing.


    Something about the comfort, like... knowing that he is very comfortable around her made her heart skip a beat.


    Her posture softened, and she sank slightly into her chair, crossing one leg over the other, pretending to be uninterested while her cheeks betrayed her.


    Her gaze flicked down toward the floor, then slowly crept back up to look at him.


    ¡¯The third seat...¡¯


    Her fingers curled slightly on the tabletop.


    ¡¯Maybe I¡¯d look better in that seat...¡¯


    Her face turned redder, and she shook her head vigorously, whipping her ponytail to the side.


    ¡¯No. No, what the hell am I thinking? This is Woonie.¡¯


    Brandon looked up from his drink "You okay?"


    "Fine," she said a little too quickly, not looking at him.


    He tilted his head "You sure?"


    "Shut up."


    He smiled and leaned back slightly, resting one arm lazily on the backrest of his chair. "You¡¯re weird sometimes."


    She gave him a side eye, folding her arms "You¡¯re one to talk, perv."


    "Didn¡¯t we already go over this?"


    "Yeah, and the results are conclusive. You are, in fact, a pervert. Case closed."


    Brandon chuckled softly upon hearing this.


    He looked at her with a quiet, easy comfort that only Dhayun seemed to bring.


    He knew who she is.


    The type of girl who would call him an idiot a hundred times and still be the first to stand beside him in a fight.


    Dhayun felt that gaze on her, and her fingers tightened around the edge of her seat.


    She didn¡¯t dare look at him as she is way too embarrassed, and her heart is being stupid.


    She gritted her teeth and huffed "I mean, honestly," she muttered, turning her head away.


    "You probably already have a fourth lined up too. With how dumb women get around you."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow. "That so?"


    "Don¡¯t ¡¯that so¡¯ me. You¡¯ve got that stupid ¡¯I didn¡¯t do anything¡¯ look on your face and yet women are throwing themselves at you. Even the Church wanted to strip you naked and bless you in holy water or whatever the hell."


    He nearly choked on his drink.


    She grinned a little, satisfied with herself for getting that reaction out of him.


    "Seriously... you should be careful. Every time you make one girl cry, you gain two more who want to kiss you. You¡¯re like... emotionally radioactive."


    "Thanks..."


    She stood up and looked down at him with her usual glare.


    "Finish your sugary garbage and get your act together, Woonie. You¡¯ve got three girls already caught in your net... if you¡¯re going to be a pervert, at least be a responsible one."


    Letting out a soft sigh, she patted his shoulder "Talk to Eira about it. Or give her some time... if she really loves you. She will surely come back to you."


    Looking at her, Brandon smiled softly "Dhayun, thanks."


    Upon hearing his sincere thanks, Dhayun blushed a little and looked away "Anyway, I am leaving now."


    "No, come here, let me buy something for you..."


    ---


    Ravene was sitting in the research room as the glow of the holographic display painted soft blues and violets across her face.


    She looked at the slowly rotating 3D scan in front of her, a grotesque, malformed aberrant suspended mid-animation with its skeletal system highlighted in red.


    The latest specimen has been found near one of the older ruptures, and its internal structure puzzled even her.


    The mandible bone was split into two segments, and its spinal structure was laced with organic crystals, ether-reactive, according to early analysis.


    "Fascinating... Did it evolve to resist suppression fields?"


    Just then, a soft chime echoed through the room and she glanced at her ringing mobile phone.


    Looking at the name, she smiled and swiped to answer "Sweetie?"


    Eira¡¯s voice was heard from the other side "Aunty Ravene... I want to meet you now."

 Chapter 134: Another good talk between women

    Chapter 134: Another good talk between women"What? You told her?"


    Ravene who was on her way to meet Eira, was surprised as she heard Brandon¡¯s voice through her mobile.


    Brandon on the other side nodded his head "Yeah... I just thought it¡¯s better to be honest with things."


    A soft sigh escaped Ravene¡¯s lips "And here I was plotting some other plans."


    Hearing this, Brandon raised an eyebrow "Other plans?"


    With a chuckle, Ravene shook her head "Never mind it; just leave everything to your wife. I will take care of it."


    "Huh? Ravene?"


    She quickly cancelled her call and walked to the dorms in the Academy.


    ---


    The paved stone path winding through the dormitory park was quiet at this hour.


    The sun had already dipped beneath the horizon, leaving only the afterglow in the sky, dusky purples and smudges of soft orange. sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The faint breeze rustled the leaves gently, and among the scattered benches and shaded walkways, Eira was sitting on a bench.


    Her arms were wrapped around her knees, with her chin resting on top of them, as her hair fell loosely around her face.


    She didn¡¯t flinch when she heard the approaching footsteps.


    Ravene¡¯s heels clicked softly against the stone path until they stopped just in front of the bench.


    The older woman stood there for a moment, simply looking down at Eira.


    Eira lifted her head to look at her "Aunty Ravene..."


    Without waiting for permission, Ravene sat beside her, close enough that their shoulders touched.


    There was a pause and then Eira spoke "He told me..."


    "He said he loves you..."


    Hearing this, Ravene smiled softly "Yeah, he does..."


    Eira turned to look at her "Are you okay with him having other girlfriends? Like do you not mind him dating me and you?"


    With a chuckle, Ravene replied "You know, when I first realized how many women were starting to gather around him... I was annoyed. Irritated. Even a little possessive."


    She leaned back slightly, folding one leg over the other "And when I came to know he got you as his girlfriend, I was really surprised... but haaa, I just love him so much."


    "Just because he has some other women doesn¡¯t mean I should stop loving him."


    Eira blinked and stared at Ravene.


    "It¡¯s strange, isn¡¯t it?" Ravene said, almost laughing to herself. "How love can change form like this. I used to think it was something you possess and it has to be exclusive."


    "But no. When you love someone so much... you want them to be happy. Even if it¡¯s not just with you."


    "I want my Brandon to be happy. If he is happy with having multiple women, I am okay with that."


    Her gaze softened in affection "I just love him so much..."


    Looking at the smiling face of Ravene, Eira gaze trembled and a little ache bloomed on her chest as she realized she could never love Brandon like that.


    The real difference between years of love and just weeks of love.


    "I am... envious."


    Hm? Ravene turned to look at her and Eira spoke "I am envious of you... of your love towards Brandon."


    Hearing this, Ravene just smiled and raised her hand, patting her head.


    Eira closed her eyes for a moment "I was angry, not at you or Brandon... I was angry at myself, thinking that I am not ¡¯enough¡¯ for Brandon."


    Shaking her head, Ravene replied "There is no ¡¯I am not enough for him¡¯ You deserve him the same way he deserves you...."


    "Brandon is the odd one here."


    "You should know that he is not like others, Being the only male awakener puts him under many people¡¯s gaze, and many women would try to get close to him."


    "You are not dating a simple boy, Eira."


    With a sigh, she spoke "And another thing is his powers."


    "If you wish for him to be really powerful, so that he can stand against anyone... he needs many women."


    Eira¡¯s eyes narrowed and Ravene spoke "You know that he can get a woman¡¯s skill by having close, intimate physical contact with her."


    Eira nodded her head "Yeah, I do."


    "Hm... He kissed you and he got your skill."


    "But since mine is an S-rank skill, it was hard for him to get my skill... but after I had sex with him for some days, he finally managed to copy my S-rank skill."


    Huh? Eira¡¯s eyes shrunk in shock ¡¯Copying an S rank skill?¡¯


    "Wait- you already had sex with him."


    Ravene let out a soft laugh "Of course, why would I not? We are under the same roof and in the same bed."


    "We had a lot of sex..."


    Eira pouted her lips and looked away "We had sex only once."


    Rave sighed heavily "Anyway, you will need to come to terms with this part of him. With who he is. With what he needs to grow stronger."


    "If you want him to be strong enough to protect himself... and us... then you¡¯ll have to accept this side of him too."


    Eira went silent for a moment and asked "What would you do if he got more women?"


    She nodded her head "I would accept them as long as Brandon loves the woman and loves me."


    Eira tilted her head slightly "Will it really work?"


    Smiling, Ravene replied "We can make it work. Do you hate me, Eira?"


    Her eyes widened, and she immediately shook her head, almost flustered. "No! I don¡¯t. I could never. Aunty Ravene... I don¡¯t hate you."


    Looking at her reaction, Ravene giggled "Then, that¡¯s enough... That¡¯s the foundation. You don¡¯t hate me. I don¡¯t hate you. We both love the same man. So why not... build something instead of tearing something down?"


    "Imagine it, Eira... all of us, loving him in our own way. Living under one roof, sharing moments. Fighting for him. Protecting him. Supporting each other. Not rivals or enemies... but partners. Sisters."


    "We can all be a happy family."


    Hearing this, Eira¡¯s gaze lowered as she thought of a moment where she shares her bed with Brandon and Ravene.


    Ravene reached out, brushing a loose strand of Eira¡¯s hair behind her ear, and gave her a smile.


    "I already see you as part of it," she said.


    "Brandon cherishes you. That matters more than you realize."


    Eira blinked, and a single tear slid down her cheek before she could stop it.


    Embarrassed, she wiped it away quickly.


    "I¡¯m sorry," she murmured. "I didn¡¯t mean to cry..."


    Ravene continued patting her head "Don¡¯t apologize."


    The wind picked up slightly, tousling their hair, and for a long moment, the two women sat in silence.


    ---


    The door clicked shut behind Ravene as she stepped into her house before kicking off her heels.


    The faint scent of something savory wafted through the air.


    "Ravene?"


    Hearing his voice, Ravene smiled gently "Yeah, it¡¯s me, dear."


    Walking in, she removed her coat and threw it on the couch before walking to the kitchen.


    As she approached the kitchen, the sound of oil sizzling and utensils gently clinking filled the air.


    There she saw Brandon standing in the kitchen cooking dinner and her gaze softened.


    Silently, she stepped behind him and slid her arms around his waist, pressing her body gently against his back.


    She nuzzled her face on his neck before murmuring "Husband..."


    Brandon smiled gently and spoke "Seems like it¡¯s a rough day at work today. You are late."


    She gave a nod and tilted her head slightly before kissing his neck "Mhm, yeah.... What is it for dinner?"


    He turned his head slightly to glance at her with a soft smile "Creamy garlic chicken with roasted vegetables and herb rice."


    Ravene let out a soft hum "I can¡¯t wait to taste you and your food tonight."


    Brandon chuckled upon hearing her tease and muttered "Go and freshen up. Dinner will be ready soon."


    However, she shook her head and continued hugging him "No, I want to hug you more..."


    He smiled and continued cooking.


    Kissing his neck, she asked "How do you feel after saying it to Eira?"


    "I... feel more relieved, like a weight has been lifted from my chest.


    Hearing this, Ravene smiled and lowered her hand before giving a squeeze on his groin "Don¡¯t worry, Husband... I am sure everything will work out."


    "Mhm."


    ---


    Brandon set the last plate of food on the dining table with a satisfied smile, brushing his hands together and letting out a soft exhale.


    Just as he stepped back to admire his work, he heard the soft creak of a door opening behind him.


    He turned his head and paused as Ravene walked out from their bedroom, fresh from a long shower. Her hair was still damp, falling in loose waves that clung to her shoulders.


    A fluffy white towel was wrapped casually around her body, barely holding on, and her feet were bare against the floor.


    Grabbing her towel, she pulled it off her body before throwing it on the ground.


    Looking at her body, Brandon took his time to admire her beauty and Ravene didn¡¯t mind that and let him take a better look.


    She walked to him on the table and made him sit before sitting on his lap.


    "Now feed me."


    Brandon hugged her closer and raised his hand to squeeze her breast.


    Feeling the softness on his palm, Brandon smiled and leaned forward to kiss her "Ravene..."


    "Husband..."

 Chapter 135: Surprise?

    Chapter 135: Surprise?Next day morning-


    Brandon stepped out of the car and adjusted his collar as he looked at the large mansion in front of him.


    The doors opened and a woman rushed to him with a big smile on her face "Brandon!!!"


    Looking at her, his gaze turned gentle "Florence."


    Florence hurriedly walked to him and grasped his hand before pulling him "Come, come sweetie."


    He let her pull him inside as they walked through the mansion.


    She hugged his arm tightly like an excited mother seeing her child after a long time.


    "You seem awfully energetic this morning," he muttered, glancing down at her as she clung to his arm.


    "Of course I am!" Florence smile widened. "You rarely come over anymore. A mother¡¯s heart is fragile, you know?"


    "I saw you a week ago..."


    She pouted her lips and replied "One week is an eternity when you adore someone."


    Looking at him, she spoke "And I also have a small surprise for you."


    Oh? Brandon tilted his head in amusement, looking into her excited eyes "What could that be?"


    Florence smirked and wagged a finger playfully "You will see soon."


    ---


    Finally, Florence stopped before a pair of sliding glass doors and turned to him "Now close you eyes."


    With a sigh, he closed his eyes "This isn¡¯t a prank, right?"


    "Trust your lovely Florence."


    The doors slid open with a barely audible swoosh, and she gently pulled him forward by the hand.


    "Alright, open your eyes now."


    He opened his eyes and was immediately stunned. Wow


    He stood in a massive, luxurious entertainment chamber that looked like something out of a futuristic dream.


    The room was flooded with cool ambient lighting.


    A row of sleek, top-tier holographic gaming consoles floated above a magnetic floor platform.


    Several quantum-accelerated gaming computers were lined up in custom glass pods and each one of them is hooked to ergonomic gaming chairs with embedded neural-feedback cushions.


    In one corner there is a massive holo-wall projecting interactive environments, a full 360-degree battlefield simulation currently paused in a dragon fight.


    On the opposite wall, a motion-capture VR chamber was set up and its walls are lined with panels that allowed full-body immersion through etheric synapse calibration.


    It was the latest model on the market and probably isn¡¯t even available to the public yet.


    A full snack and beverage bar rested at the side, filled with premium energy drinks, chocolates, and snacks.


    Several game trophies, rare memorabilia, and signed collector¡¯s editions were displayed behind crystal glass as a finishing touch.


    Brandon was speechless.


    Florence gave him a little nudge and walked forward as she spread her arms like a child showing off her secret base "Tadaa~! I call it the Brandon Room."


    He blinked as he snapped out of his shock "You... made this for me?"


    "All for you, my sweet boy. I had this entire wing remodeled," she said proudly.


    Brandon slowly walked forward and stepped up to one of the holographic tables and waved his hand as the interface shimmered, displaying dozens of game libraries, training simulators, and immersive worlds.


    "This must have cost a fortune..." he murmured.


    Florence laughed brightly "Oh, please. What¡¯s a few billion when it comes to you?"


    He turned to her and his gaze softened in affection "Thank you, Florence."


    She stepped closer, gently cupping his cheek with her palm "You don¡¯t need to thank me, sweetheart. Just enjoy it. And visit me more often, hmm?"


    Brandon smiled and gave a nod "I will."


    With a grin, she pulled him to the center of the room where a dual holographic console floated.


    "Let¡¯s play."


    She sat on the couch before kicking off her heels and curled her legs beneath her like a girl half her age.


    Brandon quickly sat beside her to enjoy a game.


    He selected a popular two-player game from the main interface, a fast-paced, semi-competitive platformer with elements of co-op storytelling and chaotic physics-based puzzles.


    As the virtual environment loaded around them, they were immersed in a glowing landscape of floating islands, shifting platforms, and bright colored magical creatures.


    The shared UI responded to their movement as both their avatars materialized.


    A small, fairy-like creature for Florence and a heavily armored knight for Brandon.


    The console vibrated gently, syncing to their pulses.


    With a soft flick of her fingers, Florence took the lead as her avatar glided to the front.


    "Try to keep up, sweetie," she teased and winked at him as her in-game character jumped over a spinning platform.


    Brandon smiled and leaned back, immediately setting his knight into motion "Alright. Just don¡¯t cry when I leave you behind."


    "Ha! You wish."


    They raced through the first zone, jumping and dodging through the traps.


    Florence would occasionally pull his arm mid-action, trying to get him to mistime his jumps, and he countered by grabbing her hand and deliberately steering her character into in-game pitfalls.


    At one point, Florence reached for a power-up, but Brandon quickly snatched it first.


    "Brandon! You greedy boy!"


    He laughed and leaned in, bumping her shoulder with his. "Finders keepers."


    Florence narrowed her eyes "See, what I am going to do to you."


    She activated her in-game fairy¡¯s special move right in front of him, casting a trap that briefly froze his knight in place.


    "Wha- Hey! That¡¯s cheating!"


    Florence giggled like a schoolgir "Nope. It¡¯s called using my feminine wiles."


    He leaned toward her again and raised his hand to poke her side gently "Is this part of your tactics too?"


    Florence flinched and squeaked, swatting his hand away as she laughed "Don¡¯t you dare. I¡¯m ticklish."


    "Oh, really?" he grinned wickedly, inching his fingers closer again.


    "No- Brandon, don¡¯t¡ª!"


    Too late.


    He jabbed her side, causing her to yelp and squirm in the seat as she kicked her legs slightly, grabbing his arm for support.


    "W-Wait... no, Brandon... Hahaha... OHH!! WAIT!"


    The couch shifted with their movements, and for a moment, her body pressed warmly against his as her laughter muffled against his chest.


    As their characters fumbled around on the screen, Florence looked up at him, taking short breaths, and her face is brightly flushed with a pink hue.


    "What a naughty son..." she said teasingly, poking him in the chest.


    Her hand is resting lightly on his chest, with his arm still around her waist from the earlier wrestling match.


    Her sweet lilac and cedarwood perfume hit his senses, and he leaned closer to her neck "You smell very nice..."


    Florence was quite embarrassed by his compliment "Thank you, I guess?"


    Realizing what he said, Brandon¡¯s eyes widened slightly and he looked away. "Was that weird?" he muttered awkwardly.


    "Sorry, I didn¡¯t mean to sniff you or anything..."


    She laughed softly and gave his arm a small pat. "It¡¯s okay, sweetheart. It¡¯s cute actually. You¡¯re too honest sometimes."


    With a playful smile, she tilted her head "Well, now if you let this old lady go, we can play again or we going to play while cuddling like this?"


    Brandon leaned forward even closer "That doesn¡¯t seem like a bad idea."


    She raised her hand and pinched his cheek "Bad boy."


    With a chuckle, he pulled back to sit straightly and took his console "Come on, let¡¯s finish this level."


    She straightened her body and nodded her head "Yeah, let¡¯s go."


    ---


    They walked slowly down the corridor of the Bleaufort mansion.


    She is still hugging his arm with her fingers intertwined with his and though he was used to being so pampered, her maternal warmth made it feel natural.


    As they turned the corner, Florence smiled "Are you ready for another surprise?"


    "Another surprise?" Brandon asked with a wry smile. "Should I be worried?"


    She giggled "You¡¯ll love this one, I promise. I recently heard something..."


    She leaned in closer and whispered "About your hobby."


    Brandon blinked in confusion "My... hobby?"


    Without elaborating, she pulled him toward a door at the end of the hallway.


    Florence turned the handle, and slowly pushed it open.


    The scent of fresh sea air flooded the corridor.


    Brandon stepped in and his eyes widened in amazement.


    It was a large, sun-drenched room enclosed by curved glass walls that arched into a semi-dome, giving a panoramic view of the sea below.


    The sky outside was painted with warm hues of late afternoon, casting golden reflections over the wooden floor.


    The centerpiece of the room was a large, beautifully crafted drawing table set at an angle, flanked by shelves of premium art supplies... charcoal sticks, graphite pencils, watercolor palettes, ink sets, acrylics, and every imaginable type of paper and canvas.


    Multiple adjustable desk lamps hung from the ceiling, and a few spotlights were placed for late-night sketching.


    On the side, there is a cozy corner with a plush armchair and an easel already standing by the window with a blank paper.


    Florence watched him carefully as he stepped in.


    "I didn¡¯t want it to feel like some cold studio," she said softly, stepping up beside him.


    "I asked the designers to make it feel... intimate. A place where your mind could breathe."


    Brandon slowly walked in and turned to look at her in amazement "This looks... amazing."


    Pleased to see his reaction, a warmth bloomed in her heart knowing that her efforts are not wasted.


    "Mhm."


    Brandon walked toward the easel by the window, caressing his fingers across the blank canvas "I don¡¯t even know what to say."


    Florence walked up behind him and gently placed her hand on his back "You don¡¯t need to say anything, sweetheart. Just... draw. This is your space."


    He turned around and gently pulled her into a warm hug.


    She was a little surprise but then she held him back just as tightly, her hand stroking the back of his hair.


    "Thank you, Florence," he whispered.


    She smiled against his shoulder "You¡¯ve already given me so much more just by being in my life, Brandon. Let me spoil you a little too."


    They remained like that for a while, hugging each other tightly.


    Finally, Brandon pulled back and stepped toward the desk, picking up a pencil.


    He grabbed a loose sheet of paper and sat down, glancing over his shoulder "You¡¯re staying to model for me, right?"


    She laughed, lifting the hem of her dress slightly "Oh, darling. You have no idea what you¡¯re asking for." sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Just watch my pose."

 Chapter 136: Thankyou...

    Chapter 136: Thankyou... Brandon sat on the leather-cushioned stool with his posture slightly hunched over the large sketchpad spread out on the slanted wooden desk. The mobile phone rested upright on the stand just beside his elbow, displaying a full-screen image of Florence in a sunlit pose from earlier.


    Florence sat quietly beside him on the edge of the low couch near the drawing table, her hands folded over her lap, watching him with quiet interest as he moved the pencil in steady strokes across the page.


    The precision of his fingers was entrancing.


    His eyes flicked back and forth between the image and the sheet, capturing the details, the curve of her collarbone, the slight tilt of her hips, the soft curls of her hair falling just short of her neckline.


    Brandon¡¯s gaze drifted from the phone to Florence herself, "How did you know I liked drawing?" he asked, pencil still moving.


    "Did you dig up stuff about me during my school and university days?"


    Florence blinked, caught slightly off guard. Eh?


    A faint blush crept up her cheeks and she gave a small, sheepish nod. "I... yeah. I may have done a little background search. Not anything too intrusive,"


    "You won several inter-school competitions. Even attended a few private art programs when you were in high school. One of them mentioned your work being displayed in a youth art exhibition."


    Brandon gave a soft "Mhm..."


    "Then... you must¡¯ve heard about my old girlfriend too."


    At that, Florence lowered her gaze and her fingers clasped a little tighter over her lap "I did... I¡¯m sorry."


    He shook his head with a smile "No need. She broke up with me. It¡¯s in the past."


    For a moment, silence settled between them again, but Florence reached out, almost hesitantly, and placed her hand on his thigh.


    "I did hear that you two dated for a few months. You met in university, right? She was a top student."


    Brandon nodded, "Yeah. She was smart. Kind. Ambitious."


    Florence showed a faint smile. "I did a small background check on her too. Nothing serious... just for peace of mind."


    "She really does seem like a sweet girl. Always on the honor roll, class representative, interned for a major media company..."


    "But... it seems she went overseas before the day you entered the rupture and awakened. Japan, specifically. Her parents said it was sudden. She barely left a note. And... since then, they haven¡¯t heard from her."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed "Japan?"


    Florence nodded her head "It wasn¡¯t easy to find that out. Her name popped up briefly in a travel registry a day before you awakened... and then nothing. No social media activity. No calls to her family. No digital footprint. It¡¯s like she vanished."


    Brandon¡¯s eyes condensed in worry "That... was the day we broke up."


    Florence hesitated. "I didn¡¯t dig further after that. I thought it was something you wouldn¡¯t want me to pry into."


    He sat back slightly in his chair, tapping the pencil gently against his thigh.


    Shaking his head, he muttered "Let¡¯s not talk about her..."


    Florence moved a little closer to him "Yeah, yeah, let¡¯s not talk about some other woman when you are with a beautiful woman like me."


    Keeping his smile, Brandon continued to draw her.


    Florence leaned in a little closer, resting her chin lightly on Brandon¡¯s shoulder as he worked.


    "You¡¯re so focused when you draw."


    Brandon was shading the curve of her jaw in the sketch "You are very elegant and I like to draw an elegant woman like you..."


    Florence¡¯s eyes widened slightly, "That¡¯s... a lovely thing to say," she whispered, visibly touched by his words.


    With a giggle she murmured "I thought you would be a little embarrassed to draw me when I am sitting close to you like this."


    He gently bumped his shoulder with her "That¡¯s not true. having you with me is calming me.. it¡¯s easier to draw."


    Her eyes softened tenderly "Oh, my sweet boy.. you are making this old lady fall for you even more."


    She leaned forward and hugged his waist "Should I just steal you away from my daughter or maybe we can have an affair behind her back, what do you say, sweetie?"


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle a bit amused by her playful flirtation.


    Florence had always been a bit bold when teasing.


    But then he remembered Eira "Did Eira called you?"


    Hm? Florence tilted her head slightly "No... and hey, we said no talking about other women."


    Branon just chuckled and muttered "I can¡¯t lie. You are growing on me."


    She smiled upon hearing this "Same with me... I am liking you a lot now."


    "You bring out this side of me, Brandon. Makes me feel young again."


    Brandon reached over and gently squeezed her hand.


    She squeezed him back harder and leaned on his shoulder.


    "Haa..."


    ---


    Florence, sitting on his side, found herself staring out of the wide glass window.


    She sighed softly "It¡¯s such a waste to stay indoors on a day like this."


    Brandon followed her gaze out toward the beach, "You want to go for a walk?"


    She smiled upon hearing this "Only if you¡¯ll let me cling to you like a dramatic old widow."


    He chuckled and stood up, stretching his arms over his head before offering her a hand "Then let¡¯s go, my lady widow."


    Florence took his hand and stood "Hmm, ok."


    Minutes later, the two of them stepped barefoot onto the soft sand as the cool breeze drifted in from the ocean.


    Florence looped her arm around his tightly, her other hand clutching her sunhat as she leaned into his side.


    The only sounds surrounding them were the gentle lapping of waves, the breeze in their ears, and the quiet crunch of sand beneath their steps.


    A few seabirds wheeled overhead, and the salty wind tugged at Florence¡¯s dress.


    She giggled as it fluttered around her legs and turned to look at him, her hair catching the light of the fading sun.


    "I know I tease you a lot," she said her eyes glinting with amusement, "but I mean it when I say I care about you. Not because of who you are to Eira. But because... I like you."


    Brandon didn¡¯t speak right away, but the way he glanced down at her and the way his fingers curled slightly over hers where their hands were intertwined on his arm said enough.


    "I know..."


    Florence smiled up at him again. "Good."


    They kept walking in silence until they reached a large driftwood log half-buried in the sand.


    She pulled him toward it and they sat, watching the horizon where the sun met the sea.


    ---


    "So, that idiot is cheating on me with my mother now, hmm?"  sea??h th§× n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Eira murmured under her breath as she stirred the straw in her half-melted iced caramel macchiato.


    The clink of ice cubes punctuated the quiet hum of the caf¨¦ around them.


    Ravene let out a soft chuckle from across the small round table.


    "Seems like Florence is the one who called him," she said, swirling her own drink.


    Eira clicked her tongue and leaned back and her ponytail swayed slightly as she tilted her head to the side in irritation "Yeah, I can perfectly imagine that bitch calling him and asking him to come to the house without telling me,"


    Ravene simply sipped her drink, "You¡¯re really something when you¡¯re jealous,"


    Eira¡¯s expression tightened for a moment before she sighed, her fingers curling gently around the cold glass in her hands. "And why did you suddenly call me today?"


    With a nod, Ravene spoke in a serious tone "Have you made your decision, Eira?"


    Eira was quiet for a moment and lowered her gaze, staring into the dark swirl of coffee.


    "I¡¯m still thinking about it..." Eira murmured.


    "No... I-" she hesitated, biting her lip, then slowly exhaled, "I¡¯ve almost made my decision."


    Ravene nodded quietly, "Then let me hear it."


    Eira¡¯s fingers trembled slightly on the glass "I... I still love Brandon very much."


    "And I¡¯m okay with him having many women..."


    There was a brief silence between them as the ambient sound of other customers chatting and the hiss of milk steamers at the caf¨¦ counter filled the air.


    Ravene closed her eyes briefly and let out a deep sigh in a mix of relief and appreciation "Thank you, Eira. It means more than you know."


    Eira gave a dry laugh, brushing her fingers through her bangs. "It¡¯s not like I¡¯m completely at peace with it. I¡¯m not... happy that I have to share him. I¡¯m still selfish, Aunty Ravene. Sometimes I want him all to myself."


    "That¡¯s normal," Ravene replied gently.


    "You can¡¯t become selfless overnight... with time, you will understand."


    With a dry smile, Ravene spoke "Also call me Sister, please; let¡¯s stop with the Aunty. I feel very old when you call me that."


    Eira blinked, a little flustered by her words "Y-Yes, Sister Ravene."


    She took another sip of her drink and a faint blush crept on her cheeks "Now I am ready to accept him having many women..."


    "But I don¡¯t know how to tell this to him and face him from now on. It¡¯s kinda embarrassing, you know..."


    Hearing this, Ravene¡¯s smile widened "Oh, I have a good plan for that."

 Chapter 137: Surprise [1]

    Chapter 137: Surprise [1]The sky outside had already turned dark and a cool hush hung in the air, only broken by the soft click of the front door unlocking.


    Brandon pushed the door open before entering in "Aunt Ravene..."


    Ravene was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed as a magazine rested on her lap.


    Hearing his voice, she looked up with a knowing smile "Kael.."


    Hm? Brandon was surprised to see her attire "Rave?"


    She is wearing transparent lingerie and her big breasts with pink nipples and curvaceous body is fully visible under the light of the room.


    She walked to him with a sultry smile on her face and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as her fingers threaded through his hair.


    Brandon closed his eyes and reciprocated the kiss as his hands found her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently.


    She softly moaned in his lips and tenderly bit his lower lip.


    "Kael..."


    Her hands roamed his chest and her fingers tugged at his jacket, pulling it off, letting it fall to the floor.


    Brandon smiled and gripped her ass firmly before raising her up "Aunt Rave..."


    She obediently wrapped her legs around his waist, hugging him even tighter.


    Gripping her ass, he spread them, revealing her glistening pussy.


    Brandon carried her to the room and kicked the room, open before entering in.


    However, he was surprised to see another woman sitting on the bed with matching lingerie like Ravene.


    Ravene¡¯s smile widened and she tilted her head, gently biting his neck as she hushed "Surprise, Husband."


    Eira¡¯s hands fidgeted slightly in her lap, but she didn¡¯t break her gaze.


    Her cheeks were rosy and her lips slightly parted as if she had rehearsed what she wanted to say a thousand times, but now that the moment was real, the words wavered on her tongue.


    Brandon, still holding Ravene in his arms, blinked "...Eira?"


    Eira stood up from the bed and walked to him "I... was thinking about it for a while."


    She paused just in front of him, looking up into his eyes.


    "...I¡¯m okay with it."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze wavered and before he could say anything, she tipped on her toes and pecked his lips softly.


    It was a short kiss and pulling back, Eira tenderly caressed his cheek "I¡¯m choosing you, Brandon. Even if I have to share you with others. Because I¡¯d rather be with you, even like this, than not at all."


    Brandon finally exhaled as the tension he didn¡¯t even realize he was holding left his shoulders.


    He gently set Ravene down beside him and his eyes flickered between the two women now standing in front of him.


    "You... both planned this?" he asked, still blinking in disbelief.


    Ravene shrugged playfully, "Let¡¯s just say it was a conversation long overdue."


    She reached out and pulled Brandon "Well, forget that... let¡¯s continue where we left off."


    With that, she pushed him onto the bed, making him sit on the edge of the bed.


    Smiling, Ravene turned to Eira "Eira, we are going with our plan."


    Eira¡¯s flushed face turned deep red in embarrassment as she nodded her head "Y-Yes, Sister Ravene.."


    She hurriedly kneeled in front of him and raised her hand to his pants as her fingers deftly unzipped them, tugging them down before pulling his boxers and his cock sprang free.


    Eira¡¯s eyes quivered as she couldn¡¯t get a clear look the last time they had sex ¡¯Brandon¡¯s... big.¡¯


    Brandon blinked in surprise and spoke in concern "Eira, if you don¡¯t want to..."


    She hurriedly shook her head "No, No... let me do this, Brandon."


    Ravene slid onto the bed beside Brandon as her breasts brushed his arm and she leaned in, her lips brushing his ear.


    "Relax, Kael." she whispered, her hand resting on his chest as her fingers brushed his nipple, circling it slowly.


    She moved forward and kissed his lips, while his hand squeezed her breast slowly feeling her nipple hardening with his touch.


    Eira¡¯s lips brushed the tip of Brandon¡¯s cock with a featherlight kiss and her tongue flicked out, licking the tip and circling the sensitive head.


    "Urgh...." Brandon grunted in pleasure but Ravene kissed him deeply, letting her tongue slide in.


    Eira¡¯s lips closed around the tip, sucking sloppily and her saliva began to coat his cock.


    Ravene¡¯s lips broke from Brandon¡¯s as she leaned in, her lips brushing his ear and her fingers twirled his nipple, twisting it gently.


    "Slow down, Eira," she muttered as her eyes flickered to Eira¡¯s flushed face, her blonde hair swaying, her lips wrapped around Brandon¡¯s cock.


    "Use your tongue more, sweetheart," she said, her fingers twisting Brandon¡¯s nipple harder.


    Eira¡¯s tongue swirled around the tip, following Ravene¡¯s guidance, her lips sucking gently the tip of his cock.


    Brandon chuckled into Ravene¡¯s lips "Why are you pinching my nipple..."


    She smiled and pecked his lips "Why not? I know you are sensitive there, Kael."


    Brandon¡¯s hand went up and pulled down her lingerie, revealing her luscious breasts.


    His fingers sank into the flesh as he squeezed her boobs, enjoying the soft sensation.


    Ravene sighed into his touch and looked down at Eira "Suck his balls gently, sweetheart. Use your lips, your tongue, let him feel how much you want him.


    Eira¡¯s lips moved to Brandon¡¯s balls, brushing the warm, sensitive skin.


    She sucked one gently and her tongue swirled around its skin in a sloppy movement.


    "Fuck... Eira..." Brandon¡¯s hands gripping Ravene¡¯s breasts tighter and his thumbs brushed her nipples.


    Ravene¡¯s fingers twisted his nipple harder, her other hand circling his other nipple, intensifying the heat.


    She broke the kiss and muttered in a teasing tone "You¡¯re so sensitive, Kael," she murmured, kissing him again, diving deep with her tongue.


    Eira¡¯s lips sucked the other ball and lapped it with her tongue as her saliva coated him, dripping freely.


    "Haa..." His hips bucked but his groans were muffled by Ravene¡¯s hungry kiss.


    Ravene¡¯s gaze flicked to Eira, "Back to his cock, dear. Suck him deep, let him feel your throat."


    Eira¡¯s lips returned to Brandon¡¯s cock, sucking the tip as her lips swirled around it.


    She took him deeper and her throat tightened, gagging slightly, but she pressed on.


    Feeling her soft mouth muscles sucking his cock tightly, Brandon grunted in pleasure.


    Ravene smiled and kissed his neck, before letting out her tongue to lick his collarbone "Let it out..."


    He gripped Eira¡¯s hand and pushed his cock even deeper into her throat, enjoying her slippery mouth.


    As the pleasure built up, with a deep sigh, he busted his load directly into her mouth.


    *splurt* Eira¡¯s eyes widened in surprise but she closed her eyes tightly and began to gulp the thick cum.


    He pulled back his cock with a soft pop and looked down at Eira, who was slowly swallowing his cum.


    After drinking it fully, she raised her gaze to look at him "... I drank it."


    Ravene smiled proudly "Good, Eira... now onto the next."


    With a nod, Eira stood up and hopped on him, sitting on his lap.


    She grabbed his cock and positioned it straight to her pussy before pushing down her hips.


    She felt his thick cock sliding inside her pussy folds and shattering her insides in one firm push.


    "Agh... Mnnfgh~"


    Feeling her pussy clenching his cock, Brandon sighed in pleasure "Eira..."


    His hands slid up to her hips to grip her tightly before he continued shoving his dick inside her.


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 Chapter 138: Surprise [2]*

    Chapter 138: Surprise [2]*Brandon¡¯s hands gripped Eira¡¯s ass cheeks, lifting her up and slamming her back down, each motion driving his cock deep into her pussy.


    Eira¡¯s lips parted in a stream of moans that mingled with the wet, slapping sounds of their sex.


    A knowing smile appeared on Ravene¡¯s lips and she sighed softly.


    "Haa...." Brandon grunted with each thrust, his fingers digging into Eira¡¯s flesh as he guided her up and down his dick.


    "Mnnghhh~ Yeshhh.. Haa..." Eira¡¯s moans grew louder as her nails caressed down his chest.


    Suddenly, Brandon felt a pair of soft hands slide around his torso from behind, wrapping him in a warm embrace.


    "Husband..." Ravene¡¯s voice purred against his ear.


    He stopped mid-thrust and turned his head slightly.


    Ravene¡¯s lips captured Brandon¡¯s lips in a deep, possessive kiss as her tongue slipped into his mouth.


    Her left hand trailed down his neck, and her fingers brushed over the taut muscles of his chest.


    She found his nipple and twisted it between her fingers with just enough pressure to make him grunt into their kiss.


    Eira, still rocking on his lap, slowed her movements as she watched Ravene sloppily kissing Brandon.


    Brandon¡¯s hands tightened on her ass, holding her in place as his body is now caught between the two women.


    Ravene slid her body closer, pressing her ample chest against his back as she nibbled at his earlobe.


    "Don¡¯t stop..." she teased, her right hand slipping around to rest on Eira¡¯s thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. "She¡¯s doing so well, isn¡¯t she?"


    Eira flushed at the words as a mix of embarrassment and arousal colored her cheeks, but she didn¡¯t stop.


    She began to move again, lifting herself up and dropping back down, impaling herself on Brandon¡¯s cock.


    "Urghh..." Brandon groaned and his head spun as the two women overwhelmed him.


    He resumed his grip on Eira¡¯s ass, lifting her higher and slamming her down harder as the force of it made her breasts bounce wildly.


    Each thrust sent a jolt through her and Ravene watched with a gleam in her eye.


    Her hands roamed Brandon¡¯s body, pinching his nipples and tracing the lines of his abs as he fucked her relentlessly.


    Ravene¡¯s lips found his neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin there, leaving faint marks as she went.


    "Oh, you are so energetic today," she whispered as her fingers moved lower, brushing the base of his cock where it disappeared into Eira¡¯s pussy.


    "Haangh~~"


    Eira¡¯s pace faltered and her body trembled as she quickly neared climax. "Brandon-"


    Her words dissolved into a whimper as Brandon slapped her ass hard, and the sting of it pushed her closer to the edge.


    Ravene chuckled softly, her lips brushing Brandon¡¯s ear. "She¡¯s close, isn¡¯t she? Give her what she needs... and then it¡¯s my turn."


    Spurred by her words, Brandon redoubled his efforts as he thrust up into her.


    "Haaaanghhh~" She orgasmed with a scream, her pussy clenching around and her juices coated his cock as she shuddered violently in his lap.


    Ravene¡¯s smile widened as she pressed a kiss to Brandon¡¯s shoulder. "Good Husband."


    Eira stumbled against him, panting heavily.


    Ravene slid around to his side, her hands never leaving his skin as she positioned herself beside him.


    "Now, husband," she said as she removed her lingerie, letting it fall open to reveal her curvaceous figure.


    Eira, still catching her breath, shifted off his lap, collapsing onto the bed with a dazed smile.


    Ravene straddled his thighs, her hand wrapping around his slick, throbbing cock still glistening from Eira¡¯s love juices.


    "My turn," she whispered, guiding his dick to her entrance with a grin, and with one smooth motion, she sank down onto him, enveloping his cock in her own tight pussy.


    The bed creaked beneath Brandon and Ravene as she rode him, her hips rolling with a slow rhythm. Sear?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her tight pussy gripped his cock, and the sensation of her hot pussy enveloping his dick sent shivers of pleasure racing up his spine.


    His hands clamped onto her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her movements, thrusting up to meet her pussy that made her breasts bounce enticingly.


    "Mnnngh~" Ravene¡¯s lips parted and a low moan escaped as she tilted her head back, her long hair spilling over her shoulders.


    "Urghhh..."


    She leaned forward slightly, bracing her hands on his chest, her nails grazing his skin as she picked up her pace, riding him harder.


    Beside them, Eira lay sprawled on the bed, her body still trembling from the violent orgasm Brandon had just given her.


    But as her breathing steadied, her eyes fluttered open and saw Ravene passionately riding Brandon¡¯s cock.


    Ravene rolled her hips slowly, letting him feel every inch of her as she rode him and her hands slid up to cup her own breasts, pinching her nipples.


    Ravene¡¯s hands gripped his shoulders as she bounced on his cock, her pussy tightening around him with every thrust.


    "Now, husband... give me what you gave her."


    Ravene¡¯s body tensed, her nails digging into Brandon¡¯s shoulders as she neared her edge, and with one final push, she climaxed.


    Her eyes quivered as she fell onto him "Haa... Haa..."


    Brandon, however, was not nearly done.


    He pushed her to the bed and pulled her waist up, making her stand on all fours.


    Ravene wiggled her ass playfully as she muttered in a teasing purr "Hmm... come on, Husband."


    Looking at her enticing ass, he gripped the plump skin and spread it wider, looking at her asshole.


    Eh? Ravene was surprised ¡¯In my asshole? now?¡¯


    She turned her head and saw Eira watching them ¡¯She is watching...¡¯


    Brandon gave a soft slap on Ravene¡¯s ass cheek and muttered "Eira, do you know... Rave loves to get fucked in her ass?"


    Huh? Eira blinked in surprise and looked at Ravene as she didn¡¯t expect a graceful woman like Ravene would love such indecent stuff.


    Ravene lowered her head in shame as the Big Sister image she built in front of Eira was crumbling.


    Brandon leaned down and whispered "Don¡¯t you, Aunt Rave?"


    Ravene bit her lip and nodded "Yes, I love Brandon¡¯s cock stretching my tight asshole...¡¯


    With that, she raised her hand and sucked on her fingers, coating them with saliva before bringing her hand back and sliding that finger into her asshole.


    She closed her eyes in pleasure as she coated her inner muscles with saliva.


    Brandon pulled her finger and positioned his cock straight on her asshole before moving forward, stretching it open.


    Ravene bit her lip harder as she felt his thick cock spreading her inner tight muscles, bringing her intense pleasure.


    "Fuck... yeah, Husband."


    "Urgh.. Aunt Rave."


    Eira closed her mouth in shock ¡¯How did that big thing even fit there?¡¯

 Chapter 139: Surprise [3]*

    Chapter 139: Surprise [3]*Brandon¡¯s hands gripped Ravene¡¯s hips, his fingers sinking into her soft, pliant flesh as he pushed his cock even deeper into her asshole.


    "Mnngh..." Ravene¡¯s breath hitched and her lips parted in a low, guttural moan.


    She braced herself against the bed as her body adjusted to the intense sensation of Brandon¡¯s thick cock filling her ass.


    Eira bit her lips as she watched Brandon¡¯s cock disappear inch by inch into Ravene¡¯s tight hole. ¡¯How... how does it even fit?¡¯ she thought, her thighs pressing together instinctively.


    "Fuck, Aunt Rave..." Brandon growled as he sank deeper, feeling the tight, hot grip of her ass around his cock.


    He paused for a moment, letting her adjust and his hands caressed the curve of her hips before giving her ass another playful slap.


    "Haa... Husband..." She glanced back at him, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure, then flicked her gaze toward Eira.


    Eira¡¯s eyes darted between Ravene¡¯s flushed face and Brandon¡¯s body as he began to move, pulling back slowly before thrusting forward again.


    The wet, slick sounds of their bodies filled the air, mingling with Ravene¡¯s soft moans and Brandon¡¯s low grunts.


    *pakh* *pakh* *pakh*


    Brandon¡¯s pace quickened and his hands gripped Ravene¡¯s hips tighter as he drove into her with forceful thrusts.


    Each thrust sent a ripple through her body, her breasts swaying beneath her as she arched her back, pushing herself back to meet him.


    "Urghh... so tight," he groaned, his head tilting back as the pleasure coursed through him.


    Ravene¡¯s fingers curled into the sheets, "Yes... fuck, Brandon... deeper..."


    Eira¡¯s eyes trembled, her hand unconsciously drifting to her thigh as she watched Brandon going all out with Ravene, fucking her mindlessly. S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She couldn¡¯t tear her eyes away from the way Ravene¡¯s body shuddered with each thrust or the way Brandon¡¯s muscles flexed as he fucked her relentlessly.


    Brandon leaned forward, his chest pressing against Ravene¡¯s back as he reached around to cup one of her breasts, squeezing it roughly.


    His lips brushed her ear, his voice a low growl. "Are you liking this, Aunt Rave?"


    Ravene whimpered "Y-yes... I love it... love you fucking my ass..."


    "Urghh..." Brandon¡¯s thrusts grew harder as he felt his cum building up.


    Ravene¡¯s ass clenched around him as she neared another climax.


    "Haaangh~"


    Her ass tightened around his cock, milking him as her entire body shook with the intensity of her orgasm.


    Brandon groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust one final time, burying his dick deep as he came, his cock pulsing inside her tight ass.


    "Fuck... Rave..." he panted, his body shuddering as he filled her asshole with his hot cum.


    Ravene collapsed onto the bed as she felt the heat pooling under her belly.


    Brandon pulled out slowly, his hands caressing her hips gently as he leaned down to press a kiss to her lower back. "Good girl."


    Ravene chuckled weakly, rolling onto her side to face Eira.


    "Well, it is kinda embarrassing to have sex when you intently watch us like that..."


    Eira blinked as she snapped out of her daze "N-No.. I mean, I didn¡¯t expect both of you to be so rough."


    A shy smile tugged at her lips as she lowered her head, her voice softening further. "It seems like he does need many women... because I alone can¡¯t satisfy him in bed."


    With a dry smile, Brandon sat back on the bed as his broad shoulders relaxed against the headboard.


    Ravene crawled to him as she positioned herself between his thighs, her hands resting lightly on his knees "I can clean you, Husband..."


    As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and began to lick the leaking cum from his dick.


    Brandon sighed in pleasure and softly patted her head as she continued licking his dick.


    Ravene glanced up at Brandon, her lips curling into a teasing smile as she pulled back slightly, a thin string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. "Mmm... you taste like us."


    His gaze softened as she rolled on the bed, lying beside him.


    Her long hair fanned out across the sheets, and she propped herself up on one elbow, her gaze flicking between him and Eira, a contented smile playing on her lips.


    Brandon glanced at Eira and opened his right arm.


    Eira¡¯s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly crawled toward him.


    She nestled into his side, her body melting into his warmth as she wrapped her arms around his torso, her cheek pressing against his chest. "Brandon..."


    Ravene moved her head, placing it on his thigh, finding a comfortable place "Husband...."


    Looking at them, Brandon smiled in affection and patted their heads "Thank you both of you, I love you..."


    Eira looked up at him and kissed his cheek "I love you too."


    Meanwhile, Ravene kissed his cock which is close to her "I love you too..."


    "Haha..."


    ---


    The first rays of morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the tangled mess of sheets on the bed.


    Brandon woke up first and felt the warmth of two bodies pressed tightly against him.


    His eyes fluttered open, and a faint, contented smile tugged at his lips as he looked at the sight of Ravene and Eira.


    Ravene was curled against his left side with her head nestled in the crook of his shoulder.


    Her arm was draped over his torso, her fingers resting lightly against his skin, while her ample breasts pressed firmly against his side and her leg was hooked over his thigh.


    Eira, on his right, was also hugging him closely with her cheek resting against his chest.


    Ravene woke up next and a soft hum escaped her lips as she nuzzled closer, her nose brushing against his neck.


    Her eyes fluttered open, and she tilted her head to meet his gaze. "Mmm... morning, Husband,"


    She shifted slightly, her breasts pressing even tighter against him as she stretched her body.


    "Morning, Rave," Brandon replied as his hand slid down to squeeze her hip, his fingers digging gently into her soft flesh, and she let out a quiet chuckle.


    Ravene¡¯s smile softened as she looked at Eira "She¡¯s adorable, isn¡¯t she?" she whispered, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from Eira¡¯s face.


    The gentle touch caused Eira to stir and a confused murmur escaped her lips.


    "Mm... Brandon?" She woke up as she blinked up at him, her cheeks flushing as she realized how tightly she was pressed against him.


    Her arms loosened slightly, but she didn¡¯t pull away, her body still seeking his warmth.


    "Oh... I... good morning," she stammered, her eyes darting between Brandon and Ravene, a shy smile tugging at her lips.


    "Morning, Eira." Brandon muttered as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead.


    His hand slid up her back, his fingers tangling in her hair as he pulled her closer, her breasts squeezing against his side even more. "Did you sleep well?"


    Eira nodded, her blush deepening as she buried her face against his chest, her voice muffled. "Hmm... I... I didn¡¯t realize I was... um, holding you so tight."


    Brandon¡¯s lips curved into a fond smile, his arm tightening around her as he pulled her even closer "My Eira is so cute..."


    Looking at them, Ravene smiled and moved to sit on the edge of the bed.


    The morning light caught the curves of her body, her skin glowing as she stretched languidly.


    "Alright. Enough cuddling. Get up, both of you. Go freshen up... I¡¯ll have your morning coffee ready."


    Eira lifted her head as she nuzzled closer to Brandon for a moment longer, reluctant to leave his warmth. "Okay, Sister Rave..." she said softly as she gave Ravene a shy smile.


    She hesitated, then slowly untangled herself from Brandon, as she slid out of bed, her naked body catching the soft morning light.


    She paused, glancing back at Brandon with a mix of adoration and lingering shyness before walking toward the bathroom.


    Brandon chuckled, his eyes following Eira¡¯s retreating figure before turning to Ravene, who was now standing with her hands on her hips "You heard me, Husband,"


    "Up. You can¡¯t stay in bed all day, no matter how tempting it is."


    She leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before turning toward the dresser, where she slipped on a pair of black lace panties.


    Brandon smiled, stretching his arms above his head as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.


    He reached for a pair of dark boxers from the floor and slipped them on his waist.


    "Go brush your teeth."

 Chapter 140: A family morning

    Chapter 140: A family morningThe morning sunlight streamed through large windows, casting warm patches of light across the open living space.


    The rich aroma of brewing coffee soon filled the air.


    Eira looked down at her naked body and she was only wearing pink panties as she stepped into the living room.


    There she saw Brandon sitting on the couch, only wearing his boxers, scrolling through his mobile. S§×arch* The N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She hesitated for a moment, then climbed onto his lap and her arms wrapped around his neck as she nestled against him. "Is this okay?"


    Brandon¡¯s hands found her waist, pulling her closer as he pressed a kiss to her temple. "More than okay,"


    His hands slid up as his thumbs brushed the undersides of her breasts before cupping them gently, squeezing with just enough pressure to make her gasp softly "You¡¯re perfect right here."


    Eira¡¯s body responded instantly to his touch as she leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his hands.


    She bit her lip, a shy smile tugging at her lips as she relaxed into his lap, her thighs straddling his.


    Ravene glanced over from the kitchen, her lips curling into an amused smile as she poured three mugs of steaming coffee.


    "Look at you two," she teased, her voice carrying across the room as she added a touch of cream to one of the mugs.


    "Can¡¯t keep your hands off each other for five minutes."


    She walked over, her hips swaying slightly, and set the mugs on the coffee table before settling onto the sofa beside Brandon, her thigh brushing against his.


    Brandon chuckled, one hand still kneading Eira¡¯s breast while the other reached for a mug, his fingers wrapping around the warm ceramic.


    "Can you blame me?" he said, taking a slow sip of the coffee as he looked at Ravene "I¡¯ve got the two most beautiful women in the world right here."


    Ravene rolled her eyes, but her smile was warm as she leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder.


    "Flatterer," she murmured, taking a sip of her own coffee, the steam curling around her face.


    Brandon continued squeezing, his fingers tracing the curve of Eira¡¯s breast before sliding down to rest on her hip, his thumb brushing against the edge of her panties.


    He took another sip of coffee, "This is exactly how every morning should start."


    Ravene laughed, her hand resting on his thigh as she sipped her coffee.


    She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "But I guess you are planning to add more than just us two?."


    Eh? Brandon smiled dryly and Eira chuckled in her heart, looking at their playful banter.


    Her gaze softened as she looked at the coffee mug in her hand.


    She is starting to like this, as this feels so comfortable.


    The three of them... like a family.


    ---


    The shower¡¯s water gently drizzled down the bath space as Brandon, Eira and Ravene bathed under the cold water.


    He stepped closer, his hands finding Ravene¡¯s ass first as he gave it a firm squeeze before delivering a playful spank.


    The sharp sound echoed in the shower, and Ravene gasped, "Naughty Husband,".


    Brandon grinned, his hands roaming Ravene¡¯s body, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples gently, making her moan softly.


    "Can¡¯t help it," he said as he leaned in to kiss her, his lips claiming hers in a deep kiss.


    His tongue tangled with hers, and Ravene¡¯s hands slid up his chest, her nails grazing his skin as she pressed herself closer, her breasts squeezing against him.


    Eira watched them as the water streamed over her, the sight of Brandon and Ravene¡¯s passion igniting a familiar heat in her body.


    Brandon¡¯s hand reached for her, pulling her into their embrace, and he kissed her next.


    Eira moaned softly and her breasts brushed his chest as the water made their skin slide together.


    Brandon¡¯s hands were everywhere, squeezing Eira¡¯s breasts, then Ravene¡¯s, his fingers teasing their nipples until both women were gasping, their bodies arching into his touch.


    He spanked Eira¡¯s ass lightly, the wet slap making her squeal and giggle, her cheeks flushing as she clung to him "Brandon!"


    "Oh, you love it," Brandon teased, his hand sliding down to cup Eira¡¯s pussy, his fingers brushing against her slick folds.


    She gasped, her thighs parting instinctively as he slipped a finger inside, curling it slowly, making her tremble. "So wet already," he murmured, his lips brushing her ear as he added another finger, thrusting gently.


    Ravene chuckled, her hands roaming Brandon¡¯s body as she nibbled at his neck, leaving faint marks on his skin. "You¡¯re spoiling her, Husband."


    She let her hand slide lower, wrapping her fingers around his hardening cock.


    Brandon groaned, his head tilting back slightly as Ravene began to stroke him.


    "Aunt Rave..." he muttered, his voice strained with pleasure as her fingers tightened slightly, her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip.


    She smiled against his neck as she squeezed his cock, giving him a handjob.


    Eira hugged him as the water slid above them as he continued thrusting his fingers in her pussy.


    "Hmnghh~~ Haanghh~~~ Brandon..."


    ---


    "Haa..." Brandon let out a soft exhale and the morning air is crisp against his skin as he walked alongside Eira and Ravene.


    The trio had finished a hearty breakfast and now they were on their way to the Academy, following the familiar winding path that cut through the lush, tree-lined grounds.


    Brandon stretched his arm above his head and muttered "Are the exams tomorrow?"


    Eira nodded her head with a smile "Mhm, I have taught you well... so you better least pass. I didn¡¯t spend all those late nights tutoring you for nothing, you know."


    Brandon tilted his head to her "Yes, Madam Eira."


    Ravene hugged his arm and rested her head on his shoulder, her hair falling. down on his chest "Oh, it¡¯s ok even if you fail... no one is going to kick you out of the Academy anyway."


    Eira smiled dryly "The top scorers are posted for everyone to see and if they see the first male awakener fail... it¡¯s a shame for him and for us."


    Brandon let out a soft sigh "Don¡¯t worry I can pass."


    The path curved gently, leading them past blooming flowerbeds.


    Eira slowed her steps and her expression softened as she reached into her bag, pulling out her phone, "Wait, hold on,"


    "Can we... take a selfie? I want to keep it as my wallpaper." Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glanced at Brandon and Ravene shyly.


    "Just the three of us."


    Ravene¡¯s face lit up, and she released Brandon¡¯s arm to clap her hands together "Oh, that¡¯s adorable!"


    "Of course, darling. Let¡¯s make it a good one." She stepped closer to Eira, her arm brushing against Brandon¡¯s as she positioned herself for the photo with a big smile.


    Brandon chuckled, "Alright"


    He moved to stand between them, wrapping an arm around each woman¡¯s waist, pulling them close.


    Eira nestled against his right side, her head tilting toward his shoulder, while Ravene pressed against his left, her cheek brushing his cheek as she flashed a playful grin at the camera.


    Eira held up her phone, angling it to capture them against the backdrop of the trees.


    "Okay, smile!"


    She tapped the screen, snapping a few shots, then checked the results and her smile widened as she scrolled through them. "These are perfect," she murmured, her fingers lingering on one where Brandon¡¯s grin was particularly warm.


    "Send me that one," Ravene said, peering over Eira¡¯s shoulder "I can masturbate to that one..."


    "... What?"


    "uh..."


    "Huh?"

 Chapter 141: Been a while

    Chapter 141: Been a whileWalking through the Academy hallways, Eira was hugging Brandon¡¯s arm with one hand while scrolling through her mobile in the other hand.


    She showed the screen to him and muttered "See, how does this look?"


    Brandon leaned over to look at the wallpaper and replied "Looks nice. You are cute."


    A faint blush creased her cheeks "Idiot..."


    At this time, someone tapped on his shoulder and Brandon stopped in his tracks before turning around.


    Looking at Han Dhayun, a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Dhayun..."


    Dhayun glimpsed at both of them and frowned slightly "Morning, Brandon."


    "Morning..."


    Brandon looked at Eira and winked. "Dear, you go to class... I will come there later."


    Eira looked at Dhayun and nodded her head before walking away from there like an excited rabbit.


    Brandon stood quietly for a moment as he watched her disappear around the corner.


    Then, without much thought, he stepped beside Dhayun and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they began walking slowly down the corridor.


    She looked at him in the corner of her eyes and spoke "Seems like things are going well with Eira."


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah, it¡¯s nice. She has accepted it..."


    "I see..."


    She mused under her breath as they continued their small walk.


    She folded her hands behind her back and tilted her head to the side. "And you have exams tomorrow, right?"


    Brandon gave a nod "Yeah. What about you?"


    She stretched her arms up, her blazer lifting slightly, revealing the curve of her waist under the academy uniform "I¡¯ve got practical exams."


    "Practical exams?"


    "Yeah. They¡¯ll drop us into a designated dungeon zone and we¡¯ll have to fight a batch of controlled aberrants. It¡¯s part of the ranking criteria and combat readiness evaluation."


    Her lips curled into a smile "Well, it¡¯s not that bad. It¡¯s better than writing essays."


    Brandon gave her a small pinch on her cheek "Good luck with that."


    She giggled and muttered "Don¡¯t worry. I¡¯ll blast through it. Also... if you want, we could start taking small missions together."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Missions?"


    She nodded her head "Yeah. Like clearing small ruptures or escorting survey teams. The Academy posts those missions regularly. Some are solo, but a lot of them allow pairs or teams. They pay too."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze squinted as this is teh same reason, Eira and Calistra came to that rupture in teh first day, where he was trapped.


    He gave a small nod, then a smile, easing the tension in his shoulders. "Hmm. Sure. Let¡¯s do it."


    Her smile widened at his reply, bright and genuine. She bumped his arm playfully. "Good. I¡¯ll show you the power of a B-rank awakener."


    Brandon laughed under his breath. "Looking forward to it."


    "We¡¯ll fight monsters together, make some money, and maybe grab ice cream after," she added with a teasing grin.


    "Sounds like a solid plan."


    As they continued walking, they suddenly heard a scream "BRANDON!!! MY CUTE JUNIORRRRR!"


    -_- Hearing this voice, Brandon¡¯s body stiffened ¡¯Fuck...¡¯


    A woman was rushing towards him, her green hair swaying in the air with a bright smile on her face.


    Astrid rushed to his front and jumped onto him "BRANDONNNN!!!"


    Brandon instinctively caught her waist as she wrapped her legs around his hips, saving them from tumbling onto the floor.


    "Junior..."


    She hugged his neck tightly and caressed her cheek with his cheek like a cat asking for attention.


    Brandon smiled dryly "Its been a while, Astrid."


    Astrid nodded her head and replied "Yeah, it surely has been a while...."


    As she spoke, she leaned forward and kissed his lips.


    Sighing in his heart, Brandon closed his eyes and reciprocated the kiss.


    Dhayun¡¯s gaze narrowed seeing them kissing and crossed her arms above her chest ¡¯Hm...¡¯


    Pulling back from the kiss, Astrid¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly "Interesting, your ether feels a lot more different than the last time I kissed you..."


    "I can feel two different types of signatures inside your body."


    Her lips curled into a smile "Impressive, the quality and density of your ether have also improved a lot. I like you very much now, Junior."


    "You are getting even stronger..."


    Brandon nodded his head and replied vaguely "Well yeah, I am training these days."


    She tilted her head "I see, I see... A strong man is a sexy man. Maybe the next time we are alone, i should show you my breasts."


    Brandon smiled dryly "Let¡¯s not..."


    With a chuckle, she again pecked his lips "I love you act like a gentleman but I know you will shamelessly grope my breasts."


    "Well, anyway... I hope you will arrange a meeting for me with your Aunty and think about what I said, hmm? I might not be kidding about the boyfriend thing."


    With that, she leaned up and gave him one last kiss on the cheek before getting down from him.


    She then glimpsed at Dhayun and saw the number III on her uniform "Hm, a third year, I see..."


    Her eyes then flickered to her face "Hmm... body mutation class, I¡¯d bet. Looks like elven heritage. Slender build, sharp cheekbones, long ears under those locks..."


    "Interesting. I know another elf, actually." S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She turned back to Brandon and gave him a playful pat on the shoulder. "Alright then, see you later, Junior~"


    She started to spin around on her heel but then stopped halfway as if a thought suddenly occurred to her.


    She looked back at him over her shoulder, "Oh- wait."


    She reached into her coat pocket, pulled out her phone, and waved it in front of him. "Give me your number."


    Brandon blinked "You... don¡¯t already have it?"


    Astrid rolled her eyes "I got a new phone, dummy. My last one got soaked in a river during a rupture raid."


    Then, tapping the screen impatiently, she added, "Come on, come on, before another girl snatches you away in the next five minutes. You¡¯re like a rare artifact these days."


    He chuckled softly and took out his own phone, bumping hers for a quick sync.


    The device beeped in confirmation.


    "There," he said.


    "Perfect~" She looked at the screen and grinned. "Mmm. Cute."


    She tucked her phone back into her pocket, gave him one last wink, and then started walking off, her green hair bouncing with every step.


    But not before tossing one final comment over her shoulder "Don¡¯t keep me waiting too long, Brandon. I¡¯m very patient... but I¡¯m also very, very fast when I want something."


    A soft silence lingered in the air and Brandon turned to look at Dhayun "Shall we go?"


    Dhayun let out a deep sigh "You are like a magnet attracting all the women. And what¡¯s the deal with her being your girlfriend?"


    With a smile, Brandon spoke "Come on, I will tell you on the way."


    ---


    Bang.


    The crisp snap of gunfire echoed through the wide shooting lanes of the Aegis Range.


    Brandon stood in the Booth Nine and the matte-black Lazara Mk.II rested comfortably in his grip now.


    Sweat beaded lightly along his brow as he lined up the next target: a drone weaving left and right in jagged zigzags at mid-range.


    Bang.


    The first shot grazed its edge.


    Bang.


    The second connected... a direct hit to the central node, sending the drone spinning before it locked back into place and hovered, awaiting the next volley.


    "Nice shot."


    Hearing a voice, he glanced over his shoulder, still holding his stance, to see Eira standing a few steps behind him.


    "You didn¡¯t even flinch this time." she chirped, stepping up beside him. "You¡¯re starting to look like a proper sharpshooter. Kinda hot, not gonna lie."


    Brandon chuckled and lowered the gun, "Thankyou."


    Her eyes softened looking at his hands and the faint red line near his thumb from hours of recoil.


    "But seriously... you¡¯re improving fast. I¡¯m proud of you."


    "Now..." She grabbed the pistol from the booth and weighed it in her hand "Teach me how to shoot."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow. "You also want to use guns?"


    She winked and muttered, "My boyfriend looks hot when he¡¯s shooting. And I wanna look hot doing this too. Come on... hold my arms."


    He laughed under his breath and stepped up behind Eira, his hands settling over hers as he adjusted her grip on the Lazara Mk.II.


    "Relax your shoulders," he murmured near her ear.


    "Keep your thumbs aligned. Don¡¯t strangle the grip... just hold it firm."


    Eira tilted her head slightly to listen, a soft smile curling on her lips "Mhm. Like this?"


    "Almost. Left elbow down a bit. Yeah... there." He nudged her stance with a light touch, as he leaned in to guide her arms into position.


    "You breathe in, steady the aim, then exhale as you squeeze the trigger."


    "Like I¡¯m pulling a ribbon?"


    He let out a chuckle "Exactly. Except the ribbon explodes on impact."


    She let out a soft laugh and lowered the pistol "Okay, now you try again. Let me see how the pro does it."


    Pro? Brandon smiled dryly and took the pistol from her hand. He turned to face the range, reloaded a fresh clip with a click, and raised the weapon.


    Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.


    The pistol cracked and four of the five shots landed in tight grouping near the center of the moving target.


    The fifth nicked the drone¡¯s wing as it jerked sideways.


    A moment later, the screen above his booth pinged: Target Integrity: 12%.


    Brandon lowered the pistol and nodded "Still not Hollowpoint-level, but I can manage."


    "That was seriously cool," Eira muttered, brushing her fingers along his shoulder. "Okay, now me."


    He handed the gun back to her "Same grip. Just like before. Don¡¯t overthink it."


    Eira inhaled and raised the pistol, her expression suddenly shifting from playful to focused.


    The target drone swerved left, then accelerated in a fast arc across the lane.


    She exhaled slowly.


    Bang. Bang. Bang.


    All three shots struck dead center.


    A clean, symmetrical triangle on the drone¡¯s chassis and the screen above them flickered:


    Critical Impact ¨C Target Integrity: 4%


    Brandon blinked. "...What?"


    Eira lowered the pistol and turned to him, blinking innocently "Did I do it wrong?"


    He stared at her, then at the screen, then back at her.


    "Did you do that on instinct?"


    "I just... did what you said," she replied.


    "Breathe in. Aim. Pull like a ribbon. Oh... and I adjusted my angle because the drone shifted right as I fired."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed "You adjusted mid-shot?"


    Eira tilted her head "I mean.. it was going that way, so I shot it there, predicting its trajectory."


    Brandon blinked in surprise ¡¯I think... I found out Eira¡¯s natural talent.¡¯

 Chapter 142: Nom Nom

    Chapter 142: Nom Nom"Alright," Brandon said, stepping to the side and looking at the range.


    "Let¡¯s try five this time. Targets will move faster, and not in the same pattern. Let¡¯s see how you do."


    Eira took a breath and rolled her shoulders slightly.


    She brought the Lazara Mk.II up again and her eyes turned sharp.


    Downrange, five targets activated in sequence, each target moved in randomized bursts... some in zig-zags, others accelerating and braking unpredictably.


    Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.


    The first four shots rang out quickly and each one struck its mark with precision... center mass, shoulder, upper chest, and one grazing just above the head but still scoring a registered hit.


    Then the fifth target turned left and Eira fired


    Bang!


    ... and the shot whizzed past the edge, missing entirely.


    The screen above updated:


    Target Set: 5


    Hits: 4 / Misses: 1


    Avg. Impact Radius: 9.2 cm


    Evaluation: High Aptitude


    Eira let out a small sigh and lowered the pistol. "Missed one."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "You landed four out of five. On your second attempt. That¡¯s better than most."


    She turned to him, brushing her hair back with the wrist holding the gun. "You really think so?"


    He exhaled slowly, ¡¯That isn¡¯t luck. She tracked the drones, adapted her shots mid-sweep, and kept steady breathing...¡¯


    ¡¯If she gets proper instruction... she could become a hell of a markswoman.¡¯


    "...Yeah," he muttered.


    "I think you¡¯ve got talent. I will talk to someone. My instructor here. She¡¯s... intense."


    "But she¡¯s the best. If you¡¯re up for it, I could ask her to take a look at your form sometime."


    Eh? Eira blinked her eyes in surprise "You want me to become a shooter?"


    With a smile, Brandon spoke "Only if you like it. You really got talent, better than me... so I think it¡¯s worth giving a shot."


    He moved a little closer and gently took her hand "And remember? You are scared of fighting Aberrants up close? So with this, you can kill Aberrants even from a distance and help me in battle."


    Hearing this, Eira¡¯s eyes widened in realization as she finally got a little hope in fighting beside him.


    Brandon gently squeezed her hand "And if you learn to increase the radius of your skill... You can use your gravity vortex to stop a target in place and instantly shoot the skull."


    Hearing this, her gaze lowered and she gave a nod "I will give it a shot, Brandon."


    He smiled and leaned forward to peck her lips "Good girl."


    With a chuckle, she melted into his touch and muttered "Now come on, teach me more..."


    "Mhm..."


    ---


    "Oh, Shooting?"


    Florence sitting on the couch, muttered in amusement after hearing her daughter¡¯s voice through the mobile.


    Eira on the other side of the call, nodded her head "Hmm, Brandon told me to give it a try."


    "Mom, I think I finally get a chance to fight. What do you say?"


    Florence¡¯s gaze softened "Do what you like, dear, but always be careful and stick close to Brandon."


    Eira smiled softly as she heard her mother¡¯s voice, "Yes, Mom,"


    "He was teaching me the basics today. It felt...natural, actually. Kind of thrilling too."


    "Hm, you¡¯ve always had good instincts," Florence murmured, idly twirling a strand of hair.


    "Not everything needs to be skills and swordplay. Guns are elegant in their own way. Clean. Efficient. And very, very personal when used right."


    Eira let out a chuckle "You make it sound seductive."


    Florence¡¯s lips curled into a knowing smile. "Darling, a well-placed bullet can speak louder than the most eloquent curse. But more importantly, I want you to stay beside Brandon."


    Florence¡¯s expression softened "You¡¯ve changed since meeting him. There¡¯s a fire in your voice now... not just the shy little dreamer I raised. I¡¯m glad. Just make sure he¡¯s by your side when you fight. That boy draws trouble like wine draws flies."


    Eira laughed "He really does..."


    Florence sipped her wine, then added gently, "Then return the favor. Watch his back. Because the world may accept him as the Herald, but it won¡¯t love him for it. He¡¯ll need someone loyal."


    "I will," Eira said firmly.


    There was a pause. Then Florence asked in a playful tone "Did he hold you in his arms when he taught you to shoot?"


    "...Moooom," Eira blushed, covering her face.


    "Oh, don¡¯t be coy. Did he press against you? Whisper how to pull the trigger in that low voice of his?"


    "M-Mom! I¡¯m hanging up now!"


    Florence let out a soft laugh "Fine, fine. But next time you come home, show me what you¡¯ve learned, alright? I want to see my daughter shooting."


    "You¡¯re on," Eira said, smiling shyly. "Love you."


    "Love you too, sweetheart."


    ---


    The morning sun streamed in faintly through the windows of the exam hall, casting long beams of light across rows of seated students.


    The room was silent, with the occasional noises of the soft scratch of pens on paper and the creak of a shifting chair.


    Brandon sat at his desk near the center, hunched slightly as he filled in the last part of his answer.


    He paused, lifted his head, and looked across the hall.


    His eyes landed on Eira.


    She sat two rows ahead and to the left writing her answers steadily.


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but smile faintly ¡¯Seems like the exams are too easy for her...¡¯


    Just as he turned his gaze elsewhere, a flicker of movement from the corner of his vision caught his attention.


    Elena.


    She sat diagonally across from him, a row over and one seat ahead.


    When she felt his eyes on her, she tilted her head ever so slightly with that ever-playful smirk tugging at her lips.


    Then, casually she stuck out her tongue at him mouthing the words silently, exaggerating the shapes just enough for him to read them clearly:


    ¡¯All the best.¡¯


    She even winked.


    He let out a quiet breath and shook his head helplessly before replying ¡¯Same to you...¡¯


    She giggled and returned to write her exam and he also continued writing his exam.


    ---


    It¡¯s already night...


    Brandon and Ravene are lying on the bed hugging each other tightly while he keeps his face buried on her breasts, seeking her warmth.


    *nom*


    His lips closed around one of her pink nipples, sucking gently at first and then he gave a small, teasing bite, leaving a faint mark on her nipple.


    "Mngh~" Ravene whimpered softly as a shiver of pain mingled with pleasure coursed through her.


    Her fingers threaded through his hair, patting his head gently, as she cradled him against her.


    Letting go of her nipple, he saw her saliva-glazed nipple and opened his mouth, biting the flesh of her breast.


    Ravene closed her eyes as he gave a sharp bite on her tender flesh, making a faint mark.


    Patting his head, she murmured, "How was your exams today, dear?"


    Again sucking on her nipples, he murmured "It went well... I can surely pass... num num..."


    With a chuckle, she replied "That¡¯s enough."


    At this time, the door opened and Eira walked in, butt naked.


    "Brandon..."


    She climbed onto the bed and curled the blanket atop her, before moving close to him.


    Like a child finding a new toy, Brandon quickly pulled Eira into his arms and began to suck on her nipple next.


    Ehhh?


    Eira was a little taken aback but then she just smiled and hugged him tighter.


    Ravene¡¯s lips twitched and she moved to press herself against his back, her naked body molding to his as her breasts brushed his skin.


    Her hand slid down his side, her fingers trailing over his hip before reaching his groin, where she wrapped her hand around his hardening cock. "This dick is always disloyal to me..."


    As she spoke, she gently began to stroke it under the sheets.


    Brandon groaned and the sound was muffled against Eira¡¯s breast as Ravene¡¯s hand squeezed his cock gently.


    He sucked harder on Eira¡¯s nipple, his teeth grazing it lightly, leaving a faint mark as she whimpered, her body arching into his mouth.


    His hands roamed her body, one cupping her other breast, squeezing gently, while the other slid down to her hip, pulling her closer until her thighs pressed against his.


    Ravene¡¯s strokes grew more insistent as her thumb brushing over the sensitive tip of Brandon¡¯s cock "You¡¯re so greedy, Husband," she murmured, her lips brushing his ear as she nibbled at his earlobe.


    "Sucking on Eira like that while I take care of you... you¡¯re spoiled."


    Brandon released Eira¡¯s nipple with a soft pop, his lips glistening as he let out a chuckle.


    His eyes sparkled with affection as he turned his head toward Ravene, her dark hair fanning across the pillow with her breasts pressed against his side.


    He leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep kiss as his tongue slipped into her mouth to tangle with hers.


    Ravene moaned softly, her hand tightening on his cock for a moment, as she melted into the kiss, her body arching closer to his.


    As they pulled back, their lips parted with a soft, wet sound and Eira¡¯s fingers gently turned Brandon¡¯s chin to face her "Brandon me."


    Eira¡¯s hands slid up his chest, her fingers grazing his skin as she pressed herself closer, her breasts brushing against him.


    "No, me..." sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    However, Ravene pulled him from the other side and kissed him as she let out her own tongue, intertwining with him.


    Eira¡¯s eyes crescented in lust as she let out her tongue and began to lick his cheek "Hmm.. Brandon."


    Murmuring his name, she reached his neck and began to suck on his skin and lick him.


    Seeing this, Ravene¡¯s gaze condensed "Let me lick you too..."


    She began to lick his neck on the other side, before sucking it gently.


    E-Eh?


    Brandon was dumbfounded as he found himself caught between the two women, their tongues and lips working over his skin with relentless affection.


    "Stop licking me?"


    However, Ravene shook her head and muttered "No, I will lick all of your body... I am cleaning you."


    Eira nodded eagerly, her own tongue swirling over Brandon¡¯s collarbone as she murmured "I will also lick you a lot."


    -_- ?


    Ravene¡¯s tongue moved lower, tracing the line of his jaw before dipping to his shoulder, where she sucked lightly, leaving another faint mark. "You taste so good, Husband,"


    She glanced at Eira, and leaned down to lick a slow circle around his nipple, her tongue flicking over the peak before sucking gently, coaxing another groan from him.


    Eira, not to be outdone, mirrored Ravene¡¯s movements on the other side, her tongue swirling over his other nipple before she sucked lightly, "Brandon..." she murmured, as she nuzzled his chest, her tongue tracing the contours of his muscles.


    Her hands roamed his abdomen, her fingers brushing the taut lines of his abs as she licked lower, her lips grazing the sensitive skin just above his hip.


    Brandon¡¯s breaths grew heavier, his cock throbbing in Ravene¡¯s hand as the two women lavished him with their tongues, their lips and teeth leaving a trail of tingling marks across his body.


    "Fuck..."


    Ravene smirked against his skin "I am not going to stop until I taste every inch of you."


    "Same here..."

 Chapter 143: Oh I will kill her

    Chapter 143: Oh I will kill herClosing the car door, Brandon and Ravene stepped out of the car and walked to the house.


    However, hearing the engine¡¯s noise, Elize rushed out of her house with a big smile.


    "Kael! Ravene!"


    Elize stood at the doorway, her apron still tied around her waist and her hands are slightly dusted with flour.


    Her eyes sparkled the moment she saw them, and without hesitation, she came running down the small stone path leading to the gate.


    Brandon¡¯s face lit up instantly "Aunt Elize."


    He walked quickly to meet her at the gate, and the moment he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her in a firm hug.


    She responded without pause, burying her face against his chest with a warmth that only years of maternal love could give "Darling..."


    "I missed you," Brandon murmured.


    Behind them, Ravene approached with a soft smile on her lips, "Elize..."


    Elize pulled back slightly from Brandon¡¯s chest and turned her head with a delighted grin. "Ravene! Oh, it¡¯s so good to see you, too."


    She reached out to pull her into a brief, warm side hug, patting her shoulder with genuine affection "Still keeping him safe, I hope?"


    Ravene let out a chuckle "Every day."


    Brandon leaned down, sweeping Elize gently off her feet before carrying her like a princess.


    She gasped, letting out a surprised laugh "Oh dear... Brandon!"


    But she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning against his shoulder like it was the most natural thing in the world.


    "You¡¯re lighter than I remember," Brandon teased, looking down at her fondly as he carried her bridal-style toward the front door.


    Elize gave his shoulder a playful tap, "That¡¯s because someone hasn¡¯t visited in so long. I¡¯ve been working hard to stay fit. I¡¯m not letting myself get old just yet."


    "Well," Brandon grinned, "you¡¯re doing a damn good job. Aunt Rave, isn¡¯t she still the prettiest aunt ever?"


    "She is," Ravene agreed smoothly, brushing her hair back behind one ear. "Though I think you¡¯re starting to spoil her a bit too much."


    Elize laughed as she leaned her head against Brandon¡¯s shoulder "Let him spoil me! He¡¯s my darling boy. He doesn¡¯t visit often enough as it is. Let me enjoy this moment."


    The three of them reached the front door.


    Brandon stepped inside first, carefully setting Elize down onto her feet in the lit living room.


    Elize smiled gently "I figured you¡¯d be hungry. I made your favorite stew. And the bread is still warm."


    Brandon nodded his head "You¡¯re the best, Aunt Elize."


    Ravene, meanwhile, slipped off her coat and draped it neatly over the coatrack near the door.


    "Wait a few minutes, dear." Elize¡¯s footsteps faded into the kitchen as she continued her cooking.


    Taking that brief moment of privacy, Brandon turned to Ravene, amd without a word, he reached out, gently cupped her chin, and leaned in, brushing his lips softly against hers.


    Ravene blinked and her eyes widened for a split second as the surprise kiss caught her off guard.


    The touch of his lips lingered just enough to stir a flutter in her chest before he pulled back with a smile.


    "...Huh?" she muttered, blinking in confusion before she pinched his cheek sharply.


    She hushed softly "Husband, Don¡¯t kiss me like that in front of Elize... it would be a disaster!"


    Brandon winced a little at the pinch, though his smile only widened as he massaged his cheek. "Oh? You¡¯re afraid of Aunt Elize now?" he asked playfully, tilting his head.


    "Hm... interesting. Didn¡¯t take you for the shy type." sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Ravene looked away quickly "Of course I¡¯m afraid," she murmured under her breath, almost sulking.


    "She¡¯ll burn me alive if she finds out I... I wooed her friend¡¯s son."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle "¡¯Wooed,¡¯ huh?"


    She glared at him half-heartedly "Don¡¯t twist my words."


    But Brandon chuckled, clearly enjoying her rare moment of getting flustered.


    He leaned in again, "So, are you admitting that you chased me first?"


    Ravene¡¯s blush deepened "I¨Cyou¨Cthat¡¯s not¨C!" She stammered, then jabbed him in the side with her elbow, which only made him laugh more.


    Before she could escalate her embarrassment, Elize¡¯s voice rang out from the kitchen. "Brandon! Ravene? Is it good there?"


    Ravene immediately stood straighter, brushing down her coat as if nothing had happened. "N¨CNo, Elize! We¡¯re just... admiring the curtains!"


    Brandon covered his mouth with a fist to stifle a laugh "Yeah. Very nice... curtains."


    Elize stomped on his foot "You..."


    ---


    Elize stood by the sink in her usual apron with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, humming an old tune under her breath as she scrubbed a ceramic plate clean.


    Behind her, Brandon stepped in quietly.


    He leaned against the doorframe for a second, watching the gentle sway of her body.


    "Need help?" he asked casually.


    Elize turned her head slightly, "No need, Kael. You go and spend a little time with Rave."


    But he took a towel from the side rack and gently plucked the dripping plate from her hand before drying it with soft, circular motions.


    She tried to wave him off. "Really, darling, go relax. I¡¯ve got this."


    Brandon, however didn¡¯t listen to her and continued his work "No, let me do this."


    Elize let out a soft sigh and muttered, "Fine. You can dry. But the moment you drop anything, I¡¯m kicking you out of my kitchen."


    "Yeah, yeah..."


    For a while, the two worked quietly, Brandon drying the plates and stacking them, Elize washing the next batch.


    Then, after a few moments, Brandon broke the silence.


    "Aunt Elize..."


    "Mm?" she replied, not looking up from the pot she was scrubbing.


    "I... wanted to talk to you about something. Or rather, someone."


    Elize raised an eyebrow but didn¡¯t turn just yet. "This sounds serious."


    He chuckled faintly "Maybe it is."


    She rinsed the pot and finally looked over at him, hands dripping with soap and water. "Well, I¡¯m all ears. Don¡¯t tell me you¡¯ve gotten into trouble again?"


    "No. Nothing like that. Actually... it¡¯s kind of the opposite."


    Elize tilted her head slightly, watching him with that familiar gentle gaze "Go on."


    Brandon paused for a second, drying another plate slowly.


    "I love someone."


    The water kept running, but Elize went still for a second.


    Then she let out a soft exhale, smiled, and turned off the tap.


    She picked up a towel, dried her hands, and leaned slightly against the sink "I am all ears..."


    Brandon smiled dryly before speaking "I and Aunt Rave love each other."


    HUH?


    Elize froze for a full heartbeat and her fingers clenched slightly around the towel as Brandon¡¯s words echoed in her ears.


    "...Rave?" she repeated, blinking twice and her voice somewhere caught between startled confusion and quiet disbelief.


    Brandon nodded slowly, watching her face carefully. "Yeah. Aunt Ravene. I know it sounds crazy. And I know what you might be thinking."


    Elize stared at him as if trying to process the information.


    "...You mean Ravene Ravene?" she asked again.


    "Your Aunt Ravene? My best friend since academy days? The same Ravene who used to bribe you with licorice sticks to finish your math homework? That Ravene?"


    Brandon scratched the back of his neck, "Yeah. That one."


    Elize blinked again, "You¡¯re not joking."


    "No," he said gently. "I¡¯m not."


    A long pause hung between them with the only sound in the kitchen being the subtle hum of the fridge and the faint drip of water from the faucet.


    Elize finally pushed off the counter and walked a few paces toward the table with the towel clutched loosely in her hand.


    "Brandon Kael, You are telling me you are in a relationship with Ravene Morcelle? The woman who once threatened your high school principal with a lawsuit because he made you mop the hallway for being late?"


    Brandon smiled faintly "Yeah, that one."


    Elize sat down in a chair, still processing her thoughts.


    She was silent for a few moments before muttering to herself, "I always knew that woman was dangerously attached to you. But I didn¡¯t expect this."


    Brandon walked over and sat on another chair, gently placing a hand on her knee.


    "I wanted to tell you earlier. But I didn¡¯t know how. I know she¡¯s your best friend, and I didn¡¯t want to break your trust."


    Elize stared down at him "Is this why she¡¯s been acting strange lately? And why she kept dodging my questions about staying over here so often?"


    Brandon gave her an apologetic smile "Probably."


    She exhaled sharply and pressed her hand to her forehead. "Lords... I¡¯m going to need tea. Or wine."


    Brandon chuckled softly, not letting go of her gaze. "Are you... okay?"


    Elize looked at him for a long moment.


    Then, slowly, her lips curled into a small, exasperated smile.


    "You¡¯re still my boy," she murmured. "Even if my best friend¡¯s the one who snatched your heart."


    Brandon blinked, then let out a breath of relief "So... you¡¯re not mad?"


    "Oh, I¡¯m going to kill her," Elize said with a dry laugh, waving the towel dramatically.


    "Absolutely. First thing tomorrow. You can stand by with flowers for her funeral. But... no, I¡¯m not mad."


    She reached out and cupped his cheek gently "You¡¯re grown now. You¡¯re allowed to love who you want. And if that person happens to be a stubborn, terrifyingly competent, emotionally repressed research mage, then so be it."


    Brandon let out a chuckle "That¡¯s her, alright."


    Elize smiled, her thumb brushing his cheek "Just promise me one thing."


    "Anything."


    "Don¡¯t let either of you get hurt. Emotionally, physically, or otherwise."


    Brandon nodded with a serious expression "I won¡¯t. I promise."


    Elize leaned in and kissed his forehead.


    "Good. Now go help your girlfriend clean up the living room before she knocks something over trying to act like she doesn¡¯t live here."


    He rose to his feet and smiled "Thank you, Aunt Elize... I love you."


    "Love you too."


    As he walked away, Elize muttered to herself, shaking her head, "Ravene Morcelle... you unbelievable bitch. You really went and fell for him, didn¡¯t you?"


    Then she smiled faintly.


    "...Well. At least he¡¯s loved. Fiercely."

 Chapter 144: Crying?

    Chapter 144: Crying?The sun had begun to set beyond the horizon, casting a warm amber hue across the modest backyard where Elize had laid out a tray of tea and light snacks on the table.


    A light breeze rustled the wind chimes hanging from the eaves, filling the air with a delicate melody.


    Elize stood beside the table, pouring hot tea into two cups.


    Ravene wearing a tank top and shorts, walked towards the table.


    "Tea?" Elize asked with a soft smile, not looking up.


    Ravene nodded and took the seat across from her "Thank you."


    A few moments passed as both women took quiet sips of the fragrant brew. The sky turned from gold to lilac.


    Looking at Ravene, Elize spoke "I was talking with Kael earlier today... and he told me that he is in a relationship with someone."


    Huh? Ravene¡¯s body tensed upon hearing this and her gaze trembled ¡¯Did he tell her about me or Eira...¡¯


    Elize tilted her head slightly "Hmm... You do know that he is like a son to me, Rave and it really shocked me."


    ¡¯So it was me?¡¯


    Ravene panicked and quickly looked up at her "Elize... listen to me."


    With a shake of her head, Elize spoke "I believe you... But that doesn¡¯t mean I approve."


    Huh? Ravene¡¯s eyes shrank in horror "E-Elize... please, I love him and I want him."


    There was a long silence between them, pierced only by the rustling wind.


    Then Elize exhaled and looked out at the garden.


    "You remember when we were twenty-two?" she asked suddenly.


    "We took that trip to Veilport, stayed up all night at that horrible beach hotel and swore we would grow old traveling the world and Kael¡¯s mother was also with us."


    Ravene nodded her head "I remember." sea??h th§× N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "We said we¡¯d never let a man come between us."


    "...I remember that too."


    Elize turned back toward her, "So why did you take my Kael?"


    Ravene¡¯s heart stopped and her eyes widened slightly as she looked down.


    "Elize-"


    "I raised that boy like my own..."


    Looking at Ravene¡¯s face Elize chuckled in her heart ¡¯She looks cute when she is scared... should I continue with the teasing?¡¯


    She doesn¡¯t really mind Ravene and Brandon being in a relationship, as she knows Ravene is a good woman and her best friend.


    But she just decided to tease her lightly.


    Ravene¡¯s eyes widened and her voice trembled "I know. I know how much he means to you-"


    Elize stood up slowly, "Now, I find out my best friend, my ride-or-die since Academy was hiding a forbidden romance with him?"


    "Forbidden?!" Ravene repeated in a squeak.


    "And now you¡¯ve seduced my sweet, innocent, emotionally impressionable boy?"


    Ravene¡¯s jaw dropped and tears moistened her eyes "E-Elize! That¡¯s not how it happened!"


    "I bet you planned it, didn¡¯t you?" Elize pressed on, walking dramatically around the table.


    "You moved in close, offered to help him..."


    "I did not." Ravene burst out "Okay, well... maybe a smile or two, but not like that!"


    Elize narrowed her eyes and muttered "I won¡¯t give him to you, Ravene. If you have thoughts of marrying forget it.. Forget him."


    Ravene flinched and looked up, "W-What do you mean?"


    "You heard me," Elize said with a small smile.


    Now Ravene¡¯s eyes flooded, a tear welling at the corner as her expression cracked in panic.


    "Elize, please don¡¯t- don¡¯t take him away from me."


    "I know it¡¯s strange, and maybe you think I crossed a line, but I didn¡¯t plan it, I swear! I- I can¡¯t let go of him now. I love him so much, it hurts..."


    "Please Ravene, please.. I love him so much. I will do anything to be with him."


    Elize, however, shook her head "I don¡¯t think this will work out, Rave... you marrying him? No, No."


    Ravene sobbed again "Elize please Elize..."


    Seeing her friend, Elize finally let out a soft sigh "You are really crying for him. Do you love him that much."


    Ravene hurriedly nodded her head "Yea, Yes, I do. Elize... I will take good care of him, please."


    She wiped her eyes quickly, trying to pull herself together, but it was too late.


    At this time, footsteps approached the porch.


    "Aunt Elize?" Brandon¡¯s voice rang out, and then he stepped onto the porch.


    The moment he saw Ravene wiping her eyes, his expression changed instantly and his eyes condensed slightly.


    He quickly rushed to her side "Rave? Hey, what happened?"


    "It¡¯s nothing, really-" Ravene shook her head quickly and Brandon gently cradled her face, his thumbs brushing the corner of her eyes


    "What happened?" he asked again, turning to Elize with narrowed eyes.


    Elize was taken aback, surprised by the heat in his voice "Brandon, calm down-"


    "Did you say something to her?" he snapped in frustration. "Why is she crying? What did you say to her that made her cry?"


    "She¡¯s not-" Elize blinked in surprise, but Ravene cut in gently.


    "She didn¡¯t mean it badly. It¡¯s fine, Kael. I just overreacted."


    "No, it¡¯s not," Brandon muttered and looked at Elize.


    Looking at Elize, his voice dropped lower "Aunt Elize... I thought you approved of our relationship. Now... why are you doing this? Why are you making her cry?"


    "...Do you not like our relationship?"


    As he spoke, he gently pulled Ravene into his arms and patted her head like a protective lover.


    Ravene raised her head to look at him "Kael, listen to me."


    Elize snapped out of her shock, as this is the first time she has seen Brandon getting angry at her like this.


    She slowly stood up from the chair and looked at Brandon in disbelief.


    With a soft sigh, she reached out and grasped his hand "I approve of your relationship, Kael. I have no objections. I was just teasing her for a bit."


    She lowered her head and mumbled in a soft tone "I am sorry, dear..."


    Seeing her face like this, Brandon was heartbroken for a second and felt guilty in his heart for lashing out at her.


    Her eyes were soft and a little sad, and it hit him that he had raised his voice at the woman who had practically raised him.


    His chest tightened with guilt.


    He closed his eyes for a moment and reached out to hug Elize, pressing her head gently into his shoulder "Please forgive me, Aunt Elize... I thought you were scolding Aunt Elize for our relationship."


    Elize melted into his warmth and chuckled into his shoulder "No, it¡¯s okay..."


    He leaned forward and kissed her cheek "I am really sorry. I know I shouldn¡¯t have gotten angry at you..."


    Elize smiled through slightly misty eyes. "No, it¡¯s okay, darling. I¡¯m glad you¡¯re so protective. It shows how much you really care for her. She deserves that kind of love."


    Looking at them, Ravene had a mix of happy emotions as she knew how much Brandon loves Elize.


    But now he got angry at her just because she is crying... it means that she has a higher place in his heart.


    For some reason, it made her heart flutter in excitement.


    "You two really are..." Elize said quietly, "kind of beautiful together."


    Brandon gave her a small smile. "Thank you. And I am sorry again..."


    ---


    It was already night and Elize was lying on her bed scrolling through her mobile.


    The soft glow of the screen lit up her face as she scrolled through her messages, checking updates from the day, half-focused and barely interested.


    Notifications pinged.. some from former colleagues, some from social groups, and a few from Ravene, who had sent her a few laughing emojis earlier, no doubt trying to smooth over the tense moment from before.


    Elize didn¡¯t reply.


    At this time, someone opened the door to her room and she raised her head to look up "Kael."


    Brandon stood at the door, bare-chested and wearing only a pair of soft gray shorts, his lean, athletic frame outlined faintly in the low light spilling from the hallway behind him.


    Before she could ask anything more, he walked over and climbed onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he lay beside her.


    Elize blinked in surprise "Dear, what are you doing here? Are you not with Ravene?"


    He shook his head and moved closer to her "No, today I am sleeping with you... and I am sorry about earlier."


    With a chuckle, she shook her head "No, it shows how mature you have become and how much you love her."


    She placed the mobile on the side table and opened her arms "Now, come here..."


    Brandon moved forward and fell into her chest, hugging her tightly "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize hugged him back with a big smile on her face.


    He slowly drifted into sleep in her arms.


    But Elize is not getting any sleep.


    The smile on her face faded and her gaze sharpened ¡¯My dear Kael... the boy I have been raising for years, for the first time in his life, got angry at me and that too for a woman.¡¯


    At first she didn¡¯t think much about their relationship and thought that as long as Brandon was happy, it was good.


    But after today¡¯s drama, she realized that Brandon is drifting away from her.


    The sweet boy she raised for years is going away from her, wooed by another woman.


    Her Kael. Her precious boy.


    The one who used to cling to her waist and beg her not to leave when he was small.


    The one who used to sit on the kitchen counter swinging his legs while she cooked, telling her all about his school day.


    Now, he wasn¡¯t that little boy anymore.


    ¡¯Did I feed, clothe, raise, and rear a son for at least 18 years solely so he can go and ravage another woman?¡¯


    ¡¯All the hard work I put into this beautiful little boy, singing him lullabies, taking him to sports practice, making sure he had a healthy diet to grow up big and strong, educating him, playing with him, giving him loving hugs.¡¯


    ¡¯All of it has one simple result: his body is more enjoyable for the women that will eventually be fucked in every hole by him.¡¯


    ¡¯Raised the perfect boy? Great. Who benefits?¡¯


    ¡¯Some random woman gets the benefits of his strong but sweet personality that came from the way I raised him.¡¯


    ¡¯His loyalty, his tenderness... his body. His... everything¡¯


    She looked down at him ¡¯Am I not your favourite anymore, Kael?¡¯


    ¡¯Your lovely Aunt Elize...¡¯


    ¡¯Its all because of that damn cunt Ravene; I should have stopped when she started to tease him when he was in High school...¡¯


    ¡¯Should¡¯ve nipped it in the bud the moment she started treating him like anything more than a child.¡¯


    ¡¯Tch, she is my best friend... if not I would have killed her.¡¯


    ¡¯Hmm... what should I do to get my Kael back?¡¯


    She patted his head gently as her eyes darkened and a smile appeared on her lips ¡¯I will become your favourite again...¡¯

 Chapter 145: A day out [1]

    Chapter 145: A day out [1]The soft rays of dawn filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a warm golden light across the room.


    The birds had just begun their morning song, faint chirps echoing through the open window.


    Elize lay on her side, her hair slightly tousled from sleep, as she lazily stroked through Brandon¡¯s hair.


    Her fingers moved tenderly, almost absentmindedly, caressing his scalp in a gentle rhythm as she stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.


    Brandon, nestled against her chest, murmured faintly in his sleep, nuzzling deeper.


    One of his arms was wrapped firmly around her waist, while the other had settled comfortably over her breast.


    His palm had unconsciously curled around the soft flesh during the night, squeezing it slightly as he woke up.


    Elize exhaled slowly as she smiled wryly.


    "Hmm... still such a clingy sleeper," she whispered, gazing down at him.


    Her hand, still stroking his head, paused for a moment to tuck a few stray strands of his dark hair behind his ear.


    She shifted slightly, causing the arm wrapped around her to pull her even closer.


    "Mm..." Brandon¡¯s eyebrow twitched slightly and began to wake, his fingers instinctively kneading her breast once again as he always did for Ravene, earning a light gasp from her.


    "Kael..." she whispered, brushing his hair aside. "Wake up..."


    He mumbled something incoherent against her collarbone before slowly cracking one eye open.


    The early sunlight glinted in his dark lashes as he blinked in confusion, his mind gradually surfacing from sleep.


    "...Aunt Elize?" he murmured groggily, still nestled against her.


    And then he realized his palm squeezing her breast, he quickly retracted his hand "Ah, my bad.. Aunt Elize, it¡¯s just with Rave everyday I... that must have become a habit."


    Hearing this Elize¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly ¡¯So he does this casually with her?¡¯


    With a soft sigh, she smiled "It¡¯s okay, dear, no harm done. A little skinship never hurt anyone."


    As she spoke, she leaned forward and kissed his cheek.


    Brandon let out a soft chuckle and she pulled him closer, nuzzling him with her body "Should we wake up or sleep more?"


    "You don¡¯t have exams today, do you?"


    Brandon yawned and stretched his legs, still tangled with hers beneath the covers "Nope, My next exam is tomorrow... and I have already prepared for it."


    Elize¡¯s gaze softened upon hearing this "Then spend the day with me..."


    Eh? Brandon was dumbfounded as he had the idea of going out with Ravene and Eira.


    Elize noticed his slight hesitation and blinked ¡¯Is it because of Ravene? She is meddling with everything...¡¯


    ¡¯If its my Kael, he would have quickly accepted...¡¯


    She cuddled closer to him "It¡¯s been so long since I got to spend some time with you."


    "You came back to me after all that time with your ex, and then things just snowballed," she said quietly.


    "You awakened, got caught in all that chaos... and we barely got to talk. I didn¡¯t even get to celebrate the fact that my sweet boy turned into such a powerful young man."


    With a soft chuckle, he buried his face on her neck "Mhm.. I will spend the day with you, Aunt Elize."


    With a smile, he reached over and buried his face in her neck, wrapping his arms around her. "Mhm... okay. I¡¯ll spend the day with you."


    At this time, the sound of the door creaking open made them both turn their heads.


    Ravene stood there in the doorway, her hair loosely tied, still in her sleepwear, an oversized T-shirt and fitted shorts.


    Her eyebrows lifted slightly when she saw them on the bed together.


    Brandon smiled "Aunt Rave. Good morning." S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Elize, instead of pulling away, wrapped her arm a little more snugly around Brandon¡¯s waist and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Morning, Rave," she said innocently.


    Ravene¡¯s lips parted slightly, unsure how to interpret what she was seeing. "Morning... I didn¡¯t mean to intrude."


    "You¡¯re not intruding," Brandon said, sitting up a little, "We were just talking."


    "Lots of talking," Elize added, grinning as she gently pulled Brandon back down beside her. "You know how clingy he gets when he¡¯s comfortable."


    Ravene¡¯s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, and her arms folded across her chest "Oh, I know."


    Brandon smiled and again snuggled against Elize "Elize asked to spend the day together... I said yes."


    Elize tilted her head innocently. "Well, it was a sudden request. I hadn¡¯t had Kael to myself in a while. You girls keep him so busy these days."


    "Oh, you¡¯re welcome to join us for breakfast, Rave. I¡¯m sure Kael wouldn¡¯t mind being doted on by two lovely ladies."


    Brandon just smiled dryly and this time, Ravene sat on the edge before leaning to kiss his lips "Get up, I will make coffee for you."


    Brandon nodded his head and Elize raised an eyebrow "Hm, so bold in front of me?"


    Hearing this, Ravene blushed slightly and quickly left the room.


    Elize looked at his face ¡¯I can¡¯t kiss his lips hmm...¡¯


    She leaned forward to kiss his cheek again "Let¡¯s get up."


    ---


    Steam from the shower still clung faintly to Elize¡¯s skin as she stepped out of the bathroom.


    She wore a clean tank top and a pair of soft shorts, her skin still damp in places where the towel hadn¡¯t quite reached.


    With lazy hands she rubbed at her scalp with the towel, wringing out the excess moisture from her hair.


    Draping the towel loosely over her shoulders, Elize strolled to the kitchen, following the faint aroma of coffee.


    But just as she reached the doorway, her steps stopped.


    In front of the stove Ravene was standing with her hair pulled into a loose bun.


    Brandon was hugging her from behind and he had one hand slid inside her Tshirt squeezing her breast.


    He was kissing her neck, his lips lingering against her skin like they had no intention of parting.


    Ravene tilted her head slightly, eyes half-closed and a soft sigh left her lips as one of her hands reached up to run through his hair.


    His fingers moved gently, caressing her underboob and her hips subtly shifted in response, feeling the pleasure rippling around her body.


    "Kael..."


    "Rave..."


    Elize watched in silence and for a moment, she stood at the threshold, her fingertips curling slightly against the doorframe.


    Her eyes condensed slightly and she took a few steps back silently, leaving them alone.


    Once she returned to the hallway, she leaned against the wall and looked down at her hands.


    "They¡¯re so comfortable," she murmured softly, as if stating a fact to herself.


    She had always thought of Ravene as best friend. A little reckless, sure. Shameless, definitely. But a friend.


    Still... even a friend could take something precious without meaning to.


    She closed her eyes and rested the back of her head against the wall, exhaling quietly.


    ¡¯Haa.. My Kael. I wonder what will Charlotte do if she comes to know about this.¡¯


    ---


    After breakfast, Brandon and Elize left for the Solvyrn city to spend some time together.


    Light jazz played in the background, blending with the low murmur of conversation and the occasional hiss of steaming milk behind the counter.


    In the cafe, Brandon sat at a table near the window, legs stretched comfortably under the table as he leaned back, one arm resting over the back of the cushioned booth.


    Across from him, Elize lifted a forkful of a fruit tart to her mouth, her other hand wrapped around a tall glass of iced coffee.


    Her freshly dried hair framed her face, and though she wore nothing elaborate, a loose blouse and jeans.


    Brandon looked at the woman in front of him and sighed in his heart.


    As no matter how many times he looks at her, she is breathtaking.


    His gaze drifted lower, looking at the loose blouse and the cleavage she was showing.


    But then he closed his eyes ¡¯I shouldn¡¯t have those thoughts.¡¯


    Elize noticed that he was sighing to himself and muttered "What happened, Kael?"


    Looking up at her, he smiled and shook his head "Nothing, Aunt Rave..."


    Huh? Elize raised an eyebrow in surprise "...Rave?"


    EH? Brandon hurriedly shook his head "No, No.. I meant Aunt Elize. Sorry."


    Elize looked down at her plate ¡¯She has really taken over his mind. You damn bitch Rave.¡¯


    Without saying anything, she continued to eat.


    Brandon looked at her again and spoke "I want to ask again. You okay with all this? Me... and Ravene, I mean?"


    She met his gaze and tilted her head slightly. "You¡¯re not a child anymore, Kael. You can make your own decisions. But that doesn¡¯t mean I can¡¯t miss the days when you came to me first."


    Brandon¡¯s expression softened and he reached across the table, placing his hand over hers. "You still matter to me. A lot. That hasn¡¯t changed."


    Elize¡¯s features softened as she looked down at their hands.


    "I know," she said gently, squeezing his hand in return. "Just don¡¯t forget me."


    Brandon nodded. "I won¡¯t."


    Chuckling, Elize spoke "Hmm.. after this, we can go to get some clothes for me and you."


    Brandon gave a nod "Alright, we can. And to arcade too..."


    "Yeah, yeah."


    Elize looked at Brandon and her eyes darkened slightly ¡¯Kael.. don¡¯t worry, I know how to bring you back to me.¡¯

 Chapter 146: A day out [2]

    Chapter 146: A day out [2]The glass doors parted with a soft chime as Brandon and Elize stepped into the spacious boutique.


    Brandon blinked, adjusting to the sudden burst of color and fabric surrounding him. "Hoh... this place is huge."


    She smiled over her shoulder, already looking at the racks of clothes "Of course it is. Now wait here like a good boy... I¡¯ll find something nice."


    Before he could reply, Elize had already moved away from him to get some clothes.


    Brandon sighed and sat down on a plush chair near the changing area, watching as she occasionally glanced back with a little smile.


    Few minutes quickly passed.


    Finally, Elize returned with her arms full of hangers, a bundle of vibrant and varied outfits stacked high.


    Brandon stared at them with a wry smile "That¡¯s... a lot."


    She nudged him toward the changing rooms. "Come on, I need a second opinion."


    With a nod, Brandon followed her to the dressing room.


    She pushed him gently onto the cushioned bench near the curtain of the dressing stall, then walked into the room to change.


    Brandon leaned back and smiled faintly before taking his mobile and idly scrolling through it.


    A few more minutes passed quickly.


    The curtain slid open, and Elize stepped out and Brandon¡¯s eyes widened in surprise looking at Elize.


    She wore a form-fitting, deep emerald dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.


    The dress was daringly revealing, with a plunging neckline that showcased her generous cleavage, the soft swell of her breasts accentuated by the tight bodice.


    The hemline was high, cutting off mid-thigh, exposing the smooth, toned expanse of her legs.


    A delicate slit on one side added a teasing glimpse of her upper thigh with every step.


    Elize spun slowly with her hands on her hips and a playful smile appeared on her lips looking at his stunned face "Well? What do you think, Kael? Does it suit your Aunt Elize?"


    Brandon blinked and snapped out of his daze "Uh... wow,"


    "You look... incredible." His eyes lingered on her breasts and toned thighs for a moment.


    He quickly masked it with a smile, leaning forward on the bench. "I mean, you¡¯re going to turn heads in that, no question."


    Elize¡¯s smile widened as she stepped closer, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor. "Oh, you think so?" she muttered playfully as she did another slow turn.


    The movement made the slit on her thigh part slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of skin, and she glanced over her shoulder, catching his gaze. "Good. I want to look my best... especially for you."


    He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck, trying to shake off the unexpected heat creeping into his thoughts.


    The dress was bold, far more revealing than anything he¡¯d seen her wear before ¡¯She looks really... hot.¡¯


    Elize laughed as she stepped even closer, stopping just in front of him.


    She leaned down slightly, her hands resting on her thighs and the motion pushed her cleavage forward to him "Do you like it?"


    With a nod, he looked into her eyes "Yeah, it looks really great on you..."


    She straightened, her smile softening as she reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead, "I am glad to hear that, because you¡¯re my favorite person to impress."


    Feeling her caress, Brandon nodded his head "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize tilted her head and stepped back, giving him one last slow spin. "Hmm, I¡¯ll consider buying it."


    "But I¡¯ve got a few more to try. Stay put, Kael. I want your opinion on all of them." She winked, then disappeared behind the curtain again.


    Brandon exhaled, leaning back on the bench as he glanced at his phone, trying to distract himself, but his thoughts kept drifting back to her body.


    He shook his head, a wry smile tugging at his lips "Get it together, Kael," he muttered under his breath, but the anticipation of seeing her step out again, in another outfit that might be just as breathtaking, kept his heart racing. S~ea??h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A few moments later, the curtain rustled again, and Elize stepped out.


    This time she is wearing a crimson dress that was even more daring, a backless design with a deep V-neck that plunged almost to her under breasts.


    Her thighs peeked through high slits on both sides, accentuating every curve.


    She struck a pose with one hand on her hip "Well, Kael? Too much, or just right?"


    Brandon was dumbfounded to see this, as she is really captivating in that dress, almost making him feel like he wants to see her naked.


    She stopped just in front of him, leaning down again "So, which one¡¯s your favorite so far?"


    Brandon¡¯s eyes flicked from her face to the daring dress "You¡¯re making it real hard to choose. But... keep going. I¡¯m not complaining."


    Hearing this, Elize let out a chuckle and again entered the dressing room.


    Stepping in, she looked at the large mirror in front of her ¡¯Hmm.. That Ravene wooed my Kael with her body.¡¯


    ¡¯I will do the same and get my boy back...¡¯


    She looked down at her body and smiled proudly ¡¯Comparing to Ravene, I would say mine is better...¡¯


    Meanwhile outside, Brandon¡¯s mind is in chaos as he can¡¯t focus on anything and the picture of her plump body appeared in his mind.


    He closed his eyes for a moment as the buried feelings again fluttered back.


    ¡¯Haa.. Goddamn it.¡¯


    As he was sitting, suddenly he heard her voice "Kael..."


    Hm? Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise "Aunt Elize."


    "Dear, can you come in for a minute and help me with the dress?"


    Huh? Brandon blinked in surprise and hesitantly entered the room "Aunt Elize..."


    There he saw Elize standing in front of the mirror with shorts on her hips and she was trying to wear her bra.


    She has her hands on her back trying to hook the bra, but it is not reaching "Kael, come here and help me hook it..."


    However, Brandon¡¯s gaze lingered on the Genesis Mark on her body.


    ¡¯So that¡¯s where Aunt Elize¡¯s...¡¯

 Chapter 147: A day out [3]

    Chapter 147: A day out [3]As she was showing her back to him, he looked at the mirror and saw her chest.


    Her blue bra is cupping her breasts and he saw a glimpse of her genesis mark on her underboob, which is mostly hidden by the bra.


    "Kael?"


    Brandon nodded and stepped to her "Let me do this..."


    He reached for the bra straps, his fingers brushing her warm skin as she let go of the hooks and relaxed her arms at her sides.


    He clasped the hooks on both sides, pulling them together, but no matter how he tried, the hooks refused to meet.


    The bra was stubbornly tight and the fabric strained against her chest.


    "Eh?" Brandon frowned, pulling a bit harder and his fingers fumbled as he tried to force the hooks to connect.


    "Hnn... Kael, it hurts," Elize winced in mild pain as she shifted slightly, her back arching.


    Brandon immediately loosened his grip, his hands hovering uncertainly as he looked at her through the mirror.


    "It¡¯s too tight, Aunt Elize," he said as he adjusted the straps, trying to ease the pressure.


    "This thing¡¯s not budging."


    Elize tilted her head back, her blonde hair spilling over her shoulders as she met his gaze in the reflection "Did I buy the wrong size?" she mused.


    "Try again, dear. I¡¯m sure you can make it work." She straightened her posture and the movement caused her breasts to shift slightly under the bra, drawing his attention despite his best efforts to focus.


    Brandon nodded as he took the hooks again, his fingers brushing her skin once more.


    He pulled them together and his eyebrows narrowed in concentration but the bra remained uncooperative, as the hooks refused to clasp no matter how he angled them.


    Elize bent her back slightly, trying to help, as she murmured, "Haa... it¡¯s not reaching, it seems."


    Before Brandon could adjust his grip, one of the hooks slipped from his fingers, and the force of his pull caused the bra to snap forward with a sudden pull.


    The fabric slipped from her chest, sliding down her arms in a single motion, leaving her naked from the waist up.


    "Ah!" Elize gasped and hurriedly raised her hands to cover her breasts, her cheeks flushing a soft pink.


    Brandon froze and hurriedly retracted his hand "Sorry, Aunt Elize..." he stammered as he took a step back, his heart pounding in his chest.


    Elize quickly smiled, shaking her head as she tried to diffuse the tension, "No, it¡¯s okay, darling... haha."


    Even she was surprised by the accident; she just wanted to tease him a bit, but this is beyond what she had planned.


    Though the accident had caught her off guard, a part of her that had been plotting to reclaim Brandon¡¯s attention... saw an opportunity


    She glanced at him from the corner of her eye and her heart fluttered ¡¯It¡¯s just Kael, my Kael..¡¯


    She slowly lowered her hand and let the bra slip down from her chest, revealing her plump breasts with pink nipples.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes widened, as his gaze lingered on her areolas ¡¯They are... big.¡¯


    But he hurriedly looked away and coughed slightly "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize¡¯s lips curled into a soft smile "It¡¯s fine, Kael, you are my boy after all."


    Branon closed his eyes for a moment and let out a sigh "But still..."


    She walked to him and gently patted his head "You are my son, dear. It¡¯s okay... this is just a skinship between family."


    "When you were small, I was the one who bathed you and took care of you, I have seen you naked plenty of times, haven¡¯t I?"


    Hearing this, Brandon was quite embarrassed and opened his eyes to look at her breasts and then glanced at her face.


    With a dry chuckle he muttered "That¡¯s true, but you¡¯re..." as he trailed off, he couldn¡¯t find the words to speak.


    Elize just smiled, her hand sliding from his hair to his cheek as her thumb brushed lightly against his skin "Different, hmm?"


    "Maybe a little. But you¡¯re still my Kael, and I¡¯m still your Aunt Elize. Nothing¡¯s changed between us... has it?"


    He gave a faint nod "No, nothing has changed..."


    As he spoke, his gaze dropped down to her genesis mark and his eyes trembled in guilt.


    Hm? Elize noticed his stare and let out a giggle "Are you curious about my genesis mark?"


    As she spoke, she cupped her breasts and lifted them up to show the full extent of her genesis mark under her boob.


    "How is it?"


    Brandon raised his gaze and nodded "Yeah, looks very good... but now it¡¯s just like a decoration to you."


    He hesitated, his throat tightening as he forced himself to continue, the weight of his guilt spilling out. "You lost your powers and Empyrean title because of me." sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Upon hearing this, Elize let out a deep sigh and let her boobs down "I have told you already, don¡¯t feel guilty for it."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze lingered on her face "...But-"


    She leaned forward and hugged him tightly in her arms.


    His head rested on her shoulder as she whispered in his ear "No buts, I love you very much and I do not regret a single decision I took."


    "i wanted to raise you myself..."


    "And I like this life with you more than being an Empyrean."


    "Looking at your face and seeing you growing up, your smiles. The happiness it gave me.. even being an Empyrean will never give me such happiness and pleasure."


    She gently pulled back, just enough to look into his eyes, her hands cupping his face as she held his gaze, "I enjoyed every second of raising you."


    "Every late night, every scraped knee, every laugh, every tear. If I had a second chance, I¡¯d choose this path again, without hesitation. Because I love you so much, Kael, and you are the most important thing in my life."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze trembled and he hugged her tighter. "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize eyes grew tender as she hugged him back "Hmm.. my breasts are getting squeezed."


    Brandon pulled back slightly and glanced down at her breasts, now pressed against him "I am sorry..."


    Elize laughed as she reached up, ruffling his hair. "Don¡¯t be sorry, silly," she said, her tone playful but filled with love.


    "It¡¯s just us, Kael. No need to apologize for a hug." She tilted her head, her smile softening as she looked at his face, the lingering traces of guilt still evident in his eyes.


    "But you need to stop carrying this weight, alright? What I gave up... it was my choice, and it was worth it. You¡¯re worth it."


    Brandon nodded slowly, "... I¡¯ll try,"


    "I just... I want you to be happy too, Aunt Elize. You deserve that."


    Elize leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I am happy, Kael,"


    "Happier than you know, because I have you." Her hands slid down his arms, resting lightly on his wrists as she stepped back.


    Brandon¡¯s gaze again moved to her plump breasts and Elize couldn¡¯t help but giggle "I see, you have also become a man ogling at women¡¯s breasts like that."


    Brandon looked up and smiled wryly "You are the one showing them."


    As he muttered, he boldly reached out and raised her breast from the underneath to look at her genesis mark "And your mark, looks really beautiful."


    Elize was quite amused "Oh my, my Kael is also a pervert now, boldly groping my breast."


    "i don¡¯t remember raising a naughty boy like this."


    Brandon just chuckled and seeing him laugh, Elize¡¯s gaze softened ¡¯Kael...¡¯


    She gently grasped his wrist and spoke "You can grope them later on; for now... help me try on some clothes."


    "Okay."

 Chapter 148: The truth?

    Chapter 148: The truth?It was already evening


    Brandon was driving the car back home while Elize was sitting in the front passenger seat looking through the pictures they took earlier.


    "Wow, we got some nice pictures..."


    Her smile widened and her eyes softened in affection as she looked at the image.


    She was wearing a sleek black dress and Brandon¡¯s arm is around her, both of them grinning with a shared joy.


    She glanced at him, her expression softening "This one¡¯s my favorite, Kael. You look so happy."


    Brandon took a quick glance at the picture and smiled "Yeah? Guess I was having a good time then."


    Elize chuckled, her fingers swiping to another photo and this one is a picture of Brandon¡¯s goofy tongue-out expression from their first attempt. "Oh, this one¡¯s going in the archives,"


    She leaned back in her seat, "We should do this more often, you know. Just you and me, making memories."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze grew tender, a quiet warmth spreading through him at her words. "Yeah, we should,"


    "It¡¯s been a while since we just... hung out like this. Thanks, Aunt Elize. For today."


    She nodded her head "We definitely should."


    The car rolled into the driveway of their home as Brandon parked.


    Elize gathered her phone and the shopping bags as she stepped out of the car.


    Brandon followed, grabbing the remaining bags from the backseat before locking the car.


    ---


    "Haa..." Brandon leaned back on the plush couch, his body sinking into the cushions as he let out a soft, contented breath. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "That was good food."


    Elize who was sitting beside him, let out a soft chuckle and patted his head, ruffling his hair.


    At this time, Ravene also walked to the couch and sat beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder.


    Brandon smiled as he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer until her head rested comfortably against his chest.


    He pressed a quick kiss to the top of her head, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her arm


    They sat silently in each other¡¯s arms for a while.


    A bit later, Elize stood up and walked to the door "I will take a short walk to get some air..."


    Looking back at Brandon, she smiled "Wanna give me company?"


    Brandon glanced at Ravene and she gently raised her head from his shoulder. "Mhm. Go on, I¡¯ll be here."


    Brandon leaned forward, his hand cupping Ravene¡¯s cheek as he pressed a quick, tender peck to her lips, "Be right back,"


    Ravene settled back on the couch, pulling a throw blanket over her lap, as she watched them go.


    Outside, the night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of dew and the sky was a deep indigo color, dotted with stars.


    Elize zipped up her jacket and her breath condensed into a soft mist in the cool air as she stepped onto the porch.


    Brandon walked behind her with his hands tucked into the pockets of his hoodie.


    Elize glanced at him, her smile softening as she matched his pace, her hands swinging lightly at her sides. "It¡¯s nice out here. Clears the head, you know?"


    Hearing this, he gave a faint nod and they continued their slow walk in the silent neighborhood.


    The night air wrapped around them and the faint rustling of leaves filled the air.


    A distant streetlight cast a soft, golden glow on the sidewalk as Elize and Brandon walked slowly side by side.


    Elize walked with her arms folded loosely over her chest, her fingers lightly rubbing her upper arms as if trying to ease her tension.


    "Kael..." she said quietly, not looking at him.


    Her voice carried a mix of hesitation "Earlier... in the shop, I told you that you¡¯re like my son. But..."


    She let out a quiet sigh, her gaze dropping to the sidewalk. "You know I¡¯m not your real mother."


    Brandon blinked, tilting his head slightly to glance at her in mild confusion. "Yeah, of course. You¡¯re my mom¡¯s friend,"


    Elize gave a faint nod, her lips curling into a nostalgic smile before fading again "And... growing up, Kael, you never asked about your real mother. Not even once."


    Brandon stopped walking for a moment, and so did she.


    He turned to face her fully, and his gaze was gentle, "That¡¯s because... you were always there, taking care of me. You were the one who packed my lunch, helped me with my schoolwork, nursed me when I was sick, taught me how to ride a bike..."


    He laughed softly remembering those memories, then continued with warmth in his eyes. "You did everything. So... it always felt like you were my real mom."


    Her heart fluttered with emotion at his words, and her throat tightened as she tried to hold back.


    She reached up and gently cupped his cheek with her palm, brushing her thumb lightly against his skin. "I¡¯ll take that as a compliment," she whispered with a watery chuckle.


    "But Kael... I still want you to know about your mother. You¡¯re a grown man now. And I think... this might finally be the right time."


    He stared at her quietly and after a moment, he gave a nod "Mhm."


    Elize slowly reached for his hand and intertwined her fingers with his, "Your mother¡¯s name is Marzella Quillhart."


    Brandon¡¯s lips parted slightly "Marzella..." he repeated under his breath, tasting the name for the first time.


    "She was brilliant, Kael. Truly brilliant,"


    "A genius in etheric sciences... actually, even more gifted than Ravene, if you can believe it. Your mother, she contributed so much to what we understand today about ether structure, aberrant mutations, and rupture behaviors."


    "Her name appears in dozens of white papers, research archives, and academic journals... even those used by Academies and military divisions."


    Brandon¡¯s brows furrowed slightly "I think.. I have heard this name."


    Elize smiled bitterly "I see, I am glad to hear that."


    Brandon took a step forward, leading them to a nearby park bench beneath a softly glowing streetlamp.


    Looking at her, he muttered "And later, she died in an accident and you took me in."


    A soft sigh escaped Elize¡¯s lips and she shook her head "No... it was not an accident. She was killed."


    Huh? Brandon blinked in surprise "She was killed? ...By whom?"


    Letting out a deep sigh, Elize spoke "... She was killed by the government, the Sovereign Circle."


    By Sovereign Circle?


    Snapping out of his shock, he asked "Are they jealous of her brilliance?"


    With a shake of her head, Elize muttered "Not jealous... it was fear. Marzella was doing some dangerous experiments and if those experiments became successful, it would change the entire balance of the world."


    Brandon frowned. "What kind of experiments?"


    Looking at him, Elize replied in a calm tone "She was trying to find a way for men to use ether.."


    Huh?


    Brandon was taken aback to hear this and with a deep sigh, Elize continued "She believed that the reason men can¡¯t use ether wasn¡¯t because of biological or divine reasons. It was something else..."


    "I know she was doing those experiments and as an Empyrean, I was giving her financial funds. I supported her quietly, off-record, supplying her with what she needed."


    "But suddenly one day she said that she wanted to have a child."


    "We three agreed and got a sperm donor and did artificial insemination on her and got her pregnant."


    "Me and Ravene. We were the only people she trusted completely. The three of us had always been close, sisters in all but blood."


    "At first I thought the reason she wanted a child was... maybe she was lonely and maybe wanted to raise a child."


    "We also supported her. Everything was done cleanly, away from the Circle¡¯s notice. And a few months later... she was pregnant with you."


    "And she successfully gave birth to you."


    "However, the government somehow found out that she is experimenting with a way for men to use ether."


    "And you know the government... if men can really use ether, the whole system would collapse."


    "So, they killed her."


    "After learning the situation, I went to the headquarters of the Sovereign Circle and killed the world leader for revenge."


    Eh? Brandon was dumbfounded and she continued "After that, I got pressure from all sides..."


    "I became the enemy of the world. The Council stripped me of my authority. Friends abandoned me. I was accused of abusing power and letting personal feelings override my duties as an Empyrean."


    "And maybe... they were right."


    "I didn¡¯t care. You were just a few months old, Kael. I couldn¡¯t fight a war and raise you at the same time."


    "I wanted to take care of you. So I broke my own ether core and stepped back from the Empyrean role and became a normal human... so I can be your mother."


    Hearing this, Brandon¡¯s heart swelled with guilt "Elize..."


    She looked into his eyes "But after you awakened your powers, I realized that you are the experiment of Marzella."


    "Your ability to manipulate ether is not coincidental; it was because of your mother that you got the powers."


    "You were her hope. Her theory, her belief that the human male form could carry ether if certain genetic parameters were met, was something she couldn¡¯t test on others."


    "So she crafted you, carefully, from donor DNA, from her own bloodline, from every inch of knowledge she had accumulated."


    "You were born with the potential to wield ether."

 Chapter 149: Need something?

    Chapter 149: Need something?Brandon stared at Elize in disbelief after hearing her words.


    A few moments passed as he processed the information, and he lowered his gaze to her lap.


    A soft murmur escaped his lips "So I am just a lab experiment?"


    Hearing this, Elize¡¯s eyes shrank and she hurriedly shook her head "No, no dear..."


    She leaned forward and hugged him in her arms, wrapping her arms around his shoulder. "You are my son..."


    Her hands gently caressed his back tenderly, the way she had done when he was a boy waking from a nightmare. "Even Marzella loved you,"


    "You were never just a subject to her. From the moment she felt your heartbeat inside her womb... you became her everything."


    Brandon¡¯s head dipped slightly as he closed his eyes, feeling the steady rhythm of Elize¡¯s heart beneath her chest.


    "She didn¡¯t just create you to prove something," Elize murmured, her fingers gently brushing his hair back.


    "She wanted you. She cried the first time she held you. I¡¯ve never seen her cry like that... not in all the years I knew her."


    Elize pulled back slightly, cupping his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her eyes "She gave you everything, Kael. She risked everything. And I... I have never thought of you as anything other than my son."


    Her lips trembled faintly. "You are mine, Brandon Kael. No experiment, no bloodline will ever change that."


    He leaned forward and buried his face in the crook of her neck, his arms wrapping around her back.


    For a long time, neither of them said anything.


    The chill night caressed them and Brandon stayed like that in her arms, relishing the warmth.


    A few minutes passed as Brandon hugged her tightly.


    Elize looked down and saw his steady breathing.


    ¡¯Did he fall asleep?¡¯ she wondered, a soft smile curving her lips.


    She reached up and brushed a few strands of hair from his forehead as her fingers trailed lightly down his temple before pausing to cup his cheek.


    "Well... today must have been a long day for him," she murmured under her breath.


    ¡¯And now, in my arms, he sleeps like the boy I once cradled in those quiet nights so many years ago...¡¯


    As she thought, she turned her head towards a nearby roof in the park ¡¯Now, let¡¯s get this annoying pest out of here.¡¯


    ---


    Several dozen meters away, a woman was sitting like a cat on the tiled rooftop of a two-story building overlooking the park with binoculars in hand.


    Through the high-grade binoculars, she observed the duo on the bench.


    "Hmm..." she hummed to herself. "They¡¯re just... hugging?"


    She adjusted the focus knob slightly.


    "Elizabeth Fleurdys," she whispered under her breath, a touch of awe slipping in.


    "The Fallen Empyrean. The Cradle of Light, the Blade of the Fourth War, the woman who once laid waste to the Skybound Citadel in a single night..."


    She lowered the binoculars briefly and chuckled "Even stripped of her title, she still has that unmistakable aura."


    The woman turned her gaze to the young man in Elize¡¯s arms.


    "The boy, though... he¡¯s different. He has thrown the world into chaos just by existing."


    She raised her binoculars again, adjusting the zoom as she saw Elize.


    "Hmm... she¡¯s pulling away now?"


    Her eyes narrowed with curiosity as Elize carefully leaned Brandon back onto the bench, making sure he was comfortable.


    Elize then stood up slowly, brushing invisible dust from her sleeves.


    The woman looking at them blinked faintly and ELize was gone.


    Wait¡ªwhat?


    The spot by the bench was empty.


    "Huh?" the woman murmured, whipping her binoculars downward to check again.


    "Where¡ª?"


    "Need something?"


    She heard a faint whisper in the rustling breeze of the night.


    The woman jerked violently, nearly dropping her binoculars.


    Spinning on reflex, she reached for the blade strapped to her thigh, but froze as she looked at Elize, who was now standing beside her, barely two feet away.


    Her blonde hair drifted slightly in the night breeze with her one hand resting casually on her hip and the other hanging by her side.


    "W-When did you-?" the woman stammered, heart racing.


    The woman gulped, instantly realizing her mistake.


    "I... I wasn¡¯t here to harm him," the woman ,uttered, raising her hands slowly.


    "I was ordered to watch. That¡¯s all."


    Elize¡¯s expression didn¡¯t change "By who?"


    The woman hesitated.


    "...Classified," the woman muttered.


    Elize took a step forward, and the sound of her shoe touching the rooftop echoed louder than thunder in the agent¡¯s ears.


    "Sweetheart, you don¡¯t have to deal with this in a hard way, do you?"


    The woman¡¯s gaze squinted ¡¯Elizabeth, she should not have any power.. she is just a regular human after her core has been broken.¡¯ S§×arch* The n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ¡¯But her movement just now tells otherwise...¡¯


    ¡¯A powerful artifact? No, even to use artifacts you need ether energy... then how did she?¡¯


    Before she could think any further, she felt her whole world turning upside down.


    Huh? The pain exploded in her mind as a shockwave of compressed air exploded on the rooftop and Elize¡¯s foot slammed directly into her face.


    *THOOM* Her neck twirled back, and her body shot from the rooftop, crashing on the road outside of the park.


    A violent crater appeared beneath her impact site, sending fractured bits of pavement and dirt flying.


    Lampposts flickered from the shock, car alarms screamed in the distance, and dust choked the air.


    "AURGHH!" she screamed in pain as she felt like her entire body was wracked from that one kick.


    Her arms twitched as her legs bent at wrong angles.


    The helmet she was wearing was split into two and her vision swam with blood.


    ¡¯W-What is this? She should have been a normal human, but...¡¯


    "GUAR-"


    Before she could scream further, Elize stomped her foot on her mouth and silenced her "Shhh. Stop screaming, my boy is sleeping..."


    As she muttered, she twisted her foot, breaking the woman¡¯s jaw and teeth.


    Blood erupted from her mouth, pouring down her cheeks, soaking into the dirt and debris around her.


    "Hmm..." Elize murmured as she lifted her foot, watching the woman twitch and gag.


    "You can¡¯t scream anymore."


    For a moment, Elize simply looked at the woman as she struggled to keep herself alive.


    Oh! Elize raised an eyebrow curiously "You are that A-rank woman who recently moved into Solvyrn city, 2 streets away from my residence."


    "What was that alias again? Kara? Kara Lyne?"


    "So you came to spy on Kael?"


    Kara twitched again and blood bubbles leaked from her nose as she tried to suck in air.


    Elize let out a breath and scratched her neck thoughtfully.


    "Did I overdo it...?" she mused aloud, glancing around at the crater.


    "Just one kick. A-ranks really are weak these days."


    She rubbed her chin in thought "If it were years before, A ranks could have taken that kick and still be alive. Maybe you are not an expert in combat... only skilled in spying?"


    Kara tried to reach for her communicator with her one trembling, blood-slicked hand, inching toward the cracked device clipped to her belt.


    Elize sighed.


    Snap.


    With a flick of her finger, the air itself compressed and a sickening crunch rang out as Kara¡¯s wrist snapped backward.


    "GRRRR!" She screamed silently as her throat was already wracked, making her unable to even scream.


    Seeing this, Elize took her mobile and quickly called Charlotte.


    Charlotte who was on her bed, saw her sister calling her.


    She quickly picked it up and spoke "Sister?"


    "Charlotte, you must have some people in Solvyrn city, right? Ask someone to come and pick a pest here. Near the main park."


    Charlotte quickly understood what she is saying and nodded her head "Sure, sister."


    With that, Elize cancelled the call and tucked the mobile back in her pocket.


    At this time, Elize heard some footsteps and turned her head to look at the shadow walking towards her.


    "Honestly? Can¡¯t you keep your ass to yourself and not cause chaos for a while?"


    Ravene walked out of the dark night, stepping closer to Elize with two drinks in her hand.


    Elize shrugged casually "Bitch I was sitting calm for a few years; this one tried to spy on us. So I got no other choice..."


    Ravene looked down at the woman and raised an eyebrow "Did you kill her?"


    As she asked, she tossed one of the beer bottles to her.


    Elize swiftly caught the bottle and twisted it open "Nah, just knocked her unconscious. She is still alive..."


    Ravene smiled dryly "Just knocked her unconscious? She will die if she doesn¡¯t get immediate medical treatment."


    Elize shrugged her arms casually "Don¡¯t worry, someone will come to pick up this lump... come let¡¯s leave. Brandon is in the park."


    Ravene nodded and followed her as they entered the park.


    Meanwhile, outside in the road.


    A black car quickly dashed to the unconscious woman lying on the road.


    "There she is. Quickly take her and put her in."

 Chapter 150: The comfort

    Chapter 150: The comfortThe soft amber glow of the streetlamps spilled across the quiet park path as Elize and Ravene strolled leisurely.


    The distant chirping of insects mixed with the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind.


    In their hands, they had half-finished cans of beer as they walked toward the bench where Brandon lay.


    Ravene took a slow sip of her beer and tilted her head looking at him softly "He looks cute, doesn¡¯t he?"


    Elize, standing beside her nodded her head "He indeed looks cute."


    They stood in silence for a while, drinking the beer.


    Then Elize lifted her can again, took a drink, and let the carbonation slide down her throat before exhaling slowly, "By the way, I told Kael about everything."


    Ravene blinked in confusion "Everything?"


    Elize gave a small nod, "Yeah... about Marzella. The experiments. How she died. The truth behind how he got his powers."


    "Huh?" Ravene turned sharply and grabbed Elize¡¯s wrist, forcing her to look her in the eye.


    "What the hell? Why would you tell him that?"


    Ravene¡¯s voice rose in anger "Now he¡¯s going to think he¡¯s just some... experiment! A damn test subject! You- are you an idiot?"


    Elize glanced down at Brandon again, "He¡¯s a grown-up now, Ravene. Maybe still young, but old enough to face truths. He deserved to know who he is. Where he come from. About his mother. About everything."


    Ravene¡¯s eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched in frustration "No. He doesn¡¯t need to know. Do you even realize what you¡¯ve done?" S§×arch* The n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Elize frowned slightly "He¡¯s stronger than you think."


    "That¡¯s not the point!" Ravene snapped, stepping back and running a hand through her hair.


    "You know how long I¡¯ve worked to protect him from this very pain. The doubt. The identity crisis. The self-loathing that comes when you think you were made... not born."


    Elize looked away "He isn¡¯t a mistake. Neither was Marzella¡¯s choice. What she did... it was out of desperation, yes. Out of obsession. But also out of love."


    "You think he¡¯ll see it that way?" Ravene¡¯s voice dripped with disbelief.


    "You think he¡¯ll hear ¡¯Your mother was trying to create a male who can use ether and you are the test subject for her human trials¡¯ and think, ¡¯Wow, I feel so loved?¡¯"


    She pointed toward Brandon¡¯s sleeping body "That boy already has the weight of the world on his shoulders, Elize. Now you¡¯ve given him even more worries."


    Elize¡¯s shoulders drooped slightly. "I couldn¡¯t keep lying anymore. He¡¯s surrounded by people who know more about him than he does. You think that secret could¡¯ve lasted forever?"


    Ravene was silent for a moment "I would¡¯ve rather he hated us for hiding it... later, than him breaking now."


    The gentle breeze returned, rustling through the trees and Elize stayed silent.


    Ravene finally looked down, shaking her head slowly "If he starts to spiral because of this, I swear-"


    "He won¡¯t," Elize interrupted gently. "He won¡¯t spiral. And if he did, I will there to comfort him."


    Ravene took a deep breath to steady her thoughts and looked at Brandon.


    After a long moment, she took a slow sip of her beer and sighed.


    "Come on, let¡¯s go back to home."


    Throwing the beer bottles in the trash can, they walked to Brandon.


    Ravene slowly crouched beside him and thought of taking him in her arms like a princess.


    As she moved her hands over his shoulders and tried to pick him up, the motion caused his eyelashes to tremble.


    He slowly blinked and looked up at Ravene¡¯s face which was silhoutted by the lamp¡¯s light "Aunt Rave..."


    She smiled dryly "Kael."


    Elize leaned down and patted his head gently "Let¡¯s go home."


    Rubbing his eyes, he slowly stood up "Mm... okay."


    They walked side by side through the night.


    Brandon walked in the middle, still half leaning into Ravene, who kept her arm securely around him.


    Elize kept a gentle pace beside them, occasionally glancing up at the moon.


    The breeze was cool, brushing past them, stirring Brandon¡¯s shirt.


    "Did I sleep long?" Brandon asked with a low yawn.


    "Long enough to make us drink without you," Ravene replied with a chuckle.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow sleepily. "You guys drank?"


    "A bit, Just beer. Nothing heavy. It¡¯s been a long day."


    "Did something happen?" he asked, blinking up at her Elize.


    Ravene and Elize exchanged a glance over his head.


    With a smile, Elize replied "Not really. Just... had a little chat."


    They reached the gate, and Elize opened it quietly. The three of them stepped into the small yard and quickly entered the house.


    Elize stepped out of her shoes and placed them neatly beside the shoe rack before glancing back at Brandon.


    Her fingers reached for his hand "Are you going to sleep now, dear?" she asked softly, brushing her thumb over his palm.


    Brandon gave a sleepy nod, eyes half-lidded and his body is still heavy from the nap at the park.


    "Then let¡¯s sleep together..." Elize said gently, pulling his hand as she guided him down the hallway.


    He reached out with his free arm, looping it around Ravene¡¯s waist and pulling her closer, "Yeah... let¡¯s all sleep together."


    Ravene looked down at him, a fond smile spreading over her lips and her eyes softened "Hmm..." she replied, reaching up to ruffle his hair before letting her arm slide around his back.


    Together, the three of them entered Elize¡¯s bedroom.


    Brandon let go of them and sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, rubbing his face as he yawned.


    Then, slowly, he crawled up onto the bed, turning and sinking into the softness with a content exhale.


    Ravene followed next, slipping in beside him on the left, her long legs brushing gently against his.


    Elize circled to the other side and lay down behind him, the bed shifting slightly with her weight.


    They moved closer, their bodies instinctively gravitating toward him.


    Elize pulled the quilt up, tucking them all beneath it.


    Brandon shifted slightly, lying on his side with his back to Elize.


    From behind, Elize wrapped her arms gently around him and her chin came to rest lightly against his shoulder "Is it comfortable, Kael?"


    Brandon nodded faintly, his body relaxing more with every second.


    "Mm, It¡¯s nice..."


    From the front, Ravene reached out and cradled his face with one hand, her thumb brushing lightly against his cheek.


    She leaned in, her breath brushing against his lips, and whispered, "Good night, Kael."


    Then, without hesitation, she pressed a soft kiss to his lips.


    Elize, still holding him from behind, gave an amused hum. "Stealing kisses while I¡¯m right here, Ravene?"


    Ravene however, didn¡¯t mind her words and continued sucking on his lips and he quietly reciprocated the kiss.


    Elize¡¯s eyes quivered as she saw Brandon moving even closer to Ravene, hugging her in his arms.


    Her hand curled under the quilt as she saw them making out and she realized that he is still gravitating towards Ravene.


    She just sighed and closed her eyes to sleep.

 Chapter 151: It鈥檚 no big deal

    Chapter 151: It¡¯s no big dealThe chilling shower washed over his body as Brandon stood under the shower.


    The water flowed down his body, tracing the contours of his back, shoulders, and arms before gathering at his feet and spiraling into the drain.


    His mind spiraled in thought as he thought about the things he heard from Elize yesterday.


    Marzella.


    The experiments.


    The truth of his origin.


    He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to control his thoughts.


    Moments later, he opened his eyes and tilted his head back, allowing the last few moments of the shower to wash over his face one final time before he reached for the knob and turned it off.


    Brandon stepped out of the glass shower, droplets still clinging to his skin. He reached for the towel hanging nearby and wrapped it loosely around his waist, the fabric soaking up the water.


    As he came out of the shower glass, he looked at Ravene standing beside the sink with a towel in her hand.


    "Ravene."


    "Come here, let me dry you."


    He walked over, and she stepped closer, raising the towel and gently pressing it against his shoulders.


    She dried his hair first, ruffling it gently with the towel as she stood on her toes slightly to reach.


    "Hold still,"


    Brandon stood patiently and a faint smile appeared on his lips as he watched her focus.


    Ravene stepped back slightly, lowering the towel to his arms.


    She glided the fabric along his biceps, tracing the lean muscles with care.


    The towel moved to his chest, and she pressed it against his skin, wiping away the water that still clung to him.


    She stepped back, her eyes flicking over him before she knelt slightly, lowering the towel to his thighs.


    "Careful down there," Brandon teased, as he caught her glance.


    His hand reached out, resting lightly on her head, his fingers threading through her hair in a gentle, affectionate pat.


    Ravene looked up at him, her smile widening as she pressed the towel a little firmer against his thigh, rubbing in slow circles. "What? I¡¯m just being thorough,"


    Hearing this, Brandon was amused and removed the towel from his waist.


    His dick directly came into her view and he moved her head to his dick "Clean here too, please."


    Placing the towel down, she raised both of her hands to hold the cock in her palm "Hm.. I will clean here too."


    ---


    Brandon rushed down the stairs and as he rounded the corner into the kitchen, his eyes immediately landed on Elize, her back turned to him as she stood at the sink, sleeves rolled up with her hands immersed in warm water as she rinsed the dishes.


    The soft clink of porcelain and the gentle rush of running water filled the space, accompanied by the hum of a nearby kettle warming on the stove.


    He stepped forward without hesitation and wrapped his arms around her from behind, his cheek gently brushing her shoulder as he murmured, "Aunt Elize."


    Elize paused and asmile bloomed on her lips as she leaned back into his embrace "Kael..."


    She glanced over her shoulder and saw the Academy uniform he was wearing.


    "Oh," she said, turning a little to face him more directly, "already dressed for the Academy."


    Brandon nodded with a smile. "Yeah, I¡¯m leaving early today. I didn¡¯t want to miss the review before the exams."


    He leaned forward and gave her cheek a deep kiss, his hand still resting on her waist. "See you later, Aunt Elize."


    But just as he was about to pull away, Elize turned quickly and caught his wrist, her fingers wrapping around it with gentle urgency.


    "Wait, Kael," she muttered in a soft tone.


    He blinked and turned his head to her, confusion fluttering across his face "Hm?"


    She hesitated for a moment.


    Then, slowly, she stepped in and leaned toward him.


    Her movements were hesitant, as though second-guessing herself even as her heart pushed her forward.


    Her lips brushed against his lips in a soft peck... just a gentle kiss.


    Brandon blinked as if his brain hadn¡¯t quite caught up with what had just happened and his heartbeat quickened.


    "...Aunt Elize?"


    Elize¡¯s cheeks flushed pink, but she quickly covered it with a light laugh and reached up to ruffle his hair, deflecting his reaction with the air of casual familiarity.


    "What? Why are you acting like that? I usually kiss your cheek; now it¡¯s your lips. Just a little peck. We¡¯re so close, it¡¯s no big deal," she said with a teasing smile.


    Brandon snapped out of his daze and slowly nodded, "Yeah... sure... then..."


    He leaned forward again and Elize was a bit taken aback.


    But as he moved his lips closer to hers, she instinctively closed her eyes for the kiss.


    His lips touched hers again and he instantly felt the soft texture of her red cherry lips.


    As he slowly pulled back, he looked into her beautiful blonde eyes.


    "I¡¯m leaving now," he said gently, giving her a soft look.


    Elize¡¯s gaze lowered slightly "Hm. Good luck on your exams."


    He gave her a nod and quickly stepped out of the kitchen.


    The moment the front door closed, a sharp breath escaped from Elize¡¯s lips.


    She gripped the edge of the sink tightly, her entire body trembling as though the breath she had been holding finally gave out.


    "Haa... Haa..." she panted, her legs nearly giving in under her.


    She stumbled back, pressing her palms against the edge of the counter, her towel falling from her hand into the sink with a quiet splash.


    Her face was flushed a deep, burning red... ears, cheeks, even the base of her throat blushing with heat.


    She brought one trembling hand up to her face, pressing her palm against her forehead, then dragging it down until it covered her mouth.


    "...What the hell... why did I do that?" she whispered in disbelief.


    She stared blankly at the counter before her, the soap bubbles slowly draining away down the sink.


    "I kissed him..." she muttered to herself, "I actually kissed him..."


    Her knees buckled slightly, and she slid down against the counter until she was sitting on the floor.


    "...I¡¯m such an idiot."


    But in that moment she felt something that she hadn¡¯t felt in years.


    A comfort. A joy.


    A kind of closeness that filled the hollow part of her chest like spring sun after a long, cruel winter.


    And that was exactly what scared her.


    "...What the hell am I doing?" she whispered again, closing her eyes and curling further into herself, lost in the haze of tangled feelings and the growing realization that the lines she had drawn between guardian and boy... had quietly begun to blur.


    And once blurred... they would never be the same again.


    At this time, Ravene entered the kitchen and was dumbfounded to see Elize sitting on the floor "The fuck? What are you doing down there? Is the pipe broken or something?"


    Elize looked up at Ravene... Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "...Ravene."

 Chapter 152: Not coming home?

    Chapter 152: Not coming home?Walking through the Academy, Brandon¡¯s mind was still clouded with Elize¡¯s kiss in the morning.


    ¡¯Why did she suddenly kiss me?¡¯


    ¡¯It seemed like a familial love... but...¡¯


    His gaze lowered ¡¯Or maybe did she think I might feel down after learning about my mom and trying to show me that she loves me a lot?¡¯ S§×arch* The novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Elize looked worried last night after she told him everything about Marzella.


    Maybe that kiss... was her way of reassuring him that even if his mother was gone, she would still love him.


    "No, don¡¯t overthink it," he muttered under his breath.


    ¡¯It was just... just her way of showing care. That¡¯s all. She didn¡¯t mean anything else by it. Probably.¡¯


    With a shake of his head, he continued on his way to the classroom.


    ---


    "Mngh...."


    Sitting on Brandon¡¯s lap on the couch, a breathy moan escaped Eira¡¯s lips as he devoured her lips, tasting them.


    She reciprocated the kiss with same passion as she wrapped her arms around his neck.


    "Brandon..."


    She slid her tongue, and he intertwined his tongue with hers as their saliva mingled.


    A soft shiver ran through her as his teeth gently grazed her lower lip before he pulled back, leaving a silvery trail of saliva between their parted mouths.


    Panting softly, Eira tucked her head beneath his chin and nestled into his chest, her body still warm and trembling from the kiss.


    She clung to him as her cheek rested against the fabric of his blazer.


    Brandon¡¯s hands slid downward, his palms resting on her bare thighs where the skirt had ridden up.


    His fingers spread across the softness of her skin, feeling the warmth of her body and the slight tremble in her muscles as he gave her thighs a gentle squeeze.


    Now they are in the private room in the edge of the Academy¡¯s west wing, where advanced students like them were allowed access for rest and study.


    But neither of them came here today for books or peace.


    Eira lifted her face, brushing her lips gently along the edge of his jaw before planting a kiss on his cheek "How was the exam for you?"


    Brandon gave a soft hum and nodded "Hmm... easier than I thought it¡¯d be. Probably because we studied together."


    Hearing this, her gaze softened "I see..."


    She leaned in and kissed the tip of his nose.


    Then, without breaking eye contact, she began to slip off her blazer.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes followed her movements, as she reached for the buttons of her shirt, undoing them one by one.


    The fabric parted, revealing the soft skin of her chest and the delicate lace of her bra.


    Eira¡¯s cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and desire in her eyes as she unhooked the clasp, the bra falling open to reveal her full, rounded breasts, the pink nipples hardening slightly in the cool air.


    Brandon¡¯s smile widened as he leaned forward, his hands sliding up from her thighs to rest on her waist.


    "Eira..." he murmured as he dipped his head, his lips finding one of her nipples with a gentle, teasing suck.


    "Haang~" The warmth of his mouth sent a shiver through her, and she gasped softly, her fingers threading through his hair as he sucked harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak before biting just enough to leave a faint, tingling mark.


    "Mngh..." Eira whimpered, her body arching slightly into his touch as her hands patted his head gently, encouraging him as she let him play with her.


    Brandon¡¯s hands moved to her breasts, his palms cupping their soft weight, his fingers squeezing gently as he kneaded the flesh.


    He sucked on her nipple again, his tongue swirling around it before moving to the other, leaving another faint mark.


    Her fingers tightened in his hair as she pressed herself closer, her thighs squeezing his hips where she sat on his lap.


    "Brandon..." she whispered, her voice trembling with pleasure as his hands squeezed her breasts together, the soft flesh molding to his touch.


    Brandon pulled back slightly, his eyes gleaming with a mix of affection and desire as he looked at her, her breasts flushed and marked faintly from his bites.


    "You¡¯re so beautiful," he murmured as his hands continued to knead her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, coaxing another soft gasp from her.


    He leaned in again, sucking on one nipple while squeezing the other between his fingers.


    Eira¡¯s hands slid down to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his blazer as she clung to him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes feeling heavy with lust.


    He squeezed her breasts together again, sucking on both nipples at once.


    Eira¡¯s head tilted back and her lips parted in a soft moan as she clung to him.


    Pulling back his lips, he muttered "I really want to continue... but we are in the Academy."


    Upon hearing this, she tilted her head with a playful smile "Then, how about we go back to my dorm room."


    ---


    "I see... okay..."


    Ravene lowered the phone from her ear, her thumb hovering for a second before she finally tapped to end the call.


    The screen dimmed, and silence settled in the kitchen.


    She turned to glance at Elize, who was humming softly under her breath with her sleeves rolled up as she prepared coffee for Brandon when he returns.


    "Elize..." Ravene hesitated.


    The older woman turned her head slightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Hm?"


    "Kael¡¯s not coming home tonight," Ravene said, leaning slightly against the wall. "He¡¯s... staying over with a friend."


    There was a brief pause as Elize poured the hot water into the coffee press, steam curling around her wrist.


    "A friend? A female friend?"


    Ravene winced internally "Yeah... Eira. That Bleaufort girl. He¡¯s staying in her dorm room."


    Huh? Elize raised an eyebrow "In her dorm room?"


    "A man and a woman... alone... in a dorm room?"


    Ravene felt her throat dry out. "I mean... they¡¯re classmates. It¡¯s not that big of a deal, right? Maybe they¡¯re just studying or-"


    But Elize was already walking away from the counter, muttering under her breath. "That Bleaufort girl... That little vixen... First she draged him all the way to meet her mother without even telling us, and now she¡¯s taking him into her room overnight?"


    She turned toward Ravene and her eyes narrowed. "Does she think we¡¯re stupid? This is clearly a calculated move."


    Ravene opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She couldn¡¯t exactly deny it.


    She can¡¯t exactly say that they are in a harem relationship with Brandon.


    "I-I wonder too..." Ravene muttered weakly, scratching her neck and glancing off to the side.


    Elize narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her. "What do you mean you wonder? You¡¯ve been around him more than I have."


    "Girls like that... always have an angle. Always playing the long game."


    Ravene coughed into her hand "I mean, she¡¯s not that bad..."


    "Not that bad?" Elize repeated incredulously with her hands on her hips. "She¡¯s seducing our Kael! That¡¯s not ¡¯not bad¡¯!"


    Ravene internally sighed.


    Elize turned back to the counter "He¡¯s still so young. What does he know about women? About manipulation? About all the little tricks they use?"


    Her voice dropped into a mutter again. "Maybe I should call him. Or better yet, go there myself..."


    "That¡¯s really not necessary," Ravene interjected quickly, stepping in before Elize did something dramatic.


    "Kael¡¯s... responsible. I¡¯m sure he¡¯s safe. Besides... he wouldn¡¯t do anything rash."


    Elize¡¯s expression softened only slightly "I just don¡¯t want him to get hurt,"


    "He¡¯s been through so much already. The Church, the pressure, the attention... He doesn¡¯t need some noble girl using him as a pawn."


    Ravene¡¯s heart clenched a little.


    "I get it, Elize," Ravene said softly.


    "But Kael... he¡¯s growing up. And sometimes, we have to let him make his own choices, even if they scare us."


    Elize exhaled deeply, finally releasing her death grip on the counter. She looked away, then down at the half-filled mug of coffee.


    "Doesn¡¯t mean I have to like it," she muttered under her breath.


    Ravene offered a small smile. "Want me to spike your coffee with something stronger?"


    Elize gave a short laugh, though it was more bitter than amused "At this point, maybe. What¡¯s next? He¡¯s going to tell me he¡¯s dating multiple girls or something?"


    Hearing this, Ravene stiffened like a board and her eyes widened.


    Elize turned toward her suspiciously. "Wait... why did you just freeze up?"


    "Me? Freeze up? No, I was just... startled by the sudden accuracy of that wild guess," Ravene said, forcing a nervous laugh.


    Elize narrowed her eyes. "Ravene."


    Ravene coughed "W-Want me to finish the coffee for you?"


    "No. Sit down. We¡¯re going to have a talk."


    Ravene slowly backed away, "Okay, okay, but... maybe after a cup of coffee? For all of us?"


    Elize¡¯s gaze narrowed further and she pointed to the floor "I said sit down."


    Hearing her stern tone, Ravene¡¯s body trembled and she quickly sat on the floor "Yes, ma¡¯am."


    Elize crossed her arms across her chest "You damn whore, you are hiding something from me... spill it."


    Ravene: ¨i©n¨i Husband, come help me...

 Chapter 153: Telling the truth?

    Chapter 153: Telling the truth?Ravene gulped hard, sitting cross-legged on the floor like a child being scolded by a strict parent.


    Elize stood with her arms crossed tightly beneath her chest "You damn whore. You¡¯re hiding something from me. Spill it."


    Ravene hesitated, biting her lower lip.


    Her fingers nervously fiddled with the hem of her sleeve.


    She know this moment would come sooner or later, but she had hoped it would be later... very much later.


    "Elize," she said softly, lifting her gaze. "It¡¯s... complicated."


    Elize¡¯s eyes narrowed further "I have time."


    Ravene took a deep breath "Okay... okay... just promise you won¡¯t yell."


    "No."


    That didn¡¯t help.


    But Ravene pressed on, knowing she couldn¡¯t lie her way out of this anymore.


    "The truth is..." she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "it¡¯s not just me who likes Kael."


    Elize tilted her head, "What, are you about to tell me there¡¯s a whole line of girls after him?"


    Ravene looked up at her and her face flushed with embarrassment. "I mean... yes. But more importantly... Eira one of them."


    The room fell completely silent.


    Elize frowned slightly as if she didn¡¯t quite hear that correctly. "She what?"


    Ravene nodded slowly, her heart pounding in her chest "She loves him too."


    Elize¡¯s mouth dropped open slightly "You mean that Bleaufort girl and you both love Kael...?"


    "Yes," Ravene whispered. "We¡¯re both in love with him."


    Elize stared at her in disbelief "And what about him? Did you seduce him into this? Did you and that aristocratic girl team up to toy with his feelings?"


    Ravene shook her head quickly "No! Kael knows. He... he accepted it. He loves both of us too."


    That was the final nail.


    Elize stepped back in utter shock "He... he accepted it?"


    Ravene nodded "We talked about it. A lot. We love him so much, so we decided to share him"


    Elize slowly backed up until she found the counter behind her and leaned on it for support.


    "All this time I thought he was just trying to live a normal life. To focus on himself. But instead... he¡¯s in a harem?"


    "I wouldn¡¯t call it that," Ravene said slowly.


    "It¡¯s not about collecting girls or showing off. It¡¯s about love. The three of us... we care about each other. Deeply."


    Elize covered her mouth with one hand, turning her face away.


    She didn¡¯t speak for a long time.


    "Does he... know how dangerous this could be? The rumors? The backlash? The Church?"


    Ravene stood up slowly, brushing her knees "He knows everything. And he still chose us. That¡¯s the kind of man Kael is."


    Elize lowered her hand and looked at her with pained eyes. "Why didn¡¯t you tell me sooner?"


    Ravene gave a helpless shrug "Because I knew you¡¯d react like this. And because... I wasn¡¯t sure myself."


    "At first, it felt wrong. But now... it feels like the most honest thing I¡¯ve ever felt. I love him, Elize. And I¡¯m not ashamed of it."


    Elize was silent again and she slowly walked to the table before sitting down, resting her hands on her lap.


    She looked up at her, "So what now? Do I just... accept this?"


    Ravene hesitated. "That¡¯s your choice. But... I hope you will. Because he needs all of us. Not just me. Not just Eira. You too."


    Elize stared into the distance and a deep sigh escaped her lips "I need that coffee."


    Ravene blinked, then cracked a nervous smile "I¡¯ll get it started."


    As she turned back to the counter, Elize spoke again, more quietly this time.


    "And Ravene?"


    "Yeah?"


    "...You break his heart, I will kill you."


    Ravene laughed softly under her breath and her shoulders relaxed a bit "I¡¯d deserve it."


    With a shake of her head, Elize spoke "I am still surprised that you love him. I thought you looked at him like a son..."


    With a smile, Ravene replied "I¡¯ve always looked after him. I care about him more than anything. And somewhere along the way, those feelings... they changed."


    "I tried to push them down. But Kael... he¡¯s just... he¡¯s special. He makes you feel like you matter, Elize. Like you¡¯re the only one in the world. I didn¡¯t mean for it to happen, but it did."


    "And when I said my love, he accepted it.. I am more than happy."


    "You are the one who always looked at him like a son. I never did..."


    The blush on Ravene¡¯s face deepened "I always saw him as a potential partner."


    Hearing this, Elize¡¯s gaze squivered ¡¯Only I saw him as a son...¡¯


    At this time, a mobile ringtone echoed in the house and Elize raised her head "That¡¯s my encrypted line. Seems like its Charlotte."


    She stood up and hurriedly walked to her room and opened the desk to take her private mobile used for encrypted calls.


    Looking at Charlotte¡¯s name, she quickly attended the call "Char, did you find it?"


    With a nod, Charlotte spoke "Yeah, the one spying on you was sent by the House Caeles."


    Elize¡¯s eyes condensed upon hearing this "These five Great Houses surely have an eye on Brandon. Should I pay this house a visit?"


    Charlotte shook her head "No, you don¡¯t need to, Big Sister. I will handle this myself."


    "Okay then."


    "And Brandon?" Charlotte asked in a quiet voice "Does he know?"


    Elize replied with a sigh "No. I didn¡¯t tell him. He¡¯s dealing with enough already. The Church, the exams, his... personal entanglements."


    Charlotte hummed softly, thinking of him "Hmm, even the attack on him when he was giving a speech to people in the Church district."


    "I wonder if that is also House Caeles. I will look into it."


    ---


    "Haangh~ Haangh~ Brandon..."


    WIth her face being pressed on the wall, Eira let out throaty moans, feeling Brandon¡¯s dick puddling her insides.


    Brandon grabbed her hip with one hand while his other hand was squeezing her face against the wall as he relentlessly pounded his dick inside her.


    "Haa... Eira."


    His fingers tightly clutched her fruity ass as he ravaged his hot dick deep into her hole, the warmth of her pink pussy melting his hard dick.


    *pakh* *pakh* Eira¡¯s eyes rolled out as she felt her mind flying to heaven and she leaned on the wall flatly.


    He grabbed her thigh and raised it gently before pushing his dick further in.


    Eira¡¯s eyes widened as his dick hit another sweet spot in the position.


    He could feel her cervix arching each time he thrust, and her lips letting out intermittent moans.


    "Aaangh~"


    ¡¯H-He is so rough with me...¡¯


    She stuck out her tongue as his cock continued to poke the spot, making her orgasm instantly.


    Her love juices sprayed down on the floor, but he didn¡¯t mind that and continued to ravage her.


    *pop* Brandon pulled his dick out and grabbed her thighs, rotating her body as her back hit against the wall making her look at him "Eira..."


    Eira raised her legs, wrapping them around his waist and Brandon placed his dick on her dripping pussy.


    *squeach* He pushed it deeper in one push into her squishy hole "Brandon... haanhh-"


    Tightly grabbing her ass cheeks he raised her up and down as his dick slid in and out of her hole, muddling her sense with pleasure.


    *pakh* *pakh* Only flesh-hitting flesh noises echoed through the rooms along with gasps and moans.


    Both of them lost track of time and kept fucking around like rabbits.


    Eira who was new to this world of sex was thoroughly enjoying it.


    Feeling Brandon¡¯s hot cum spreading inside her womb, Eira¡¯s eyelashes fluttered in fulfillment and she looked at Brandon who was hugging her in his arms.


    "Brandon..."


    Brandon gently placed her down, and as her foot touched the cold ground, she felt a shiver run down her spine. S§×ar?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    *pop* As he pulled back his dick, his white cum burst forth from her pussy staining her inner thighs.


    Not being able to stand steady on the floor, she stumbled and fell on his chest "Haah... I am tired."


    Brandon hugged her tightly in her arms and Eira closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of his hug.


    Slowly golden rays filtered through the curtains and Eira slowly turned her head to look at the window.


    "It is.. already morning?"


    Eira blinked her eyes in shock and Brandon who was hugging her chuckled faintly "Seems like we had a lot of sex..."


    Resting her head on his shoulder, Eira gave a nod "Yeah... even I went crazy.. haa..."


    "Do you want to sleep, Eira?"


    With a thoughtful face, Eira shook her head "No Brandon... let¡¯s go and bath..."


    "Mhm..."


    Mumbling under his breath, Brandon gently took her in his arms like a princess and she too, wrapped her arms around his neck tightly.


    ---


    "Haha, stop tickling, idiot."


    Standing inside the shower, Eira laughed as Brandon continued to tickle her.


    "Idiot, I said stop..."


    Brandon however, hugged her closer and placed a kiss on her lips.


    She closed her eyes and melted into the kiss, her hands resting on his shoulders.


    At this time, he heard his phone in the room ringing.


    Eira pulled back from the kiss and frowned slightly. "Maybe your Aunt?"

 Chapter 154: You wretch!

    Chapter 154: You wretch!"Haha, stop tickling, idiot!"


    Eira¡¯s laughter echoed through the shower as warm water poured down from the rainfall showerhead, cascading over their bare bodies.


    "Idiot, I said stop¡ª!"


    But Brandon only smiled, his arms wrapping tighter around her waist. "Nope," he said, pressing his face into the crook of her neck. "You¡¯re too cute when you¡¯re ticklish."


    His lips brushed her skin before he pulled back just enough to kiss her.


    Eira¡¯s flustered annoyance melted instantly as she closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss, her hands resting gently on his shoulders.


    The sound of the water drowned everything else out, until the faint ringing of his phone broke through the haze.


    Brandon paused.


    Eira blinked her eyes open "Is that... your phone?"


    "Yeah," Brandon murmured, pulling away reluctantly.


    The water streamed down his body as he stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist.


    He padded out toward the bedroom, where his phone sat vibrating noisily atop the dresser, its screen flashing with an incoming call.


    He picked it up and squinted.


    "Florence?"


    Inside the bathroom, Eira was dumbfounded.


    "Huh? Mom?" she exclaimed, hurrying out of the shower with droplets still clinging to her skin.


    She grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped it around herself, peeking over Brandon¡¯s shoulder. "Did you just say... Florence?"


    Brandon gave her a sheepish smile, drying his hands "Yup. Florence Bleaufort."


    He sighed, then tapped to accept the call and turned on the loudspeaker "Florence..."


    A smooth, mature voice filled the room instantly "Darling, good morning~"


    "Morning," Brandon replied with a smile.


    Eira¡¯s lips twitched in irritation. "Mom? Seriously? Why is the first thing you do in the morning calling my boyfriend?"


    Florence paused, clearly caught off guard by Eira¡¯s presence "Oh, dear~ You¡¯re there too? Good morning, sweetheart."


    Eira narrowed her eyes, crossing her arms tightly across her towel-covered chest. "We¡¯re bathing, mother. Call us later."


    Florence grinned upon hearing this "Only bathing or is there any other naughty stuff going on?"


    "I hate you," Eira muttered under her breath.


    "No you don¡¯t, sweetpea. You¡¯re just flustered because I¡¯m right." Florence giggled again.


    "Anyway, I wasn¡¯t calling just to tease. Though the fact that I interrupted your post-coital shower is such a happy accident."


    "It wasn¡¯t post-coital!" Eira shouted in embarrassment.


    "It was kind of during," Brandon mumbled.


    Eira turned around and smacked his shoulder, mortified. "Shut up! Don¡¯t admit it!"


    Florence, meanwhile, was having the time of her life "You two are adorable. But I¡¯ll be brief. I just wanted to let you know I¡¯ll be arriving at the Capital tomorrow morning."


    Brandon blinked. "Wait- tomorrow?"


    Eira blinked her eyes in surprise "You¡¯re what?"


    Florence¡¯s tone turned breezy. "I¡¯ve been invited to a banquet hosted by House Caeles which is scheduled for next week."


    "A tiresome event, really, but I decided I would come early and spend some time with my darling daughter and her oh-so-precious boyfriend."


    Eira snatched the phone and replied "Fine. Come. But if you do any inappropriate thing, I will disown you."


    With that, she cancelled the call and placed the phone down.


    Meanwhile, Brandon¡¯s gaze condensed ¡¯House Caeles. It was the same house that sent Seonhwa to spy on church and later asked her to kill the Church¡¯s Acolyte.¡¯


    ¡¯A banquet... hmm.¡¯


    ---


    *THOOOM*


    A deafening thunderclap split the air and the sky itself recoiled as a streak of light tore through the clouds and crashed into the land below.


    The entire mansion estate shook violently.


    Tremors rippled outward like the shockwave of a quake, cracking marble floors and toppling decorative statues.


    The glass windows of the outer halls shattered in unison, raining crystal shards across the courtyard.


    Smoke and dust billowed from the impact zone at the center of the courtyard.


    At the center of the enormous crater and curled debris, Charlotte was standing as her cloak billowed in the faint breeze.


    She lifted her chin and slowly raised her gaze from the crater she had just created beneath her feet.


    *SWOOSH.*


    Figures darted from the shadows of the surrounding buildings.


    Dozens of silhouettes blurred through the corridors and rooftops. S~ea??h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The elite personal guard of the mansion, A-Rank operatives, swarmed toward the impact site.


    Five more figures arrived with breathtaking speed, breaking the sound barrier as they dropped down from above.


    They are the S-Rank enforcers, the highest-ranking guards in the estate.


    But none of them moved.


    They couldn¡¯t.


    An invisible force pressed down on them like the hand of a god.


    The aura that surrounded her itself was suffocating.


    A few dropped to one knee instinctively, unable to breathe properly under the crushing weight of her killing intent.


    Not a single one dared to raise their weapon. Some could barely remain standing.


    A few glanced at one another, unsure if they should retreat or not.


    *WOOSH*


    Two streaks of light tore across the sky and twin trails of gold and silver ether spiraled downward like meteorites as the skies split once more.


    The SS-Rank Twins.


    The twin sisters were legendary across the continent, two of the very few female ether users to achieve SS rank.


    The elder, Augusta, stepped forward first "Charlotte."


    The younger, Lyrzana looked at the A and S rank soldiers and sighed in her heart.


    Charlotte took a step forward and the crater beneath her heels crackled with residual ether as she tilted her head toward the twins.


    "You¡¯re in my way," she said in her usual indifferent voice.


    "Move."


    Augusta raised a single hand to halt the guards behind them "All of you... stand down," she ordered.


    The A-Ranks and S-Ranks didn¡¯t question, and they dropped their weapons in relief.


    Now, there were only three women at the center of the storm.


    Augusta let out a soft exhale "We¡¯re not your enemies. But I will not let you destroy this place unless you give me a damn good reason."


    Charlotte¡¯s eyes narrowed "You¡¯ll get your reason when I drag her out myself."


    There was no need to ask who "her" was.


    Everyone knew.


    With that, she walked past them towards the mansion.


    Lyrzana closed her eyes and sighed softly "We are powerless against her."


    Augusta gave a faint nod as she knew if Charlotte moved, the world should yield for her or burn.


    Charlotte walked through the cracked marble steps leading to the grand entrance of the Caeles mansion.


    With no hesitation, she pushed open the massive twin doors.


    Beyond the entryway, the grand foyer stretched wide.


    Every servant in the hall froze.


    Maids and security agents immediately lowered their gazes or dropped to one knee as Charlotte passed.


    None dared to meet her eyes.


    At the top of the staircase, flanked by twin statues, a woman stood waiting.


    The Matriarch of House Caeles.


    Maerina Vaelis Caeles.


    She had long black hair, and her crimson eyes glimpsed faintly looking at Charlotte.


    Maerina slightly stiffened and looked at the maids and guards "Leave, you all..."


    Everyone hurriedly rushed from there and left them alone.


    Charlotte walked to the couch and sat on it, before crossing her legs.


    Maerina walked downstairs and reached in front of her, sitting on the opposite couch "Miss Charlotte, why all the fuss to come here?"


    She laced her fingers gently in her lap, forcing her tone to remain calm. "If only you had informed me beforehand, I would have welcomed you appropriately. No need for theatrics, surely."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze narrowed and she silently looked at Maerina.


    Maerina closed her eyes for a moment to steady herself, but it did little to calm her rising heartbeat. She was a woman who had ruled a Great House for three decades.


    Yet in front of this younger woman, this untamable creature, she felt fear.


    "Forgive me, Miss Charlotte. i won¡¯t try to spy on him again."


    The moment she lost contact with the spy, she knew she got caught and this was inevitable.


    Maarina looked at Charlotte who was sitting silently and was quite confused ¡¯What happened.¡¯


    The green eyes of Charlotte turned blue, and suddenly a smile appeared on Charlotte¡¯s lips.


    "You wretch, how dare you..."


    Eh? Maerina was dumbfounded by her sudden change in demeanor "Miss Charlotte?"


    Charlotte suddenly stood up from the couch and kicked Maerina in the face.


    "GUAGH."


    Maerina was taken aback and she stumbled back with the couch feeling the pain blooming across her face.


    Her body skidded across the marble floor, crashing against the base of a pillar and a sharp metallic tang filled her mouth as blood spilled from her split lip.


    Dazed, she tried to push herself up.


    But Charlotte was already standing beside her.


    She raised her leg and placed her heel on Maerina¡¯s chest as a cold glint passed through Charlotte¡¯s eyes.


    Maerina¡¯s eyes trembled in fear as she looked at Charlotte¡¯s eyes.


    Her gaze was murderous and oozing with killing intent.


    No, it was worse than that. It was possessive.


    It was the gaze of a woman whose sacred boundary had been violated.


    "My Kael... how dare you sink your filthy little tendrils toward him?"


    Charlotte leaned in closer, her blue eyes glowing softly now, swirling with ether like frozen stars.


    "He¡¯s mine."

 Chapter 155: Don鈥檛 heal

    Chapter 155: Don¡¯t healCharlotte¡¯s heel pressed down harder, and Maerina gasped as the weight over her sternum threatened to crack her bone.


    "My Kael..." Charlotte¡¯s voice was so soft and gentle that it chilled Maerina to her bones.


    "How dare you, filth..."


    Maerina opened her mouth to speak, to plead, but Charlotte didn¡¯t wait.


    CRACK¡ª!


    With a single flicker of her aura, she launched Maerina across the room like a ragdoll.


    The woman¡¯s body smashed into a reinforced stone column with a sickening crunch.


    Decorative crystal fixtures exploded into shards as her back bent against the surface.


    Blood splattered the wall behind her like ink sprayed from a pen.


    "ARGHHHH!!" Maerina slumped to the ground, coughing violently as her internal organs reeled from the impact.


    Her limbs twitched as she struggled and her head throbbed; feeling the taste of blood coating her tongue.


    Maerina attempted to crawl.


    Pride and survival instinct fought a losing battle within her trembling body.


    She reached for the edge of a chair... anything to stabilize herself.


    But Charlotte was already there.


    She grabbed Maerina by the collar of her ruined dress and slammed her headfirst into the floor.


    THOOM


    Marble cracked and the sound echoed through the empty mansion.


    Again.


    THOOM


    And again.


    CRACK


    Blood pooled beneath Maerina¡¯s temple now, smearing across the pristine floor.


    And through it all... Charlotte smiled.


    She tilted her head slightly, strands of her long blonde hair falling across her face.


    "He¡¯s mine," she whispered again, in a dreamy voice as though lost in reverie.


    "He¡¯s mine... he¡¯s mine... mine..."


    With a flick of her hand, she hurled Maerina across the room once more, the older woman crashing into a massive decorative bookshelf.


    Maerina collapsed amid the wreckage and her breathing ragged as she felt liek her bones are being disjointed.


    Yet Charlotte wasn¡¯t done.


    She walked forward, her boots echoing against broken marble and shattered pride... then reached down and lifted Maerina by her arm.


    Maerina¡¯s eyes widened "N-No, wait¡ª!"


    With no warning, no hesitation, Charlotte pulled back and ripped the hand from her shoulder.


    *SPREESH* A horrifying wet pop and crack resounded as flesh tore and bones snapped, followed by an immediate geyser of blood.


    "GUAARGHHH!!" Maerina¡¯s gluttural scream echoed through the entire mansion.


    Her body convulsed violently as she slumped forward, bleeding and her mind was barely able to process the sheer pain.


    Charlotte stared down at the severed arm in her hand and tossed it aside like a bunch of scrap.


    Her smile remained.


    "Do you see now?" she asked, crouching beside Maerina, brushing aside the blood-soaked strands of her black hair gently.


    "Do you understand what happens when you try to probe what¡¯s mine?"


    Maerina didn¡¯t respond.


    She couldn¡¯t.


    Her throat spasmed, gurgling through the torrent of pain.


    Her consciousness fluttered in and out, like a dying flame.


    Charlotte¡¯s fingers gently gripped her chin, lifting her head up to force eye contact.


    "I don¡¯t care about your House," she whispered.


    "I don¡¯t care about you, your status, your schemes. If you look at him again, just look... I¡¯ll take your eyes next. And if you ever think of using another spy... I will hang your headless corpse from your own gates and burn the Caeles name from every ledger in this country."


    Charlotte stood slowly, brushing her bloodied gloves together.


    Her boots clicked once as she stepped closer to Maerina¡¯s twitching, half-conscious body.


    "You have your precious daughter, don¡¯t you?" she asked softly.


    "What¡¯s her name again... Ah yes, Lenessia."


    Maerina stirred violently, her remaining hand clutching her blood-soaked side as her pupils dilated in terror. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Charlotte¡¯s voice deepened, "She just reached S-rank recently. Quite impressive, really."


    Charlotte tilted her head with a mock smile. "It¡¯d be such a waste if her head ended up hanging beside yours on the walls of your manor."


    "G¡ªguargh... argh¡ª!" Maerina wheezed, blood spilling from her lips.


    "D-d¡ªaugh... t-ter..."


    Charlotte¡¯s smile widened ever so slightly, her eyes curving like crescent moons "Hmm. You do love her, then."


    She crouched once more, dragging her finger down the side of Maerina¡¯s bruised and bloodied cheek tenderly.


    "That¡¯s sweet. A shame, really. You should¡¯ve thought of her before trying to worm your way near my Kael."


    Maerina whimpered in the back of her throat.


    Charlotte stood again, her cloak swaying softly behind her "But now that I have your undivided attention. I want to ask you something else."


    She paused mid-step, turning her head slightly, casting a glance over her shoulder.


    "When my cute little Kael was giving his speech in the Church Capital, when he stood before the Empyrean, teh people and the Triarchs like the radiant star he is... was it your people who attacked him?"


    Maerina blinked slowly through the pain and shook her head vigorously in fear.


    Charlotte¡¯s lashes lowered, and her smile grew thinner, "Hmm. No? You better hope you¡¯re telling the truth, Maerina."


    "Because when I find out who it is..."


    She glanced down at the bloodied woman sprawled across the ruined floor.


    But then without saying anything, she turned fully, walking toward the tall arched doors.


    She stopped once more before leaving.


    "Oh, and one more thing," Charlotte said in a casual voice.


    "Never heal your hand."


    "If I ever find out you restored that arm, even a prosthetic... I will come back, and I will rip it off again."


    She tapped her boot gently on the marble tile.


    "That missing arm should remind you of the moment you dared to touch what¡¯s mine and what will happen to you."


    And then, with a final click of her heels, she stepped through the shattered doorway and out into the courtyard.


    Her body rose slowly into the air, and she dashed up to the sky.


    Upward she soared, higher and higher, and from this height, the Caeles estate looked tiny.


    She hovered midair, high above the clouds.


    Her lips parted in a sigh, and the radiant blue glimmer in her eyes faded back to that deep, emerald green.


    "...This cunt," she muttered to herself with a tired click of her tongue.


    ---


    "it¡¯s perfectly ok, come on."


    Eira pulled Brandon¡¯s hand as they walked through the dormitory grounds of the Academy.


    The mid-morning sun filtered through the tree canopy that dotted the Academy¡¯s landscaped dorm spaces, casting warm golden patches on the cobblestone paths.


    The passingby students who live in the dorms were surprised to see the only male ether walking around in female dorm space.


    A wave of gasps and whispers swept through the girls lounging near benches, walking with friends, or peeking out from their room balconies.


    "What is he doing here?"


    "Huh?"


    "It¡¯s the Bleaufort girl."


    "I heard that they are dating..."


    "Ehhh? really?"


    "Well, she is lucky then."


    Eira had a small, proud smile on her face as she walked with Brandon, holding his arm tightly.


    Looking at him, she spoke "During holidays like today, we can spend time in the dorm space here."


    "Like there are sports, games, foods, and everything, sometimes even concerts... and there are also free buses to go to Solvyrn City if you want to. It will be so fun here."


    "Brannnn!?"


    A sudden voice echoed and before Brandon could turn his head, someone sharply tapped his back "What are you doing here, Hahaha."


    Brandon winced slightly in pain and turned to look at the cheerful girl smiling widely "Elena..."


    Elena just grinned and spoke "What? Taking a small walk with your girlfriend?"


    WIth a dry smile, he nodded his head "Yeah..."


    Eira blushed and lowered her head in embarrassment.


    Elena looked at Eira burning face and smirked "Hohh, not hiding it anymore, heh. Sheesh, you two are sickeningly cute."


    She tilted her head and asked "Are you guys going to the Cafeteria to get breakfast?"


    Brandon nodded his head "Yeah..."


    Elena¡¯s smile widened "Then, I am also coming with you... buy me food."


    "Sure, come on."


    "Yahaha, free food."


    ---


    The cafeteria during holiday mornings was a sight to behold.


    Dozens of food stalls lined the walls, staffed by both Academy kitchen staff and contracted chefs.


    The trio stepped inside, immediately met with warmth and the smell of rich food.


    Brandon pulled his mobile from his pants, but before he could approach the ordering kiosk, Elena grabbed his arm and dragged him toward the far-left section, one of the high-end gourmet vendors reserved for students with noble lineage or VIP tokens.


    "Wait, Elena-"


    "We¡¯re going big, Branny boy. You offered, remember?" she muttered as she dragged him forward with surprising strength for someone her size.


    Eira followed with a deadpan stare and a twitch in her eye "You don¡¯t have to bankrupt him in one morning."


    "Oh please, he¡¯s dating you, Bleaufort heiress. I¡¯m sure he¡¯s covered," Elena teased.


    Brandon gave a weak laugh as they arrived at the stall.


    The menu shimmered into view as they approached.


    ¡ªButter-seared Starfish Roe Omelet with Herb Drizzle: 68 Credits


    ¡ªValley Quail Breast with fruit Glaze: 74 Credits


    ¡ªTriple-Crested Pancake Stack with whipped ice milk and candied aetherberries: 82 Credits


    ¡ªRoyal Tealeaf Steeped Broth (heals minor fatigue): 33 Credits per cup


    "Hmm. I¡¯ll take this, this, and two of those pancakes, one to eat now, one to pack for later. And... ooh, tea!"


    Eira, more reserved in her tastes, ordered a plate of smoked eggs with white rice and miso soup.


    After picking up their food trays, the three of them headed to the balcony level of the cafeteria, where long tables and soft-cushioned benches overlooked the courtyards.


    They found a quiet corner near the open railing, with sunlight pouring in and a gentle breeze filtering through enchanted climate wards.


    Elena placed her plate with a big smile "Ahhhh, nothing like the taste of food you didn¡¯t pay for."


    Brandon let out a chuckle and they began to eat their food.

 Chapter 156: A small match!

    Chapter 156: A small match!Soft morning light filtered through the gossamer curtains, casting delicate patterns across the room.


    Amid the tangled covers a woman was lying, the violet strands of her tousled hair fanning out across the pillow.


    One bare leg was poking out from beneath the sheets, her skin bathed in the morning glow.


    A faint murmur escaped her lips as her body stirred.


    She raised her arms and stretched as her spine arched.


    Her shoulders rolled back with the stretch, and she let her arms flop down afterward with a satisfied sigh, blinking slowly at the ceiling.


    Her sleepy violet eyes shimmered faintly with the reflected sunlight.


    She turned her head toward the nightstand and reached out blindly, her fingers brushing against her mobile.


    She brought the phone to her face and pressed the power button with her thumb.


    The lock screen lit up and her gaze softened instantly.


    It was a selfie she took weeks ago with her cheek pressed against a handsome young man, whose lips were caught mid-kiss just below her eye.


    Her eyes are wide and cheeks flushed while his hand is gently cupping her jaw.


    Her thumb lingered on the image as her heart fluttered.


    A quiet smile played on her lips. "...Idiot," she murmured affectionately.


    Then she glanced at the clock in the upper corner of the screen. "Oh, it¡¯s already 8."


    She sat up, sheets slipping down to reveal her bare shoulders and the elegant line of her collarbone.


    The room was a little chilly, and she hugged her arms for a moment before stepping onto the carpet.


    She passed the mirror, glancing at herself without much thought.


    Her violet hair was a mess, and she made a mental note to condition it thoroughly.


    The oversized T-shirt she wore was barely reaching her upper thighs.


    The scent of him still clung faintly to it, and she instinctively pulled the collar closer to her nose for a whiff. It made her smile again.


    At this time, the mobile on her hand vibrated.


    Looking at the screen, she saw that the one who was calling her is her housemaid.


    She picked up the call and muttered "Aunty Akane"


    "Miss Yeon, today I can¡¯t come to your house. My daughter got sick, so..."


    Hearing her words, she too replied in japanese "It¡¯s okay, Aunty. I will take care here; you can take your leave and look after your daughter."


    A little bit later, she lowered the mobile and cancelled the call.


    Looking at the young man¡¯s face on the home screen, she let out a deep sigh "Kael..."


    ---


    A huge group of women was surrounding the volleyball court, looking at the intense match going on right now.


    It¡¯s the usual; as always, women play in the court for fun.


    But today is a special occasion, as the only male awakener is also here playing the game.


    Some were taking photos of him while others were outright taking videos.


    *thud* The ball slammed against the opposite side court and Elena jumped in joy. Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Yosh, another point."


    Brandon was quite surprised and looked at Elena "That was cool..."


    Elena just grinned "I am a pro."


    Their team, just a mix of dorm residents and casual players, had somehow gelled together surprisingly well.


    Elena was leading the offense with high-energy spikes and taunting smirks, while Eira, despite not being as brash, was incredibly sharp in defense and quick on her feet.


    Brandon, meanwhile, was versatile, switching from setting to covering the back whenever needed.


    Eira walked up beside them, adjusting her ponytail "Let¡¯s just make sure we don¡¯t lose focus. Their middle blocker is getting aggressive."


    Brandon nodded "Right. Let¡¯s keep the pressure on."


    On the other side of the net, the opposing team huddled glaring across the court.


    Their captain, a tall girl with spiky blue hair and a fierce gaze, pointed toward Brandon.


    "He¡¯s their weak point," she muttered. "Force him into defense. Push hard on his side."


    As the whistle blew and the ball was served, the next rally began.


    The opposing server launched the ball high, sending it dashing across the net.


    Brandon stepped backward, and bent his knees recieving it with a firm bump. The ball arced high.


    "Setter!" Elena called.


    Brandon who was already moving, met it at the perfect height.


    He jumped and lightly flicked the ball toward Eira at the front.


    Without hesitation, Eira leapt, eyes locked on the descending ball and spiked it across the court.


    THWACK!


    The ball shot downward at a brutal angle, bypassing the block and landing neatly inside the boundary.


    "Point!" the referee called out.


    Elena gave a wolf whistle and nudged Brandon "Look at her! Damn, that was perfect."


    Eira turned with a faint blush and gave them both a thumbs-up.


    A few plays later, it was Brandon¡¯s turn to serve.


    The crowd quieted and dozens of girls leaned in with their cameras poised.


    Brandon tossed the ball up and his eyes narrowed slightly.


    With a smooth leap, he swung his arm in a clean motion, sending the ball flying over the net with sharp, spinning force.


    It curved unexpectedly just before the receiving player could adjust.


    "Ah¡ª!"


    The ball slipped past and hit the floor.


    "Ace!" Elena shouted, grabbing him by the shoulders. "You sneaky bastard, I didn¡¯t know you had a spin serve!"


    Brandon smiling sheepishly. "I, uh, watched some videos before and played for a while in my College days."


    Eira walked to him and hugged him tenderly "That was a nice serve. Next time we can play volleyball with mom and beat her. She is too powerful in badminton."


    With a chuckle, he hugged her back "Sure."


    A few plays continued after that.


    Match point.


    "Let¡¯s finish this," Elena whispered.


    Eira started with a clean serve.


    The ball bounced back quickly, too close to the net... but just enough.


    Brandon rushed forward, leapt higher than expected and instead of hitting, he faked.


    Elena was right behind him, using his feint to leap even higher, slamming the ball down.


    It crashed into the floor with a thunderous boom.


    "Game!"


    Their team burst into cheers.


    Eira hugged Brandon briefly before pulling away, while Elena hopped on his back without warning. "MVP, MVP!" she chanted jokingly.


    The crowd clapped, cheered, and whistled.


    Even girls from the senior dorms were whispering and pointing.


    Some were bold enough to wave at Brandon directly "Hey Kael, nice serve!"


    "Wanna play next time with us?"


    "Take your shirt off next time!"


    Elena groaned and swatted a hand in their direction "Get in line!"


    Eira took Brandon¡¯s hand quietly, "Let¡¯s go get drinks from the stand. I¡¯ll buy you something cold."


    "Thanks," he said softly, smiling at her.


    ---


    The trio walked away from the court together, their shirts clinging slightly to their bodies from sweat.


    The vending machines stood just outside the shaded corner of the recreational center, humming gently.


    There were at least a dozen machines lined up, each one offering chilled drinks, nutrient-packed refreshments, and even flavored energy waters.


    Brandon and Eira reached the machines first, each grabbing a drink, he took a lemon-infused water and Eira took a crisp apple electrolyte drink.


    They walked to a nearby bench, settling down with a shared sigh of relief, the cool bottles sweating in their hands.


    Meanwhile Elena was left standing there, as it was too hard for her to choose.


    "Ugh, why are there so many flavors?"


    Brandon glimpsed at Elena for a moment before wrapping his arm around her shoulder.


    His hand slid lower, fingers brushing over her sweat-soaked jersey before giving her breast a gentle, teasing squeeze.


    "Hmng..." Eira¡¯s eyes widened and a soft gasp escaped her as she turned to him, her bottle nearly slipping from her hand.


    "Brandon?"


    He leaned forward to kiss her "Nothing, you look so sexy with all the sweat... I felt like, we should have sex when we are all sweaty."


    Eira let out a soft chuckle, her initial surprise melting into amusement, though her eyes darted around to ensure no one was watching.


    He again squeezed her breast in his palm, feeling her sweaty jersey molding under his touch.


    She sighed in pleasure "Idiot, stop; sweat stinks, and it¡¯s slippery."


    But he just squeezed her breast and raised his hand before slipping it into her shirt.


    "Brandon!" Eira hushed, her blush deepening as she grabbed his wrist.


    "We¡¯re in public, you lunatic," she whispered, her eyes flicking toward Elena, who was still oblivious, muttering at the vending machine.


    "What if someone sees?"


    He chuckled, leaning closer until his forehead nearly touched hers, his hand still lingering beneath her shirt. "No one¡¯s looking, Eira. And you don¡¯t seem to mind that much."


    His fingers brushed higher, grazing the edge of her sports bra, and he gave another gentle squeeze.


    Eira was taken aback as he slipped his fingers into her sports bra and squeezed her bare breasts.


    "Hnngh~..."


    A soft moan slipped past her lips and he leaned in to whisper "Even your nipples are all sweaty."


    As he spoke, he pinched her nipples tenderly, making her gasp.


    Eira¡¯s grip on his wrist tightened, but she didn¡¯t pull his hand away.


    Instead, she let out a quiet sigh, her body relaxing slightly against the bench. "You¡¯re such a sickening pervert,"


    Her eyes softened as they met his. "Just... behave, okay? At least until we¡¯re somewhere private."


    With one final squeeze, he pulled back his hand and wrapped it around her shoulder "As my dear says, then."


    With a giggle, she pecked his lips "Dumbass."


    A bit later, Elena came back with hot coffee in her hand "Pfft. Weaklings. You need something that burns on the way down to get the real post-game high."


    "Muhahahaha."


    Brandon: -_-


    Eira: -_-

 Chapter 157: A small encounter

    Chapter 157: A small encounter*vroom*


    The low hum of the car¡¯s engine faded into silence as Brandon pulled into the garage, his body still lightly glistening with sweat from the volleyball match.


    He opened the door and stepped out, as the cooler air of the early evening greeted his skin.


    He exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck.


    The dusky amber light of the setting sun spilled across the courtyard, brushing over the cobblestones.


    He made his way through the courtyard, pushing open the side door to the house.


    "Aunt Elize?" he called out casually as he stepped in, but there was no answer.


    A frown crept onto his face. "Did they go out...?"


    He sighed and made his way further into the house, instinctively heading toward Elize¡¯s room.


    Pushing the door open with a tired grunt, he stepped inside and stretched his arms high above his head, "First... I need to sit down and cool off."


    He tossed his shirt lazily onto a nearby chair, revealing his toned torso streaked lightly with sweat.


    With slow, tired steps, he made his way toward the bathroom, already imagining the cool splash of water against his face and the blessed relief of rinsing off the heat.


    His hand pushed the door open without a second thought.


    And then-


    He froze.


    Inside, Charlotte was standing with a towel draped over ner neck.


    Droplets of water clung to her shoulders, sliding down her spine as she continued drying her hair.


    The light of the bathroom caught the fine edges of her collarbones, the graceful slope of her neck.


    Brandon¡¯s brain stopped functioning for a moment.


    Charlotte turned her head slightly, strands of hair clinging to her cheek as she looked at him "Brandon?"


    As she turned around, Brandon got a full view of her body.


    Her plump breasts adorned with cute red nipples, her hourglass body and the faint trace of blonde pubic hair near her groin.


    "Ah¡ª!" he finally stammered and his eyes darted up instinctively toward the ceiling as he half-spun around. "Sorry! I didn¡¯t think anyone was...!"


    Charlotte just continued brushing her hair and asked in her usual calm voice "So you just barge into a bathroom without knocking?"


    Letting out a soft sigh, he muttered "Since I called Aunt Elize and she didn¡¯t reply, I thought the house is empty."


    He was unsure whether to apologize again or melt into the floor from embarrassment.


    Brushing her hair, she murmured "I should¡¯ve locked the door, so I¡¯m partially to blame."


    Charlotte¡¯s eyes glowed faintly in blue and she stopped brushing her hair to look at Brandon.


    "That reminds me, Kael, did you get leads on who tried to attack you that day at Church capital."


    Brandon tried to look at her, but his gaze inadvertently fell on her breasts.


    However, he controlled himself to look into her eyes "No big leads; someone has used that woman¡¯s dead body as a puppet..."


    "Our only clue was the black stone inside her and I have told them to research about that."


    His gaze lingered on her abdomen and saw her genesis mark etched on her six packs.


    ¡¯Hot...¡¯


    That was the only thought in his mind as he looked at her.


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze squinted in thought "Black stone? Do you have any pictures of that?"


    "Uh yeah."


    He slid his hand into his pocket and retrieved the mobile.


    Charlotte walked to him, brushing his arm against hers as she looked at his mobile.


    Brandon blinked in surprise and looked at her beautiful neck and her luscious breasts, water trickling down her body.


    But he shook his head and showed her the picture of the stone he found in that woman¡¯s body.


    Charlotte¡¯s eyes narrowed looking at the black crystal in the picture "I see... send that picture to me."


    She raised her hand, patted his shoulder "I will look into that."


    Hearing this, he smiled faintly and gave a nod.


    Charlotte walked back to the side and took her underwear.


    Raising her legs one after another, she gently put on her blue panties.


    Then, she reached for a matching blue bra, the straps dangling loosely as she positioned it over her breasts, her fingers deftly clasping the hook behind her back.


    She adjusted the bra, smoothing the straps over her shoulders and took the towel to leave the room.


    She walked past him, but stopped "Your are sweaty... go and bathe."


    Nodding his head, he replied "Hmm, yeah."


    The door closed behind him, and a yellow glint passed through Charlotte¡¯s eyes.


    She raised her hand and clutched her neck, crushing it slightly "Don¡¯t you ever try to touch my Kael..."


    ---


    As Brandon sank into the soft cushions of the living room couch, the creak of the front door echoed through the house.


    He leaned back, a small sigh escaping his lips, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to him.


    "Oh, Kael... you¡¯re back,"


    He lifted his head just in time to see Elize stepping inside, followed closely by Ravene.


    Ravene¡¯s gaze softened the moment she saw him.


    The weariness in her posture melted away, replaced with a glow of tenderness and she quickly reached him, sitting on his lap.


    "Dear," she whispered tenderly.


    She leaned forward to kiss him and he reciprocated the kiss, sucking on her lips sweetly.


    Looking at them, Elize forced a small smile "Kael, I will go and prepare something for you to drink." she said with a nod before disappearing into the kitchen.


    Brandon turned his attention back to Ravene, his hands finding her hips before sliding lower to rest on her ass.


    His fingers pressed gently, squeezing through the soft fabric of her skirt, and he felt her shift slightly in his lap, a quiet hum of escaping her lips.


    "Did you enjoy your day with Eira?"


    He squeezed her ass and nodded his head "Hm, it was very fun."


    Ravene giggled, her cheeks brushing his as she leaned into his neck.


    Her lips grazed the side of his neck, and she inhaled deeply, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur "Good to hear that, Haa. You smell fucking nice, dear. I can masturbate just to your smell."


    She took another soft inhale of his scent "Yeah, next time... give me your underwear; I can put it in my collection of masturbation."


    Brandon smiled dryly and looked at her "You might be a bigger pervert than me."


    She licked her lips and murmured "It just feels so good to masturbate to you."


    With a grin, she leaned forward to kiss his cheek "Anyway, Husband... I will go and freshen up. I am quite tired after all of the shopping."


    He nodded his head and she got down from his lap.


    As she stood, he couldn¡¯t resist the impulse and raised his hand, delivering a playful spank to her ass before his fingers lingered, giving her cheeks a tender squeeze.


    Ravene gasped in surprise and then she huffed "Naughty Husband," she scolded, turning to shoot him a look.


    Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she swatted at his hand.


    With a final, teasing glance over her shoulder, she walked toward the hallway, her hips swaying just enough to make him chuckle as she disappeared around the corner.


    Brandon stretched, his muscles still faintly sore from the volleyball match, and stood up, the couch creaking softly beneath him.


    Curious, he went to the kitchen to check on Elize.


    Elize stood there with her back to him, her silhouette framed by the soft steam rising from the pot.


    Her hair was still slightly disheveled from her day out, a few strands escaping her bun, and she hummed softly to herself.


    He approached quietly, a smile tugging at his lips as he slid up behind her.


    Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her gently against his chest in a warm hug.


    His cheek pressed against hers as his jaw brushed her soft skin, and he felt her relax into him, her body molding to his with an easy familiarity.


    Elize giggled and her hand rose to caress his cheek, her gentle fingers playing with his cheek "Kael..."


    He tightened his hug, nuzzling his cheek against hers, "I saw that Charlotte¡¯s back," he said, as he rested his chin lightly on her shoulder.


    His hands rested comfortably on her hips, his fingers tracing idle patterns through the fabric of her blouse.


    Elize sighed as she leaned back into his arms. "Hmm, she had a little free time, so she came by,"


    Her hand lingered on his cheek, her thumb brushing gently against his jaw as she tilted her head to glance at him "It¡¯s nice to have her around, even if it¡¯s just for a bit."


    Brandon¡¯s lips curved into a faint smile, and he reached up, his fingers gently grasping her chin.


    He tilted her head toward him, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment.


    Then he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a soft, tender kiss.


    "Eh?" Elize¡¯s eyes widened but then she remembered what she did yesterday and melted into the kiss as she closed her eyes.


    Her lips moved against his, returning the affection of the kiss.


    Her hand slid from his cheek to the back of his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair as she leaned into him.


    She unconsciously sucked on his lips ¡¯It was supposed to be a small peck... to show that we are close like a family. But when did it become a genuine kiss?¡¯


    He pulled back slowly, his lips lingering near hers for a moment before he nuzzled deeper into the crook of her neck, "Aunt Elize..." he murmured, carrying a weight of affection that made her heart skip.


    His arms tightened around her, pulling her closer, and he buried his face against her neck, inhaling the faint scent of her.


    Elize¡¯s breath hitched, and she let out a soft, happy sigh, her body relaxing fully in his arms.


    In that moment, in his arms, she felt she was his favourite and he loves her more than Ravene.


    Her hand slid down to rest on his arm, her fingers squeezing gently as she savored the closeness.


    "You¡¯re too much, Kael,"


    She turned slightly in his arms, just enough to meet his gaze, "Sneaking up on me like this... what¡¯s gotten into you?"


    Brandon chuckled, his lips brushing her neck in a fleeting, teasing kiss before he pulled back to look at her. "Just felt like it," he said, his hands still resting on her hips.


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    Her cheeks flushed faintly, and she shook her head, though the smile on her lips betrayed her delight. "Flatterer," she murmured, but her hand lingered on his arm, as if reluctant to break the contact.


    She turned back to the stove, stirring the milk with a wooden spoon.


    The pot on the stove bubbled softly, the milk sending up curls of steam that mingled with the kitchen¡¯s warm light.


    Brandon¡¯s arms remained loosely around her, his chin resting on her shoulder as he watched her work. "What¡¯s this for, anyway?" he asked as he nodded toward the pot.


    "Hot chocolate," Elize muttered as she glanced at him.


    "Figured you and Ravene could use something sweet after your day. And Charlotte, too."


    Brandon¡¯s smile widened "You¡¯re too good to us, Aunt Elize. But don¡¯t think I¡¯m letting you do all the work. I¡¯ll help with the mugs."


    She laughed and swatted at his arm playfully. "Oh, now you¡¯re helpful? Go on, then, grab the cocoa powder from the pantry. And maybe some marshmallows, if we¡¯ve got any left."


    He grinned, reluctantly stepping back from the hug but not before pressing one last kiss to her cheek, "Yes, ma¡¯am,"


    Elize watched him go, her hand lingering where his had been, a quiet smile playing on her lips as she turned back to the stove.


    Her eyes darkened slightly "Hmm, I am his favorite..."

 Chapter 158: Hot chocolate

    Chapter 158: Hot chocolateThe pot on the stove bubbled gently, sending up curls of steam.


    Elize stood by the counter as she stirred the milk, her hair still slightly askew from her day out, a few strands framing her face.


    Brandon returned from the pantry, a tin of cocoa powder in one hand and a small bag of marshmallows in the other as he set them down beside her.


    "Found the goods," he said as he leaned against the counter.


    He reached for the bag of marshmallows, tearing it open and plucking one out.


    He held it up before popping it into his mouth, his smile widening as he caught her eye.


    "Thief," Elize teased, swatting at his arm lightly.


    But her smile betrayed her, and she didn¡¯t pull away when he leaned in, his lips brushing her cheek in a quick, affectionate kiss.


    The gesture was soft, almost casual and she turned her head slightly, her cheek grazing his cheek in return.


    His hand rested comfortably on her hip, his fingers tracing idle patterns through her blouse as he watched her measure out the cocoa powder.


    She handed him a spoon, "Here, make yourself useful. Stir this while I add the cocoa."


    He took the spoon, stepping closer to the stove and stirring the milk, his arm brushing hers as they stood side by side.


    The milk swirled gently as it warmed, and Brandon couldn¡¯t resist leaning in again, pressing another quick kiss to her cheek.


    This one lingered a little longer, his lips warm against her skin, and Elize¡¯s breath hitched, her cheeks flushing faintly as she tried to focus on measuring out the cocoa.


    "Kael, you¡¯re supposed to be helping, not distracting me." But she leaned into him, her body relaxing against his as she sprinkled the cocoa into the pot.


    "I¡¯m multitasking," he said in a teasingtone as he gave the milk another stir.


    He reached for the bag of marshmallows again, this time scooping a handful and holding one up to her lips. "Here."


    She rolled her eyes but obliged, parting her lips to let him pop the marshmallow into her mouth.


    Her lips brushed his fingers as she took it, and she chewed slowly.


    "Not bad," she said, her voice muffled around the marshmallow.


    He laughed, his arm tightening around her waist as he leaned in, nuzzling his cheek against hers.


    He dipped his fingers into the cocoa powder tin, the fine powder clinging to his skin, and before she could protest, he smeared a small streak of it across her cheek.


    "Kael!" Elize gasped, swatting at his hand as she laughed.


    "You¡¯re making a mess!" She reached for a dish towel, but he caught her wrist gently, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together.


    "Hold on," he said, his voice dropping to a low murmur.


    He leaned in, his lips brushing the cocoa streak on her cheek in a soft kiss, cleaning it away with a teasing flick of his tongue. "There. All better."


    Elize¡¯s flush deepened, her heart skipping as she met his gaze, her eyes softening with a mix of affection and exasperation.


    "You¡¯re impossible,"


    She reached for the cocoa tin, dipping her own fingers into the powder and smearing a small dab across his nose.


    "Two can play at that game."


    Brandon blinked, caught off guard, then burst into laughter.


    He grabbed another pinch of cocoa and held it up threateningly.


    But instead of smearing it on her, he brought his fingers to her lips, the cocoa dusting his fingertips. "Here, try this."


    Elize hesitated, her eyes narrowing playfully, but she leaned forward, her lips parting as she took his fingers into her mouth.


    Her tongue brushed against his skin, sucking gently to clean the cocoa away.


    The taste of chocolate lingered and it was rich and bittersweet.


    She pulled back slowly, her lips curving into a faint, knowing smile as she licked the last traces of cocoa from her lips.


    His hand slid to her waist again, pulling her closer as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.


    She let out a soft sigh, her hands resting on his chest as she leaned into the kiss, her body melting against his.


    Her fingers curled into his shirt as the pot on the stove continued to bubble.


    They worked together, Brandon stirring the pot while Elize added a pinch of sugar and a dash of vanilla.


    With a playful smile, she sprinkled some cocoa on his shirt.


    "Careful," he teased, catching her wrist and pulling her close again, his arms wrapping around her in a full hug.


    His lips found her neck this time, pressing a soft, open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive skin just below her ear, and she shivered, her hands tightening on his shoulders.


    "Kael," she murmured in an exaggerated voice, "we¡¯re supposed to be making hot chocolate, not... whatever this is."


    But she tilted her head, giving him better access, her body betraying her words as she pressed closer, savoring the warmth of his hug.


    He chuckled as he pulled back just enough to meet her gaze.


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    He reached for the marshmallows again, popping one into his mouth before offering her another.


    The hot chocolate was nearly done now and Brandon ladled it into mugs as she dropped marshmallows into each one, the white puffs melting slightly into the dark liquid.


    They clinked their mugs together and took their first sips.


    Tasting the hot chocolate, Elize nodded her head "Nice, it tastes great.Just the right balance of sweet and chocolatey."


    Brandon nodded his head and took another sip "Yep."


    He looked at her and spoke "By the way, Aunt Elize... I want to ask about Charlotte."


    Hm? Elize raised an eyebrow curiously "What about her?"


    Brandon hesitated, his fingers tapping lightly against the mug as he gathered his thoughts.


    With a soft sigh, he muttered, "Sometimes, she acts... weird."


    He paused, glancing at Elize "I mean, in the past, she always hated me. Called me names, gave me those looks like I was some kind of pest. But nowadays..."


    He trailed off, his brow furrowing slightly. "She seems to like me, or at least she doesn¡¯t call me a loser or whatever anymore. She¡¯s mostly... indifferent, I guess."


    Upon hearing this, Elize was startled ¡¯Did he also realized that she has multiple personalities?¡¯


    With a smile, she shook her head "Nothing like that, she has always been indifferent and she always loved you. She never hated you."


    Brandon gave a blank look "Aunt Elize, you know very well how many times she has called me names and looked at me with a disgusting glare or mocked me."


    Elize could only smile dryly "I am telling you, she is just shy... she really loves her little brother. She always had a hard time showing how she feels."


    He shook his head helplessly "Haa... Well whatever, I like the current relationship. At least I can hold a conversation with her."


    "Earlier, I entered the bathroom while she was changing. Expected her to be angry, but she seemed like she didn¡¯t mind that."


    Elize narrowed her eyes slightly "Hmm..."


    As they were drinking, a bit later Charlotte appeared in the kitchen doorway, her hair still damp from her shower, now tied back in a loose ponytail.


    She wore the dark shirt and blue underwear she¡¯d slipped into earlier "I can smell Hot chocolate..."


    Brandon raised his head to look at her and spoke "Yeah, we are preparing it. Plenty left if you want some."


    Charlotte nodded and walked over to take a mug from the cabinet and she poured some hot chocolate into the mug.


    And then left the kitchen silently.


    Elize couldn¡¯t help but giggle "No matter what, Charlotte loves sweet a lot. When she was young, she had a sweet tooth."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle and wrapped his arm around Elize¡¯s shoulder before pulling her closer.


    ---


    Brandon entered his room and was surprised to look at Ravene going through his clothes in the wardrobe.


    "Aunt Rave?"


    Ravene turned her head and smiled "Kael..."


    He walked to her and saw the opened wardrobe "Do you need my t-shirts, dear?"


    She shook her head and muttered "No, I am looking for your used underwear."


    Brandon blinked "What?"


    She opened the lower rack "See" she said, gesturing to the clothes with a pout.


    "These are all washed, and some are brand new. Don¡¯t you have any used underwear?"


    Brandon facepalmed, a helpless laugh escaping him as he let out a long sigh "Is that your concern?" he said, shaking his head.


    "The only used underwear I¡¯ve got is the one I¡¯m wearing right now. The others are either washed or probably still wet from the laundry."


    Ravene¡¯s eyes lit up, and before he could react, she dropped to her knees in front of him with a speed that caught him off guard.


    Her hands reached for the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down with a yank. "Then give me that,"


    "Wait... wait!" Brandon protested, his hands flailing for a moment as he tried to stop her, but her enthusiasm was relentless.


    She pulled his shorts and underwear down in one swift motion, the fabric pooling around his ankles.


    He let out a resigned sigh as he relented, lifting one leg, then the other, to let her pull the underwear freely.


    Ravene held the used underwear in her hands, her fingers clutching the fabric as she brought it to her nose, inhaling deeply.


    A euphoric look crossed her face as she murmured, "Nice smell..."


    Brandon shook his head, a dry smile spreading across his face as he reached for the wardrobe, grabbing a clean pair of underwear from the stack.


    "You¡¯re something else, Rave,"


    But before he could step into the fresh pair, Ravene grabbed his hand, her grip firm and playful.


    "Not so fast," she said, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur as she pushed him backward, guiding him to the edge of the bed.


    "Let me thank you for giving me that."


    As she spoke, she tied her hair into a ponytail and looked at his semi hard dick.


    Brandon was dumbfounded "Rave, Aunt Elize and Charlotte are here."


    Ravene just smiled "Charlotte went outside and Elize is busy preparing dinner. Just one shot..."


    Her fingers wrapped gently around his dick and she leaned in, her nose brushing against his dick as she inhaled deeply. "Haa... Brandon."


    She let out her tongue, the tip grazing him in a slow, teasing lick that sent a jolt through his body.


    His breath hitched, his hands instinctively gripping the edge of the bed as she continued, coaxing his dick to full hardness.


    With a soft sigh, he patted her head "You are a trouble."

 Chapter 159: Her arrival

    Chapter 159: Her arrivalClosing his bedroom door behind him, Brandon stretched his arms above his head, his muscles loosening with a satisfying pull as he stepped into the living room.


    They already had dinner a while ago.


    Walking to the living room, he looked at Elize sitting on the couch and sipping on a beer.


    In the soft light of the room, she looked beautiful with few strands of her hair falling to her face.


    "Aunt Elize..."


    Elize turned her head and smiled gently, patting the space beside her on the couch "Want to give me company?" S~ea??h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Sure..." Brandon replied, grabbing a can of beer from the small cooler on the coffee table.


    The metal was cold against his palm, and he flicked open the tab with a satisfying hiss.


    He settled onto the couch beside her, close enough that their shoulders brushed as he took his first sip.


    Elize glanced at him, her lips curving into a soft smile as she watched him settle in. "Is Ravene asleep?"


    Brandon nodded, pulling the can from his lips with a soft exhale. "Haa... yeah,"


    She leaned a little closer, resting her hand on his shoulder "Mhm, I see."


    Brandon¡¯s smile softened, and he turned slightly to face her, his knee brushing hers as he shifted on the couch.


    He leaned closer, his shoulder pressing against hers, and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his lips brushing her cheekbone before pulling back.


    Elize¡¯s breath hitched, a soft laugh escaping her as she turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement "Kael, you¡¯re going to make me spill my beer,"


    She reached up, her fingers brushing his jaw lightly, as she pinched his cheek.


    "Not my fault you¡¯re so distracting," Brandon murmured as he set his beer can on the coffee table.


    He turned to face her fully as he pressed another kiss to her cheek.


    Elize let out a soft sigh, her eyes half-closing as she leaned into him, forgetting the beer on her lap "Darling..." she murmured and tilted her head, letting him cuddle even better.


    Brandon¡¯s hand moved to her waist, pulling her gently closer as he kissed her cheek again, his lips trailing to her jaw.


    He smiled and his hand tightened on her waist as he pulled her into a loose, comfortable hug, their bodies pressed together on the couch.


    Elize laughed softly, her hand sliding up to tangle in his hair, "Mhmm.. Kael."


    She looked into his eyes, her fingers playing with the strands of his hair "Don¡¯t you have exams tomorrow?"


    Brandon shook his head, a lazy grin spreading across his face as he leaned into her touch, his cheek brushing hers briefly. "Nope, the day after tomorrow,"


    He picked up the drink again and began to sip it.


    She also took her drink and they slowly began to sip it in silence.


    She leaned closer and her voice dropped to a soft murmur "Want to sleep with me tonight?"


    His gaze softened and he gave a nod "Hmm.. sure."


    He reached out, his hand finding hers as his fingers intertwined with hers.


    Elize¡¯s smile widened, and she squeezed his hand. "Good," she said, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.


    ---


    *vroom*


    The sleek black car roared down the highway.


    The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow across the asphalt, the light glinting off the car¡¯s polished surface as it sliced through the wind.


    Brandon sat in the driver¡¯s seat with his hands steady on the wheel as he maneuvered the car easily.


    The wind tousled his hair, a few strands falling across his forehead, and a small, contented smile played on his lips.


    Meanwhile, Eira was sitting on his lap with her legs curled up, hugging him tightly.


    Her hair, loose and slightly windswept, tickled his neck as she leaned in, her lips brushing his skin with kisses.


    She started at the curve of his jaw before moving to his neck.


    Brandon¡¯s smiled, his eyes flicking down to her for a moment before returning to the road. "Are you getting horny again? We had sex for a whole night a day ago."


    Giggling, she shook her head, her hair brushing his cheek. "No, no... I¡¯m just tasting my boyfriend."


    She let out her tongue, licking his cheek in slow motion and her lips curled into a grin as she pulled back to meet his gaze.


    "You¡¯re gonna make it real hard to focus on driving, you know." His free hand slid to her waist, his fingers brushing the curve of her hip through her dress.


    Eira¡¯s grin widened, and she nuzzled his neck, her lips brushing the sensitive skin just below his ear.


    "Gosh, you are so cute..." she murmured as she pressed another kiss to his neck, her tongue darting out to tease the spot with a quick lick.


    Brandon chuckled, shaking his head as he navigated a gentle curve in the road.


    His hand slid from her waist to her thigh, and he pressed a quick kiss to the top of her head, his lips brushing her hair.


    Brandon¡¯s hand tightened on her thigh, his fingers digging in lightly as he fought to keep his focus on the road.


    "Damn it..."


    "Hahaha." Eira giggled, seeing him struggling to keep his focus on the road and falling for her flirtations.


    "Just you wait, once we are back home... another restless night for you."


    She cupped his cheeks and rolled her palms, squeezing his face "That won¡¯t do, tomorrow we have an exam, so we have to sleep."


    "Ugh."


    "Hahaha."


    ---


    Parking the car in the parking lot, Brandon and Eira stepped out of the car.


    Looking at her mobile, Eira hummed thoughtfully "Hmm.. seems like Mom¡¯s plane has already landed."


    Brandon nodded, closing the car door with a soft thud and locking it with a beep of the key fob.


    "Guess we better hurry, then," He reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering for a moment on her cheek.


    She blushed faintly and took his hand as they walked hand in hand through the parking lot.


    They made their way to the VIP receiving area.


    Brandon and Eira found a spot near the entrance, sitting on the wooden bench.


    Eira leaned her head against his shoulder, her hair tickling his neck, and he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer


    They waited for a while, and a few minutes later, Florence appeared.


    Looking at Brandon and Eira, she smiled brightly and rushed to them.


    With a smile, Eira stepped forward but pushing her away, Florence hugged Brandon tightly "Oh my dear son-in-law, I missed youuuu~~"


    Brandon laughed as he returned the hug, his hands resting on her back. "Missed you too, Florence,"


    Eira¡¯s lips twitched and she turned to look at her mother "You damn bitch. You got him for last weekend. Fuck you mean you missed him?"


    Florence pulled back from Brandon, her hands lingering on his shoulders as she turned to Eira and her smile widened into a teasing grin. "Oh, darling, don¡¯t be jealous,"


    She reached out, pulling Eira into a quick, one-armed hug. "I had to greet my favorite son-in-law first. You know how it is."


    Eira huffed, swatting at her mother¡¯s arm, "Favorite son-in-law, my ass. I¡¯m your daughter, Mom. You¡¯re supposed to hug me first."


    She leaned into Brandon, her arm slipping around his waist "And you too, idiot, don¡¯t just sway away for her flirtations."


    Brandon smiled dryly "Anyway, let¡¯s leave."


    The three of them stepped out into the parking lot and Brandon took the key fob from his pocket, pressing the button with a soft beep that unlocked the black car.


    Florence hurriedly walked to the car and pulled open the door before sitting in the front passenger seat.


    Brandon shook his head, a helpless chuckle escaping him as he rounded the car to the driver¡¯s side. "Figures."


    Eira paused by the car, her eyes narrowing as she looked at her mother, now comfortably ensconced in the front seat.


    Looking at Eira, Florence gasped in surprise "Oh my, dear... front seats are full. You can take the back seat."


    Eira stared at her mother "As if I would, bitch."


    She walked to the driver¡¯s seat and opened the door.


    Without hesitation, she kicked off her white sneakers and bent down, scooping them up, before tossing them onto Florence¡¯s lap.


    "Hold these," she said as she showed her middle finger to her mother "Hmph."


    Florence blinked, her eyes widening in surprise as she looked down at the sneakers in her lap, then back at Eira, "Oh, you little minx,"


    Eira turned her attention to Brandon, her eyes softening as she climbed into the car, sliding onto his lap.


    Her bare feet tucked to one side, her toes brushing his pants, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders


    Florence¡¯s eyebrows twitched "Fine, you win this time..."


    With a chuckle, Brandon started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.


    As they continued driving through the highway, Eira glanced at Florence "What is the reason for the House Caeleus arranging a party anyway?"


    "Did something good happen for them?"


    With a nod, Florence spoke "Hm, her daughter has reached S rank, so she is throwing a party."


    Brandon¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly "I also got an invitation."


    Eh? Eira blinked in surprise and looked at him "You too?"


    Florence tilted her head slightly "So the Herald of the Church also received an invitation."


    Eira¡¯s lips parted slightly in realization "Ah, I often forget that you are the damn Herald. My boyfriend is super powerful."


    Hearing this, Florence just giggled "Are you attending it, Brandon?"


    "Yep."


    "Then we can go there together, dear. Hehehe..."


    "OH SHIT! THEN I AM ALSO COMING! I CAN¡¯T LET HER BE ALONE WITH YOU."

 Chapter 160: Preparing for exams

    Chapter 160: Preparing for exams"Haa... Haa..."


    Brandon was sitting naked on his bed while Eira was sitting on his lap riding his cock.


    His hands tightened on her ass, his fingers kneading the soft curves as he lifted her hips, slamming her down again making her grunt in pleasure.


    "Brandon.. Brandon..."


    He leaned forward, his lips finding her breast, his tongue swirling around her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.


    She hugged his head and his lips found her other breast as she guide her hips.


    Eira¡¯s arms wrapped tighter around his head, her fingers digging into his hair as she pressed herself closer, her body trembling with each deep thrust.


    "Brandon... oh god..."


    Her thighs trembling as she leaned back slightly, her hands sliding to his chest "Etheric science... quick, what¡¯s... the basic principle of the Ether?"


    Brandon¡¯s head tipped back as a throaty laugh escaped his lips "The Ether... it¡¯s the... underlying medium... for all energy interactions... in the universe.


    Eira moaned, her fingers digging into his chest "Good... good boy," she gasped, and closed her eyes for a moment enjoying the sensation of his dick hitting deep inside her.


    "What about... etheric ruptures? What... causes them?" She leaned down, kissing his jaw, her lips trailing to his neck as she let out her tongue, licking the sensitive skin.


    "Ugh." Brandon groaned, his hands tightening on her hips, as he tried to focus, the pleasure making it hard to think.


    "Ruptures... fuck, Eira..." he muttered and tilted his head as she kissed his neck, her teeth grazing his skin.


    "They¡¯re caused by... destabilized energy fields... when the Ether¡¯s balance is disrupted... like from... high-energy tech or... ether overload."


    He thrust up hard, slamming into her and her body arched against him, making her moan even louder.


    "Fuck... yes," Eira moaned as she hugged his head again, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer to her breast.


    "One more... what¡¯s... the primary effect of... a stabilized etheric field?" Her voice was breathy, her lips brushing his ear as she licked his earlobe.


    "Stabilized field... it... enhances energy transfer... makes tech more efficient... or... ether skills stronger."


    "Anghh~~"


    Eira cried out and her body trembled as she clung to him, her pussy clenching around his cock, the pleasure pushing her over the edge.


    "Fuck... Brandon..." she moaned, as she orgasmed, her body shuddering against him.


    "You¡¯re... going to do great tomorrow," she murmured, her lips brushing his collarbone in a tender kiss.


    Brandon chuckled, his hands sliding to her back, his fingers tracing the curve of her spine as he held her close "Yeah, before that, let¡¯s have more sex."


    Her hands rested on his shoulders, her fingers digging in lightly as she caught her breath, her body still humming with the lingering heat of their climax.


    Just as Brandon was about to move his hips, the mobile phone on the night stand rang.


    Eira¡¯s eyes fluttered open, her gaze hazy but curious as she leaned over, her body shifting slightly, as she moved against him.


    She reached for the phone, and glanced at the caller ID, a soft smile appearing on her lips as she saw the name.


    Brandon leaned forward, his lips finding her breast, his tongue swirling around her nipple before he sucked it into his mouth.


    His hands slid up her back, tracing the curve of her spine, holding her close as he savored the taste of her skin and the faint salt of her sweat mingling with the warmth of her body.


    Eira let out a soft gasp, her free hand trailing to his hair, patting his head gently as she answered the call "Sister Ravene..." she murmured, her fingers tangling in his hair as she tugged lightly, encouraging his touch.


    On the other end, Ravene¡¯s giggled "Eira, where¡¯s my dear Husband."


    Eira glanced down at Brandon, "He¡¯s... busy sucking on my breasts. Haa... also, I just had an orgasm. Is something important, Sister Ravene?"


    Ravene laughed as she rolled onto her side on her bed "Oh, you two. Sounds like you¡¯re having all the fun without me."


    She paused, her tone softening as she asked, "Did he eat dinner, though? I mean, before you became his... dessert."


    Eira nodded as she leaned back slightly, her hand sliding to Brandon¡¯s cheek, her thumb brushing his jaw as he pulled back from her breast, his lips leaving a glistening trail of saliva on her nipple.


    "Yeah, he did. Now he¡¯s... eating dessert."


    Ravene couldn¡¯t hold back her laughter, "Put the call on speaker, will you? I need to talk to my naughty Husband." S§×ar?h the N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Eira nodded, her fingers fumbling with the phone as she tapped the speaker button "It¡¯s on, Sister Ravene,"


    She set the phone on the nightstand, her hands sliding back to Brandon¡¯s shoulders.


    Brandon pulled back from her breast, his lips glistening as he glanced at the phone, "Ravene."


    Ravene let out a soft sigh "Husband, I forgot to tell you, but... Elize knows you¡¯re two-timing."


    Brandon raised an eyebrow in surprise "Hm? Did you tell her, Rave?"


    Ravene sighed as a touch of guilt creept in "Well... she kinda cornered me, I didn¡¯t mean to spill, but she was asking all these questions, and... I told her the truth. That you¡¯re dating both of us."


    She paused, her voice softening further, almost hesitant. "You¡¯re... not mad, are you?"


    Brandon shook his head, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he leaned forward, pressing a quick kiss to Eira¡¯s collarbone, "No, dear, I¡¯m not,"


    "It was bound to happen anyway. Aunt Elize would¡¯ve found out one way or another."


    Ravene¡¯s gaze softened, her lips curving into a relieved smile as she lay back on her bed, "Thank you," she said, her fingers tracing the fabric of the underwear in her hand.


    "If only you were here... I¡¯d thank you properly. Maybe have sex all night. But here I am, left alone, masturbating with your underwear."


    Eira¡¯s cheeks flushed faintly and leaned closer, her voice dropping to a shy murmur as she spoke into the phone. "We could... have a threesome next time, if you want,"


    Ravene let out a hearty laugh and nodded her head "Sure, Eira. But seriously, you two... take care of each other, okay? And Kael, don¡¯t flunk those exams tomorrow."


    Brandon chuckled, his hands sliding to Eira¡¯s hips, giving her a gentle squeeze "No worries, Rave. Eira¡¯s been... helping me study."


    He glanced at her and thrust his dick up slightly, drawing a soft gasp from her lips, her body trembling against him.


    Eira swatted his chest, "You¡¯re awful. Sister Rave, don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve got him under control," she said into the phone, her tone teasing, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, grounding herself in the warmth of his body.


    Ravene¡¯s giggle came through the speaker, "I bet you do. Alright, I¡¯ll let you two get back to... dessert. Just don¡¯t stay up too late. Love you both."


    Eira¡¯s hands slid to Brandon¡¯s face, cupping his cheeks as she looked at him, "Should we stop or continue?"


    "Let¡¯s continue..."


    ---


    Four days quickly passed-


    Standing on the balcony, Brandon looked at the skies above and the full moon as the soft wind rustled against his skin.


    Callista was standing beside him, looking up at the stars "Was the dinner to your liking, Lord Herald?"


    He nodded his head faintly "Yeah, I liked it..."


    She gazed down at his face and spoke "Is it really okay for you to attend the party. I mean it¡¯s not mandatory for you to attend."


    "And it is also very dangerous..."


    He smiled and glanced at her "That¡¯s why I am bringing you with me, won¡¯t you protect me?"


    She bowed her head and replied "I will protect you with my life..."


    His gaze softened faintly "Alright then, I am going to sleep..."


    Callista nodded, her lips curving into a faint smile. "Have a good night," she said softly.


    Stretching his hand, he made his way to his room.


    He reached into his pocket, feeling the vibration of his phone against his thigh, and pulled it out, the screen casting a soft blue glow across his face.


    Looking at the message from Naevora, he smiled gently.


    Muscles head: I am in ~ 11.05 pm


    He chuckled softly, his thumb hovering over the screen as he typed a quick reply: See you soon.


    ---


    Reaching his room, Brandon opened the door and stepped in before closing it.


    Huh? however, he was dumbfounded to see the butt naked woman sitting on the bed.


    Her black hair clung to her shoulders and scars were etched on her body, with a soft blush on her face.


    Her hands rested on her thighs, fingers trembling slightly, and the flush deepened as she sensed his presence, her breath hitching softly.


    Eh? Brandon blinked in surprise "Seonhwa?"


    The blush on Seonhwa¡¯s face deepened and she lowered her head on the bed, pressing her forehead on the matress "Please let me warm your bed. Use my body at your wish...."


    "I-I don¡¯t mind any kinks you have. I can play along with it."


    Brandon gave her a blank stare ¡¯What?¡¯


    ---


    [A/n: You might have forgotten her. So check Chapters 118, 119, 122]

 Chapter 161: Please have me

    Chapter 161: Please have meLooking at the naked woman, Brandon was dumbfounded "Seonhwa..."


    She raised her head and looked at him before lowering her head.


    His gaze wandered to her plump body, which is marred with scars and luscious breasts with red nipples.


    Her hands rested on her thighs, fingers trembling slightly, and a deep, rosy blush colored her cheeks, spreading down her neck and chest.


    He snapped out of his shock, stepping closer to the edge of the bed "What are you doing, Seonhwa?"


    Seonhwa raised her head slightly, her black eyes meeting his blue eyes for a fleeting moment before dropping again, her blush intensifying to a deep crimson that spread across her chest.


    "I... I want to repay you,"


    "For helping Solbi... for giving me a chance when I... I deserved none."


    Her hands moved restlessly, fingers twisting in the sheets as she forced herself to continue. "You¡¯re the Lord Herald... I have nothing else to offer but... myself."


    With a shake of his head, he sat on the edge of the bed beside her "Hold on, did someone force you to do this?"


    She lifted her head again "No, I am doing this on my own accord. I owe you... everything. You fulfilled your promise by saving Solbi and now she is in a good state, getting high-class treatment."


    Placing a hand on her chest, she muttered "I know I am not like others. I have these ugly scars on my body... but this body is the only thing I can give you."


    As she spoke, she crawled to him and sat beside him "Please have me."


    "Seonhwa," he said softly as he reached out, hesitating before resting a hand on her shoulder.


    "You don¡¯t owe me anything. Not like this."


    She hurriedly shook her head "No, I do. Solbi is good now, so I don¡¯t have to be near her everytime."


    "I want to use my remaining time to serve you..."


    She lowered her gaze to look at her body "Are you repulsive because of these scars?" she asked with a flicker of fear in her eyes as she braced herself for his answer.


    Brandon¡¯s expression softened, and he shook his head "No, No, Seonhwa."


    "Then why..." She moved closer and took his hand, placing it on her breast.


    His fingers sank into her soft flesh and she squeezed his hand, making him feel the softness of her breast.


    He gently retracted his hand and replied "It just feels forced. You are giving yourself to me just because you owe me..."


    "Something about that doesn¡¯t sit well with me and i didn¡¯t help you with that intention."


    "It¡¯s not because of your scars. You are beautiful and a very lovable woman."


    Hearing this, the blush on her face deepened and she lowered her head, murmuring under her breath "Then let me be with you..."


    Hm? He leaned forward as he didn¡¯t hear it clearly "What?"


    Seonhwa took a deep breath, gathering her courage as she lifted her head "Then let me serve you, maybe as your maid. Cleaning your room, your clothes, and bringing food to you. i can do it all."


    He blinked upon hearing this and let out a chuckle "There are already maids-"


    She hurriedly cut him off "I want to be your personal maid then. I want to be close to you and help you in any way I can."


    His gaze narrowed thoughtfully and she looked at him in hopes that he would accept her.


    With a soft sigh, he nodded his head "Alright, we¡¯ll try it. You can be my personal maid... but we¡¯re setting some ground rules."


    He held up a hand, counting off on his fingers. "One, no more offering your body to repay debts. That¡¯s not how this works. Two, you tell me if it¡¯s too much, any of it. Three, you¡¯re not just a maid. You will be part of the family, part of... whatever this mess of a life is."


    Seonhwa¡¯s eyes widened, a soft laugh escaping her as she nodded, her smile growing. "I... I can do that," she said, her voice filled with quiet joy.


    "Thank you, Lord Herald... Master."


    Brandon chuckled before standing up and grabbing a spare blanket from a nearby chair, tossing it to her "Good. Now cover up."


    He stepped toward the wardrobe, pulling out a large sized t-shirt and shorts "Put this on, and we¡¯ll figure out the details tomorrow. You need rest, and so do I."


    Seonhwa caught the blanket and the clothes, clutching them to her chest as she nodded, her smile softening.


    She stood, her bare feet padding softly against the rug, and began to dress, slipping the t-shirt over her head.


    The fabric was loose, draping over her scarred body, the hem falling to her thighs, and she tugged on the shorts, their elastic waistband settling comfortably around her hips.


    The clothes were oversized, giving her a slightly disheveled but endearing appearance, and she smoothed the t-shirt with her hands as she glanced at him.


    "Should I... sleep here, Master?"


    Uh? He shook his head and replied "No need to. You can sleep in your room."


    She hesitated for a bit "But as your personal maid, I should be close to you... so if you allow me, I can sleep on the floor or maybe even on the couch."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but chuckle "You don¡¯t need to go to such extreme lengths. I also need some privacy. So..."


    She nodded her head "I understood, master. I¡¯ll... go to my room, then. But if you need anything... anything at all, just call me." S~ea??h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Hmm."


    Seonhwa hesitated for a moment as she stepped toward the door, the blanket draped over her shoulders like a cape. "Good night, Master."


    ---


    Next day morning, soft light filtered through teh curtains and Brandon slowly blinked his eyes to wake up.


    Turning his head, his gaze fell on Seonhwa, who was kneeling on the floor at the edge of the room.


    She wore the oversized t-shirt and shorts he gave her the night before.


    Her black hair was neatly combed, falling in soft waves over her shoulders, and the scars on her arms and legs were partially visible.


    Her dark eyes sparkled with a quiet warmth, and a soft, genuine smile curved her lips as she met his gaze. "Good morning, Master,"


    Hmm? He rubbed his eyes and slowly got up, sitting on the bed "Morning..."


    Seonhwa hurriedly stood up and rushed to him, before rolling down the blanket from his body and place it at the end of the bed.


    "What time is it?"


    Keeping her smile, she replied "It¡¯s 8.05 in the morning, Master."


    Brandon let out a soft yawn, covering his mouth with the back of his hand as he stood, stretching his body fully, his joints popping faintly as he rolled his shoulders.


    He looked at her and saw that she is still wearing his tshirt and shorts "Maybe we should stitch a maid outfit for you and get some more casual outfits."


    She shook her head and replied "Don¡¯t need to, Master. And do you need coffee or tea?"


    "Coffee..."


    With that, he went into the bathroom to brush and wash his face, while Seonhwa exited the room to get coffee.

 Chapter 162: The day of the party [1]

    Chapter 162: The day of the party [1]Brandon stood in front of the mirror as he adjusted the collar of the tuxedo he was wearing.


    The tailored black tuxedo hugged his broad shoulders and lean frame as he straightened the lapels.


    At this time, the door to his room opened, and he saw Elize stepping in.


    She was stunned to see him in such a formal fit and gasped in surprise "Oh my..."


    She hurriedly took her mobile and snapped some photos "My dear boy looks so handsome."


    Brandon smiled dryly, seeing her antics "Aunt Elize."


    She giggled and gave him a wink "I wonder how many women are going to fall for you today..."


    "Noble women and powerful women will be at the party. All eyes are going to be on you."


    She stepped closer to him and looked at his face "This really suits you."


    Brandon¡¯s smile softened, a warmth spreading through his chest at her words, and he reached out, his hands finding her waist as he pulled her closer. "Thank you,"


    Smiling, she rested her hands on his chest and leaned forward to kiss his lips.


    He reciprocated the kiss, softly sucking on her lower lip as his fingers tightened on her hips.


    Pulling back from the kiss, she looked into his eyes "Be careful there. Always stay beside Charlotte."


    Brandon¡¯s lips curved into a faint smile, and he leaned forward, gently nibbling on her lower lip, making her gasp.


    "Hmm. I will stick with Charlotte, don¡¯t worry."


    She closed her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her as she leaned in for another kiss, her lips brushing his lips.


    Brandon¡¯s hands slid to her lower back, his fingers tracing the curve of her spine through the silk, holding her close as he deepened the kiss.


    She pulled back, her hands sliding to his shoulders "You are going to do fine."


    As he turned to leave, she gave a soft spank on his ass "Aunt Elize?"


    "Hahaha."


    ---


    Stepping out of the room, he walked to the car outside and saw Charlotte waiting for him.


    She looked at him for a moment as he opened the door and sat inside, beside her on the driver¡¯s seat.


    Her gaze wandered to his stylish clothes, and her gaze softened subtly "You look nice."


    Hm? He glanced at her and smiled gently "Thank you."


    Glancing at her clothes he smiled dryly as It¡¯s the usual long cloak with a white shirt underneath and black pants.


    "You also... look very nice."


    She started the engine and placed her hand on the wheel, a small tugging at her lips hearing his compliment.


    "Oh, by the way, we need to pick up someone on our way."


    ---


    Soon, Charlotte stopped the car in front of a large hotel.


    Brandon stepped out of the passenger side, the cool evening air brushing against his skin as he looked at the mobile in his hand ¡¯She should be out by now.¡¯


    At that moment, a woman emerged from the hotel¡¯s revolving doors, wearing a long coat over her clothes, covering her body.


    Eh? Brandon was quite dumbfounded looking at Florence "Florence..."


    The coat¡¯s hem brushed her calves, and her low heels clicked softly against the pavement as she hurried toward him.


    She reached him and hugged him slightly "Let¡¯s go..."


    Brandon nodded, his lips curving into a gentle smile as he moved to the car, opening the back door for her "After you."


    She gently sat in and reached out, grasping his wrist "Come and sit beside me."


    With a nod, he complied, sitting beside her on the back seat.


    Closing the door, Florence smiled and hugged his arm, her fingers curling around his bicep "Did you book a cab? I thought you would come in your car."


    Brandon smiled and replied "No, I didn¡¯t book a cab. I came with my big sister, Charlotte."


    C-Charlotte?


    Florence¡¯s eyes widened in shock, and her whole body stiffened as she slowly turned her head to look at the woman on the front seat.


    "U-Umm..."


    Starting the engine, Charlotte replied, "Florence Bleaufort... nice to meet you."


    Florence¡¯s pulse quickened and she hurriedly nodded her head "Nice to meet you too... Miss."


    She hurriedly retracted her hands from Brandon¡¯s arm and clutched her fingers on her lap "I didn¡¯t expect to see you like this, Miss Charlotte. I have heard a lot about you."


    Brandon was amused, as this is the first time he is seeing Florence acting like a scared cat.


    Florence leaned closer to Brandon and whispered in his ear "You didn¡¯t say you were bringing her."


    With a grin, he whispered back "Didn¡¯t think it was a big deal. Leave that aside, what¡¯s with that coat."


    A faint blush crept onto her cheeks and she replied "My clothes... are a bit revealing, so..."


    Oh? Brandon nodded slowly "I see..."


    The car glided through the city, the streets lined with towering buildings and shimmering lanterns that cast a soft glow


    Florence¡¯s tension eased slightly as she leaned back, her coat slipping further to reveal the deep blue dress beneath, its silk clinging to her curves, the neckline plunging just enough to reveal her deep cleavage.


    ---


    The city¡¯s grand hall stood in front of them glowing under the night.


    Towering columns flanked the entrance, casting a soft glow across the red carpet that unfurled toward the massive double doors.


    Many guests have already arrived to the occasion and every one of them is women.


    Everywhere you turn your head, you can only see rich, influential, noble, and powerful women.


    Charlotte guided the black car to a stop at the edge of the red carpet.


    She turned off the engine and stepped out first.


    After her, Brandon opened the door before stepping out and glanced at Florence.


    She smiled and gently removed the big coat from her shoulders, revealing her plump body as the dress highlighted her curves and supple breasts.


    "Florence..." he murmured in awe, his gaze tracing the curves of her body, the daring cut of the dress, the way the sapphire hue complemented her hair and eyes.


    His gaze softened "You look really great, Florence."


    Florence¡¯s smile widened, a spark of delight in her eyes as she stepped out of the car, her heels clicking against the pavement as she smoothed the gown. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Thought I¡¯d make an impression," she said as she stepped closer and hugged his arm, pulling him closer.


    "You¡¯re not the only one who can turn heads tonight, Herald."


    He let out a soft chuckle "Hmm, let¡¯s see."


    Charlotte¡¯s gaze narrowed slightly "Let¡¯s go."

 Chapter 163: The day of the party [2]

    Chapter 163: The day of the party [2]The grand hall loomed ahead with ornate arches etched in gold, chandelier crystals sparkling from the ceiling and a red carpet stretching wide into the center of the celebration.


    As Brandon stepped forward, Florence remained clinging to his arm, her body brushing against his with each step.


    The deep blue silk of her dress shimmered with each movement, its neckline proudly accentuating the swell of her breasts, and her soft perfume floated in the air, teasing his senses.


    He walked in composed, exuding a quiet confidence as dozens of heads began to turn.


    The trio instantly got everyone¡¯s attention as all heads turned to them in mid conversation.


    "Is that the Herald of the Church?"


    "That¡¯s him... Brandon Kael..."


    "And the woman on his arm... that¡¯s Florence Beaufort, isn¡¯t it?"


    Florence clutched his arm tighter, drawing herself closer to him.


    Her voice was soft, sultry, meant for his ears only "They¡¯re staring at you already... I¡¯m almost jealous."


    Brandon smiled faintly and leaned just a little toward her "They¡¯re staring at both of us, Florence. You came dressed to kill, after all."


    She giggled, her chest brushing against his arm as she leaned into him more openly "Then let them look. You¡¯re mine for the night." sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Behind them, Charlotte walked silently, her long coat flowing gently with her stride.


    She moved with that same cold elegance that had long become her signature.


    Though she made no attempt to interrupt or comment, her eyes flickered briefly toward Florence¡¯s hand, still wrapped possessively around Brandon¡¯s arm.


    Looking at Charlotte everyone gasped, and the whole place went silent for a moment under her presence.


    Florence smiled dryly and whispered "See Miss Charlotte silencing everyone."


    Brandon couldn¡¯t help but smile "Well she is scary."


    Upon hearing this, Florence was amused "Is she like that in the house too?"


    Shaking his head, he replied "Not really. She is a great Big Sister."


    More women approached, powerful nobles and matriarchs dressed in fine dresses.


    But none dared to approach the Herald immediately.


    They watched while some whispered among themselves.


    Florence noticed them, her lips curling into a smirk. "I think I¡¯ve just made myself a target," she whispered.


    "All these women thinking they can pluck the Herald for themselves... but they don¡¯t know this man is for me tonight."


    Brandon laughed softly under his breath, just enough for her to feel it against her temple as he leaned in. "Yep, tonight I am yours. I wonder if that is why you made Eira ditch her plans to come here."


    She blushed faintly and tapped his arm "Don¡¯t talk about other women when you are with me."


    He let out a chuckle and Charlotte walked closer to them.


    "Don¡¯t stray too far from me," she said quietly, her eyes not leaving the crowd.


    Brandon nodded, smiling lightly. "Hmm."


    Together, the trio stepped off the carpet and entered the ballroom, where chandeliers glittered like stars and waitresses glided past carrying trays of drinks.


    Large circular tables draped in silver and white cloth were placed throughout the chamber, each one occupied by dignified women dressed in extravagant gowns, matriarchs of noble bloodlines, magnates of powerful corporations, high-ranking officials from the Government, and more than a few battle-scarred generals.


    It was a gathering of society¡¯s true upper crust, those who ruled in boardrooms and battlefields alike.


    Brandon could feel their stares prickling at his skin but he remained composed.


    Florence looked around in search of empty tables ¡¯Hmm... tables..¡¯


    But before she could finish her thought, the rhythmic echo of hurried footsteps resounded across the marble floor.


    Brandon turned his head to look at the woman walking towards him.


    Her long black hair cascaded down her back, while her crimson eyes locked onto him.


    Her gown was simple yet impeccably tailored, but what stood out more than her refined beauty was that she is missing her left arm.


    Brandon instantly recognized her... Maerina Vaelis Caeles, matriarch of house Caeles.


    Without a word, Maerina slowly lowered herself onto one knee before him, her dress pooling around her.


    A wave of murmurs surged through the ballroom.


    Everyone was dumbfounded to see her suddenly kneel in front of him.


    Florence stiffened beside Brandon, her fingers tightening around his arm in disbelief.


    Brandon too, blinked in surprise ¡¯The fuck?¡¯


    With her remaining arm, Maerina reached out with utmost care and gently took hold of Brandon¡¯s wrist.


    Her fingers were reverent, as if she were afraid to offend him by being too forward.


    She bowed her head and brought his hand toward her lips.


    "It is my pleasure... that the Herald of Divinity has offered his presence at tonight¡¯s humble gathering."


    Then, she pressed her lips delicately to the back of his hand.


    In the ancient customs of noble etiquette, to kiss the hand of a divine emissary was an act of veneration, a symbol of submission not to the man... but to the divine power he represented.


    Brandon¡¯s eyes narrowed ever so slightly, but he did not pull back his hand.


    Slowly, he spoke, "Hmm. Get up."


    Maerina lifted her head, her eyes meeting his for a brief second before she stood.


    She turned her head toward Charlotte, offering her a respectful nod and a smile.


    "Lady Charlotte. It¡¯s been a long time. I¡¯m glad you came."


    Charlotte met her gaze, nodding once.


    Maerina then turned slightly to gesture with her right hand, "Please. Allow me to escort you to your table. It has been prepared especially for your arrival."


    Florence was still stunned, but she recovered enough to show a quick, polite smile as she nodded.


    "Thank you, Lady Caeles," she said, stepping with Brandon as they followed.


    Charlotte walked alongside them, her gaze sweeping the ballroom once more.


    As they moved, women along the path parted instinctively and stared at them.


    They reached a secluded table positioned in a prime spot overlooking the front floor.


    Maerina gestured toward the center chair, which was slightly more designed than the others. "Please, Herald. This seat is yours."


    Brandon looked at it for a moment before giving a small nod.


    He walked to it and sat down, prompting Florence to take the seat beside him, smoothing her dress as she crossed her legs.


    Charlotte settled on the other side of the table, her coat falling open slightly as she reclined on the table.


    Maerina stepped back, bowed her head once more, and took her leave without a word.


    Florence leaned in with a whisper, "Well... you¡¯ve certainly made an entrance."


    Brandon glanced at Maerina¡¯s retreating figure and frowned slightly ¡¯She is the one ordered Seonhwa to kill the acolyte and also spy on the Church...¡¯


    ¡¯But now she is bowing to me.¡¯


    At this time, two women walked to Brandon¡¯s table and he raised his head with a smile "Naevora, Sister Yverine."


    Yverina was wearing a silver gown designed to highlight her toned shoulders, sculpted arms, and ample cleavage without overstepping into crassness.


    While Naevora is wearing her usual tight top and a jacket over it.


    Yverina gave a soft nod while Naevora slid into the empty seat beside Brandon, stretching one leg over the other.


    Her jacket flared slightly as she sat, revealing the tight curve of her waist beneath the top.


    "You brat, causing such a ruckus with just your entrance."


    Brandon rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I didn¡¯t exactly ask Maerina to kneel."


    Florence, sitting to Brandon¡¯s left, stifled a giggle at that, while Charlotte just stayed silent.


    Brandon smiled dryly and looked at her dress.


    Leaning in, he whispered "Is this how you dress to a formal party? Look at Sister Yverine. She actually dressed for the occasion. Are you going to the gym after this?"


    Her lips twitched in annoyance "Shut up, brat. It¡¯s embarrassing to wear some stuff and I am not feminine like that. See, Florence, half of her tits are out. Do you want me to wear something like that?"


    With a slight cough, he muttered "Well I don¡¯t mind if I get to see your tits."


    Her eyebrows twitched in frustration "You darn bastard. Come to the training next time, I will break your bones."


    Florence, to her credit, gave him a knowing smile, her cleavage very much prominent under the deep V of her sapphire dress "Oh, are we discussing me now? Should I cover up? I¡¯d hate to give anyone the wrong idea."


    Brandon chuckled and muttered "No, Florence. You are perfect as it is."


    A faint blush dusted her cheeks "Thank you, sweetheart."


    Charlotte who was silent looked down at her clothes ¡¯Does Kael like when the dress is revealing?¡¯


    She is also not wearing a party dress; she just wore her usual clothes.


    Her gaze flickered to Florence ¡¯And her... seems like she is trying to seduce Kael with her charms.¡¯


    Yveriene sat there silently and took the water to take a sip.


    "Lord Herald."


    Hearing an excited voice, Brandon turned his head and looked at Callista who was walking toward him.


    Brandon showed a warm smile and gestured "Come here, Callista."


    Meanwhile, the people at surrounding tables were quite surprised by the powerful people surrounding Brandon¡¯s table.


    What the hell?

 Chapter 164: The day of the party [3]

    A young waitress, barely older than a student, perhaps just inducted into her role by the host House approached their table.


    She wore the standard servant''s attire for events of this scale: a sleek black uniform with a white collar and a modest skirt that ended just above the knee, with her long hair neatly tied back into a bun.


    In her gloved hands, she carried a polished silver tray.


    Crystal glasses glittered atop it, filled with a pale violet wine, known for its light sweetness.


    A small dish of delicate appetizers accompanied it: thin slices of meat, soft rolls of smoked cheese wrapped in greenleaf, and roasted berries drizzled with honey.


    But her eyes were not on the tray.


    They were locked on Brandon.


    Her steps slowed as she neared, and her breath caught in her throat as she looked at the man.


    Surrounded by some of the most terrifyingly powerful women in the world, he looked completely at ease.


    His raven-black hair framed a youthful yet dignified face, and his black formal suit, though modest compared to the women''s gowns, clung to him with sharp lines.


    There was something magnetic about his presence, something beyond the fact that he is the Herald.


    She felt it in her knees.


    The moment she stepped close, she bowed her head quickly and extended the tray toward the center of the table, her hands trembling slightly despite her best efforts.


    "P-pardon the interruption, honored guests," she said in a soft voice, trying to keep it steady.


    "I''ve brought refreshments, if it pleases you."


    Naevora glanced at her, then at the tray "Ah, good. I was about to chew on the table."


    Florence chuckled lightly and reached for one of the crystal glasses, "Etherblossom wine... this is quality."


    Yverine nodded approvingly as she took a glass with both hands.


    The waitress turned her gaze, hesitantly... toward Brandon.


    "Lord H-Herald. Would you¡­ would you like a drink?"


    Brandon can see that she is too nervous so he offered her a gentle smile, leaning slightly forward in his chair so she wouldn''t have to bend so much.


    "Yes," he said softly, "Thank you."


    He reached out and took a glass from the tray, his fingers brushing ever so slightly against the edge of her glove.


    The moment it happened, she stiffened and her eyes widened in shock.


    For a heartbeat, she didn''t move.


    Brandon raised an eyebrow slightly "Are you alright?"


    "I-!" she straightened instantly, almost spilling the tray. "Yes, Lord Herald! I-I mean, I apologize! I''m just honored, I never thought I would be serving someone like you."


    Naevora gave her a side glance, "You''re shaking like a leaf. First day?"


    The waitress nodded quickly. "Y-Yes, Lady Naevora. I''ve only served at minor noble events."


    Florence, sipping her drink, gave a gentle smile. "You''re doing just fine, dear. No need to be afraid. You''re among polite company."


    The girl gave a nervous chuckle, clearly unsure if that was a joke or not.


    Brandon gave a warm smile to reassure her "You''ve done well. Thank you."


    The girl''s cheeks flushed, and she bowed deeply. "Th-Thank you, Lord Herald."


    As she stepped back, trying not to trip over her own feet, Naevora gave Brandon a sideways smirk.


    "Look at you," she teased under her breath. "You''re turning waitresses into stuttering messes now."


    "She was just nervous," Brandon said, lifting the glass to his lips and taking a sip of the fragrant wine. "It''s a formal event. Not everyone is used to this atmosphere."


    Drinking the wine, he sighed faintly because the flavor of the wine didn''t quite sit on his tongue the way he expected.


    It was pleasant and sweet but it lacked the complexity, the richness that lingered long after the first sip.


    He leaned to Florence and whispered "Florence, the wine you gave me that night was much better..."


    Hearing this, her gaze softened, and she smiled proudly "Ofcourse, it''s the best wine in the world."


    He glimpsed at the wine glass in her hand and realized that she cannot taste the wine.


    She noticed his gaze and gently patted his shoulder "Don''t worry about me, I have already become accustomed to this."


    Naevora noticed Brandon and Florence whispering to each other in the corner of her eye ''Seems like they are very close...''


    Callista who was sitting silently, noticed their interaction too.


    Her eyes flickered to Charlotte who was sipping her drink, but then her gaze narrowed slightly and turned to look at the woman walking toward them.


    Just from the presence, she already knows who it is... another Empyrean.


    Charlotte turned her head to look at the red-haired woman walking towards her "Aveline."


    Behind Aveline Tenebraux, there was another familiar woman with white hair, and beautiful white gown and sharp crimson eyes.


    Brandon instantly recognized her, Clarisse De Valiene, the Academy''s Student body president and the leader of the Council of Seven.


    Clarisse looked at Brandon and smiled faintly "We meet again, Brandon... or should I call you Lord Herald?"


    With a chuckle, Brandon replied "Senior Clarisse, it''s nice to meet you again and you can call me Brandon."


    Clarisse nodded faintly and Brandon glanced at Aveline "Miss Aveline..."


    Aveline placed her hand on Charlotte''s shoulder and replied "Been a long while since I saw you, Brandon. Was it chapter 11 the last time I saw you?"


    He nodded his head and replied "Yeah, good to see you here. Take a seat."


    Aveline nodded her head and both of them took their seats.


    Aveline tapped Charlotte''s shoulder and muttered "Char, your friend is here, can''t you even greet me?" sea??h th§× N??eFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Charlotte looked at Aveline and nodded her head "Mhm."


    With a deep sigh, Aveline took a glass of wine "You are indifferent as ever."


    Clarisse looked around at the table in amusement ''Quite the gathering we have here...''


    The soft hum of conversation in the grand ballroom quieted suddenly.


    All eyes turned to the elevated dais at the head of the room, where a figure is standing under the radiant glow of chandeliers.


    Maerina Caeles.


    Her voice rang across the hall "Ladies and esteemed guests," she began, her gaze sweeping the room, pausing momentarily upon the table where Brandon, Florence, Charlotte, and the others sat.


    "Tonight, we gather not in mere ceremony, but in celebration of potential, legacy¡­ and the future."


    Behind her, a woman is standing with solemn eyes.


    Her black hair was tied in a high ponytail with golden cords, and she wore a regal indigo gown embroidered.


    "This," Maerina continued, gesturing toward the girl, "is my daughter, Ardyn Caeles. In the recent trials of ascension, she not only passed with great etheric synchronization, but she shattered her previous assessment records, earning her the rank of S-Class... a feat few in our generation have accomplished."


    A soft wave of applause swept through the hall.


    Brandon watched as Ardyn stepped forward with grace, bowing her head slightly to the guests.


    Maerina lifted her glass in salute. "To growth. To strength. And to every young soul here tonight who dares to carve their own legend."


    The crowd lifted their glasses in response.


    "To Ardyn!"


    The toast echoed through the ballroom, followed by applause and cheers, and the party resumed.


    Brandon, Florence, Naevora, Charlotte, Callista, Yverine, Aveline and Clarisse continued to drink and eat while the music played in the background.


    Clarisse, who had remained quiet, suddenly turned to Brandon. "She''ll probably come to you," she said simply.


    "Hm?" he blinked.


    "Ardyn," Clarisse muttered, finishing her wine. "You''re the Herald of Divinity. Her mother invited you here specifically. Don''t be surprised if the daughter wants a word. Or a dance."


    He laughed nervously "I''m really hoping no one asks me to dance tonight."


    Aveline raised an eyebrow. "Why not? You look good enough. Honestly, you might be the most eligible bachelor in this entire ballroom. Well, you are the only man in the whole party..."


    "Not surprising because the Noble Houses hate men and even the servants are women here."


    Florence nearly choked on her drink and gave Aveline a deadpan look.


    Aveline looked at her with a smile "Am I wrong? Florence Bleaufort."


    With a sigh, Florence shook her head "No, you are right..."


    Naevora glanced at Brandon and uttered "Are you free tomorrow, Brandon?"


    He looked at her and gave a nod "Yeah, I am."


    She smiled faintly "Then we can go to the dungeon, Yve?"


    Yverine nodded her head and replied "Sure."


    Hearing this, Naevora nodded in satisfaction "Good then."


    Meanwhile, people surrounding the table looked at Brandon''s table because it probably is the most powerful table.


    Three Empyreans, an SS- rank awakener, and a Noble House matriarch are sitting there with the Herald of the Church.


    This alone shows the support for the only male awakener.


    Aveline looked at Charlotte in the corner of her eye ''She called me to the party and made me sit here.''


    ''Now everyone will think I am also in favour of the only male awakener...''


    ''Anyone who wants to make a move against him will hesitate, knowing well that there are already so much power on his side..''


    She glanced at Brandon ''Well I am not really against it. Charlotte is my life savior; this is the least I could do for her.''


    ''I will also stand with this boy...''

 Chapter 165: The day of the party [4]

    As the evening wore on, the wine flowed and the dishes kept coming: delicate cuts of meat, roasted vegetables and pastries filled with rich cream and sweet, spiced fruit.


    Brandon leaned back in his chair, his black tuxedo relaxing slightly as he looked at the spread of food on the table.


    "Brandon..." Naevora muttered as she picked up a delicate roll of smoked cheese wrapped in leaf with its surface glistening with a drizzle of honey.


    "Try this." She held it out to him, her fingers hovering close to his lips.


    "It''s got a kick you might actually like. Unless you''re too fancy for it now, Lord Herald."


    Brandon smiled dryly and leaned forward, accepting the bite directly from her fingers, his teeth grazing the edge of the roll.


    The smoky cheese melted on his tongue, mingling with the sweet honey and a hint of spice, and he chewed slowly, savoring the flavor.


    "That was good."


    She nodded her head and they continued eating.


    Florence sighed in her heart that she can''t share the joy of tasting food with him.


    She continued to eat the food with the bland taste just to fill her stomach.


    Brandon glanced at her and leaned forward to whisper "Are you alright, Florence?"


    Hearing his voice, she looked up to him and replied "It''s ok... I already told you, I am used to this."


    Callista looked at Brandon sandwiched between Naevora and Florence, making it hard for her to approach him.


    ''I should have come to the table earlier for a seat beside him.''


    A few minutes passed by as they completed their meals.


    Naevora is the first one to stand up "Alright then, I am taking my leave. Brandon, see you tomorrow."


    Brandon glanced up at her and nodded "Later."


    With that, Naevora and Yverine left the party.


    Using the chance, Callista moved to sit beside him on the table.


    Brandon gave her a soft smile before continuing with his dessert.


    A few minutes later, Aveline also stood up and patted Charlotte''s shoulder "Char, See you later then."


    Charlotte glanced at her and gave a curt nod.


    Aveline looked at Brandon and spoke with a smile "Brandon, Let''s meet another time."


    With a smile, he nodded his head and glanced at Clarisse "See you later, Senior."


    Clarisse returned a gentle smile, "Until next time, Brandon,"


    The two women stepped away from the tablem, making their way through the grand hall, their heels clicking softly against the marble floor, as they passed under the golden arches and out into the cool night air.


    The parking lot is a sea full of sleek vehicles and Aveline''s car, a streamlined silver sedan waited at the edge of the lot.


    Aveline slid into the driver''s seat, her gown rustling as she settled in, her fingers brushing the leather steering wheel as she started the engine.


    Clarisse took the passenger seat, her white gown pooling around her as she adjusted it.


    Aveline glanced at Clarisse, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, "Clarisse¡­"


    "Hm?" Clarisse turned to look at her, her crimson eyes blinking in surprise "Master?"


    Aveline''s frown deepened, "What do you think of Brandon?"


    Clarisse raised an eyebrow in surprise but quickly recovered and leaned back in her seat, her fingers smoothing the fabric of her gown as she spoke, "He gave me a good first impression,"


    "I admire how he handles everything thrown at him, especially as the only male awakener. That alone takes resilience most wouldn''t have."


    She paused, her lips curving into a faint smile as she continued, "He''s already reached D-rank, which is commendable for someone so young and under such scrutiny. Beyond that¡­ he seems like a sweet guy. Friendly, approachable, always has that sweet smile on his face to lighten the mood."


    Aveline''s amusement grew, her lips curling into a sly smile as she tapped her fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel, "Do you¡­ like this boy, Clarisse?"


    Clarisse''s smile faltered as she shot Aveline a skeptical look "If you''re asking if I love him, no,"


    "Why do you ask, Master? What''s this about?"


    Aveline let out a soft chuckle as she leaned back, her hands now resting loosely on the wheel. "Just wondering about asking his hand in marriage for you,"


    Clarisse''s jaw dropped, her eyes widening in disbelief as a faint blush tinged her cheeks "Master, what the hell are you saying?"


    "He''s younger than me, a junior at the Academy, and I barely know him! You can''t just¡ªmarriage? Seriously?"


    Aveline shrugged as she started the car and pulled out of the parking space, "So what?" she said, her eyes flicking to the road ahead.


    "He''s got looks, status, and talent. And he''s the only male awakener. That''s a rare combination, Clarisse."


    Clarisse facepalmed, her fingers pressing against her forehead as she let out a groan "Master, you¡­" she muttered, her voice trailing off as she shook her head.


    "You''re unbelievable. I''m not looking for a husband."


    Aveline let out a hearty chuckle as she navigated the car through city streets, "Just saying, he''s already got powerful people beside him¡ªCharlotte, Florence, Naevora, even you sitting at his table tonight."


    "I wouldn''t be surprised if he created a faction of his own in the future. A man like that, with that kind of pull¡­ he''s going places."


    Clarisse''s eyes squinted slightly, "If he created a faction, would you join his side?"


    Aveline shrugged and smiled wryly as she glanced at Clarisse, "Of course. If not, Char would beat me to a pulp and drag me into it anyway. Hahaha."


    "Charlotte is his big sister, and I owe her more than I can repay. If she''s in, I''m in. Simple as that."


    "So, if you do fall for him, go for it. Don''t let Charlotte or anyone else scare you off. Life''s too short to hesitate."


    Clarisse rolled her eyes, her blush returning faintly as she shot Aveline a mock glare "Don''t joke with me, Master,"


    "Besides, there are rumors he''s dating the younger heir of the Bleaufort family. Florence''s daughter, apparently. That''s probably why she was glued to his side all night."


    Aveline was amused to hear this "Hoh, that makes sense. Hmm... I see."


    ---


    "Are you sure, Lord Herald?"


    Looking at Callista, Brandon nodded his head "Don''t worry. You can leave.. I will come to Church at a later time."


    "Thank you for coming here for me."


    Hearing this, her gaze softened and happiness flooded her heart "Oh Lord Herald, I would do anything for you... this is just a small task."


    "If you need any help, just tell me. Now then, I will take my leave since Charlotte is here to protect you."


    As she spoke, she glanced at Charlotte out of the corner of her eye and stood up.


    Brandon raised his hand and patted her head, making her blush slightly as she closed her eyes, enjoying the pat.


    As he retracted his hand, she smiled brightly "Well then, I will take my leave too, Lord Herald."


    Soon, she also left the party.


    Brandon glanced at Florence and Charlotte "Then shall we also leave?"


    Florence nodded her head and Charlotte gently stood up "Hm."


    ---


    The three of them walked toward their car parked in the parking lot.


    Charlotte reached the car first, her cloak swaying as she opened the driver''s door.


    Her eyes flickered to Brandon and Florence as she slid into the driver''s seat.


    Brandon opened the back door for Florence, his smile gentle as he gestured for her to enter.


    Florence entered in first and patted the seat beside her "Come here."


    Brandon nodded and sat beside her as he closed the door.


    Florence wasted no time, her body shifting closer to Brandon as she wrapped her hands around his arm from the side, hugging him tightly.


    Her curves pressed against him, the warmth of her body seeping through his tuxedo, and her hair brushed his shoulder as she rested her head against his shoulder.


    "You were amazing tonight," she murmured in a soft voice.


    Brandon''s smile softened, his arm slipping around her shoulders.


    She pulled back slightly as she took her phone, "Let''s take some selfies,"


    Her eyes sparkled as she held her mobile up, "We need to send them to Eira later."


    Brandon smiled dryly and replied "You sure you want me in these? I''m not exactly photogenic after all that wine and food."


    Florence rolled her eyes as she nudged him playfully, "Oh, please. You look good no matter what. Now smile."


    She held the phone up, angling it to capture them both, her head tilting to rest against his, her hair brushing his cheek.


    Florence snapped the first photo and swiped to check the photo.


    Seeing the result, she smiled in satisfaction "Perfect, now let''s take more."


    Charlotte, glancing at them in the rearview mirror, frowned slightly and her green eyes suddenly turned blue.


    ''Too close. Should I kill her?''


    She thoughtfully tapped her fingers on the steering wheel ''Hmm.. But Kael seems to like her presence.''


    ''I already had to deal with his ex-girlfriend and... now this woman too?'' S~ea??h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    ''No, for now let''s just watch...''

 Chapter 166: Good night

    The low hum of the car engine faded into silence as the vehicle glided gently through the rain-soaked streets.


    Raindrops streaked down the window glass like soft trails of tears.


    Brandon sat quietly in the backseat, resting his cheek against his knuckles, watching the scenery pass by in silence.


    His eyes followed a single raindrop as it traced a crooked path down the windowpane before vanishing into the trim.


    Florence was already dropped off at her hotel earlier.


    Now, it was just him and Charlotte, alone again, as the soft lull of rain accompanied them home.


    From the front seat, Charlotte glanced into the rearview mirror "Is it cold?"


    Brandon lifted his gaze from the window, catching her eyes through the mirror and showed a smile "No, it''s alright."


    Charlotte gave a soft hum and said nothing more.


    When they finally reached home, the rain was still falling.


    The garage door opened with a mechanical groan, welcoming them.


    Charlotte shifted the gear into park and stepped out, her heels making soft clicks against the concrete floor.


    Brandon followed a moment later, shutting the door behind him with a muted thunk.


    He turned to her and smiled softly "Good night, Big Sister."


    Charlotte nodded once, "Mhm. Night."


    But before she could step away, Brandon walked to her and gently wrapped his arms around her. S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His warmth pressed against her chest as his hands found her waist, his cheek briefly brushing her shoulder.


    "Thank you for accompanying me tonight," he said quietly, whispering in her ear.


    Charlotte stiffened slightly in his embrace, caught off-guard by the unexpected hug.


    Her hands hovered in the air for a moment in hesitation.


    But after that moment of tension, she sighed and brought her arms up around him.


    Her fingers curled lightly into the back of his coat, resting against the warmth of his shoulder blades.


    It felt... safe.


    Then, just as she began to settle into the hug, Brandon slowly pulled back.


    His face was only inches from hers now, before he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to her cheek.


    It was a simple kiss.


    But for Charlotte, it felt like everything.


    Feeling the softness of his lips against her cheek, Charlotte blinked in surprise and her whole brain short-circuited for a second.


    This is not the first time he kissed her on cheek, he did it once in Chapter 88 and another one right now.


    But for ''her'', this is the first kiss she is getting from Brandon.


    Her ''blue eyes'' trembled as she felt the warmth of his lips against her cheeks and she slowly closed her eyes for a moment, enjoying the moment.


    Pulling back from the kiss, he smiled warmly "Later, Big Sister."


    With that, he stepped out of the garage and walked to the house.


    Meanwhile, Charlotte stood there with closed eyes, thinking about his kiss.


    Her fingers twitched at her sides, like they wanted to reach out, to hold onto that moment for a second longer.


    The blush on her face crept slowly... beginning at her cheeks, then spreading like fire to the tips of her ears and she slowly leaned on the car for support.


    Her eyes turned dark, filled with obsession ''My sweet little Kael kissed me...''


    ''He kissed me...''


    ''He kissed me...''


    ---


    Brandon stepped into the home with some drizzling raindrops on his head.


    He shook his head slightly, sending a few raindrops scattering, and called out softly "Aunt Elize..."


    "Kael?"


    Hearing her voice from her room, he entered the room with a smile.


    Elize stood up from her bed and walked up to him "You are back.."


    She stepped closer, her hands reaching out to cup his face and her fingers were warm against his cold skin as she tilted his head slightly.


    "Seems like you got wet in the rain," she teased, her lips curving into a gentle smile as her thumbs brushed away a stray raindrop from his cheek.


    With a chuckle, he replied "Just a bit. Not much..."


    She ruffled his hair playfully and asked "Did you have dinner there?"


    He nodded his head "Of course, what about you and Aunt Rave?"


    Elize smiled gently "Hmm, we already did and Ravene went to sleep early."


    Brandon''s smile widened, and he nodded faintly, his hands moving to the buttons of his tuxedo as he began to shrug it off, "I see. Then it''s time for sleep, I guess."


    He peeled the jacket off, revealing the crisp white dress shirt beneath, its cuffs slightly wrinkled from the night''s events, and draped the jacket over a nearby chair.


    Elize stepped closer, her hands reaching out to help, her fingers deftly unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt.


    "Yeah, sleep with me, dear,"


    She pulled down the shirt, her hands brushing his arms as she pulled it off, leaving him half naked, revealing his chest and torso.


    "Hmm," Brandon murmured as he crossed to the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of loose shorts.


    He quickly removed his pants and wore the shorts, stretching his arms "Feels good to be out of that suit."


    Elize sat on the edge of the bed, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders "Come here, darling."


    With a nod, he walked to the bed and slipped under the covers.


    Elize lay down beside him, her nightgown rustling as she adjusted the covers and he moved closer to her, hugging her in his arms.


    "Aunt Elize.."


    He tightened his hug, his arms encircling her fully, his chest pressing against hers as he buried his face deeper, his lips brushing the soft skin of her neck "Haa... you are so warm."


    She let out a chuckle and hugged him back "You are like a puppy, Kael. All wet from the rain and still clinging to me."


    He raised his head to look at her face and leaned up to kiss her lips.


    "And here I was thinking, why haven''t you kissed me yet?" She gently closed her eyes and reciprocated the kiss, sucking on his lips tenderly.


    Pulling back from the kiss, she looked into his eyes "Your lips are cold..."


    He glanced down at her soft lips "Not yours."


    With that, he again kissed her, his fingers squeezing her waist.


    Elize''s hands slid to his back, feeling the muscles of his back beneath her fingertips.


    They pulled back again, their foreheads resting together as they looked at each other "Kissing me like that when you''re supposed to be resting."


    He again pecked her lips "You are too warm to resist."


    She giggled and pinched his nose "Nowadays, you are sticking too much to me. You might love me more than Ravene."


    Brandon let out a soft laugh, "Of course, I love my Aunt Elize the most and she is the best in the world."


    Hearing this, her eyes crescented in happiness and she tilted her head playfully "Should I make it even warmer?"


    Hm? He blinked in confusion and she reached out to grab the hem of her nightgown.


    She slowly raised it above her head, letting her big breasts spill in front of him.


    Brandon blinked in surprise, looking at the plump breasts in front of his eyes and the inviting red nipples.


    Elize tugged a strand of her hair behind her ear and threw the nightgown to the floor "Now come on."


    Without hesitation, Brandon buried his face into her boobs and squeezed his face deep into the warm plushies as a contented sigh escaped his lips.


    Elize was a little surprised by his enthusiasm "Oh my, Kael..."


    He cuddled his face and raised his arms, squeezing those breasts into his face.


    "Now this is heaven."


    He tilted his head, his lips brushing the soft skin of her chest as he pressed a kiss to her right breast.


    Elize raised her thigh and wrapped it around his waist, pulling him even closer.


    She looked down at the boy in her hands and her gaze squinted in thought ''The boy I promised to take care of...''


    She had sworn to protect him, to nurture him, to be the family he needed in a world that is way too cruel.


    She remembered Ravene''s words ''I am the one who looks at him like a son? What does he think of me?''


    Looking at him, her thoughts spiraled ''What''s the difference between me and Ravene...?''


    ''We also kiss and cuddle naked like this, just like he does with Ravene.''


    ''But... what do I want?''


    Does she want to be his family? Or does she want more, a love that mirrored Ravene''s, a partnership that transcended the boundaries of their current bond?


    ''Is it... sex?''


    She patted his head ''No, it is his love towards her. he loves me like a family, but he loves her like a wife...''


    Elize''s thoughts quieted, her gaze returning to Brandon and she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, "Sleep well, my darling,"


    Brandon''s arms tightened around her, a faint smile curving his lips as he murmured, "Night, Aunt Elize."


    ---


    Next day, the morning sun filtered through the quiet house.


    Brandon was sitting at the dinner table eating his breakfast as he looked through the messages in his mobile.


    A half-eaten plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and a croissant sat before him, steam rising from a mug of black coffee at his elbow.


    He scrolled through his messages, his thumb brushing the screen as he opened a thread from Naevora, her texts from last night popping up.


    ''Yo, brat, dungeon run tomorrow. Japan. Be ready by morning. Don''t make me drag you.''


    ''This one''s gonna be fun. Yve''s in too.''


    Brandon raised an eyebrow ''A dungeon in Japan...''


    Seeing the word Japan, it reminded him of Yeon, as Florence said she is in Japan right now.


    But he shook his head ''It''s not like I will run into her there.''


    Right?

 Chapter 167: The Japan鈥檚 dungeon [1]

    Looking through the messages, Brandon smiled dryly as he clicked on Han Dhayun''s message.


    ''Woonie, you are coming to my room this week, right?"


    His gaze softened and he quickly replied to her ''Sure, let''s watch that anime together...''


    As he was eating his breakfast, he raised his gaze as he noticed someone walking toward him.


    Looking up, he let out a chuckle "Oh, you finally woke up.."


    Scratching her head, Ravene let out a yawn, stretaching her arm "Good morning.."


    She wore a loose, oversized t-shirt and soft cotton shorts, her bare feet padding quietly against the floor.


    Without hesitation, she gently sat on his lap, her body settling against him as her head leaned onto his shoulder.


    Brandon placed the mobile back on the table and rasted his arms on her waist as she hugged his neck.


    His smile softened, his hazel eyes glinting with affection as he held her.


    "How was the party yesterday?" Ravene asked, her voice muffled against his shoulder.


    He tilted his head, his cheek brushing her hair as he caressed her cheek with his thumb "It went well..."


    She nodded her head and closed her eyes sleepily, snuggling into him.


    He leaned down and placed a kiss on her cheek and she let out a faint, contented sigh, her fingers tightening briefly around his neck.


    At this time, Elize walked to the dinner table from the kitchen and looked at Ravene "Don''t cling to him as the first thing in the morning,"


    "Go and freshen up. Also he is busy today, he has training sessions with Naevora."


    Hearing this, Ravene let out a deep sigh "I also have to go to Laboratory."


    Elize shook her head helplessly and returned back to the kitchen.


    Brandon slowly slipped his fingers into her oversized T-shirt, teasing her belly button and her midriff.


    She giggled in his arms and he slowly raised his hand, reaching her breasts.


    Opening his palm, he softly squeezed her breast, making her sigh softly.


    "Kael..."


    ---


    Sitting inside the plane, Brandon looked through the window, gazing at the clouds they were passing by.


    Naevora is sitting beside him on the seat, while Yverine is in the back compartment, sleeping.


    With a soft hum under her breath, Naevora glanced at him "Brandon, are you in bad terms with House Caeles?"


    Hearing her words, he turned to her and shook his head "No, why do you ask?"


    Naevora frowned slightly "Just thinking about the way she kneeled in front of you and her missing arm."


    "She is the matriarch of one of the Five Great Houses, surely she can get healing elixirs or someone with healing etheric skill to heal her arm."


    "But she didn''t do that. Why is she walking without a hand?"


    Brandon''s gaze lowered and Naevora continued "i also received a message like a week ago that Charlotte visited the House of Caeles."


    "At that time, I thought it might be misinformation."


    "But now that I think back about it, Charlotte must have met her and cut her arm, warning her that she shouldn''t heal it."


    "So, i was wondering if you have any bad blood with House Caeles that Charlotte went to clear it."


    Shaking his head, Brandon replied "No, I am not on bad terms with Caeles house."


    Upon hearing this, Naevora''s eyes narrowed further and she slowly nodded her head "I see."


    Brandon''s thoughts spiraled ''It was because of Charlotte? But she don''t know that the House Caeles people tried to spy on the church and tried to kill Acolyte.''


    ''Maybe, Charlotte personally have some issues with her?''


    ---


    The speed wind current ruffled his hair as Brandon looked down at the broken city landscape below from the opened door of the airplane.


    Yverine jumped from the plane without asking anything, as she is not new to this place.


    Naevora turned to him and spoke "Used to be a city but after the dungeon, it''s not. Come on."


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    Brandon let out a deep sigh "Fuck, I hate this. Atleast a coundown for fucks sake."


    He also didn''t have a choice and jumped after her.


    Wind rushed past his ears in a deafening roar and his stomach turned inside out as the world blurred around him


    *swoosh* Carried by gravity, they soon reached ground level and Naevora shot toward him and grabbed him in her arms before landing on the ground.


    She skidded across cracked concrete with a controlled ether pulse buffering the final impact and a cloud of dust swirled around her boots as they came to a perfect stop.


    "Perfect..." Naevora muttered, looking at the boy in her hands.


    Eh? Brandon blinked in confusion and looked at Yverine who is falling after him ''How.. is she going to land.''


    Yverine had a stoic face and as she closed to the ground level, she raised her leg and kicked off the air.


    *swoosh* *swoosh*


    A shockwave burst around her foot as it connected with the air.


    Her body blurred as she dashed through the air like a blur of yellow energy and in the next instant she blurred out of form, standing on the ground.


    Brandon blinked in surprise. ''What the hell? She can dash in air... Her skill? Wait, no. It is the same technique Naevora taught me. But its advanced.''


    Looking at his surprised face, Naevora spoke "She''s condensing the ether discs into micro-platforms and chaining them with perfect rhythm. You''re still working on standing on one. She''s surfing the wind."


    "You still have a lot to learn."


    Yverina brushed some of the dust from her clothes and looked at Naevora who is carrying Brandon like a child in her arms "Master, let''s move."


    ---


    *slessh*


    The head of the aberrant flew up in the air as Brandon''s dagger sliced through its head.


    Without missing a beat, he twisted on his feet, ducking low as another aberrant swung at him with its cleaver-like arm.


    *woosh* The wind howled above him as the blade whistled through empty air.


    In one fluid motion, he spun behind the creature''s exposed side and drove his other dagger deep into its chest.


    The thick hide cracked under the concentrated force of ether-laced steel.


    "Gyaargh!" The aberrant let out a garbled shriek as Brandon twisted the blade and pulled it back as black blood poured onto the floor.


    The scenery around him looked like a post-apocalyptic city with broken buildings, roads, and cars.


    Another aberrant lunged from the side, opening its mouth widely.


    He stepped into the lunge, pivoting on one heel and letting momentum carry him as he brought both daggers in a wide arc.


    The twin blades slashed through the air, slicing through flesh and bone.


    The creature''s limbs were severed mid-air tumbling lifelessly to the ground before the aberrant itself crumpled, twitching violently as its blood leaked out.


    Looking at it, Brandon let out a soft sigh and gripped the daggers in his palms.


    Another D-rank aberrant shrieked and charged from behind a toppled car, its grotesque limbs scraping sparks as they dragged along the pavement.


    Brandon''s eyes narrowed and he threw one dagger.


    The blade spun end over end and embedded itself deep between the creature''s eyes before it could even reach him.


    *thud* It fell mid-leap, landing in a heap just a few feet away with a wet thump.


    As another trio emerged from the smoke, he dashed forward to retrieve his thrown dagger.


    The nearest aberrant swung downward with a massive arm shaped like a spiked club.


    Brandon skidded under the blow, picked up his dagger in one seamless motion, and slashed upward.


    A diagonal cut ripped through the aberrant''s torso from hip to shoulder, black blood exploding outwards like an oil geyser.


    "GRAARGH!"


    The other two faltered for a second, momentarily taken aback to see the abberant getting killed so easily.


    Brandon dashed forward and rammed one dagger into the base of the first creature''s neck while simultaneously slashing horizontally with the other, severing its spine.


    It collapsed on the ground without a sound.


    The final one attempted to retreat, crawling backward on its limbs.


    Brandon walked forward, his boots splashing through puddles of rain and blood.


    As he lunged, the creature raised an arm to block, but he batted it aside and stabbed both daggers downward.


    The weapons pierced cleanly into its skull, pinning it to the ground like a trophy.


    Naevora sitting on top of a broken car looked at Yverine who was standing beside her "Thoughts?"


    Yverine''s gaze condensed slightly "I realized from the spars I had with him, he is pretty strong for his level and also has good instincts."


    "His dagger techniques are dull as they are very instinctual. But he has power behind his strikes."


    "Also not bad body movements..."


    "He is not afraid of them and is willing to take a fight, which is good."


    "Anyone can fight in a spar but when it comes to a real battlefield, most would hesitate, but he is not like most."


    Naevora smiled dryly and muttered "And he got this good in just around two weeks after his awakening."


    "Now it''s been more than a month, though. Well, with exams and Church stuff he got busy, so..."


    Yverina let out a deep sigh "That''s scary... in just two weeks."


    "I am scared and envious of his talents."


    Naevora let out a chuckle as she leaned back "It won''t take long before he surpasses you."


    Yverine nodded her head "Good. I am also getting tired of fighting my peers."


    She glanced at Brandon and her gaze squinted in thought "He lives up to the hype for being the only male awakener and the Herald."

 Chapter 168: The Japan鈥檚 dungeon [2]

    Brandon stood amidst the bodies, blood pooling at his feet, steaming in the cool drizzle that still fell from the gray skies above.


    His eyes flickered over to the dungeon around him, broken pavement, upturned cars, crumbling storefronts... and then landed on the faint glimmer of etheric signatures forming in the mist ahead.


    "More incoming," he muttered, tightening the grip on his daggers, both of them slicked with black blood.


    A low growl echoed from the hollowed shell of a collapsed mall nearby.


    The ground vibrated and multiple aberrants stepped out after the previous commotion.


    With a sharp breath, he pushed forward as his boots splashed through puddles and rubble.


    The first Aberrant charged directly at him with the ground quaking under its weight.


    Its swung its massive arm horizontally, aiming to cleave Brandon in two.


    But Brandon didn''t meet it head-on.


    He leapt onto the side of an overturned car, then kicked off its frame, flipping sideways just as the abbernt''s limb smashed through the vehicle.


    BOOM!


    Metal shrieked as the car was sent flying, but Brandon had already landed on a cracked median strip behind it.


    Snap!


    A blue rune burst beneath the Aberrant''s feet mid-turn.


    Gravity Vortex.


    The Aberrant''s heavy legs suddenly buckled, the force doubling, then tripling in an instant.


    Its plated knees struck the pavement with a thunderous crunch, unable to rise under the immense pull.


    Brandon charged again and sprinted across the ruined road, then jumped, stepping off a bent light pole midair... and came down with both daggers glowing in his grip.


    SHHHRNK!


    The blades stabbed into the cracks between its bone-plates, and as the creature thrashed, Brandon twisted, pulling one blade and carving a line across its throat.


    *sleesh* Black ether-blood sprayed into the air in a pressurized hiss.


    The Aberrant shrieked as it tried to move but was still locked down by the field.


    Behind him, the others had begun to move.


    The tall, sinewy Aberrant with long limbs lunged low to the ground as it lunged toward him.


    Brandon kicked off the downed beast''s shoulder and launched into a sprint, vaulting over a pile of rubble, then sliding down the sloped hood of another wrecked car.


    The second Aberrant quickly chased after him.


    He waited until it lunged again, then pivoted on the slick surface of the car and leapt sideways onto a broken store awning, grabbing the rusted edge and swinging himself onto the remains of a crumbled balcony above.


    Below, the beast''s head crashed into the car where he had just been.


    Brandon stood on the edge of the concrete balcony, drenched in rain, ether crackling along his arms.


    The second he spotted both long-limbed beasts below-


    Snap.


    Two overlapping blue runes surged under them, double-casting Gravity Vortex.


    The Aberrants twisted in mid-motion trying to break free but they were too late.


    WHAM.


    Both were smashed into the concrete as gravity surged downward.


    One hit a rusted lamppost, snapping it like a twig, while the other screamed as its limbs bent at unnatural angles beneath the pressure.


    Brandon didn''t wait for the scream to stop.


    From above, he gently raised his hand.


    The air cracked.


    CRACK-THRUM!


    Three crimson chains erupted from the broken space around him and plunged downward, each one shrieking as they tore through the air.


    SHUNK! SHUNK! SHUNK!


    One chain pierced straight through a beast''s back, pinning it into the pavement.


    The second wrapped around a thrashing limb and ripped it off.


    The third stabbed through the open jaw of the other Aberrant and burst out the back of its skull.


    The chains sizzled as they snapped back into the ether.


    The creatures below spasmed and stilled while one is twitching weakly; the other already is melting into corrupted sludge.


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    But the last one was faster.


    Brandon turned just as the fire-wreathed Aberrant appeared on the balcony with him in a burst of flame and it raised its arms.


    Boom!


    The creature punched forward and Brandon raised his arms in time, crossing his daggers to block.


    CLANG-KRAK!


    The force of the blow hurled him backwards.


    He smashed through the ruined balcony''s railing and fell... twisting midair to land in a roll across the shattered concrete below.


    His jacket was on fire again and his arm throbbed but his grip on the daggers never loosened.


    As the flaming Aberrant leapt down after him, flames coiled like serpents around its limbs,


    Brandon''s ether surged again and a red glint passed through his eyes as he used Vortex and Crimson Chain simultaneously.


    The Gravity Vortex triggered again beneath the creature as it landed and this time, enhanced with more power as the rune glowed in deep blue.


    The Aberrant''s limbs cracked audibly as it hit the ground.


    Then¡ª


    CRACK!


    Two crimson chains appeared, slicing forward in perfect arcs.


    SHUNK! SHHHHRNK!


    One carved through its flaming chest, and the other looped around its neck and pulled, slicing its head partially.


    Brandon lunged upward off the edge of a broken car, soared into the air, and came down directly on top of the creature with a final downward slash.


    BOOOOM.


    When the smoke cleared, the Aberrant lay still, its hot flames guttered out, and Brandon stood above its corpse.


    The mist receded and his daggers dripped with thick, black blood.


    He exhaled and slowly straightened, looking over the crumbled battlefield littered with corpses.


    ''I guess after having so much sex with Aunt Rave, her ether signature has imprinted into my body a lot better than before. I can use her skill very easily.''


    ''Also Eira''s... I think at this point, I might have completely copied her skill with no time limits. But still it needs to be tested.''


    ''Haa... Also my body has good reserves of ether.''


    He closed his eyes to sense his ether ''I wonder how much more for me to reach C rank...''


    Unlike women, he can''t absorb ether from atmosphere...


    He absorbs ether through physical contact with women.


    And he is having a lot of sex recently.


    Meanwhile, Yverine blinked her eyes in surprise "What.. the hell did I just saw?"


    Beside her, Naevora smiled proudly, pleased by her reaction "He is pretty amazing, isn''t he?"


    Yverine turned to look at her Master, her mind still reeling in shock "He has two etheric skills and both of them are this powerful when he is just D rank?"


    "I feel like he can even take on some C-rank aberrants with that amount of skill."


    She glimpsed at Brandon standing among the pile of corpses ''Interesting...''

 Chapter 169: The Japan鈥檚 Dungeon [3]

    Inside Booth Eleven of Aegis Firerange, the lights adjusted automatically as Eira stepped in with the Lazara Mk.II clutched delicately in her hand.


    She wore a fitted shooting vest over her Academy uniform with sleeves rolled to her elbows.


    She took a breath and looked ahead.


    The booth lit up.


    Five drones hummed around in the mid-range sector, gently swaying in the artificial wind simulated by the range''s environment system.


    "Okay¡­" she whispered to herself, bringing the pistol up.


    Her fingers adjusted instinctively, remembering his touch and his words "Relax your shoulders... keep your thumbs aligned¡­ don''t strangle the grip."


    She smiled faintly as she remembered Brandon''s face.


    Her smile faded into quiet focus as she squared her stance and rolled her shoulders back.


    "Breathe in¡­ aim¡­ and exhale when you pull the trigger."


    Bang.


    The first drone jerked to the left mid-flight, but she had already accounted for the shift.


    The shot clipped its central node, pinging a red spark.


    Bang. Bang.


    Two more shots followed targeting the moving drones.


    A miss. A hit.


    Three out of five.


    She exhaled and lowered the pistol.


    The screen above blinked:


    Target Set: 5


    Hits: 3 / Misses: 2


    Avg. Impact Radius: 14.6 cm


    Evaluation: Moderate


    Aptitude ¨C Retain Form, Improve Tracking


    Eira bit her lower lip slightly in frustration.


    ''Not as good as last time¡­''


    She turned slightly and sat on the bench behind her, gently resting the pistol beside her on a padded surface.


    Her fingers rubbed her temples as she closed her eyes and thought about her purpose of learning shooting.


    ''Why am I doing this...?''


    ''Because I don''t want to be left behind.''


    Her thoughts returned to Brandon and she remembered his words.


    "You are scared of fighting Aberrants up close¡­ so with this, you can kill them even from a distance and help me in battle."


    Her breath trembled for a moment and she clenched her fists.


    ''I was always scared. When the Ruptures happened in the outer districts and people screamed about monsters. I was afraid I''d freeze up again.''


    But now... she has a reason to fight.


    She has someone to protect and someone she wanted to stand beside, not behind.


    Eira stood up again and reached for the Lazara Mk.II.


    Her grip was steadier this time as she focused. sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She keyed the panel and selected a higher difficulty set.


    "Start sequence. Set difficulty: B-tier simulation. Full drone acceleration."


    The lights flickered and a new set of drones activated.


    Eira smiled faintly "Let me get strong, Brandon. Let me be someone you can rely on, too. The next time you see me, bastard I want to give you a damn surprise and fuck you."


    Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.


    The sound of gunfire echoed again in Booth Eleven.


    ---


    Walking through the rubble of cars and pavement, Naevora glanced at Brandon "Stay close to me..."


    Brandon nodded his head and glanced around in amazement.


    Now they are on the A rank floor of the Dungeon for Yverine to practice.


    He knows that he can''t do anything, and he is just there to watch.


    But still, he can get valuable insight from watching and can also see some strong aberrants.


    Yverine casually walked ahead of them with her hands tucked in her jacket.


    Her silver-haired ponytail swayed gently as the light glinted across her dark skin.


    Naevora grabbed Brandon''s head playfully and moved his moved, making him look at Yverine''s shoes "Watch carefully."


    What? Brandon was taken aback and looked at her shoes.


    After she mentioned it, he saw it... tiny flares of translucent blue light blooming and vanishing beneath Yverine''s boots mid-step, like she wasn''t walking so much as gliding forward, her jacket swaying gently behind her.


    She is like walking on air.


    His gaze narrowed slightly ''It is hard for me to even create a disc and control it. But she is playing with that technique so casually.''


    ''Well she has been training for years. I should also learn to control my ether.''


    Before he could speak, the air shifted.


    "GRAARGHHHH!" A deep, echoing groan rolled through the ruins.


    Brandon turned his head toward the sound.


    From the gaping husk of a fallen skyscraper ahead, the darkness twisted and moved.


    Ether surged in distorted pulses and a low chorus of rattling growls reverberated as several towering aberrants emerged.


    Without hesitation, they all charged toward the,m and the ground trembled in shock.


    Chunks of pavement flew into the air as their monstrous limbs dug into the earth, sprinting forward with terrifying speed.


    Each one of them is nearly two stories tall.


    Yverine exhaled, and she still hasn''t pulled her hands from her jacket.


    "Stay back," she muttered and then... she jumped.


    CRACK!


    Yverine launched herself into the air like a human cannonball and the cracked road beneath her imploded from the sheer recoil.


    She soared above the monsters like an arc of silver and black against the sky.


    Brandon looked at her ''She is using ether to enhance her physical abilities...''


    From midair, Yverine twisted her legs and angled down like twin spears.


    Then she dropped.


    BOOOOM!


    Her heels crashed onto the back of the first aberrant, and its entire upper spine collapsed inwards with a wet crunch and its skull exploded as its face was piledriven into the concrete.


    A shockwave burst outward, making the cars flip and broken mirror rained down.


    She bounced off its dead body in the next instant, another micro-platform lighting beneath her foot mid-jump.


    CRACK-THUD!


    She came down on the second aberrant with a diagonal axe-kick that landed full-force on its shoulder, shattering the arm into pulp, then driving her foot into its neck so hard that the beast''s head ripped off sideways and embedded into the side of a bus.


    Brandon was stunned to even speak ''Hoky shit.''


    The third and fourth aberrant tried to flank her as they swung their massive arms to catch her.


    Yverine spun midair, her foot catching the side of a falling signboard to redirect.


    She kicked straight into the side of one''s skull.


    THWAM!


    The head detonated, bursting like a watermelon and bone shards shot out like shrapnel ripping through the throat of the beast beside it.


    Then¡ª


    BANG!


    She landed on a ruined car and the hood crushed beneath her feet as she launched again.


    This time she drop-kicked the fifth beast in the abdomen.


    The aberrant was flung backward like it was nothing... smashing through two buildings in a row before its body crumpled in half.


    Only one remained.


    She leapt above the creature''s head and then came down with a brutal double stomp that caved in its skull, pressing its entire body against the ground.


    CRASH!


    Dust and smoke burst outward in a ring.


    Silence.


    Six aberrants, all dead... in under ten seconds.


    She looked down and her silver hair fluttered as a light breeze blew past.


    "Done," she said flatly, turning back to face them.


    Naevora gave a slow nod "Good warm-up."


    Brandon could only stare, and with a smile, he muttered "That was good, Sister Yverine."


    Yverine looked at him and gave a faint nod "Mhm."


    -_- He stared at her blankly ''Atleast smile...''

 Chapter 170: A reward?

    Brandon is sitting on top of a car wreckage, looking at his palm as the ether surged above his palm, rotating in circles.


    His gaze narrowed slightly as he tried to condense the ether in his palm, but in the next instant, it dispersed.


    He flexed his fingers and looked down at his palm, still glowing faintly with residual ether.


    Beside him, Naevora sat casually on the torn frame of the car''s roof, one leg folded over the other.


    Her jacket fluttered lightly in the breeze, and her eyes were half-lidded, watching him.


    She had been quiet this entire time, simply letting him try again and again, offering no words that might shake his concentration.


    With a soft sigh, she patted his head, ruffling his hair "You can''t do everything in one day. Continue to learn it and you will get there."


    "This technique takes months even for natural talents. I didn''t learn it overnight either."


    Brandon smiled dryly "Hmm..."


    He isn''t discouraged, but he was definitely feeling the weight of the technique''s difficulty.


    She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him closer as she gave him a light squeeze like a teasing older sister "Now, now~ don''t get discouraged just from this. There is still a lot to learn."


    With a teasing smile, she asked "How about this? I will let you sleep on my lap if you can master this technique. if there is a reward at the end, you will surely feel motivated."


    He gave her an unamused look "I am already doing it. So it doesn''t feel like a reward."


    -_- Upon hearing this, she looked at him flatly "...Well, that''s true. What kind of reward will motivate you?"


    Her gaze condensed as she thought about it ''His Sister Charlotte is richer than me. So anything of monetary value won''t feel like a reward to him. What else can I give for this brat...''


    She suddenly remembered the incident from the party ''He talked about seeing my tits..''


    Looking at his face, she spoke "How about this, Brandon. I will wear a sexy dress like Florence wore to the party, just for you."


    Huh? Brandon was amused to hear this and Naevora blinked in surprise as this really got his attention.


    ''Bingo.''


    He leaned slightly toward her, looking at her suspiciously "The same dress?"


    Naevora nodded her head "Yeah, the same dress. The same style. Elegant, backless, high slit¡­ everything."


    Brandon narrowed his gaze slightly "With half of your tits out?"


    -_-


    There was a silence.


    Naevora was dumbfounded and her confident smile faltered for a moment.


    But then she slowly nodded "... Y-Yeah, with half of my tits out."


    His eyes narrowed further looking at her.


    She looked away and her cheek flushed a slight red with embarrassment.


    She tried to cover it with a cough and looked back at him as she forced herself to be nonchalant "W-Well, don''t act like you wouldn''t enjoy it. You''re the one who brought it up that night, remember?"


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "I was just joking back then. Didn''t think you''d actually offer that."


    Naevora huffed under her breath "So now you better take this training seriously. You want to see me in that dress, right? Then earn it."


    Brandon tilted his head, as if considering it "You''re not going to back out?"


    "I don''t back out on my words," she said, crossing her arms with pride.


    "If you manage to master this technique, I''ll dress up just like Florence. Hell, I''ll even strike a pose if you want."


    Brandon laughed softly "Now that sounds like a deal."


    He looked down at his hand again, where the ether was already starting to pulse softly Well... Can''t wait to see your tits, I guess."


    (©×¡ó©×) Naevora blinked "Y-Yeah..."


    Maybe I blurted out and fell into a trap?


    She watched him in silence for a few moments before muttering softly, "If this is what it takes to make you work harder, I might have to rethink my teaching methods¡­"


    Then, more quietly, with a fond little sigh, "You''re so annoying¡­"


    ---


    *THOOM*


    The impact shook the ground, rattling dust and loose debris from the ruins around them.


    Standing below a broken lamppost, Brandon looked at Yverine smashing the A rank aberrants easily.


    With a thoughtful tone, he muttered "She is really powerful. Even though she is a B rank, she is taking on A rank aberrants."


    naevora shrugged casually "It''s not a big deal. These are low-tier A ranks... If she wants to beat middle tier ones, she needs to use her skill."


    Brandon watched Yverine vault from the roof of a crumbling car, flip midair, and slam her floot down on the spine of a roaring beast. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The shockwave knocked back two others, and she spun without pause, kicking one square in the face and knocking it into a wall.


    He couldn''t help but whistle under his breath "That''s still a lot of strength, even without skill."


    Naevora nodded her head "True, if she wants to beat one high-ranking A rank, she needs to go all out."


    He was amused to hear this and Neavora continued "That girl in the party, Clarisse was her name?"


    Brandon looked at her and nodded "Yeah, the Student council president of the Academy."


    With a nod, Naevora replied "Yep, her. She is the strongest student in the Academy and she is training directly under an Empyrean."


    "Even though she is an A rank, she can take on some S rank aberrants..."


    "Maybe not the elite ones, but the fact she can survive a battle like that at her age is insane."


    But then a smile appeared on her face "But no one can match the achievements done by Elizabeth Fleurdys."


    Brandon''s gaze quivered and he spoke "Tell me more about it."


    With a nod, Naevora spoke "You know about dungeons and towers, right? How they''re scattered all over the world. Most are dangerous¡­ but there are a few that are beyond human comprehension. The ''Skybound Citadel'' was one of them."


    "It was a Tower that reached above the clouds, said to twist time and space inside. Entire strike teams of SS-rank awakeners failed to clear it and some Empyreans couldn''t clear it. But Miss Elizabeth cleared it in one night..."


    Huh? Brandon was stunned "In one night?"


    Naevora nodded, her hair brushing against her cheeks as a breeze passed. "No one knows what she saw inside. No one knows how she did it."


    "But she walked in before sunset¡­ and by sunrise, the entire tower began to collapse..."


    "Also during her prime, there was a large outbreak of Aberrants from towers, which we call the fourth war."


    "During that time, she contributed a lot, saving many people."


    "She was always there. Leading rescue missions into overrun zones. Fighting off high-tier S-rank aberrants like they were animals."


    "She was like a legend back then and many people were looking up to her."


    "But later, she was accused of treason against the government for killing the world leader at that time."


    "The public was stunned. Half refused to believe it. The other half turned on her overnight, saying she went rogue and is arrogant with her power, using it for personal reasons.."


    "She then broke her ether core and was stripped of her title."


    Brandon lowered his gaze and guilt settled in his heart again "I see..."


    Naevora glanced at him and must''ve sensed the heaviness in his silence.


    She raised her hand and patted his head "But with the way you are improving. I am sure you will surpass her one day..."


    Feeling her hand, he nodded his head "Hahaha, sure."


    She let out a chuckle and murmured "Also after this, we can go eat something. I know a good Japanese restaurant here."


    "Alright."


    ---


    "Haa¡­"


    A weary sigh slipped from Brandon''s lips as he pushed open the door to his hotel room.


    He shut the door behind him and stood there for a moment, as his eyes slowly swept across the space.


    He stretched his arms out with a faint grunt, his body still sore from the dungeon stuff earlier in the day.


    Rubbing the back of his neck, he walked toward the bathroom.


    Without even bothering to switch on the room lights, he pushed the bathroom door open.


    He turned the faucet on and splashed cold water over his face, watching the droplets fall into the sink.


    Then, he stepped into the shower.


    ---


    Some time later, dressed in a clean black T-shirt and casual pants, Brandon stood before the mirror, adjusting his collar and straightening the edges.


    Satisfied, he grabbed his phone from the desk and slipped it into his pocket before heading toward the door.


    The hotel floor was quiet at this hour, except for the distant hum of an elevator and the muffled sound of a TV from somewhere beyond.


    Stepping in front of the nearby room, Brandon raised his hand and knocked softly.


    "Naevora."


    "The door is open."


    He pressed the handle and stepped inside.


    Naevora stood by the dresser, slightly bent over as she tugged at the strap of her boots.


    She wore a casual black jacket over a dark crop top that ended just above her waist, paired with loose pants.


    Her long black hair was tied loosely behind her back, a few strands swaying as she moved.


    She glanced up at him without straightening. "Wait a minute. I''m ready."


    Brandon leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms as he watched her pull the final strap on her boots.


    She walked to him with a smile "Come on, let''s go have dinner."

 Chapter 171: Japanese dinner

    The two of them stepped out into the neon-lit streets of the Japanese city.


    Storefronts glowed with paper lanterns and bright kanji signs, advertising izakayas, ramen shops, and yakiniku joints.


    Yverine was already waiting for them by the corner, leaning casually against a lamppost in a dark bomber jacket, earbuds hanging loose around her neck.


    Her eyes caught Brandon immediately, then flicked to Naevora "You took your time."


    "We had to deal with someone struggling with her boots," Brandon replied, pointing at Naevora.


    Naevora jabbed him with her elbow. "Shut it."


    Yverine lowered her head before turning away "Let''s just eat. I haven''t had proper Japanese food in ages."


    They ended up at a traditional washoku-style restaurant, tucked in a quiet side street near the river.


    A red noren curtain fluttered above the entrance, and the gentle clack of wooden sandals could be heard inside as waitresses moved between tatami mat rooms.


    Paper lanterns hung from the ceiling, casting their delicate light over scroll paintings and small bonsai in the corners.


    A young hostess in a yukata greeted them with a bow.


    Understanding that they are foreigners, she spoke in english "Three?" she asked, smiling politely but visibly flustered, looking at Brandon.


    Brandon nodded his head with a smile "Yeah."


    "Follow me."


    She led them to a quiet, private corner where they settled around a low table.


    The three of them removed their shoes.


    Brandon instinctively sat cross-legged, glancing curiously at the menu written in kanji and also English, while Naevora reclined on a cushion.


    Yverine picked up the menu and looked at it quickly. "Unagi don for me," she muttered. "And maybe some karaage."


    Naevora leaned over Brandon''s shoulder and pointed. "Get that too. And oden. Oh! And the pork katsu."


    The waitress returned with tea and took their orders, her hands slightly trembling as she placed the cups in front of Brandon.


    When the food arrived, it was a beautiful spread of lacquered bowls of miso soup, steaming plates of rice topped with glazed unagi, crisp karaage arranged neatly with shredded cabbage, and a large communal hotpot of oden gently bubbling in the center.


    The rich aromas filled the air, making the hunger in their stomachs rise.


    Yverine wasted no time digging in.


    Naevora daintily picked up a piece of karaage with her chopsticks, bit into it, and closed her eyes in pure bliss. "Gods, I could kiss the chef."


    Brandon took a bite of his rice, chewing slowly. "This is nice."


    Naevora, halfway through her second plate, paused and glanced at Brandon. "So¡­ how about training the technique tonight? You in for it?"


    Brandon gave her a side glance, "I''m taking a break."


    "I see." She let out a sigh. "Motivation wore off now that your ''reward'' isn''t right in front of you?"


    Yverine looked between them, frowning. "Reward?"


    Brandon coughed into his tea.


    Naevora turned away dramatically. "Nothing. Just... future incentive."


    Yverine narrowed her eyes as she sensed something is wrong "You''re all disgusting."


    Brandon''s lips twitched "You''re the one chewing chicken like it insulted your mother."


    Yverine flipped him off with her chopsticks.


    By the time they finished, their plates were empty, their bellies full, and the atmosphere relaxed.


    The hum of the restaurant had quieted as it neared closing, and outside, the streetlights shimmered against the wet pavement from a brief evening drizzle.


    As they stepped outside, Naevora tilted her head toward the sky, breathing in deeply.


    "Japan''s got nice air. Feels cleaner here," she murmured.


    As the three walked down the lantern-lit street under a sky dotted with faint stars and the occasional plane passing by.


    Brandon was on his mobile chatting with Han Dhayun about dinner.


    They walked in comfortable silence for a while, weaving through narrow lanes where the city quieted.


    Their path took them near the Sumida River, where the water reflected the city lights like scattered stars dancing on the current.


    ---


    As they neared the hotel again, the buzz of the city rising around them once more, Naevora nudged Brandon with her shoulder.


    "You are training later, right?"


    Brandon raised an eyebrow "Now you''re back on that?"


    "I wasn''t done," she said, as her expression turned serious.


    "You''ve gotten stronger, yeah. But you know it''s not enough. You''re walking a path where hesitation kills. You can''t afford to slack."


    Yverine nodded beside her "She''s right. You''re talented, but you''re still raw. Every day you don''t push yourself, someone else widens the gap."


    Brandon exhaled slowly "I know."


    Looking at him, she muttered "If you do end up practicing¡­ I''ll be on the rooftop later. Just saying."


    ---


    Brandon walked up the stairs and a deep sigh escaped his lips "She really is on the rooftop."


    He reached the top of the stairs, pausing for a moment in front of the weathered metal door that led to the hotel''s rooftop.


    The handle was cool to the touch as he grasped it, and with a quiet creak, he pulled the door open.


    The night''s cold air kissed his skin and he stepped onto the rooftop.


    He looked up at the expansive sky and then glanced at the night city in front of him.


    A low metal railing ran along the edges of the rooftop, and to one side there was a sitting area arranged with minimalist outdoor furniture.


    There was a cushioned couch, low wooden tables set with food, and several pots of greenery positioned around for ambiance.


    Warm light spilled faintly from solar lanterns placed at the corners, casting long shadows along the rooftop floor. sea??h th§× nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Naevora sat sprawled comfortably on the couch, one leg bent up casually beneath her, the other extended out.


    Her long coat was folded neatly over the armrest, leaving her in a snug black top and dark leggings and her toned arms are visible as she leaned back on one hand.


    Her black hair was slightly tousled by the wind, strands dancing freely in the breeze.


    She held a glass of something amber-colored... whiskey or maybe iced tea, in her hand.


    Brandon stood there for a moment, the wind brushing over his cheeks, as he looked at her.


    Naevora looked up from her drink "Took you long enough."


    Brandon closed the door behind him and walked forward, hands stuffed in his pockets.


    He came to stand by the railing, resting his elbows on it as he gazed at the city below. "Guess I''m too easy to read."


    Naevora shook her head faintly "Guess so..."


    After a moment, he turned and walked over, sitting down on the couch beside her.

 Chapter 172: Training

    They sat together in silence, the wind rising and falling around them like the slow breath of the sky.


    "Alright," she said suddenly, setting the glass down on the small table beside the couch. "Let''s stop wasting time."


    Without ceremony, she stepped away from the couch and out into the open space of the rooftop.


    Two floating discs of translucent ether, each about the size of a large shield, appeared under her feet.


    They pulsed softly, holding her in the air a foot above the ground.


    "These discs are adjusted based on motion, pressure, and weight distribution."


    "This is dynamic footing. Movement. Elevation. Terrain control. Mid-air redirection. Momentum management. All without touching the ground."


    She rose slightly higher into the air "You start with two discs. Always two. Any more and you''ll lose control... your brain can''t process balance in three vectors until you''re more advanced. But two? That''s manageable."


    Brandon let out a soft sigh and raised his palm, slowly condensing the ether in his palm.


    But instead of forming discs, it scattered into shards and immediately dispered.


    Naevora narrowed her gaze slightly looking at him.


    Brandon closed his eyes for a moment ''Okay¡­ not force. Imagine a shape. Focus...''


    He again condensed the ether in his palm and it swirled slightly, forming a thin disc of ether.


    Hm? Naevora raised an eyebrow in surprise ''There you go...''


    But the shape of the disc curved in, forming a small dome fitting in his palm, like a transparent bowl.


    She tilted her head in confusion ''What shape is he imagining?''


    It wasn''t a disc in the traditional sense. It was more like the upper hemisphere of a sphere.


    As he opened his eyes, Brandon saw the small transparent dome in his palm "Wow, it works."


    Naevora stepped down from the disc and walked to him "What did you imagine? You instantly learned it and your ether is also steady."


    Brandon scratched the back of his head sheepishly and the dome dissolved as his focus slipped.


    He glanced away "Well¡­ uh¡­ since you said the reward is to see your tits. I imagined squeezing some tits and I could do it."


    -_- Naevora went silent and stared at him blankly.


    Brandon turned his head away, getting quite embarassed "Don''t look at me like that. You are the one who said that. So i went with that."


    "It works, okay?"


    She reached out to take the whiskey and gulped it down in one go before placing the cup down "...Huh?"


    He shrugged his arms casually "It''s called incentive-based visualization."


    She gave him a flat look "What kind of thinking does your brain do?"


    Brandon smiled dryly "if it works, it works."


    Naevora clutched her forehead and she can''t even retaliate because his ether was stable at the time and the boob shape was also solid.


    "W-Well.. whatever works for you, I guess. Though if your technique ends up shaped like a boob every time, people are going to notice."


    "If you go leaping through the sky on a pair of ether breasts... uhm." Sear?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Brandon had a thoughtful face "Don''t worry. I will soon turn those breasts into discs."


    She shook her head helplessly "Tits or not, the technique''s yours now. Just practice until it''s second nature. And maybe next time, try imagining¡­ I don''t know. A solid stone. Or a plate. Or literally anything other than my chest."


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "Alright..."


    ---


    The rooftop wind had quieted, reduced now to a gentle breeze that tousled their hair.


    Naevora poured another cup of the whiskey into a short glass and handed it to Brandon.


    Brandon took the glass and swirled the whiskey, staring at the rippling surface.


    He took a sip as the liquid burning warmly down his throat.


    With his other hand, he raised his palm again, slowly drawing ether into it.


    A transparent curved shape like a boob appeared above his palm.


    "Not bad," Naevora murmured, watching from the side. "Still flickering slightly. Put more weight on it."


    "Don''t push it," she warned, sipping her drink. "Hover first. Walk later. Fly¡­ much later. You try skipping steps and you''ll go splat."


    Brandon eased back down onto the couch, dispelling the ether with a nod. "Right. Hover, walk, fly."


    After a moment, Naevora pulled a laptop from her storage ring and propped it on the low table in front of the couch.


    "Time to spend some time watching videos."


    With a few taps, a video began playing, just grainy security footage of someone attempting to ride an ether bike through a shopping district¡­ only for it to malfunction and send them spiraling through a display of mannequins.


    For the next half hour, the two sat shoulder to shoulder, occasionally nudging each other as they laughed, groaned, or passed the whiskey back and forth.


    At one point, a quieter video played, an aerial drone''s slow sweep over the snow-capped mountains.


    There was no sound other than wind and ambient music.


    The two of them fell silent as they watched and the colors of the footage cast soft light across their faces.


    Brandon took slow sips of his whisky and at this time, his mobile vibrated in his pocket.


    Taking the mobile from his pocket, he saw Florence''s name.


    A smile instantly appeared on his face and he stood up from his couch before attending the call.


    He slowly walked to the railing and brought the mobile to his ear "Florence."


    On the other side, Florence spoke "I am going back to my estate, Brandon, and I am going to board the flight now."


    Hearing this, he gave a nod "Hm.. Have a safe trip."


    With a chuckle, Florence spoke "Sure. Also good luck on your training. I heard from Eira that you are in Japan now for your combat training."


    "Yep, it is going well on my end."


    Florence''s gaze softened "Hm, good to hear that. Also if you have time, come and visit me, dear."


    "Ofcourse, Florence. This weekend I am coming to meet you and stay with you."


    Florence''s heart warmed with happiness "Love you so much, sweetheart. Come, I will spoil you like my son."


    Brandon couldn''t help but chuckle "Love you too and see you soon."


    "Yeah, yeah. I think it''s night for you there. Good night."


    Naevora looked at his back as she continued sipping her drink.