She pushed me off her back and I stood on my own two feet while the broken and bruised body of the naked intruder lay helpless before us pleading for death with his eyes, as we stood beside uncaring. My admittedly unattractive pet lich stood searching my eyes for any hint of sarcasm or deceit, but I stood smiling my best and most honest smile trying my hardest to let her know I meant what I said.
"If I asked for proper clothes, would you provide them?"
"Within the dungeon or without? Because you know I can summon you to myself whenever I want to, right? And depending on your answer the variety of clothing possible may increase or dramatically decrease."
"It wasn't my answer just a question. Can you grant anything so long as it's in this dungeon?"
"So long as I can imagine it, in this dungeon I can make it so."
"So, if I asked you to make a portrait of my parents you couldn't do it?"
"Not accurately."
"Could you give me some time to figure it out?"
"Of course, take all the time you need. I'll be back for that grimoire I asked you to write in three days make sure you've at least finished that by then." After gently petting her hair, much to her displeasure I let her get back to her torture session and went to sleep for the night.
This morning marks the last morning of the last day before I receive a week off from school. During my morning classes I was using a completely blank book to see the future today and had shifted my focus entirely off the noble and his assassin to watch my pet lich torture the intruder while pondering what she'd use her wish on. She asked into the void of the room if I could make her that torture chamber I mentioned earlier not as her wish but because I has offered it to her earlier. I waved my hand as she finished speaking to time it perfectly to where she'd thank me and I'd write, "You're welcome" into the wall in front of her before setting the wall back to normal.
She managed to get him tied down to a table and started taking bites out of him, as she swallowed bits and pieces of him something that didn't occur to me happened. The labyrinth recognized him as food as she was eating him, and he began regenerating. This girl is pretty cruel, isn't she? I watched my sadistic little pet with a smile on my face for the remainder of my classes before going back to magic club and learning that the advisor had gotten her marks for the space-time domain.
I congratulated her and asked her for a copy of her grimoire and that guide to reading abyssal she said she'd get for me to learn over the coming week. She produced them for me and thanked me for her help while saying that as a researcher she could take her studies from here. I spent the majority of the rest of my time in magic club learning how to read and write in abyssal.
The fireball spell itself is among the pamphlets in our clubroom library but that's not enough to get my marks in the infernal domain. Infernal is a strange domain too. It has some of the strongest offensive abilities, but it also has the most passive spells though a lot of them are low grade spells that can be activated any time they're needed. Mostly spells that boost stamina, strength, defense, or just wraps the body in fire that can only be felt by other people.
The passive spell I have my eye on is Infernal Form it's a passive spell that boosts a person's base physical abilities to that of a mid-grade demon depending on how strong their bodies are to begin with. In short with this spell, I can just skip the physical training, though I still have no hand-to-hand combat training.
In fact, I used the two books to translate that spell specifically so I knew enough to read the conclusion and though I'm now able to cast the spell I'd rather wait until I can read the rest of it. Through my understanding the spell it's become slightly easier to understand abyssal and I have no doubt once I have my infernal marks, I'll be able to read it far more clearly, but I'd rather wait until after magic club to use it.
When it was almost time to leave, I returned the vice president's grimoire and told her my copy was done and that while she could still have the full week to transcribe mine, I already had a transcription of hers. She thanked me and told me she'd deliver it to my house in person as soon as she finished transcribing it and we went our separate ways.
I teleported over to where breakfast club's entrance is and heard a fierce competition going on from inside, so I peeked my head in to watch. Someone was trying really hard to beat my new girlfriend in cooking, but it seems he's having a hard go of it.
The competition was close, but the judges favoured her food over his and while he wanted another rematch it didn't seem like it was in the cards as she caught sight of me and took it as a cue to leave. "Hey, you ready for that date?"
"I have a place in mind." I didn't mention it earlier but today I'm wearing the fanciest clothes I have beneath both my death wraith robe and my dragon scale cape. At first glance, you can't tell I'm wearing fancy clothes underneath but as the robe doesn't close and the cape only covers the back it isn't hard to tell.
I teleported her back to her house so she could get dressed and called ahead to the restaurant to let them know I was coming. Usually, fancy restaurants only serve with people with reservations but as there aren't many people who can afford to eat nice meals now. With taxes as high as legally possible, they'll take whatever patronage they can get.
Taxes don't affect me yet because I'm not registered with any guild and don't make money through conventional means. Essentially while I'm in school studying, I can't be charged with taxes because I have studies to focus on. One of the few reasons I've chosen not to skip grades when I can so easily just advance to higher education. That and higher education costs money and you need a mentor to learn from.
I get the feeling I'd soon be hired as a mentor once they learn I have three sets of marks of mastery and the mentors would probably refuse to let me see their grimoires. If I go to higher education, my learning may just stop. There are ways to develop and learn spells through trial and error but I'm more accustomed to reading other people's findings and taking their power for myself. I'd rather not put in the work of learning the magic the hard way when I can just choose not to. Though having a mentor would probably mean learning how to find spells and record them instead of just taking other people's spells and memorizing them.
As I pondered my future in a school dedicated to people learning magic on their own, my girlfriend stood at the doorway in front of me in a dress I'd never seen and yet enjoyed seeing. It was a beige dress that seemed more adult than it should. It outlined and covered her well. The dress was quite high yet hid everything important. There were no sleeves, and she wore a fur shawl and her dragon cape over her back. Even her purse seemed to look like it was made of tiny dragon bones holding a jade-coloured bag, but I knew these bones were porcelain as dragon bones do not get this small. Perhaps a lizard but never a dragon.
"What do you think?"
"If looks could kill you'd make a great assassin, no one would see you and live." I held out my hand to her and she took it, we teleported over to the fanciest restaurant in town… the only fancy restaurant in town. We live in a town where the traffic for adventurers is high because we live at a crossroads between many kingdoms that are currently debating over who owns it and if we don't pay taxes to everyone, we might just get killed by anyone.
Still, the demand for a fancy restaurant where adventurers can impress the girls they like or vice versa is high enough that this place doesn't go out of business yet not so high we couldn't get in an hour after I called ahead. I'm not saying it took an hour for her to get ready… but I'm not, not saying it.
We managed to take our seats after checking our capes at the door. We weren't the only ones dressed up but most of the patrons were just adventurers who wanted to get dressed up and go somewhere nice on their dates, very rarely is a noble ever seen here knowing the people that tend to frequent it.
When we got our menus, she seemed to excitedly scan the foods thinking this would be a great opportunity to learn how fancy food is made through its taste and I lost myself in watching her get excited for a minute. "Did you decide what you want yet?" she asked me as I was staring.
"I'm not too picky, if you want you can order two plates and we could share." She smiled and began fanatically searching for another plate to order. We ended up getting a plate of some salt water crustation and a classic steak. For drinks we ordered a bottle of wine and shared it as we ate. She actually produced a notebook and started trying to figure out the recipe as we ate.
We spent a good deal of time chatting about what changed about our likes and dislikes over the course of the evening. And then we progressively started drinking more and more as the night wore on and though we both had a magically induced high tolerance to alcohol we managed to spend a good deal of money on drinks that night.
It started with a bottle then a barrel and soon we were righteously drunk off wine though not so drunk we were causing a commotion we did manage to get kicked out when we stopped caring about our surroundings and suddenly started telling each other jokes only we thought were funny. When we were forced out we reminded them to return our capes and got them back to continue the party at a nearby pub where we continued the drinking.
We managed to get into a couple of bar fights, I managed to win at darts after just learning how to play and we stumbled home while leaning on each other barely able to stand up straight. The details get a bit fuzy after that but I woke up in just my pants with her in my arms. My head was pounding, and I could barely move. But it was a great date night.