Chapter 135: Observation Report

Luo De frowned.

A handwritten book?

Others might not understand, but he knew exactly what Demia wrote—those lewd novels.

He shook his head and let it go.

It wasn't his place to fix someone else's emotions.

About an hour later.

Demia regained consciousness.

Luo De used the minimum level of 【Mirage Net】, so the stimulation wasn't severe.

Upon learning the grafting ritual had succeeded, she smiled, but also apologized to everyone.

The next ritual would be led by the elf Kalist.

After all, these were the elves' secrets—most of the ritual construction, spell components, and incantation links would be completed by her alone.

The others could only provide magical energy support and maintain stability.

At this moment, Pavla from the trio of intern mages also rushed over to express concern.

Xiao Ke and she began gently comforting Demia.

Luo De, being a man, wasn't suited to join in, so he quietly stepped away.

Tally followed him.

"What are you staring at? I don't understand women—how am I supposed to comfort her?"

The succubus said matter-of-factly.

As dawn arrived, the ritual stabilized.

This ritual went very smoothly.

The speed of the 【Dark Vortex Rift】's sand tornado began to slow.

Magic Control League.

Top-floor office.

Order was no longer present.

The alchemical ceiling lamps had been twisted apart by magic, beyond repair.

On the high throne sat Lady Julia, the vampire king, still arrogant.

She sat with one leg crossed over the other, arms folded.

The ends of her pink hair, after being ironed, curled upward.

"You mean Hera and that forest warden aren't involved romantically?"

"According to my observations, that's correct."

Said Oona, deputy director of the Containment Division, known as the Nanny Mage.

"Even if it's not a physical relationship, I suspect Lady Hera holds Mr. Luo De in high regard."

"Oh? How so?"

Oona cleared her throat, pulled out a small notebook, and flipped through it with a rustle to a specific page.

"I'll report my observations: since infiltrating the Windwall Forest five days ago, Mr. Luo De has had relations with the succubus, the tree spirit, and the half-deer—16 times, 5 times, and 32 times respectively. Most of his essence was devoted to the half-deer, as she was in heat."

Julia let out a dainty huff.

"For a human, his body is quite impressive."

The naive vampire king clearly didn't grasp the significance of these numbers, making a shallow judgment.

Oona internally muttered, wondering why the forest warden was still alive.

"Indeed, his spiritual and physical essence remain completely unaffected; instead, those who have coupled with him show varying degrees of enhancement. Also, during the disaster ritual, he demonstrated a connection with a labyrinth consciousness, and there may be an unusual bond between them."

"Labyrinth consciousness?"

Julia was baffled—could such a thing even do that?

"It's a female dragon soul—perhaps Red Dragon Sapan. The labyrinth formed after her fall was a major event in labyrinth studies. No one expected she hadn't fully perished and instead became a labyrinth consciousness. Also, the fact that this warden is involved with the labyrinth consciousness has spread throughout the Magic Control League, as many mages witnessed it."

This nanny mage had not identified Naulin's identity as the Grudge Dragon.

"Forget these trivial details! I want to know about Hera! Hera's condition!!"

"Alright, alright, don't rush, Lady Julia. You know, witches often lose control of their magic due to emotional issues, so you really shouldn't—"

Julia pouted and covered her ears, refusing to listen to the lecture.

Oona sighed helplessly and continued:

"Over these five days, the warden visited Lady Hera only twice—once with high-end pastries, and once with some precious treasures."

"He's scheming! He's definitely scheming!"

The vampire girl fumed.

"Perhaps. As a reward, Lady Hera personally taught him some spiritual techniques and had direct physical contact with him thirteen times."

Upon hearing this, Julia's face fell into despair.

She slumped onto the throne.

"What's wrong? Lady Julia, those physical contacts were only on the arms and palms."

"You don't understand. Hera hates physical contact. To allow that many touches means her struggle against her heat is intense! Tell me how many times Hera defended herself!"

"Lady Julia, we girls… we can't say such things so bluntly."

"Stop wasting time—just tell me!"

"Seven times. Lady Hera's aura is extremely hard to detect. Fortunately, she rarely sneaks around—by the way, in the forest, the elves, ghouls, and orcs had contact with him twelve, three, and one times respectively."

The banshee hadn't, perhaps because she's a undead?

Oona admitted she didn't understand.

"Too many times! No! You must lock up that warden immediately—don't let Hera get a chance to sneak into him at night!"

"Actually… I don't think so, Lady Julia. Heat isn't as uncontrollable as you imagine, especially for high-rank individuals and mages—they handle their annual heat with ease."

"How do you know it won't? You don't even have heat!"

The vampire king slumped helplessly on her throne, her dress lifted halfway, revealing a flat, healthy abdomen.

If only she hadn't hesitated—she should've proposed to Hera long ago.

That sunrise by the sea twenty-five years ago was the perfect chance!

Julia, you fool! Why can't you ever seize an opportunity!

"I do have heat."

Oona said matter-of-factly.

"What nonsense! You're a human mage—"

Before she finished, Oona pulled down her hood, revealing a delicate, beautiful face—and pure white hair.

A pair of long, slender, fine white-furred rabbit ears with pink earlobes, previously tucked against her hair, now stood up sharply.

"Rabbitfolk?"

"Yes, Lady Julia. You didn't know my race until now?"

Oona's rabbit ears drooped in disappointment.

"Oh! Of course I knew! Kaka—Lady Julia, the Vampire King, knows everything in the world!"

Oona eyed her skeptically.

Julia quickly changed the subject.

"So, based on your heat experience, Hera can easily control herself?"

"It's heat, not 'being in heat.' I'm a celibate rabbitfolk. According to my observations, Lady Hera can definitely control herself."

Rabbitfolk are among the continent's most skilled races in spiritual magic.

Skills like 【Mind Link】, 【Spirit Shield】, 【Illusion Mist】, and 【Memory Enhancement】 come naturally to them.

Especially Oona, the deputy director of the Magic Control League's Containment Division.

She's called the "Nanny Mage" because she's the one who gently manages the vampire king's volatile moods.

(End of Chapter)