" MONSTER! " Avi's jaw drops to the floor. She stared at Ramiel with stunned eyes. Her trembling hand pointed to the man's face.
Avi's reaction was as understandable as possible. The rate at which Ramiel was growing was absurd. What Ramiel accomplished in two months takes the hunters almost a year. Even considering his experience, this is still an infuriating result.
" Don't exaggerate. I expected better results. With a lake at my disposal, I thought my stats would be in the neighborhood of forty points."
Avi got weak. The fairy put her hand to her nose to stop the fresh blood flow. The heresies Ramiel spoke were causing her to bleed internally.
" Don't exaggerate ?!!!? In the neighborhood of forty ?!!!?!! Do you know that ordinary people work hard for a year for such results? " Avi let the air out of her mouth faster. " PFFF... And I'm the one who is supposedly cheeky... "
Ramiel rolled his eyes. He was aware of how absurd his growth rate was, but he expected more from the magic lake. Yes, he had received greater resistance to ice, and his understanding of the element of ice had transformed into the Dark Spectrum, which is amazing in itself, but it was just that. It wasn't something he wouldn't have achieved on his own.
If Avi could hear his thoughts, she would definitely die of a heart attack.
" But my only meaningful stats are mana and defense. " Ramiel tried to defend himself but was at a loss from the start. His discussion stemmed from a pure desire to compete. Ramiel didn't like to lose, especially to Avi.
" Stop. You have no right to say such things! A little more, and you will become as insolent as me, which isn't good. Besides, have you seen the new skill? I swear on the dungeon's core, if you say that it is so-so, I will gouge your eyes out! "
Avi didn't give up. She didn't want to lose this skirmish at any cost. Now, it was no longer a question of who was right. The battle for pride and honor was being played out here!
Ramiel just shook his head. A heavy sigh escaped his lips. He could argue with his favorite fairy to the death, but even he knew he was wrong. In this case, the discussion was out of place.
" Fine. I was just teasing you. "
" Hmpf! I knew I was right! " Avi proudly puffed out her chest as she punched herself with her fist. The fairy emanated a strong aura that was filled with confidence.
Ramiel tilted his head back. Seeing the brazen attitude of the fairy, he regretted not arguing with Avi until the very end.
" The new skill you talked about seems quite alright. I don't know its cost yet, but it seems powerful. "
The Ice Trap was mentioned here. On paper, the skill seemed hellishly powerful. Just the ability to trap an opponent in a block of ice is absurd. Add to that the slow drain effect, and you have something hellishly powerful. The only downside is that it requires physical contact with the target, but with Ramiel's experience and magic, that should be no problem.
If anyone doesn't understand the genius of this skill, I will rush to explain. Let's imagine a situation where Ramiel is fighting two hellishly strong opponents. One of them gets caught in the Ice Trap. This gives Ramiel, with the help of Leach, a constant supply of stats. Simple? Simple. Strong? Infernally strong.
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Rasp
Boom
Swoosh
Crackle
" HUH... I - I give up... I - I can't anymore... " Asme was panting heavily. The woman lay on the ground drenched in sweat, her blood-red lips struggling to catch every breath. Thin strands of snow-white hair clung to her cheeks, red with exertion.
Her green eyes struggled to register what was happening around her. The woman's hearing became dulled, and her limbs lost all strength.
Spank
" Ahh! No! "
Boom
With a loud bang, Caera fell next to Asme. The woman was in no better shape than an unruly succubus. Her chest rose erratically. The elfess was holding her aching bottom with both hands. Her face, along with her ears, was bathed in a pinkish hue.
The shadow of a grown man fell upon the women. Asme, looking at him, was unable to see any signs of fatigue. Ramiel, training with them, didn't even break a sweat. As always, the man spread a cool aura around him.
His gaze lingered for a moment on Caera's moving twin peaks. Ramiel had to admit it. The woman's breasts had something mesmerizing about them. For a second, he could have sworn. He heard their voice in his head telling him to grab them and caress them.
" So this is your " Easy victory? " Interesting, this isn't how I imagined it. " "Ramiel's cool voice made both women shiver. A cold sweat poured down their backs.
Asme was unable to answer. For the past two hours, Ramiel had been sparring with them. Although a better term was a one-sided massacre. Despite a significant statistical advantage, the women were unable to even touch him.
Caera, seeing Ramiel's disdainful look, regretted her previous words. She looked at the heavily panting Asme with remorse. If only her friend could hold her tongue, she could now spend intimate moments with Ramiel.
" You were right... " Asme mouthed through clenched teeth. Her pride as a succubus and a warrior had been completely crushed. The woman gazed into Ramiel's amethyst eyes and wondered how it had happened.
Three hours earlier.
Ramiel, Caera, and Asme were sitting around the campfire eating breakfast. Everything had returned to normal since yesterday. After talking to Avi, Ramiel stopped acting like a little child who played cat and mouse with the women.
When everyone woke up, Ramiel apologized for his foolish behavior. Of course, this wasn't without a long conversation, during which Ramiel explained his motives and why he behaved like he behaved. He simply felt that he owed it to the women.
Fortunately, Asme and Caera were understanding. They understood the situation Ramiel was in and didn't make a problem of it. They were partly glad that the man had finally opened up to them. As a result, they no longer felt like a one-night toy.
They now understood him a little better. After hearing his story, it also became clear to them why Ramiel became the way he is today.
Back to the main topic. It all started with a loose suggestion from Ramiel during lunch.
" What do you think about daily sparring with me? " The man's motives were clear and transparent. If he was going to die anyway, he wanted to train the women as best he could. He hadn't yet told them that there was no cure for his condition, so he chose a circuitous route to strengthen them. "
Asme laughed, showing her snow-white teeth. Her breasts bounced rhythmically, mesmerizing Ramiel.
The corners of her mouth lifted up, forming a lovely smile. If Ramiel hadn't planned the whole day beforehand, he would certainly have thrown himself at her. The culture people would certainly understand him.
" Don't offend Ramiel, but we are much stronger now than you. I wonder if you will be able to keep up with us. We aren't as experienced as you and don't want to hurt you. "
Ramiel, hearing how confident Asme was in her words, laughed coldly. So what if they surpass me in terms of statistics? I don't need to use magic if it's not a significant advantage. Ramiel thought.
" Do you think so, too? Or is that just Asme's opinion? " The man's gaze shifted to Caera. The pointed-eyed elfess lowered her head in embarrassment. Her opinion was the same as Asme's, but she was afraid she would offend Ramiel's male pride.
After a few minutes, the woman took a deep breath. Her fingers tapped the floor nervously.
" Um... Don't be angry, but we don't want to hurt you... Since our level up, we have become really strong. "
" Ha Ha Ha. Since you are so sure, how about a little bet?
At the words bet, Caera's ears perked up. Asme's reaction was similar; instead of ears, her tail moved excitedly. In a closed dungeon where there wasn't much entertainment, a little gambling was a nice break from the boring and monotonous everyday life.
" Bet? What should we bet on? " Asme was interested in Ramiel's proposal. If she could gain something from it, she saw no reason not to do it. She already had an idea what the bet might be about anyway. Ramiel's forthcoming words only confirmed it for her.
" The rules are simple. For once, you have to beat me during two hours of sparring. We are fighting without magic. It will be a pure white weapon fight. Otherwise, it would be unfair to you. "
Caera's lips twisted in a grimace. At first, she wanted to agree, but her feminine intuition warned her against it. Before she could say anything, Asme overtook her.
" HaHa ~ " Asme's melodious laughter echoed through the dungeon. " Fine, we accept the challenge. All that remains is the question of the stakes. "
Caera wanted to protest but wasn't given a chance to speak.
" If I win, you will train every day to fight with white weapons for three months. Additionally, the loser rules in bed. You will have to fulfill all my fantasies without any opposition. "
Hearing the last part of the agreement, Asme's eyes lit up. The possibility of doing whatever she wanted with Ramiel is too tempting. Being blinded by lust, the woman agreed without even thinking about it.
Asme didn't consider the possibility of losing. She believed that victory was only a matter of time.
Caera didn't share her enthusiasm. She had a bad feeling about it.
" Um... Ramiel, can I add one condition? " Caera felt unfairly treated. Throughout the entire conversation, she wasn't allowed to say a word even once.
" Fine, it was Asme who accepted the challenge, not you. If you want, we can negotiate. "
Caera breathed a sigh of relief. Ramiel's terms were tempting, but she wanted something more.
" Um... If we win... I want you for the whole week... "
Ramiel's right eyebrow rose. He hadn't expected his perverted elf to be so horny. To his misfortune, he misunderstood the woman's intentions.
" Ohh... I didn't know you were so horny. "
Feeling Ramiel's lustful gaze, Caera waved her hands in panic. Her heart was pounding like crazy. She definitely needs to fix this misunderstanding.
" It - It's not like that! You misunderstood me. " I - I just wanted to spend time with you... "
Caera lowered her head in embarrassment. I have to be more careful with my words in the future, the elfess thought.
" If that's the case, I don't see any problem with it. "
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A Few Moments Later
Ramiel, armed with two wooden swords, stood facing the two women. His posture had changed dramatically from before. His eyes grew cold, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees. Standing before him, one had the impression that the grim reaper was hovering behind the man's back.
Ramiel was confident of his victory. Asme and Caera had an advantage in statistics, but it was nothing impressive. Earlier, during lunch, he had used evolution to test both women.
| Status |
| Name Caera |
| Race Elf |
| Age 20 |
| Strength 24 > 37 |
| Stamina 20 > 38 |
| Vitality 15 > 28 |
| Agility 25 > 44 |
| Defense 25 > 29 |
| Mana 29 > 32 |
| Compressed mana 0 |
| Intelligence 28 > 34 |
| Status |
| Name Asme |
| Race Half succubus half red ice elementalist |
| Age 22 |
| Strength 13 > 35 |
| Stamina 13 > 33 |
| Vitality 17 > 26 |
| Agility 16 > 40 |
| Defense 10 > 22 |
| Mana 40 > 66 |
| Compressed mana 0 |
| Intelligence 30 > 44 |
Ramiel had to admit one thing. Getting the Grace of Nenneke is a big miss. Even his stats don't grow at this rate.
" Aren't you going to start? Are you so afraid of losing? " Asme wanted to throw Ramiel off balance, but it had quite the opposite effect. It seemed like a good idea to her at first, but she immediately regretted it.
One smile that Ramiel sent her was enough to make her douse herself in a cold sweat. Asme tightened her grip around the hilt of the wooden sword. Ramiel's calm demeanor frightened her. This isn't how a person who is about to lose a fight should look.
" It's not me who should be afraid, but you. "
Under the influence of Ramiel's icy voice, Asme involuntarily took a few steps back. Her heart was beating like crazy, trying to get out of the woman's chest. Caera's hand stopped her from fleeing the battlefield.
The elfess stood firmly on her feet, or at least gave the impression of it. Inwardly, she was no less terrified than Asme. She knew that Ramiel wouldn't harm them, but the aura he emitted greatly affected her.
This was the first time when Ramiel directed his aura towards women. He had always tried to keep it in check during battle so as not to lower their morale. However, now... there was no need to do so.
" Asme, what are you waiting for? Wasn't I supposed to be an easy prey? " If the room had been impenetrably dark, Ramiel's eyes would have emitted a dark purple glow.
Asme struggled to swallow her saliva. She could feel it drying up in her throat. The woman was sure of one thing, she had just lost a bet.