Words like "please give me your mana" actually had a derivative meaning other than literal. Moreover, it was first popular in the Empire and then spread throughout the continent.
Generally speaking, it was thought that the birth of children came from the bloodline of their parents and the corresponding souls (mana) mixed together. This was also the reason why the children of nobles would only marry the descendants of other nobles they liked.
Therefore, this meaning of [give me your mana] was similar to [give me your DNA].
However, it was also the kind of statement that was not too easy to misunderstand… He could deliberately explain in a lewd direction, but usually speaking, the person communicating would not think like that.
"Is it related to the Consul?"
Regarding Celina who asked this, Ira nodded and said, "I'm more curious if mana from someone with a special talent like Tikap is any different from an ordinary succubus or incubus."
"Hmm… can I treat this as a reward related to [fertilizer]?"
After hesitating for a moment, Celina asked.
This was very excessive. Although they had not completely discussed what reward they should give to Ira, there was no doubt that the reward should not be offset like this.
"Sure."
However, Ira said this. Celina, who did not expect him to answer so decisively, looked up in confusion. Then her tail was in Ira's hand.
As soon as his warm palm touched her tail, Celina's body suddenly trembled.
"Eh!!"
Ira had ignored Tikap's strange cry previously, and now, he also ignored Celina's soft cry and her panting when extracting magic power. He had extracted about the same amount of mana, although he immediately let go.
"Ha… Ha…"
"Lord Ira… if it's a sudden attack… it's too much…"
Ira glanced at Celina, who was blaming him with a red face, and said very simply, "I don't need any reward. If you want to repay me, just think of this moment when the future Demon King's Territory decides to betray me."
"…"
These words seemed to let Celina accept his good intentions without worry, but also seemed to be out of Ira's true thoughts. For a moment, Celina recovered from the strange feeling of mana being squeezed out.
It seemed that Ira had really had a problem with his mentality because of the Empire's attitude. His words undoubtedly meant that he hoped that everyone in the Demon King's Territory would remember his actions… and not give him a substantial reward.
It was definitely not overboard to treat him sincerely, so it could even be said to be a little humble.
"That won't happen."
After saying this, Celina guaranteed. She lowered her head respectfully to Ira and said, "If you want to leave the Demon King's Territory one day, we definitely won't stop you."
This was the greatest promise a maid supervisor could make, although it was obvious that Celina actually had much more authority than ordinary maids.
As Celina spoke, a voice that the two of them were familiar with sounded from the other side, "That's right. After all, it's impossible to stop him if we let the demonic creatures stand in front of a Consul, right?"
As she spoke, Vera walked over from the other end of the aisle. As she fiddled with her large mage hat, she said, "If there's such a scene, Ira can only slaughter the army."
This was not wrong. It could even be said that… if Ira wanted to leave now, no one could stop him.
Vera seemed to have been eavesdropping on Ira and Celina's conversation from a long time ago. She looked curiously at Celina, whose face had yet to subside, and said, "So that's how it feels to have your mana drawn by the Consul? Then won't it be a disaster on the battlefield?"
As she spoke, Vera thought about the demonic creatures who had their lives and mana harvested on the battlefield… Their deaths might not be more painful than the deaths of ordinary professionals. After all, they would die while enjoying themselves.
Vera, who was letting her imagination run wild, felt that as a curious mage, she should try it herself. She placed her pale and slightly gray arm in front of Ira and said, "Please accept my mana."
Without a doubt, she hoped that Ira would draw her mana.
However, it was fascinating that she deliberately used words that could be deliberately misinterpreted in the Empire. In other words, she could use a similar meaning.
It was very difficult to believe that she had done it unintentionally.
Although Ira knew that Vera had misunderstood something, he was not sure that she had thought so much. He placed his hand on her arm in confusion and said, "Then, please don't resist."
Pulling out the magic power that belonged to the lich from Vera's body, he felt mana circulating on his wing pillar and said, "But perhaps only the succubus has a special reaction to mana extraction."
Ira had deliberately told Vera after he had already begun to draw… In any case, it was free. It could even be said to be mana that had automatically come to his door. There was no need for him not to collect it.
No matter how he thought about it, if he could still bring the same pleasure as the succubus being extracted from mana when he pierced through the demonic creature on the battlefield, the dignity of the Consul seemed to have disappeared.
Speaking of which, it did not feel that impressive anymore.
"…"
As a lich, Vera's mana was of very good quality, just like the half-dragon lich he had dealt with in the past during the war. Ira clearly remembered that he had very comfortably used the lich's mana in the third wing pillar (long-range attack).
"Hmm… This feeling…"
Realizing that she would not have the same expression as Celina because of this, Vera felt that it was a pity. She tried her best to find a suitable name from the familiar words, but in the end, she could only say, "It's quite novel and magical."
"What's even more magical is how you Consuls differentiate between my mana when I was a lich and my mana when I was human. From my point of view, they're actually fundamentally similar."
Curious, Vera looked at the grayish-white mana condensed in Ira's hand. Amidst the abnormality of her magic power being continuously used, Vera said, "Why can't the [Consul] use the human's mana and only the demonic creature's?"
Amidst Vera's curious doubts, Ira narrowed his eyes slightly, but in the end, he decided to explain…
Ira said, "Why do you think not?"
Vera: "Eh?"
...
"I can't treat humans as bullets. This is a bottom line on the Consul, not a restriction. It shouldn't be done, not impossible. I suggested this and designed it."
As Ira spoke, he looked at Vera and patted her shoulder, thinking, "The truth is, I can erase a part of the world incantation in the Rune Bond around my neck and become an unfettered Consul."
At that time, Ira would really become a terrifying professional… the Consul of the demonic creatures.
"Demon… Consul?"
Vera muttered to herself.