Bear School Astartes

"You want to help me."

Tishaya spoke with difficulty, like someone after a hangover.

"I do have... an idea."

Saying this, she closed her eyes and shook her head hard.

When there’s a sign of relief from this dizziness and fatigue, one can endure, at least thinking, ’If I endure a bit longer, it’ll be milder, perhaps a good sleep will cure it completely.’

But once such discomfort shows no sign of relief, a person’s willpower tends to weaken.

And Tishaya’s rationality knew that without the intake of Chaos Magic Power, her condition wouldn’t improve in just one or two days.

Chaos Magic Power had penetrated every corner of her body throughout her centuries-long career as a warlock, building her abilities beyond average human capacity.

Now that it’s all gone, how can one adapt in just a few days?

"You have a way, then do it quickly," Lann said straightforwardly. "What do you need me to do?"

"..."

Tishaya’s lips moved, but her voice was low and unclear, and Lann couldn’t hear well.

Only when she repeated it did it become clear.

"Touch me."

The young demon hunter raised an eyebrow and placed his hand on the palm that Tishaya had laid on the table.

But immediately, she pushed his head away with impatience.

"Don’t obstruct, directly, directly touch me."

"..." Though Lann didn’t quite understand what was happening, he looked speechless at the uncomfortable Tishaya. "I just put on my gloves and arm guards..."

Muttering, the demon hunter was about to remove the arm guards and gloves he had cleaned and put on after coming down from the dissection table.

But the female warlock couldn’t wait any longer.

Tishaya seemed to use her last strength.

She suddenly tilted her body, hooking her previously table-resting palm around Lann’s bent neck.

The female warlock’s fingers made direct contact with the demon hunter’s neck skin.

In an instant, Lann felt a sudden emptiness coming from within his body.

This emptiness even made it difficult for him to stand firmly.

But immediately, his enhanced muscles and bones clearly transmitted the sensation to his brain, indicating that they remained strong and powerful.

Not to mention the Valyrian Steel Cable repeatedly interwoven and inserted through the tendons on the outer layer of muscles, showing no sign of diminished output or maintenance.

So almost in an imperceptible moment, Lann immediately conquered the sudden emptiness in his body with his clear consciousness.

He forced his body to resist his feelings and maintained a stable stance indistinguishable from before.

At the same time, he noticed a blank indicator bar that Mentos had suddenly projected on the edge of his retina, marked in red with ’Magic Power: 0%!’

Tishaya had siphoned the magic power from her own body.

Lann immediately understood what was happening.

The demon hunter’s magic power came from their mutated bodies, self-produced through life-sustaining food intake.

Though, hence, compared to warlocks who could mobilize external Chaos Magic Power, the demon hunter’s magic power was pitifully scarce in quantity.

However, in different world environments, it could still generate Chaos Magic Power.

And given the magical power gap between demon hunters and warlocks, of course, it was feasible for a warlock to extract the magic power from a demon hunter’s body.

It’s just that in the Magic Middle Ages, no warlock ever considered doing this.

After all, Chaos Magic Power was spread everywhere in that world, only unevenly across regions.

Essentially, for those who know the ropes, Chaos Magic Power was not a scarce resource.

Mobilizing magic power from the environment is no less efficient and more dignified than extracting the scant amount from a demon hunter’s body.

And if one intends to use this method against a particular demon hunter, it’s entirely not worthwhile.

The warlock’s magic power, whether in quantity or casting ability, overwhelmingly surpassed the demon hunter’s.

If extracting their body’s magic power isn’t done with unimpeded close proximity, additional magic power channels need to be built.

With that time and focus, wouldn’t it be easier to cast a fireball or lightning chain?

And as for close-range extraction... would a warlock willingly approach a hostile demon hunter close enough to touch?

Is he not finding his life exciting enough, not living on the edge enough?

Nonetheless, this was Lann’s first time realizing that a warlock could extract Chaos Magic Power from a demon hunter’s body like this.

This was a highly suitable method for Tishaya’s current state.

Lann overcame the discomfort of his magical power depletion in an imperceptible moment.

He didn’t even sway, which was also due to the demon hunter’s body not relying too heavily on Chaos Magic Power.

But he guessed that although Tishaya might find some relief, the progress shouldn’t be significant.

Once, after waking up in the morning, Margaret had sensed the magic power within his body.

At that time, the dean of Airetusa said, ’Your magic power is astonishing, approximately comparable to a beginner apprentice in the academy.’

Later, after several enhancement surgeries, Lann’s body also led to an increase in the reserves of Chaos Magic Power.

But even so, it should only be equivalent to the level of a second or third-year student at Airetusa.

Margaret’s words would, of course, be praised by Demon Hunters, but this amount of magic power for the former director of Airetusa is... barely better than nothing.

Tishaya, after all, is not just an average power among the Warlock community.

But unexpectedly...

"Ah~"

Just as Lann thought his magic power might not be enough for Tishaya, perhaps not even making her uncomfortable feel anything.

A soft, suppressed, yet still overflowing low groan came from Tishaya’s slightly parted lips.

Lann froze completely, not knowing what this situation, totally contrary to his expectations, was all about.

But as he froze, Tishaya, who was hooking his neck, tensed up directly!

Having refined [Iwami Style] as his own, Lann could perceive the muscle and bone strength of others through brief contact as a matter of course.

And in the perception from his neck, Tishaya’s entire body muscles suddenly tensed up just a moment ago, and after a brief tautness, twitched slightly.

This rhythmic muscle tightening and twitching... honestly, Lann was quite familiar with it.

On Margaret, on Cassandra, on Triss.

But... he never thought it would appear on the meticulous and self-respecting Tishaya... and in front of him!

At this moment, because Lann lowered his head, allowing Tishaya’s hand to hook his neck, their faces were very close.

Thus, the naïve young Mr. Lan from the countryside became even more flustered.

He kind of wanted to pretend to be a puppet, even deliberately lowering his breath in awkwardness.

And under the table, Tishaya’s lush, strong, and fair thighs, tightly crossed and tense, trembled and then froze.

At this moment, the Female Warlock also suppressed her evidently irregular breathing, pursing her lips, and breathing only through her nose.

But her gaze avoided to the side, deliberately avoiding the face of the Demon Hunter still hooking her neck.

Tishaya herself was confused too!

The Demon Hunter’s body, which could produce Chaos Magic Power autonomously after mutation, felt very comfortable, even somewhat ’stimulating’ for the Female Warlock when touched.

Tishaya was not unaware of this.

But like Triss and Margaret, who felt itchy from the depths of their hearts upon touching Lann’s body, it was purely because they were too sensitive.

Triss had a naturally sensitive constitution, while Margaret had exceptional talent and her magic accomplishments far exceeded her peers, making her magic sensitivity induced.

Of course, Tishaya’s magical accomplishments surpassed them both.

Yet precisely because she was too powerful, she could actually temporarily suppress her skin’s sensitivity to magic power, so that she felt nothing when touching Lann.

However, it was obvious that her mind was clouded now, and she couldn’t consider things thoroughly.

Moreover, she had never directly drawn magic power from a Demon Hunter’s body before.

So when this magic power directly entered her body through physical contact...

Triss and Margaret at least felt a tingling on the skin that gradually deepened, ultimately making the heart itch.

Whereas, for Tishaya, the sensation directly emerged from deep within the body.

The intensity of the pleasure between the two states... cannot be compared.

The Female Warlock’s urgent nasal breaths gradually calmed, and she slightly awkwardly withdrew her hand from Lann’s neck.

Like an action switch, Lann, whose body had frozen due to the awkward scene, stood up as if nothing had happened and took a step back.

The atmosphere was evidently both awkward and silent, but the silence did not last long.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t expect..." Tishaya, after all, was an experienced Female Warlock, and her tone had shifted to normalcy, as if only a minor incident had just occurred.

She shook her head: "I didn’t expect your magic power to enter my body directly, the feeling would be so..."

She couldn’t finish her sentence.

It seemed her normal tone didn’t mean she was truly unaffected inside.

"It’s nothing."

Lann also tacitly used a relatively plain tone to speak.

Going with the flow may not seem cool, but sometimes it indeed can defuse a stalemate, rather than intensifying the scene.

"We don’t need to tell Margaret about this, do we?"

Tishaya cast appreciative glances at Lann, then supported herself on the table to stand up, appearing at least somewhat steadier than before.

The young Demon Hunter nodded easily: "Just an accident, yes."

He looked again at the Female Warlock, who now had the energy to tidy her slightly messy hair, yet still appeared dispirited.

"Do you still need it? My magic power recovers quickly, and I’ve already regained about half of it."

As soon as the words fell, Tishaya’s hand that was tucking her hair behind her ear paused.

"Don’t misunderstand." Lann explained with a slight purse of his lips, "This time it’s better if you take more... um, ’comprehensive’ measures."

Tishaya frowned and thought for a moment but ultimately maintained her elegant posture of tucking hair behind her ear and nodded to Lann.