Feeling the sunlight touching my skin, I groaned and moved around my bed, however my hand soon landed on something soft.
Hm?
What's this?
Curious yet unwilling to open my eyes, I capped my hand around this soft feeling.
Why does it feel like I'm holding something soft covered by a fabric?
"Ahn~ ChamCham~." However soon, my senses were tingling as my ears heard a soft moan beside me.
Slowly opening my eyes while fearing for the worst, it didn't take long for the said fears to come true.
It was Serafall sleeping soundly with drool spilling from her mouth, her hair disheveled and her clothes were the same, revealing a small skin of her abdomen.
I can see her cute belly button heaving up and down.
What happened?
Did we…do something last night?
My mind quickly went over to recall the events last night. After killling those vampires with Serafall ultimately being the one to end the vampire elder's life herself, Serafall accidentally discovered a way of pleasure through touching some parts of her body.
With the intention of educating her about this kind of thing, I brought her back home and the next thing that happened became a bit blurry.
'What the fuck happened? I don't remember drinking any alcohol or something.'
Sighing, I decided to address this issue later but for now, I should leave or else if Serafall wakes up, things might escalate further.
And besides, I still have my daily magic lesson with Sylphie.
Slowly untangling myself from Serafall's limbs, I swiftly left the room through a portal. Of course, I locked the door first so no one from outside would stumble upon her sleeping.
Thankfully as a sorcerer I don't need to bother about clothing and such. A simple Transmutation and Transfiguration is enough.
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"So it was you and that lover of yours who caused trouble near the forest last night?"
Standing in front of me was Sylphie, crossing her arm after listening to me recall last night's events.
"Well, it's not my fault, those vampires just came out of nowhere. I wanted to place the fight away from innocent humans so I thought near the forest would do just fine. Though I was just not expecting the fight to escalate that far." I explained with a hint of truth in my words.
I wasn't lying, I was truly not expecting Serafall's spell to be such a large-scale and devastating one. Though thankfully, she can reverse the ice and turn it back to water causing no permanent harm to the forest.
"…Fine. Anyways, before we resume our lessons, I'd like to tell you of my decision about your plan to build your Sanctum in my forest." The change of topic was not only welcomed but also caught my undivided attention.
"So, how is it? If it worries you about the forest, I'm planning to implement several nature magic runes that would make sure the forest stays as it is without any harmful affecting it." Sylphie perked up after hearing my words.
"Oh really? You have something like that?"
"Of course. I mean, I have a great teacher." I answered, winking at her.
"That was weird, stop doing that." However, the outcome was the exact opposite of what she's supposed to react to the wink.
"Stop doing what?" I asked. Please don't tell me winking at women doesn't exist here yet. I should've known.
"That, closing one of your eye thing. You look weird." Sylphie replied with a disgust in her tone.
"My bad. Anyways, let's go back to the topic." Coughing to clear my throat from the sheer embarrassment, I continued.
"Combining the magic runes you taught me and the devil capability of forming spells through the use of imagination, I managed to create rune containing a passive spell that will constantly feed the forest with nature magic." Stopping for a bit so she could register my words and keep up, I continued.
"In order to maintain the rune for a very long time, I decided to use the mana from its surroundings to power the rune. We all known trees are one of the best sources of mana energy, so what the rune does is kind of like a loop. It gives birth to trees with the use of mana, and then the said trees will produce mana for the rune." The more I said, the more realization starts to settle in Sylphie's face.
Once I'm done, she was already looking at me in a different light.
"You're good at runes that I thought. Not only you learned runes in a single day but also managed to create your own. I won't be surprised if someday in the future, you'd make yourself your own rune language." Sylphie said, not shying away from showering me with praises.
I simply nodded my head in appreciation. This rune isn't exactly the main topic of our discussion, so thankfully, Sylphie was the one who initiated to resume the original subject.
"Now, let's get back to your Sanctum. Yesterday, I contemplated about this and decided to allow it. After all, my exile is just temporary, sooner or later, me and my companions will go back to Alfheim, leaving this forest. So it would be better to let you manage it during our absence." Hearing her answer, I mentally made a victory pose. But on the outside, my face remained impassive, displaying only a small smile to show my satisfaction with her agreement.
"You won't regret it." I answered back.
"I know. Now, how about we resume our magical lessons. Since you seem to be managing well with only the basic runes to the point of being able to use one and improvise, I think it would be the best time for you to learn more advanced ones."
***
While Chamber was busy in his magic lessons. Let's go back to the farm house. More specifically, his room.
Groaning slightly, Serafall slowly opened her eyes, rubbing them slightly to diminish the blurriness.
Feeling the soft fabric blanket covering her body, Serafall, still oblivious to her current situation, slowly sat on the bed while stretching her limbs.
"I think I just had a good dream." She muttered to herself, still a bit hazy of her surroundings.
However, a minute had passed and slowly but surely, she started to realize that her surroundings looks a bit unfamiliar to her.
"This…isn't my room?" She muttered to herself once her vision cleared up and noticed the unfamiliar room.
At the same time, last night's events flashed through her mind.
Her Chamber touching her body and feeling quite good about it, drowning in pleasure and begging for more. And finally, when they got home and she immediately attacked Chamber by kissing him on the lips before falling asleep with their mouth still connected.
"W-W-What have I done!?" Once the flashing of memory finished, Serafall couldn't hold back her embarrassment and covered her reddish face with her hands.
"D-Did I really k-kiss him last night? W-We aren't even adults yet and it's so lewd!" After taking a breather, Serafall's fingers slowly crept up to her lips, tracing it with her fingertips.
"But…it felt good…" Unbeknownst to her, a smile was formed on her face. The last night's events replaying in her mind.
"Wait. Where is he?"
***
"What do you mean dead?" In the middle of a forest, several naked individuals with muscles on their bodies spoke to one another.
The most distinct on their appearances are their hairs that resembles a wolf's fur and their large, protruding canines.
"I received a report from one of our spies. The Vampire Elder, Lazarus Tepes from the Tepes clan is dead! Along with his son and personal army!"
"This is good news Wallace! We can now attack them now that their strength has diminished!" One of the man, grinned, showing his large canines as he excitedly spoke to another guy in front of him.
"Hold your paws, Lupus. Let's be cautious. Those vampires are cunning. This might be a fake information so we could attack them first and pin the blame on us."
"We must verify this news first. Gather the twins and have them sniff around."
"Yes, Alpha!" All of them nodded their heads respectively to the man whose build is much larger than them.
One can already tell who among them is the leader and the alpha.
***
"What? Lazarus is dead!? How did this happen!?" Inside a large but gloomy castle, a very pale man with deep scarlet eyes stood from his throne with shock on his face.
"Yes, Lord Damien!"
"I see. Hahaha! That old cunt is finally gone!" The pale vampire sat back on his throne but his reaction was not within expectation.
He laughed. As if the elder vampire wasn't his fellow vampire.
"S-Should we do something, Lord Damien? After all, an elder just died and the werewolves must be taking advantage of this and try to attack us! Should I increase our defenses?"
"Defenses? Attack? Are you an idiot! We won't let them attack us! We will attack them instead! That Elder has been thwarting my plans to attack the Werewolves and the humans, but now that he's gone, no one is left to go against me!"
The kneeling vampire in front of him paled even more, realizing the madness of his master in front of him.
Attacking the humans? If you are a god then it's fine but they're just lowly vampires, a bunch of race that is only slightly superior to humans. They don't have any rights to attack humans like Gods.
"Prepare my army! We'll attack the village where that idiot Elder died!" Damien ordered, frenzy and bloodlust can be seen plastered on his face.
If someone were to see his face and hear his words, they would call him crazy and a lunatic.
"Y-Yes, Lord Damien!" The kneeling vampires shivered and was about to leave the room when Damien stopped him.
"Stop calling me with such a weak name! From now on, refer to me as Lord Dracula! I'll finish what our ancestor has failed to complete!"
"L-Lord Dracula!" The vampire gulped his saliva hard. This young master of his is indeed a lunatic! No one, not even a single one vampire dares to slander their progenitor even if the said progenitor is already dead.
'How can such a disrespectful and imbecile vampire rise through Tepes Faction and become the King?!' The vampire's face turned ugly as he bowed his head and left the throne room, leaving a cackling madman that will drive the Tepes Faction to extinction.
***
On the other hand, the main perpetrator of all the current discussions happening around the world, were too busy sketching on a piece of paper.
"I could barely remember what the Sanctum Sanctorum looks like. I've been staying and training in Kamar-Taj for almost my entire life." Scratching the back of his head, Chamber decided to keep sketching for his ideal appearance of the first Sanctum.
After what seemed hours of sketching, he finally came to a conclusion.
"You know what. Why am I even thinking of making the Sanctum as big as the one in London when I could just create something small and go big after." After calling himself an idiot for a few times, Chamber was finally able to sketch the perfect look for his Sanctum.
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[Currently, my Grammarly isn't working so please spare me from my errors. I'll try to find a way to fix them.]
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