—All right!
—Excuse , ma’am... I murmured before stepping away.
As soon as I left the tent of the Sun Mount Tower, I gave Marcelina a slight bow, maintaining respect, and moved on.
The sense of relief at finally leaving that heavy atmosphere was unmistakable.
I walked toward the area behind the tents, where rows of wooden houses stood in perfect order.
Young acolytes of both sexes ca and went, likely settling into their new temporary residences.
With the iron key I had received just minutes earlier, I searched for the door that matched the number engraved on it.
The location was easy to find, and soon I stood before the door.
Before inserting the key into the lock, I closed my eyes and gave a ntal command to the biochip.
—Adjust my hormones.
["Beep!"]
["Activating..."]
A faint wave of relief washed over my body, as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders.
I shook my head, laughing inwardly.
What a dangerous woman.
I am certain many other acolytes must have fallen for her charms and suffered consequences because of their weakness.
That kind of woman, with that arrogant air, definitely enjoys toying with the lives of those she considers inferior.
Just like a dark Morgana.
["Hormones normalized."]
With everything in order, I inserted the key into the lock and turned it clockwise.
"Click~~"
A soft click sounded, and the door opened.
The interior was simple, but functional.
As I stepped inside, I was greeted by a dark-haired, dark-eyed young man who ca out of one of the rooms and approached with a warm smile.
—Hey! Nice to et you. Are you new here?
—Hi! I’m Eduard!" I replied with a smile, extending my hand.
—I’m Wallace.
He shook my hand firmly.
I quickly realized he seed like the sociable type, soone who made friends easily.
—Co on! Let introduce you! Wallace gestured toward the hallway where several wooden doors were lined up, each probably leading to an individual room.
He clapped his hands and announced loudly.
—Ladies and gentlen, we have a new traveling companion!
One by one, the doors began to open and the occupants erged, curious to see the new acolyte.
A group of seven or eight people gathered in front of .
I observed each of them closely, trying to morize their faces and behaviors.
—Good afternoon! I’m Liam, and I’m a Moon!" said a young man who seed to be the leader of the group.
His tone was firm and authoritative.
—You arrived quite late!" he continued. —Why is that?"
I sighed, not wanting to go into too many details.
—Unfortunately, the ship I was traveling on suffered a devastating attack... Giant spiders ambushed us, and although I killed so, the rest caused significant damage.
Liam frowned, seeming to recognize the story.
—I see... I think I’ve heard about that place.
—If I’m not mistaken, it was in the waters of the Dead Sea.
—I’ve heard that happens quite often there.
I nodded in confirmation as he looked at the other acolytes who had joined the conversation.
—Let introduce them!" he said, gesturing toward the group.
—This is Wallace, whom you’ve already t!" he said, pointing to the cheerful young man beside .
—This is Cris, a three-star acolyte!" he introduced a muscular Black man who seed a little embarrassed by the attention but maintained a simple, honest expression.
Liam continued the introductions, his tone slightly colder when ntioning the surnas.
—This is Sophia, a two-star acolyte! And over there are Nyssa and Olivia, both one-star acolytes!"
I observed Sophia, who forced a shy smile as she greeted .
Her attempt to appear confident was noticeable, but her eyes did not lie.
As for Nyssa and Olivia, two very beautiful Black young won, they seed even more insecure.
Their gazes were fixed on the floor, as if they were afraid of being noticed.
It was an intriguing sight—especially since they were the first Black won I had seen in this world, and their beauty stood out even amid their insecurity.
Maybe... if I feel like having sex, I can leave my room in the middle of the night and rape one of the girls.
So far, I’ve only tasted white at, I want to discover the taste of chocolate in this new world.
Of course, all this is possible because here the law of the strongest prevails. Being stronger, you can take whatever you want, and no one will dare to contradict you.
Because of these aspects, I think this world is much more delightful to live in.
—How... how are you?" Sophia said, trying to sound friendly.
I returned her smile with a slight nod.
Before I could respond, I noticed soone standing off to the side, isolated from the group.
It was a boy dressed in a black suit with aristocratic cuts; his pale skin and arrogant expression imdiately set him apart.
I pursed my lips, intrigued, and turned to Liam.
—Hey, who’s that guy?"
Liam followed my gaze, and his expression hardened slightly.
—That’s Oliver, our genius of the sester. The only Sun so far. Becoming a mage for him is just a matter of ti.
There was a bitter tone in his voice, as if each word carried a weight he would rather not bear.
—Wow... a Sun.
—He has a 90% chance of becoming a mage!
No wonder he’s so arrogant, I thought, feeling a mixture of respect and irritation as I looked at Oliver.
His clothes, posture, and aura of superiority were impossible to ignore.
As if sensing we were talking about him, Oliver lifted his chin and cast a disdainful glance at the group.
—Losers... talentless fools, he muttered under his breath, but loud enough to cause discomfort.
Without saying anything more, he turned and entered his room.
It was evident that his accommodation was superior—larger, with more refined decorations and an aura of exclusivity.
Liam scoffed, visibly irritated.
—As a five-star acolyte, his treatnt will always be the best. Who knows, so professors may already have their eyes on him to take him as an apprentice.
His tone was even more bitter now, and I could feel the weight of the divisions among them.
It was clear that these people were segregated into groups.
The three-star acolytes and the "Moons" ford the middle layer, superior to those of lower rank like Sophia, Nyssa, and Olivia, but still far below Oliver, the only Sun.
I decided to break the awkward silence and formally introduce myself.
—Hello everyone! I’m Eduard, and my aptitude is... three stars!"
Liam imdiately relaxed his expression and gave a warm smile, realizing that my talent was not above his.
—Welco, Eduard!"
He extended his hand and shook mine firmly, showing friendliness.
However, Sophia and the two girls only cast quick glances at before murmuring a shy greeting.
They seed even more discouraged by my declaration, as if each new addition to the group above them chipped away a little more at their self-esteem.
Shortly after, they returned to their rooms in silence.
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Sitting on a luxurious purple velvet sofa, Marcelina maintained a posture that was both relaxed and predatory.
She rested her chin on one hand as a mischievous smile ford on her intensely red-painted lips.
—Hahaha... how delightful.
It’s been years since a re warrior has been able to resist my charms."
—What would this child’s sen taste like?
—What expression would he make when sucking my breasts and penetrating my pussy?
She licked her lips, making the crimson gloss stand out even more.
—I hope your willpower remains strong, for control is essential to survive in the magical world you are about to enter.
As she spoke, her thin, elegant fingers brushed against her lips as if savoring a long-anticipated delicacy.
—What would that boy taste like?
—The flavor of his blood?
—His heart?
—His internal organs?
—Hmm...
A faint blush spread across her face, revealing a twisted and brutal facet of her character.
Her eyes glead with insane desire as she snapped her fingers sharply.
"Snap~~"
A human heart appeared, still beating, floating for a brief mont before dropping into her hand.
She held it delicately, but with a voracious gleam in her eyes, taking a bite and chewing slowly as blood ran down the corners of her mouth.
What must I do to have him within my reach? Marcelina wondered, savoring the mont.
Should I trap him in an illusion and devour him alive?
She sighed, montarily pushing the disturbing thoughts to the back of her mind.
But as she recalled the prohibition imposed by the Leader of the Sun Mount Tower, her expression darkened.
—Damn it..." she muttered irritably.
What a pity... I truly wanted to see the despair in his eyes as he begged for his life.
Suddenly, she sensed a presence approaching.
With a snap of her fingers, the grotesque scene vanished: the heart, the blood, every trace of the macabre feast. Her expression beca composed and serious, as if nothing had happened.
At the entrance of the luxurious tent, a young girl appeared.
Small and nervous, yet determined, the girl made her voice heard.
—Hello, I would like to enroll in the Sun Mount Tower."
Marcelina sighed, banishing her profane thoughts to the depths of her mind.
—Co in, little one."
Her voice was sweet, almost maternal, but the glint in her eyes made it clear that the sweetness was only a mask for sothing far more dangerous.
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