"Yaaaaawhn!"
Cecilia yawned tiredly and stretched her body as the sun rose. Her Spell and Alchemy Potion fusion had worked and with her little trick, she must have managed to influence Liam Almandine, even if only a little.
She invented the technique herself. She had tested it on small animals and several horses, and every time, she had always succeeded in getting the animals to obey her. All the animals would immediately respond to her like loyal servants once she used the technique.
She was very proud and wondered how she had come up with such a brilliant idea of combining Magic and Alchemy.
Well, she did have some doubts about this technique because the animals she enchanted would die a few hours later or the next day. They also really obeyed her, but
Today was the last day the two Hyacinth princes and their guards stayed in the Almandine. Miriam stood before the two of them who were kneeling on the floor. Old Duke and Heath also witnessed that, furrowing their brows deeply. "We can't apologize," Heinrich said calmly and flatly, "But we can promise to give you something to at least pay for what we've done." Julian secretly glanced at his brother, who was kneeling next to him. The man looked very serious and since this morning, Julian felt his brother had a lot on his mind. "We will make the West Continent safe for the Lycans and other creatures who have a conscience and are able to communicate. We will make the West Continent, like Euclase, a continent wh
Last night, Heinrich couldn't get a wink of sleep. The commotion at the top room of the highest tower, where Harriet and Liam were sleeping, was actually a commotion that had nothing to do with him or his problem at all. Moreover, the castle was very spacious and the distance between the tower and the guest residences that Heinrich and Julian were occupying was quite far. If it wasn't for the white dove, the Artificial Spirit that he released from sensing the suspicious mana fluctuations last night, he wouldn't know what had happened. Heinrich felt his heart shatter into pieces. Harriet Goldlane might be a different individual from his teacher, Cynthia Delaroche. However, that woman was most likely her reincarnation, and they had the exact same face and nature. Becau
Magic and Alchemy must not be rooted in the same soil. It was a lesson learned from the chaos that occurred decades ago. After Sorcery, the Dark Art created by combining Magic and Alchemy was banned in this world, the Euclase Imperial Continent wiped out all knowledge of not only Sorcery but also Magic. At the same time, while Euclase chose Alchemy to be studied in modern times, the Petunia Continent or the West Continent chose Magic. So while the Euclase people knew nothing about Magic, the Petunia Continent people knew nothing about Alchemy either. Until they could find the right way to make the two arts work side by side without creating Sorcery, no world leader would agree to have the two arts merged together. However, on the bright side, these two arts develop s
When Liam opened his eyes, he realized it was late at night. The ceiling panels in the room at the top of the tower were wide open, and the half-moon was visible on the horizon. He blinked in surprise. How could he wake up without a full moon? Before his question could be answered, the pain hit him and made him feel weak and paralyzed. It wasn't the first time he had felt pain all over his body like this, but this time, it was so throbbing and all his joints felt stiff. The next instinct he had was to summon someone, but the figure of a woman entered his sense of sight. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. The first thing that popped into his head was, 'Woah, how can all the beauty of the world be compressed into a single being?'
Daniel looked at Liam with a dumbfounded expression. What just happened? He found Liam's question confusing. “You don't remember about Madam at all, Milord? You don't remember what happened before you fell unconscious?" asked Daniel who also looked very worried for his master. Liam fell silent and shook his head. “For goodness sake…” Daniel's chest tightened, making him take a deep breath. Liam's eyes were filled with extreme fear. He was afraid of his inability to remember anything. He was afraid of losing that precious feeling. He was afraid of losing his memory of that woman– “No… oh, no, I can't even remember her name. What's my wife's name, Daniel? Tell me, please," Liam begged softly, trying to lower his voice, hid
Liam tried to move his body. He tightened and loosened his grip on his hand, opening and closing his fingers over and over again. Since morning he had been trying to find his father's walking cane, but he couldn't find it anywhere. His body ached a lot, especially when he tried to move, so he tried to find a cane to lean on. Could it be one of the things he had forgotten? "I found this, Young Lord," Daniel said and handed him a cane. But what he brought him was actually just part of a cane. With one look, Liam knew it was his father's walking cane. But the handle was missing. The tip was also sharp as if it had been cut by a sharp object. Even the engraving of his father's name was cut in half.
"Milord can dip in first. I'll join you in a minute," said Harriet, whose face flushed red, running away from there. Liam, who was already naked, saw Harriet run out of the bathroom. Join him? Liam swallowed. Was this the game they used to play before Liam lost his memory? As anticipation filled his head, pushing all the complicated questions away and replaced with lust slowly starting to sink into his head, Liam felt his own face turn red. Right now he was confused because he had no vivid memory, and he still felt his marriage to Harriet was just a dream too good to be true. But now he was standing in his bathroom, naked, waiting for his wife to
"Mmm!" The beautiful voice of the woman who moaned at his treatment echoed in the bathroom. And Harriet's feet had landed on his already tense manhood. SPLASH! Harriet fell into Liam's arms in the tub. Harriet's legs had wrapped around his waist below the murky medicinal water, and Harriet could feel Liam throbbing beneath her, rubbing against her own crotch. But right now, the two of them were exchanging hot and aggressive kisses. Liam didn't say much. With Harriet in his arms, he continued the kisses at a long and short rhythm. His hands ran all over Harriet and lightly massaged her under the murky medicinal bath, giving her his full attention. Harriet herself focused on Liam's kiss and all the incredible sensations he gave to her waist, back, buttocks and chest. Doing this in the shower, in a tub filled with warm, fragrant, herb water gave a distinct sensation that felt like a romantic honeymoon. Liam's sturdy and slender body wrapped around her, and the wet sensation that env