It's already the next morning, and I am supposed to start my training with my Magic Tutor today.
'I couldn't stop thinking about her throughout last night.'
As Lady Alvida strides out into the open expanse of the estate's vast field, I trail behind, bracing myself for what promises to be an intriguing, if not brain-bending, morning.
She looks every bit the stern schoolmistress, her blonde hair peeking out from under her hat in a way that screams, 'I mean business!'.
With a commanding gesture, she sweeps her arm out, like she's presenting a grand buffet. Instead, it's just empty grassland.
'Gotta love the theatrics,' I think to myself.
The wind tousles her bright blonde hair that peeks from underneath her hat, but she pays it no mind. Instead, she launches straight into her explanation.
"Luke," she begins, her voice steady and commanding. "There are six hierarchies of magic in our world, each more complex and demanding than the last. These tiers not only represent the level of expertise of the user, but also the level of spells one can cast."
'I already know all these on my own— but let's see the way she'll explain.'
Casually, she summons six glowing spheres, each a different color, floating them in the air like a discount solar system.
"Firstly, we have Novice Magic," she gestures towards the least impressive sphere, basically the Pluto of this magical universe. "As the name suggests, it's the most basic tier. The spells in this tier are simple and have low energy cost."
She motions to the second sphere, a brighter glow enveloping it. "Next, is Intermediate Magic. Spells under this tier require a deeper understanding of magical principles and can produce stronger effects."
The third sphere illuminates. "This is Advanced Magic. Practitioners of this level are few, as this requires a great deal of knowledge and control."
She continues, the fourth sphere of light glowing brighter. "Master Magic is the fourth tier, and it is where the boundary between possible and impossible starts to blur. Masters can control complex energies and cast potent spells."
Her gaze intensifies as she points to the penultimate sphere. "The fifth tier is Archmage Magic. Only a handful of magic users in history have ever reached this level. Spells of this tier can alter the very fabric of reality."
Finally, she turns her attention to the last sphere. "The final tier is Divine Magic. It is said to be the domain of the gods. No mortal has ever mastered it, and the spells that belong to this tier are nothing short of miracles."
She lowers her hand, the spheres disappearing as she finishes. Then her gaze meets mine. "And now, Luke, it's time to discover where your lesson will begin."
I clap after she is done with her presentation, genuinely impressed by her dedication to her tutoring.
According to mother's words, Alvida will be training me pending the time I have to go to the Academy.
'That means we'll be seeing each other for at least five months!' My grin broadens as I consider the prospects.
It's a shame I still don't know anything about her, though. Other than the fact that she's a beauty, and that she's apparently close to my mother, I don't know anything else about her.
'Should I ask?'
So, clearing my throat, I decide to do just that, "Lady Alvida, may I inquire about your background? Where are you from, who are you, and how do you know my mother?"
She looks at me, surprise momentarily flashing across her face before she breaks into a smile.
'Damn, she's beautiful!' My thoughts echo.
"Well, well, aren't you a curious one? I suppose it's only fair I share a bit about myself." She sits down on the grass, gesturing for me to do the same.
I think I can see her panties if I bend my head a little, thanks to how she sits. Unfortunately, that'll give my intentions away.
'Whatever... it's not like I'm into that...' My eyes center around her perky boobs. If I could only touch them once, I would probably be satisfied.
Scratch that. After my experience with Lana, which still gave me wet dreams, merely fondling a woman's boobs wouldn't cut it any longer.
Watching Alvida smile at me with her pretty face just makes me want to use my Skill on her more.
"I am an adventurer by trade," she begins, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon. "I've journeyed through the lands, seen countless wonders and faced unimaginable dangers. That's how I met your mother, actually. We crossed paths during one of my quests."
Her eyes soften as she recalls the memory. "I was hired by her for a task, and let's just say it was an experience that fostered a bond between us. From colleagues, we became friends."
Her gaze shifts back to me. "And yes, I was there when you were named, little Luke." She chuckles at my astonished expression. "Oh, you were such a cute, pudgy baby."
I feel a flush of embarrassment spread across my face. "I...I have grown a lot since then!" I retort, trying to regain some dignity.
'Fuck, it's so humiliating!'
She chuckles again, her laughter light and airy. "Indeed you have, Luke, indeed you have. But remember, growth isn't just about height and age. It's also about wisdom, courage, and the ability to take on challenges. Remember that as we begin our magical lesson together."
Her words fill me with determination. I nod firmly, eager to show her that the 'pudgy baby' she knew has grown in more ways than one.
"I'll make sure to show you how much I've grown, Lady Alvida." I grin fearlessly, having a different thought.
A teasing smirk crosses her face. "I look forward to it, Luke. I'm sure our journey will be quite... entertaining."
Her somewhat sly smile makes my already racing heart skip a beat. It's like she can see through me completely.
'Let's change the topic quickly!'
I quickly raised a question that had been nagging me since the moment I saw her. "Lady Alvida, why do you always keep a hat over your head?"
Her smile fades, replaced by a thoughtful frown. "That... is a story for another day, Luke," she responds.
But I can't let it go.
My curiosity is a beast that won't be easily tamed. "Please, Lady Alvida," I persist. "I promise I won't judge, nor will I tell anyone."
She hesitates for a moment before sighing. "Very well, but you must promise not to freak out," she warns, her gaze serious.
"I promise," I affirm, my curiosity piqued even further.
'What is it?' I think to myself as my eyes widen.
Slowly, she reaches for her hat, pulling it off to reveal... pointed ears. Sharp, elongated, just like the ones I've seen in the books about elves.
'N-no way...'
"I'm...half-elf," she admits, a tinge of apprehension in her voice. "I keep my ears hidden to avoid unnecessary attention. It can be... bothersome."
As she says this, pink hues appear all over her face, and she shyly looks away from me.
I don't know why, but... I found that very hot.
'I'm getting hard!'
For a moment, I'm dazed. I never imagined that my magic tutor would be from one of the races I'd dreamed of meeting.
"That's... that's incredible, Lady Alvida!"
To think... to think the chance to achieve my dream would present itself before me like this... unbelievable!
'The universe is on my side!'
Her face softens into a relieved smile. "I'm glad you think so, Luke," she says, "Now, let's continue our lesson. We have a lot to cover today."
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