*Ssssssss…*
Once he broke through, there was no stopping him. Ezekiel poured his ice mana into Ether’s energy meridians without hesitation; the level of mastery he had achieved through his training in the ice technique was evident.
“…The heat is subsiding. How is this possible?”
First Princess Ether’s bewildered mutter reached Ezeiel’s ears.
“It’s as if… as if it trembles before Teacher’s ice mana and seeks refuge within the deepest corners of my being. Does this mean Teacher’s ice mana is stronger than the Sun Elixir itself?”
Her voice was heavy with disbelief.
Ezekiel focused, pouring all his will into the task; he had no other choice. The moment his concentration wavered, the searing heat of the Sun Elixir threatened to incinerate his mind.
Meanwhile, Ether’s energy meridians were on a completely different level.
Not only were they incredibly wide, but the speed at which her energy flowed was also incredibly fast. It was as if she had already reached the level of a superhuman.
Only then did he truly grasp how she could endure, even as she writhed in agony from the Sun Elixir. Even he, who had carved his own path to strength, found himself humbled. Ether’s energy meridians dwarfed his own — the title of Goddess of War was hers for a reason.
Ezekiel had a sudden epiphany.
‘Perhaps this is how the energy meridians can be expanded. Maybe I can apply this principle to myself.’
Ether’s body had become an invaluable source of knowledge.
Even amidst the urgency of the situation, he found an opportunity for growth. But the revelation didn’t stop there. Ether’s body was a treasure trove of secrets.
‘The underlying principle.’
Ezekiel combined his keen observation skills with his understanding of Ether’s body.
He began to discern patterns within her, a specific rhythm in the way her body used energy to absorb the Sun Elixir.
‘Just a moment… this method…’
He calculated instinctively, and soon, the answer dawned on him like a light bulb turning on.
The answer to digesting the Sun Elixir was right there.
‘If I apply this flow of energy to my ice mana…’
He wouldn’t need to rely on Ether anymore.
Ezekiel could digest the Sun Elixir on his own using his ice mana.
This meant that Ether wouldn’t have to suffer the pain of the Sun Elixir, and Ezekiel could finally achieve his goal.
Just then…
“Indeed, you are not a doctor, but a teacher.”
Ether murmured, a hint of a smile on her lips.
“And yet you study my body amidst all this. Impressive.
Ether, the Goddess of War, was a warrior who had mastered the art of manipulating her energy. She must have felt Ezekiel’s gaze as he examined her body. 𝙧𝐀Ɲ𝐎𝐁Êş
“Observe as much as you need. It matters not.”
Ether quickly assuaged Ezekiel’s unspoken concern.
Typically, analyzing another person’s energy flow without their permission was an unforgivable offense. It was considered tantamount to stealing and often resulted in fatal consequences. And yet, the First Princess granted her permission freely.
It was clear how much she valued Ezekiel.
Suddenly, a commotion erupted at the mansion gates.
— Show yourself, First Princess!
— You’re a coward, hiding behind your men!
— Give me back my man!
The voice of the Undead reverberated with unsettling clarity. Its spectral cries, amplified by the sheer density of demonic mana, seemed to claw at Ezekiel’s eardrums.
But Ether remained calm.
“A goddess from the Demon Realm, they said? I fail to grasp the reason for her envy. What connection does she have with you, Teacher?”
Even he himself was bewildered by the situation.
— Your Highness, are you okay!
— We’ll hold them off with our lives!
The warriors’ shouts continued from the gate.
The sound of clashing steel and the warriors’ battle cries were intense, indicating a fierce battle.
*Kung! Kung!*
Just as the gate was about to collapse…
“Thank you, Teacher.”
Ether whispered, slowly getting up from her seat.
She adjusted her bandages and put on her uniform, looking elegant as ever.
And then, she began to walk towards the gate.
Her footsteps were strong and confident.
The warriors felt her energy first.
— This energy…!
— It’s the First Princess’s energy! Let’s go!
Even Ezekiel was surprised by Ether’s transformation.
She clenched her fists and looked ready for battle.
“Hmm, I feel surprisingly good. My body feels so light and refreshed, it’s a new sensation for me. Maybe the answer was always you, Teacher.”
She smiled at Ezekiel, her eyes sparkling.
“Thank you. You’ve taught me another lesson today, Teacher. I’ll make sure to repay you.”
And with those words, she leaned in, to kiss him on the forehead.
“………….”
Involuntarily, he flinched, pulling his head back to avoid the kiss. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to; rather, he feared his body wouldn’t be able to handle even a moment’s exposure to her intense heat.
Of course, Ether smiled as if she didn’t mind Ezekiel’s reaction.
She had fully regained her composure, and her strength as the Goddess of War had returned.
She spoke to the messenger, who was outside the gate.
“Didn’t I say that just showing my face would be enough?”
The messenger’s urgent voice replied.
— That’s not enough anymore! We need you to take charge and clear out the undead!”
— And, and… are you feeling better?”
“I’m perfectly fine. I’ll take care of it myself.”
*Kwa-a-a-a-a-a-a!*
The gate burst open, and Ether charged out.
Her recovered appearance, or rather, her even stronger appearance, turned the tide of the battle in an instant; the warriors’ faces lit up with hope, and the Undead, who had been advancing under the goddess of the Demon Realm’s spell, faltered.
It was only natural.
Ether’s power was overwhelming.
“Turn them all to ashes. You wretches.”
*Ku-gua-gua-gua-gua!*
She released a beam of light, which didn’t even need to be focused, and it still had a devastating effect.
*Hwa-a-a-a-a-a-a!*
Just as she had said, the Undead turned to ashes.
Her energy was the exact opposite of the dark mana, and its fundamental nature was different. It was only natural that she could absorb the Sun Elixir perfectly.
It felt like a miracle, and Ether was its name.
‘I think the First Princess’s health is resolved now…’
Ezekiel felt a strong sense of dizziness.
At the same time, he felt a great sense of discomfort. His body, which had always been filled with ice mana, now had something warm circulating in his heart.
Suddenly, the Emperor’s words came to mind.
— If you think of your body as a mansion, it’s easy. The Sun Elixir will judge whether it’s a livable place and settle in.
Those words were true. Now, a spirit in the shape of a girl had taken residence in Ezekiel’s heart.
‘Are you… the Sun Elixir spirit?’
The girl nodded gruffly, still wary of Ezekiel.
‘Do you not like my body? Is it too cold?’
The spirit nodded again, and then began to create a warm, cozy space.
It seemed to have accepted the reality of living in Ezekiel’s body.
But…
Perhaps it was because the spirit’s warmth was still unfamiliar to him; the dizziness was intense, and Ezekiel felt his body lose its balance.
“Inspector, Inspector?”
The messenger’s urgent voice was heard.
“Inspector, please snap out of it!”
The voice grew fainter and fainter, and Ezekiel’s eyes closed.
…and with that, he lost consciousness.
• • • ₪ • • •
How much time had passed?
Ezekiel regained his senses in a dark, unfamiliar space. His body rested upon a bed, vast and luxuriously soft.
It seemed to be dawn, yet he couldn’t discern how many days had drifted by.
“……………..”
He tried to sit up, but his body refused to obey.
He couldn’t even twitch a finger.
The Sun Elixir, its power not yet fully assimilated, pulsed within him; the spirit had taken root, seemingly building a miniature palace around his very heart.
Just as he was about to talk to the Sun Elixir spirit…
“Finally, you’re awake.”
A familiar voice spoke, and a gentle hand caressed Ezekiel’s face.
The darkness concealed the speaker’s form, revealing only a silhouette.
Even so, the curves of a voluptuous, exquisitely sculpted female figure were unmistakable.
If a body were ever crafted to ignite desire, it was this.
Silky strands of hair, softer than any silk he had known, brushed against his skin.
Understanding dawned.
“…Ether?”
“Indeed. As expected, you recognize me.”
She continued to caress his face, her touch unbelievably tender for someone said to be the Goddess of War.
“You remember the two promises I made to you, don’t you, Teacher?”
“Yes, I do.”
“First, I promised to repay you…”
“That’s right.”
“And…”
The sound of a match being lit, and the room was filled with a soft, warm light.
“…………….”
Ezekiel blinked, momentarily stunned.
The First Princess stood before him clad only in her undergarments.
There were no elaborate adornments, no attempt at modesty. Just sheer, barely-there fabric that clung to her curves, doing little to conceal the generous swell of her breasts and the enticing curve of her hips.
‘…My body won’t move.’
As if reading his thoughts, she straddled his immobile form, a knowing smile gracing her lips.
“…I said I’d wrung you dry if I caught you, didn’t you?”
And then…,
…slowly, deliberately…
She released the straps of her undergarments, letting the fabric cascade down her body.
“From this moment forward, I shall fulfill both my promises to you.”
The difference in power was undeniable.
Resistance was futile.
END σϝ CHAPTER
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Technically, what she’s doing to him counts as r*pe!!!
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