"With this, we officially have a contract."
After a while, the black light began to fade, just as Ebonique's voice was heard, to which Erik responded.
"That's great. Do you want so Myst with mana? Ignis really liked it, and just call Erik; it feels better."
"Alright, Erik, I'd love so."
With a smile, Erik quickly placed his hand on Ebonique's head and began to transfer the mixture of mana and Myst that always flowed through his body. In recent years, Erik's ability to control Myst has improved on several levels, allowing him to maintain the mixture of Myst and mana running through his body, which made him feel more comfortable. He could now share it with his wolves and, at this mont, with Ebonique without any problem, whenever he wished.
The mont Ebonique felt Erik's mana combined with Myst, she closed her eyes in pleasure and began to emit sounds very similar to contented purring. This made Ignis smile with amusent, though a hint of envy was visible in her eyes until Erik eventually lifted his hand.
"That was incredibly delicious, Erik," Ebonique comnted with pleasure, to which Erik responded with a smile.
"Hahaha, I'm glad you liked it."
Noticing the strange look Ignis was giving him, Erik quickly understood the ssage and asked with a smile.
"Do you want so too, Ignis?"
"If it's not too much trouble."
"Not at all."
Erik quickly approached Ignis and shared a good amount of the mixture with her, and she, like Ebonique, closed her eyes and emitted content and satisfied sounds for a while until the transfer was complete.
"That was delicious; thank you, Erik." Ignis thanked him with an obviously satisfied tone, as she seed to savor the taste.
"Don't worry, it's no problem. By the way, Ignis," Erik's face showed an awkward and embarrassed expression, but he continued, "I was wondering if you might have another spirit friend who doesn't have a contract and would like to make one with a great master-level genius, hehe."
Erik's words greatly surprised Sigrún and Eleonora, who were enjoying tea at their glass table, so much so that their hands froze in midair, apprehensive about what Erik's question might provoke.
A similar feeling arose in the heart of Seraphina, the Victorian maid who had just served tea to the beautiful Masters. She quickly focused all her senses on her young lady's first disciple, preparing to react imdiately if the worst happened.
"Are you referring to the woman over there?" Ignis pointed with one of her wings toward Eleonora, who inevitably turned to look at her, then added, "Although she is talented, it won't be easy to convince soone to contract with her. But maybe if soone were to feed for, I don't know, a century, I might..."
"Deal."
Ignis's words were quickly cut off by Erik, causing Ignis to tilt her head slightly, but Erik quickly continued, fearing the beautiful blue phoenix might change her mind.
"It's a deal. I'll give you mana for a century if you manage to secure a contract for my master. How does that sound?" Erik asked, a big mischievous grin on his face.
For their part, Ignis and Ebonique stared for a mont at Erik's wide grin until, after a mont, Ignis gave in and, after a long sigh, replied.
"Alright, I'll look for soone then."
"I'd appreciate it if it were soone powerful. My master Eleonora has been very good to and is very powerful. And if you want, I can extend the ti, since, for now, according to my masters, I'll live about 600 years. Or you can ask for anything else. As long as it's sothing I can do, I'll do it."
Erik's smile grew even larger as he spoke, which brought a sort of ironic smile to the blue phoenix's face. Even though she really wanted to ask for more, she felt that doing so would sohow make her look bad. Besides, there was competition for the job right next to her, so if she raised the price, she might end up with nothing. In the end, she could only give in and respond.
"I'll see what I can do then."
"Hehehe, thanks, Ignis. If you want anything from , just ask. I'm truly grateful to you."
"Well, then give more mana, a good amount."
"Of course."
anwhile, Eleonora, Sigrún, and Seraphina exchanged utterly astonished looks, doubting whether what had just happened was real. Sigrún couldn't help but pinch Eleonora, who, instead of getting angry, simply looked at her arm with a dazed expression, confirming she wasn't dreaming.
For her part, a beautiful smile ford on Seraphina's face as she couldn't help but look at her young lady's first disciple—her new young master—with eyes full of interest and approval, pleased with the gesture of the star-haired young man. At the sa ti, she felt that the young man seed increasingly likeable in her eyes.
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In the ethereal unreality of a different dinsion stood a majestic mansion, which appeared to be an exquisite display of sophisticated and ancient architecture. The curved roofs spread out like bird wings, covered with tiles that shimred under the glow of a spectral sun, while the immaculate white walls emitted a soft luminosity, beautifully contrasting with the dark wood-frad doors and windows.
The gardens flowed around the house like rivers of greenery, with crystal-clear ponds reflecting the mansion's celestial elegance, adorned by stone bridges arching over them, connecting islands of blooming lilies and lotuses.
Inside, the corridors and halls had their walls adorned with scrolls depicting delicate natural scenes and supernatural creatures, while carved wooden columns rose from the floor to the ceiling. The polished wooden floors glead under the light filtering through the intricate lattice windows, and silk cushions and straw futons offered rest in every room.
In the middle of the main hall of the imposing mansion, bathed in the filtered light from wooden lattices. Two won of supernatural beauty sat on a woven straw tatami in what seed to be a serene tea ceremony of Asian tradition.
One of the won had blue hair that seed sculpted from azurite, with skin as pale as shining mother-of-pearl with an ethereal glow and eyes of deep blue. These harmonized wonderfully with her pale blue dress, adorned with stylized birds in a range of darker blue tones.
Opposite the beautiful blue-haired woman was a black-haired woman radiating equally impressive beauty, with her hair cascading around her shoulders, as dark as the abyss, a color shared by her eyes, and her Chinese-style outfit with dragon motifs. It consisted of a silk blouse with a high collar and long sleeves, contrasting with the softness of her white pants.
Both won held ceramic teacups in their hands, savoring with careful attention to detail, but suddenly, the voice of the gorgeous black-haired woman echoed in the room.
"Who would have thought that your desire to play in the mortal dinsion would bring about sothing so good, Ignis."
"Fufufu, I told you, Ebonique, miracles happen all the ti in the mortal dinsion," the beautiful blue-haired woman replied with an elegant smile on her lips, which also seed to contain a hint of smugness.
"I really have to apologize to you. Everyone, including myself, thought it was complete madness for one of the eternal spirits to lower herself to pose as a re ancestral to accompany a weak human.
Even I thought you had lost a couple of screws, but who would have believed you'd find a true miracle? Did you have so prophecy or sothing, Ignis?" Ignoring the blue-haired woman's smile, the black-haired woman responded in an elegant tone, full of majesty and authority.
"Fufu, not at all. That was a beautiful coincidence. It's just that you don't understand the beauty of the mortal world, but I think you'll begin to understand it little by little alongside young Erik."
"But there's sothing I don't understand. Why didn't you stay with Erik yourself and instead take the trouble to co find and convince to do it?"
"It's actually very simple. I'm very fond of my little Sig. Besides, Erik is her disciple, and he would never have accepted . And since he also seed truly interested in lightning, I decided to co to you and give you the opportunity."
"Thank you very much, Ignis." Ebonique licked her lips in an incredibly seductive manner and added in a tone full of delight, "His mana is truly the most delicious thing I've tasted in eons."
"Without a doubt, it's a real delicacy..." Rembering that exquisite flavor, Ignis couldn't help but lick her lips in a similar way while placing a hand on her cheek, trying to hide the slight blush coloring her cheeks.
Recovering from the mory of that exquisite taste, Ebonique recalled Erik's request, so she quickly asked Ignis, pulling her out of her thoughts as well.
"And what spirit will you give the girl? Do you need to send one of my boys? The girl has a good affinity for lightning, after all."
"Not really; I'm thinking of sending a little boy who was causing trouble in my territory so ti ago and whom I had to discipline," Ignis replied with an elegant smile on her face as she took another sip of her tea.
"Tsch..."
At Ignis's response, Ebonique could only click her tongue in annoyance while glancing at the bag Erik had given to that annoying phoenix. Sothing that provoked a beautiful smile from the blue-haired woman, who began to put things into it while speaking.
"Fufufu, you don't have to be so envious of my bag. Maybe one day Erik will make one for you too..."
"Hmph."
At Ignis's obvious gloating, Ebonique could only snort in irritation before taking another sip of her tea. She then began planning how to get one for herself and where in her mansion she should display it so that all her visitors would die of envy.
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