Before long, a figure silently appeared behind Iris.
Hill nodded towards Karl, and Karl understood that the task given to Hill had been completed.
He put on a gentle smile and began to introduce, "This is Miss Hill. She is my personal guard. For the next few days, she will be your magic tutor."
Iris then realized that someone had stood behind her at some point.
She quickly turned her head and met Hill's deep eyes.
Hill slowly pulled down the black mask covering her face, revealing an exquisitely beautiful face.
Dark Elves only had a bad reputation; their beauty was in no way inferior to that of pure-blood elves, just with different charms.
Iris was visibly stunned the moment she saw Hill's face.
Why would Karl, who had such a beautiful female guard by his side, still bother her?
Iris knew she was quite pretty, but only among humans, and she couldn't be called stunningly beautiful, just pleasant to look at. Thinking of Karl's preferences, she felt relieved.
Perhaps he just liked these different things.
Iris quickly composed herself, bowed respectfully to Hill, and said sincerely, "I'm counting on you, Tutor Hill."
Hill's expression remained cold; she nodded slightly, acknowledging Iris's courtesy.
"Since time is short, let's begin. I'll start by explaining the basic knowledge to you."
She began to explain, and Karl also listened intently from the side.
"Currently, the common ranks on the continent are 1 to 9. The more unified explanation is to temper the soul to gain power. For example, warriors need to fight, and mages need to constantly learn."
"When you feel power from your soul, you become a First-Order. This power will strengthen your body."
"The Second-Order standard is to be able to release soul power externally for attack, such as warriors strengthening their weapons, or mages casting water balls."
Iris stretched out her hand, and a water ball formed in her palm, but it quickly disappeared.
An embarrassed look flashed in her eyes: "Sorry."
"Barely reaching Second-Order." Hill nodded, "Your next goal is to control the water ball into the shape you need, and then you can enter Third-Order. Next, I will conduct targeted training for you."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Karl.
"Let's begin~" Karl nodded, turned, unbuckled his belt, and sat on the bed.
"The Third-Order assessment standard requires two conditions: first, sufficient magic power; second, the ability to control magic power at will." Hill pointed at little ka: "Start practicing precision; use water to massage him."
"?" A question mark appeared above Iris's head. After a moment of silence, she stretched out her hand, and a small water ball emerged in her palm, rushing towards little ka.
The moment it hit, it'splashed' and turned into water droplets.
"Continue." Hill took out several bottles of magic potions: "Tonight's goal is to touch him and keep the water ball from dispersing. For each failure, you will be poked once in the front and once in the back. The punishment will be carried out after the practice."
"..." Iris's eyes were resentful. If she wanted to mess with her, she should just say so; why go through so many detours?
She took a deep breath and began to condense the water ball again.
Karl watched the water ball float over and asked, "If precise control of magic power is considered Third-Order, then what is the Fourth-Order standard?"
He was currently Fourth-Order.
"Reaching sufficient soul power is considered Fourth-Order." Hill explained, "Orders one to four can be gradually achieved by following one's professional path. However, one in a hundred can awaken their racial talent and advance to Fifth-Order. There's a world of difference in combat power between Fifth-Order and Fourth-Order. Mixed-blood Species are discriminated against precisely because it's difficult for them to awaken racial talents."
"Oh?" Karl was stunned. Was there such a thing as awakening? It seemed he only needed to develop new positions to advance.
Chapter 169: Threat and Control
Water droplets slowly patted little ka, instantly shattering and turning into tiny drops that flowed down little ka, leaving a large puddle of water on the ground.
"Hoo... hoo..." Iris's chest heaved violently; the prolonged magic consumption made her face pale.
She no longer remembered how many times she had tried. Reaching for the potion bottle beside her, she found only empty bottles.
"Today's practice ends here." Hill's gaze swept over Iris and she said coldly, "You failed a total of 27 times. Next, you will receive the corresponding punishment: being poked 270 times."
"..." Iris was silenced. Precisely controlling a water ball into a mold to massage Karl, what kind of magic practice was this?
But thinking of her sister and Karl's mysterious background...
Iris gritted her teeth: "Yes."
Suppressing the weakness after her magic power was exhausted, she reached out to unfasten her clothes. The coarse linen slipped down her skin, revealing her alluring feminine curves.
Karl stretched out his hand, and ribbons condensed in his palm, instantly weaving into a one-to-one model of little ka.
The ends of the two little ka were connected, forming a 40-centimeter big ka.
Iris's arms instinctively covered her chest. Seeing this combined little ka, some unpleasant memories were stirred in her mind, and a phantom pain shot through her abdomen.
Then, remembering that Hill had just mentioned 'front and back,' her already weak and pale face turned even whiter in an instant.
Hill's eyes glanced at Iris's pale expression, and the displeasure in her heart lessened somewhat. She unfastened her black robe, and the smooth silk clothing slid down her dark brown skin.
Dark Elves generally have very standard S-shaped figures, tending to be slender, with a sense of restrained power.
Hill consciously displayed her figure in front of Iris. She stood on one tiptoe, her fingertips touching the ground, further emphasizing the length of her legs.
A momentary look of distraction flashed across Iris's face. This Dark Elf was truly beautiful, in appearance, figure, and temperament.
So, she fell silent again. Karl had such a stunning Dark Elf; why was he still interested in her?
At least he wouldn't make a move on her sister, who hadn't fully developed yet.
After gracefully displaying her figure, Hill's fingers traced down her abdomen. In front of both of them, she openly manipulated it with two fingers before swallowing one end of little ka.
Iris saw her flat abdomen slightly bulge, then looked at the remaining half of little ka, and her face instantly turned white.
"Turn around." Hill held little ka with one hand and walked over with a cat-like stride.
"..." Iris was mentally prepared, but her face still wore a pained expression. After weighing the feasibility of begging for mercy, she obediently turned around.
She would endure this suffering for her sister; she was the older sister, and all this sacrifice was worth it.
At least Karl gave her gems and was willing to teach her magic.
Iris constantly comforted herself in her heart, using these self-suggestions to reduce the physical pain she endured.
Karl lay on the bed, watching Hill walk behind Iris with little ka. When the brown skin and fair skin stood together, the visual impact was even more striking.
At this moment, Hill, with her beautiful face and S-shaped figure, flaunting an exaggeratedly large little ka, was full of aggression.
As the two women got closer.
When Hill pressed against her: "You can use water magic to make yourself feel better."
"..." Iris had already closed her eyes, preparing to endure it, but this time Hill left her speechless again. After a brief hesitation, she accepted her suggestion.
Even though the previous practice had exhausted her magic power.
But to endure less pain, she genuinely condensed a water ball in her palm.
"Increasing the concentration of magic power can increase the viscosity of water elements." Hill reminded her with a half-smile.
Karl looked at the water ball in Iris's palm in surprise; its viscosity had indeed increased. Then he looked at Hill; was she truly a genius teacher?
"Mmm-hmm..." Iris let out a painful moan, her teeth clenched white.
Even with the viscous water ball, the tearing pain did not lessen in the slightest.
Hill stood behind her and winked at Karl.
"Miss Iris." Karl maintained his persona, his voice gentle: "Let me help you alleviate some of the pain."
Iris was clearly muddled by the pain and, following Karl's hand guidance, swallowed the real little ka.
"Mmm-hmm..." Karl narrowed his eyes. With Hill behind, the front was noticeably much tighter, a completely different experience from during the day.
Now, both the real and fake little ka were inside Iris's body.
She was using magic to alleviate her physical pain, tears welling up in her eyes. During the day, she was still innocent, yet in half a day, she had been 'developed' like this.
Iris's emotions were extremely complex.
Karl noticed that, caught in the pincer attack, Iris's magical control was indeed improving... Lily of the Valley lay on the bed, tossing and turning, the scene she secretly witnessed during the day replaying in her mind: her gentle older sister stepping on Karl.
And the gold coins and gems in the wooden box.
How many things was her sister hiding from her?
Then, thinking that her sister was now in the same room with that man, her feelings became even more complicated and inexpressible.
In a daze, she suddenly felt an itch in her ear, as if someone was gently blowing air into it.
She shivered all over, abruptly opening her eyes. The surroundings were pitch black, with only moonlight filtering through the curtain gap, spilling onto the floor.
"Hoo..."
Lily of the Valley exhaled, then suddenly noticed that the room door wasn't fully closed. She frowned, unable to recall if she had closed the door properly when she entered.
She got up, intending to close the door. As she reached the doorway, she suddenly faintly heard a series of faint pleas for mercy.
"?" A large question mark appeared above Lily of the Valley's head. She cautiously pushed the door open, carefully trying to identify the source of the pleas.
The sound seemed to be coming from her sister's room, and her heart skipped a beat.
Lily of the Valley quietly left her own room and came to her sister's doorway. The door was ajar, letting out a faint sliver of light.
Her palms were sweating from nervousness.
The scene she saw during the day reappeared.
She cautiously peered through the crack in the door.
The next second, her eyes widened.
Karl's hands were tied behind his back, his eyes covered by a blindfold, lying on the bed. Her sister was sitting on him, rising and falling, and the pleas for mercy were coming from Karl's mouth.
"Miss Lily of the Valley's matter, my elders would never agree to it." Karl pleaded, "Please let me go."
"Shut up, you don't want your preference for being stepped on to be known, do you?" Iris's face was unpleasant: "I will keep this secret forever."
She wanted to play the role of an older sister who discovered a young noble's secret and forced him to marry her younger sister.
Some lines were even prepared for her.
Iris found Karl's hobbies quite outrageous, but since she had already been 'developed,' and Karl gave generously, she only needed to satisfy his strange requests.
Lily of the Valley stood at the doorway, her pretty face showing a range of emotions. Two keywords from Karl and her sister's mouths made her head buzz.
She could threaten that handsome boy using his special hobby.
What exactly did her sister want him to do? Was it related to the money in the wooden box?
Chapter 170: Adding Fuel to the Fire
"Ah!" Iris tensed all over, biting her lips tightly, a sound uncontrollably squeezing through her teeth. Her body went soft, and she collapsed into Karl's arms.
Even though she was not in control of herself, the moment her body reached its peak, as she fell into the arms of the man beneath her, feeling their intertwined body heat and heartbeats...
Her brain would secrete dopamine, leading to an instinctive sense of dependence and happiness.
However, this feeling of happiness only lasted for a second.
A tearing sensation came from behind.
Hill held her waist with one hand and the little ka mold with the other; this was purely torture.
"..." The bit of happiness that had risen in Iris's heart was poked away by Hill, turning into smoke and disappearing. Her gaze, full of resentment, turned to Karl beneath her.
Karl smiled subtly, with no intention of stopping.
"Sigh." Iris told herself in her heart that everything was for her sister. She closed her eyes. Although it couldn't lessen the pain, it could make her feel less humiliated.
Karl held Iris's waist, his gaze meeting Hill's. Seeing Hill nod, he knew the task he had given her was completed.
The room door was already closed.
He wondered if Lily of the Valley, that innocent little sister, after seeing the show prepared for her tonight, would be able to sleep when she returned to her room.
"Mmm..." Iris naturally didn't know that everything had just been seen by her sister. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes, her forehead covered in fine sweat.
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