Mage Manual-Chapter 1407 - 1030: Interlude of Longing (Part 2)

Chapter 1407: Chapter 1030: Interlude of Longing (Part 2)

This also gives them the confidence to explore the Dream Staircase, even if trapped in the mist, they can forcibly escape the Void Realm!

This move works best for the Blood Saint Clan, but it also works on other races, though at a higher price. There’s a famous saying in the Blood Magic faction: "Blood is the currency of the soul." Blood Magic initially only worked on flesh, but when one’s Magic Realm is high, even stone must bleed before a Blood Mage!

Freyja and her companions had no reaction, allowing themselves to be embraced by Siflin. But when Siflin activated "Blood Return," she inevitably touched their souls and got pulled into their misty Illusion Realm!

*

Kingdom of Blood Moon, Kaimon Station.

In the waiting hall, Freyja paced back and forth anxiously in front of the train information board, unable to resist opening the Light Screen contacts, yet looking at the names on it, she dared not dial.

Suddenly, a call request appeared at the upper left corner of the Light Screen, and Meiwa panicked upon seeing the call information, hurriedly checking her appearance in the mirror beside her, holding her chest nervously as she answered the call: "Ash?"

"Hey." Ash’s face appeared in the upper left frame, he was sitting in a train seat: "I’ll be there in half an hour, you can come to the station to pick me up now."

"Uh-huh." Freyja nodded vigorously: "I’m just about to head out!"

"Liar, I can see the station entrance behind you." Ash said helplessly: "Even if you arrive early, I won’t appear before you a moment sooner."

"I fear there’s traffic on the way... and your train might arrive early... Anyway, there’s nothing else for me to do." Meiwa lowered her head, staring at her toes, pouting and murmuring: "Ash, you really don’t understand the feeling of waiting..."

"I do, though."

Ash said gently: "I also want to be with Freyja sooner, but I can’t, so I can only video call you for now. Seeing you already waiting at the station, my heart... is actually quite happy."

"This way, I can see you immediately when I get off the train, how wonderful."

Meiwa bit her lower lip, her eyes becoming watery, yet her skin flushed a beautiful peach color. She leaned against the wall, her thighs rubbing unconsciously, whispering softly: "Me too."

"See you in half an hour."

After the call ended, Freyja remained leaning against the pillar, the peach color not fading. After a while, she opened the Light Screen to search nearby shops, her expression somewhat shy and awkward:

"There’s no lingerie shop nearby..."

*

Gospel, Yisu Imperial Palace.

The Governor overseeing one faction, the spokesperson for the family group, the minister wielding power over the lands of the Six Kingdoms kneels in the grand hall, submitting to the King, who is supreme, benevolent, and mighty.

"Greetings Holy Emperor, Greetings Purple Empress!"

In the sky-light Veil that the minister struggles to lift his head and see, Ash lazily lies on the Supreme Throne, looking down at a Mage’s Handbook. Hanna, dressed in a shimmering pale purple gown, lies in his arms, her head turning slightly, causing the purple crystal earrings to gently sway, reflecting elegant brilliance under the light. She glanced at the masses below, her lips slightly parted: "Rise."

The ministers stood up one after another, still not daring to lift their heads: "Your Majesty, the current emergency sequence topics are as follows: the Heavenly Kingdom’s Wonder construction plan, the Heavenly Kingdom’s Secret Realm construction plan, the Kingdom of Gospel’s welfare system reform plan..."

Hanna gently caressed Ash’s face, as if seeking his opinion. Ash reached through her armpit, encircling her ample bosom, holding her in his arms, but still looking at the Mage’s Handbook in his hand: "Aren’t you managing quite well? If you like, continue to oversee it."

Hanna gave a playful hum, adjusting her position in his embrace to be more comfortable. When she looked at the presented topics, there was no longer the desire for affection on her face, only the calm and dignity of a ruler. Even though there were many topics, myriad complexities, she instead was spirited, eager to face challenges, full of confident ambition!

*

The Heavenly Kingdom of Thousand Wishes, beside the Wish Pool.

Two figures sparred at a speed invisible to the naked eye, with sonic boom clouds erupting every second and the touch of iron and steel echoing every moment. The air seemed to become tangible here, beaten with a bang and wailing mournfully.

Suddenly, one figure maneuvered behind the other, legs like chains wrapping around the other’s waist, hands forming a crucifix lock on the other’s throat, pinning him firmly to the ground!

"My joint lock is formed, you lost!" Tamasi said smoothly.

Ash remained silent, his hands constantly striking backward, attempting to break Tamasi’s crucifix lock. Black Crow chuckled and smoothly shifted position, not only pinning Ash beneath but also using a counter joint technique to bind his hands together.

"You lost, admit defeat."

"Not... yet..." Ash strained with all his might, arching his back to lift Tamasi, but she immediately adjusted her stance to pin Ash to the ground again, giving him no chance to turn the tables, thoroughly controlling his limbs!

"Admit defeat!" Tamasi grew somewhat annoyed: "You lost!"

Ash glared at her, his face reddening, refusing to speak. Tamasi slightly twisted his elbow counter-joint, "Admit defeat and I’ll release you."

Ash broke out in a sweat from the pain, his body trembling, yet he stared at her intensely, stubbornly refusing. Tamasi softened immediately, unwilling to harm him, but determined to prevail over this man: "If you don’t admit defeat, I’ll bite you."

"Huh."

Hearing this sound, Tamasi almost burned with rage, she lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite his neck. After fighting, they both were drenched in sweat, and Tamasi’s bite felt salty, yet mixed with an indescribable aroma; she too seemed to radiate this scent, and the blend between them yielded a curious effect.

Tamasi released her hold, leaving a clear bite mark on Ash’s neck, "Will you admit defeat?"

Ash glanced at her, too prideful to respond.

Tamasi ground her teeth in frustration, pressing her body against Ash, gently nibbling on his earlobe, finely grinding with her pearly teeth. When the earlobe turned red from biting, Tamasi released it, lowering her eyes and finding Ash’s face flushed like rosy clouds, rising heat from his body, sweat sliding down the bridge of his nose to his cheeks, dazing Black Crow for a moment.

After a while, she asked: "Will you admit defeat?"

"No."

For some reason, Tamasi felt a subtle tingling sensation throughout her body, but with both hands and feet pinning Ash, she could only squirm on top of him like a snake, yet the more she rubbed, the stronger the sensation grew. Ash’s shirt had come undone, revealing his sharply defined collarbone. Tamasi directly lowered her mouth to bite it, though her teeth exerted no force, her breathing becoming shallow and quick.

A moment later, she looked up again. Even though you can maintain your body at peak state after hundreds of rounds, the death herald Black Crow now felt her heart pounding, her face also burgeoning with pinkness.

"Will you admit defeat?"

The voice bore no threat, soft more like a cooing.

"No."