Chapter 21 Beautiful Girl Mage Rasputin (Part 1)
"We're finally here!" Ulysses stood in front of the dilapidated door of his house, expressing sincere emotion. Although Rasputin's body was unexpectedly light, it was still a big burden for him, who had already exhausted his energy. However, now that everything was over, he finally got home, and it was already four o'clock in the morning.
Ulysses pushed open the door of his house, carefully placed Rasputin on his bed, and sat down on the floor. He was so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.
"Aya, what do you mean by further treatment of Rasputin. Isn't my magic energy going to disappear temporarily for a while? How can I heal him if I can't use light magic?" Ulysses was waiting for his physical strength to recover. During the time, He raised his question to Aya.
"Master, his internal and external injuries are almost healed under your Holy Healing Light, but Holy Healing Light can't automatically connect his broken bones. If this continues, he will become a useless person who can't even walk. So he needs a special technique to connect his bones. As a magic fairy, I can't use this technique. So I need the master to bring him back for treatment. Also, only the master's strengthened body can learn this technique in a short time." Aya answered Ulysses' questions in a flat tone, but somehow Ulysses always felt that there was something hidden under her calm appearance.
"Connect bones after the magic treatment! I didn't expect you to have this skill!" Ulysses admired Aya a bit. Indeed, as she said, light magic had excellent healing effects on internal and external injuries, but it couldn't do anything about fractures. On the contrary, people who had broken bones must not be treated by light magic at will, otherwise, the broken bones would never return to their original positions.
On the continent, the wounded with fractures usually go to the herbalist to fix the bones and then seek the priest to treat with light magic. However, a wounded person like Rasputin whose whole bones were broken would generally die, because before a herbalist could connect his bones, he would die from a lot of internal bleeding. And if he was treated with advanced light magic first like Ulysses, the problem Aya just mentioned would arise.
In fact, Ulysses also thought about this issue when he treated Rasputin with Holy Healing Light, but he thought it was better to live than die anyway. Besides, as a level six mage, Rasputin wouldn't be completely incapable of making a living as long as he could recite the spell, so Ulysses didn't hesitate to heal him too much. Now Aya actually said that she had a solution to this problem, how could he not be impressed.
It must be said that there were thousands of people on the continent who were disabled every year because of this side effect of light magic. If all priests could learn this technique, there would be countless people who would be benefited. Thinking of this, Ulysses felt that his fatigue had disappeared a lot, and his physical strength had recovered a bit, so he immediately stood up and said to Aya, "Aya, hurry up and teach me this technique. I want to treat Rasputin right away."
"Yes, Master. Then. Please follow my instructions." Aya flew towards Ulysses, hugged his head from his back, and pressed her chest on the back of his head.
"You, what are you doing! S-stop!." Feeling the softness of Aya's small br***ts, Ulysses' body instantly stiffened. He wanted to turn his head to reprimand her, but he couldn't turn around.
"Master, this is a necessary process! Please calm down, in this way you can get mental synchronization with me, and let the techniques that exist in my mind be used through your hands, otherwise you will not be able to learn and master this technique in a short period of time." Instead of leaving, Aya held Ulysses’s head tighter.
"Is, is that so?" Ulysses listened to the charming whisper in his ear, smelling the fragrance of the girl. Saying that he was not tempted, it would be a lie. He faintly felt that an unknown fire was burning in his heart.
‘No, this can't go on anymore, concentrate, concentrate, Ulysses, there is a wounded person waiting for your treatment in front of you!’ Ulysses pinched his thigh fiercely, forcing himself to focus on Rasputin on the bed.
"Then, please take off his clothes first. This technique requires extremely high accuracy, so there can be no clothing blocking the view." Aya's voice came from one side of his ears.
‘Undress him?’ Ulysses hesitated for a moment, but still started to do it. Anyway, they were all boys, and it was not a big deal to be seen by the same sex. The first thing that was taken off was Rasputin's veil.
To Ulysses's surprise, Rasputin's face was younger than he thought. With emerald-clear eyes, black short hair barely reaching the shoulders, and a pale, handsome face, he did not look more than eighteen years old. But why did he hide his true face with a black cloak and veil?
If he appeared in front of the public with this handsome face, coupled with his strong strength of the level six mage of three elements, it would be enough to make all the girls in Taji City crazy for him. You must know that such young, handsome, and powerful boys would almost only appear in love fairy tales written for girls. In the stories, boys like him were generally called "Prince Charming."
However, his skin was a bit too pale, it seemed that it had surpassed the limit that ordinary men could reach. Maybe he liked to wear a black cloak and a veil to maintain his beautiful pale skin.
From this point, this mage named Rasputin should come from a noble family. Only those nobles who regard their demeanor as more important than their own lives would pay so much attention to the maintenance of their skin. It was rumored that some of them never went out when the sun was high, and the banquets were all held at night. But if Rasputin was a nobleman, why would he come to do mercenary missions? As far as Ulysses knew, most aristocrats despised mercenaries. They believed that mercenaries who fight and kill all day long were all vulgar people and uncivilized. But the irony was that they liked to find mercenaries to solve every problem they had. They often called it - "make the best use of everything."
After taking off the cloak and veil, only a close-fitting black jumpsuit remained on Rasputin's body. The strange thing was that Ulysses couldn't find the buttons for the clothes after searching for a long time. In the end, he turned Rasputin over and discovered that the buttons of this suit were behind him!
‘How did he put on this suit?’ With such doubts, Ulysses unbuttoned all the buttons on Rasputin's clothes and took off his suit. In this way, there were no more clothes on Rasputin's body. A very good smell immediately blew on his face. ‘This guy uses a very high-level perfume!’ Ulysses turned Rasputin's body to his front as he thought.
‘Wait, what is this?’ When he turned Rasputin to the front, Ulysses found two white "unidentified objects" on his chest. He touched them with his hands, and a familiar touch came from his hands. It was soft and slippery, an endless comfortable feeling. Oh, right. It was almost the same as the touch of Aya's b****s that he now felt in the back of his head! Wait! The b***s, the b****s, soft...
"Ahhhhhhh!" Ulysses let out a terrible scream. He didn't expect that—Rasputin, he, no, "she", she was actually a girl! ! !
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Author-san you forgot to mention that Ulysses had suffered a mini-stroke just as he turned the girl over, there by explaining why he didn't instantly realize those where breast.
ReplyDeleteUnless of course you meant to imply the hero likes to molest unconscious girls pretending to himself it was all a misunderstanding.
If he suffererd mini stroke instantly as you said, he wouldn't be able to move let alone touching the girl. The whole point is to explain how ignorant and innocent Ulysses was.
DeleteA few seconds of delay in realisation is typical writing methods in many novels. It doesn't simply he likes to do it. Unless that's the only thing you can think of. Then I can't help you further.
*edit. It doesn't imply that he likes to do it.
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