Chapter 141: No information
Everyone wanted to compete to smell it and hold it. Carmilla stepped a little closer, her eyes moving from the tube to Erik. Runi blushed and did not dare approach, yet she refused to step back. Erik was speechless. He found the scene both stimulating and amusing. Meira and Laviana looked at him again, like two hungry wolves that could never be full. Meira whispered, one hand still lightly touching her collar.
"Master... next time, little puppy wants to drink first."
Laviana smiled, her snake-like tongue lightly licking her lips.
"Go ahead and try. I will not give way."
Erik: "..."
However, everyone was also extremely surprised. They had not expected Erik to be able to produce so much milk. Apart from Elowen, Meira, and Laviana, everyone else was both excited and astonished.
Saraya looked at the three glass tubes, her breathing becoming slightly uneven. Her cheeks gradually reddened, and she did not dare look directly at Erik. She whispered, so quietly that it seemed only she could hear herself.
"If... if this were to spray onto my body, what would it feel like..."
She bit her lip, one hand unconsciously tightening around the hem of her dress.
Vylana, standing beside her, was no less affected. She lightly bit her lower lip, unable to take her eyes off the test tubes as her chest rose and fell faintly. She turned toward Saraya, her voice soft but clear.
"Are you thinking the same thing? I... I want to try a little."
Saraya blushed even more and did not dare answer.
Laviana teased them as she handed the three glass tubes to Felyn. Felyn startled slightly, her hand trembling when it touched the warm glass. She blushed, shy, but the lustful fragrance and warmth made her feel dazed. Her head tilted slightly toward the tubes as though listening to them, before she whispered.
"So warm... This scent... is very strange."
She did not let go, her fingers lightly stroking the side of the tube.
Carmilla stood beside her with wide eyes, her hand unconsciously tightening. She looked at the test tubes, then back at Erik, the corners of her lips lifting slightly as though she were both curious and embarrassed. She took another small step closer, her voice quiet.
"Can... can I smell it a little?"
Runi swallowed softly, her pointed ears bright red. She did not dare look for too long, yet she also refused to leave. She whispered to Carmilla.
"Do not... do not say it so loudly. But... I want to as well."
Everyone wanted to compete to smell it and hold it, yet no one dared step forward first. The atmosphere was both awkward and tense. Erik was speechless. He raised a hand to his forehead, finding the scene both stimulating and amusing.
Meira and Laviana looked at him again, like two hungry wolves that could never be full. Meira whispered, her hand lightly touching the five-colored collar.
"Master... next time, little puppy wants to drink first."
Laviana smiled, her snake-like tongue lightly licking her lips as she teased him.
"Go ahead and try. I will not give way."
Elowen stood to one side with her arms crossed, looking from the three test tubes to Erik. She sighed, her voice soft but clear.
"You all... truly have no shame."
Yet her ears were red too, and she did not look away at all.
.....
After agreeing on the plan, everyone began preparing.
Meira would depart first to inspect the areas that were still dangerous. Erik and Elowen planned to return to the outpost the next morning, while Laviana was responsible for contacting the logistics team and gathering information about the possibility of developing the newly liberated land.
Before going upstairs, Erik turned toward Felyn.
"Do you want to come with us?"
Felyn thought for a while, then shook her head.
"I want to stay home for a few more days. I still have not memorized every path in the villa."
"Alright. Whenever you want to go, just tell me."
Felyn nodded happily.
"Besides, I already promised Runi that we would read together."
Erik looked at Runi, who was standing nearby.
"Then I will leave her to you."
"Yes, Sir Erik."
Carmilla smiled as well and said that she would stay home with the two of them. Erik nodded, then returned to his room and began checking his weapons and the remaining equipment from the previous battle.
This time, he did not want to go to the outpost simply to receive thanks.
He wanted to directly assess his current combat ability while finding a way to advance another step on the path of cultivation.
As he put the last sword into his spatial bracelet, Erik unconsciously remembered the status panel he had just seen.
Black Iron Rank 10.
He had remained at this realm long enough.
If he could step into Bronze, what awaited him ahead would certainly be very different.
Erik looked at the front-line map on the table, the corners of his lips slowly curving upward.
"Tomorrow..."
He murmured softly.
"It seems there will be work to do again."
....
Near noon, at the Men’s Council headquarters.
Zeka sat in his familiar magical chair, his long white hair carefully lifted by two Succubi standing behind him to prevent it from touching the floor. His nails, more than half a meter long, rested on the armrests, occasionally tapping lightly against the metal and producing a dry sound.
Before him was a large screen.
Erik’s livestream had ended, but Zeka had not left. He was replaying the footage of Felyn walking into the living room, finding her way to the chair by herself, then happily receiving a kiss from Erik.
This was the third time he had watched that scene.
A serving Succubus stood beside him holding the control device, her expression so tense that she did not dare move too strongly.
"Stop."
She immediately touched the screen.
The image froze at the moment Felyn had just raised her face. The blindfold covered her eyes, while honey-blonde hair fell down both sides of her cheeks.
Zeka watched for a long time.
Fifty years.
It had been fifty years since the last time he saw that woman.
He still remembered how powerful Spring had been, and he also remembered what happened afterward. He had personally participated in sending her into the world inside the Trial Space, a place where, according to their calculations at the time, she had almost no chance of escaping.
Yet now, she was sitting in Erik’s house.
Not chained.
Not imprisoned.
She was even happily asking that man to kiss her.
It made no sense at all.
"Are our people ready?" Zeka suddenly asked.
The serving woman immediately lowered her head.
"Sir, the captain of the guards has gathered the forces as requested. They are waiting for your final order."
"Tell them to continue waiting."
She was slightly surprised.
"You do not intend to bring Felyn back immediately?"
The nails tapping against the armrest suddenly stopped.
Zeka slowly turned his head.
"When did I say you were allowed to question me?"
The serving woman’s face immediately turned pale.
"I am sorry, sir!"
She hurriedly dropped to her knees, her forehead almost touching the floor.
Zeka watched her for several seconds before turning back to the screen.
"Pass on the order."
"Yes!"
"No one is allowed to approach Erik’s villa without authorization. Keep the forces in place, monitor the target, and report if Felyn shows signs of leaving Silver Moon."
The serving woman immediately committed the order to memory, then hurriedly passed it on.
Zeka did not want Spring to remain free for too long.
But he did not intend to act before understanding what was happening.
Especially when a completely unfamiliar man had just accomplished something he had once believed no one could do.
"Bring Erik’s file to me."
"Yes, sir."
...
Less than ten minutes later, a Succubus in an administrative uniform entered the room, holding a magical storage device in both hands.
She knelt before Zeka.
"God Zeka, this is all information that can be retrieved from Erik’s registration record, awakening data, and recent reports related to him."
Zeka nodded faintly.
"Display it."
A new screen appeared.
At the top was a picture of Erik. Beside it were his name, age, residence information, and other basic data.
Zeka glanced over it.
This man had an exceptionally striking appearance. His black hair, calm eyes, and tall physique made him completely different from the men who usually appeared at Council meetings.
However, appearance was not what concerned Zeka.
He scrolled down to the next section.
[AWAKENING RECORD]
[Status: Awakened.]
[Talent Type: Unidentified.]
[Talent Grade: No confirmed data.]
[Heavenly Gate Information: Not disclosed.]
Zeka narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is that all?"
The woman in charge of the records immediately lowered her head.
"Yes, sir."
"Where is his Talent?"
"There is no confirmed data."
"His Heavenly Gate?"
"There is no official information either."
Zeka fell silent.
He had reviewed the files of countless Awakened over many years. Not everyone disclosed all their Talents, especially those who possessed special abilities. Some families even went to great lengths to hide information in order to protect their descendants.
But Erik’s record was very strange.
The information was not marked as confidential.
Nor was there any notice of access being denied.
The most important fields simply had no confirmed data.
"Check again."
The woman immediately operated the device.
Several seconds later, she answered cautiously:
"Sir, the result is still the same."
Zeka stared at the screen.
"A man who has Awakened, opened a Heavenly Gate, entered a Trial Space, and even participated in fighting on the front lines. Yet no one knows what his Talent is?"
No one answered.
After a while, the woman in charge of the records finally gathered the courage to speak.
"Sir, the information at the Connection Center was recorded before Erik completed his new Contract. We do not have enough data to determine why his Awakening result was not updated afterward."
Zeka nodded faintly.
At least that explanation had some value.
Based on the information he had just reviewed, Erik had once lived with a Rank S Succubus named Saraya. That relationship ended, and only afterward did he meet Elowen.
Zeka opened the file of the silver-haired woman.
Elowen.
Meira’s daughter.
The initial information showed that she had once been assessed as a Succubus with low potential, but later reports recorded that her strength had changed significantly.
Furthermore, she frequently appeared beside Erik.
Zeka continued looking through the other names.
Meira.
Laviana.
Carmilla.
Felyn.
Each of them had different identities and pasts. Some had even once held very high positions, with no clear reason to depend on a newly Awakened man.
Yet now, they were willingly living with him.
"Interesting."
Zeka murmured softly.
He continued by opening Meira’s file.
[Meira]
𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
[Elf Succubus.]
[Gen.0]
[Recorded Realm: Platinum Rank 5.]
[Title: Elemental Lord.]