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Snap!
Kael raised his hand and snapped his fingers, igniting the charcoal fire in front of him before placing the prepared Snow Rabbit onto the rack.
Before long, a wonderful sizzling sound echoed before him.
Sitting to the side, Roxy couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Having been an Adventurer, she naturally wouldn't say classic lines like, 'Bunnies are so cute, how can you eat bunnies?'
Roxy would only ask Kael to brush on more honey; she had a bit of a sweet tooth.
'The Flying Squirrel from before was a bit small, not enough for two people. This Snow Rabbit should be just right.'
Roxy said with a serious face, casually adding some charcoal to the fire.
Most of the low-level monsters Kael had bought for research had already ended up in their stomachs. Aside from this Snow Rabbit on the grill, the only thing left was that blue Slime kept in the fish tank.
Of course, the reason he did this was because these low-level monsters only held edible value for Kael now.
The magic inherent in their innate bloodlines had been completely analyzed by Kael, and he had even made improvements to them.
For example, the Flying Squirrel's Light Body Technique and the Snow Rabbit's Breath Concealment Technique.
Although they were all bottom-tier spells based on the number of magic circuits, their practicality was quite good and they held a certain value, making them worth attempting to develop further.
However, these spells had not been incorporated into the incantation system. They could only be cast by constructing magic circuits through mental power, belonging to the category of natural chantless magic.
Of course, they could also be released by engraving them into magic circles.
In essence, casting magic is the architecture of magic circuits; it's just that different methods have formed various path systems.
Roxy could only watch eagerly with a pout.
Kael picked up the roasted rabbit to check the heat and gave a light wave. Several invisible, sharp Wind Blades were generated, slicing openings into the rabbit meat with just the right amount of force.
This kind of control over magic left Roxy in awe.
'Time to season it.'
Kael glanced at Roxy, and she quickly took out the honey glaze she had prepared long ago and carefully brushed it on.
The roasted rabbit became oily and shiny, greatly stimulating one's appetite.
'By the way, how do you plan to cook the Slime?'
Roxy glanced at the mass of jelly in the fish tank, letting her culinary imagination run wild; she felt that making it into a dessert would be a good choice.
'Who said I was going to eat Fufu?'
'You called it Little White before.'
Roxy poked the roasted rabbit, which was rotating at a steady speed.
'That's different. Fufu is more valuable than you imagine.'
'What kind of value?'
Roxy's eyes brightened.
'You'll know in the future.'
Kael didn't explain much. It would take too much time to explain, and with Roxy's current theoretical foundation, she wouldn't understand anyway.
'...Oh.'
Roxy was a bit unhappy, but when Kael tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to her lips, she felt better instantly.
'So delicious.'
After finishing his 'research project' at hand, Kael gathered the remaining bones.
Before he could even get close, the Slime in the fish tank grew excited, its jelly-like body wobbling toward the edge.
Slimes actually don't have eyes; they observe the world by relying on their perception of mana.
To these elemental creatures, mana is like water.
If the water is contaminated or the quantity is insufficient, a Slime will either die from mana disorder or die of thirst from a lack of mana.
What appears to be the lowest-level monster actually has very high requirements for its mana environment. From a certain perspective, it serves as a bellwether for natural balance.
And the aura of mana radiating from Kael's body held a fatal attraction for the Slime.
It was simply too pure.
Perhaps because he was endowed with the power of Eleven Noahs, the quality of Kael's mana was much higher than that of ordinary people. This also made it easier for his mana to carry mental power, even serving as an extension of his perception.
Kael reached out and touched the Slime's slippery body, injecting a bit of mana into it. It was like feeding it water, so it wouldn't have to absorb the insufficiently pure mana from the surroundings.
Although the Slime had no facial features, a joyful emotion was clearly palpable from it at this moment.
Kael tossed the Snow Rabbit bones into the fish tank.
Once the Slime's demand for mana was satisfied, its material needs were actually of no concern.
Forget bones; it could survive even by eating dirt.
The Slime's way of eating was simple: it swallowed the bones directly into its body, waiting for the secretion of internal mucus to digest and absorb them.
After several days of Kael's nurturing, the Slime's size had clearly grown a size larger, and it looked more substantial, no longer like the limp puddle it was at the start.
After feeding the Slime, Kael began to study the dungeon antiques he had collected earlier.
Truth be told, he really had unearthed a lot of valuable ancient knowledge from these damaged magic items, some of which could help refine his 'Mental Synchronization' magic.
Roxy helped from the side, acting as both student and assistant, her attitude extremely proactive.
By staying at Kael's side, there was so much magic knowledge to be learned.
'That should be about it.'
Kael looked at the dense records in the book and stretched his arms. Hearing a rustling sound from behind, he turned his head to see that Roxy had already taken off her coat.
'What are you doing?'
'Aren't we getting ready for bed?'
Roxy's face turned red. Had she misunderstood?
Acting as Kael's body pillow these past few days had given her a conditioned reflex.
'Of course not. We're going to conduct the next stage of the experiment.'
Kael looked at Roxy with a beaming smile; he would never grow tired of a young girl's shyness.
'...'
With a red face, Roxy put her coat back on.
Kael had tried Mental Synchronization many times before, but the results were not ideal. The mental connection constructed with mana was unstable; even a slight mental fluctuation would cause the connection to break.
Mana could serve as a carrier for neural connection technology, but its existence in the Material Realm was still too fragile.
Kael needed to find a new medium, or rather, a carrier, for his magic.
According to his research over the past few days, human blood was actually a good choice.
Many ancient mages used blood as a medium to draw magic circles.
And these circles were actually a manifestation of magic circuits, which could be disassembled and categorized.
Kael pulled Roxy in front of him and cupped her exquisite, flawless face. Under her confused and shy gaze, he picked up a brush as fine as a needle and drew a complex magic circle on her forehead.
This blood-red pigment was primarily made from Kael's blood.
Testing magic on a human body was a very dangerous thing no matter how one looked at it, and Roxy was well aware of this.
But for some reason, she had an inexplicable trust in Kael.
Kael's boldness stemmed precisely from his understanding and cognition of magic circuits, and he had left enough leeway in it so that even if it failed, there would be no danger.
Once the magic circle was successfully drawn and mana was injected, the mental bridge using blood as a medium synchronized their consciousnesses together.
This feeling of entering someone's mind was far more stimulating than entering their body.
That'strange sensation' made Roxy instinctively resist.
This was also the main reason for the many previous failures.
But this time, the magic circle stabilized the mental bridge and the blood medium weakened the mental rejection, allowing the Mental Synchronization magic to be successfully cast.
'Relax, clear your mind.'
Kael firmly held the lead. As the output side of the consciousness, he dominated Roxy's body.
'What a strange feeling.'
Roxy was incredibly shy. This sense of mental nakedness and exposure was far more intense than any physical one.
Fortunately, Kael didn't intend to probe Roxy's inner thoughts, which allowed her to steady her mind slightly and prevented the magic from failing.
Seeing that Roxy was gradually adapting to the state, Kael began the next step.
'Very good. Next, let me guide your consciousness. Feel my insights carefully.'
Kael slowly raised his hand. Mana flowed through his body, forming circuits and transforming into a water ball in his palm.
Roxy followed the sense of dominance brought by the Mental Synchronization, making the same movements. Casting aside all stray thoughts, she internalized the spellcasting insights synchronized from Kael as instinct.
It was just like learning magic for the first time.
She discarded her original spellcasting mindset.
Mana flowed, turning into a clear water ball that rested quietly in Roxy's palm.
'We succeeded?'
Roxy murmured.
Splash! The water ball in her palm smashed right into her face. The cold sensation instantly snapped her back to reality.
Roxy looked at the innocent-faced Kael and silently recalled the insight from just now. A water ball condensed in her palm once again.
After breaking through the shackles of her mindset, performing chantless casting of elementary elemental magic suddenly became effortless.
'It's getting late, time to sleep.'
Kael spoke up.
Unfortunately, this proposal met with Roxy's rejection, and she threw a water ball at him.
However, before it could touch Kael, it was blocked by an invisible wind barrier.
The elementary magic—Wind Blade—had already evolved into over a dozen different forms and uses under his consciousness.
Spells moving with one's will was a natural occurrence for Kael, who was endowed with the power of Eleven Noahs.
This was the beauty of raw stats.
'Don't forget, at this hour, I am the teacher! It seems I must teach you how to respect your teacher.'
Kael gave a cold smile, making Roxy's heart skip a beat.
According to the conventional rank certification for mages, Kael, who had only recently learned an intermediate spell, was still an Intermediate Mage. She felt that as a Saint-Rank Mage, she shouldn't be intimidated.
But facing Kael, Roxy had only one thought: to surrender.
'You were the one who teased me first... How about we just go to sleep early, Teacher Kael?'
'No rush, my good student. Teacher Kael's physiology class is just about to begin.'
Kael gave a light flick of his finger, and a gust of wind pressed Roxy down onto the bed.
How could Roxy, who had only just mastered the trick of chantless casting, possibly handle this situation?
'Wait, don't...'
Roxy soon made sounds as if she were being broken.
While Kael's current physiological condition didn't allow for any '404' activities, that didn't mean there weren't other ways to play.
After a good while.
Roxy stared blankly at the ceiling, the light gone from her eyes.
It clearly should have been something shameful, so why was she reminiscing about it with such reluctance to let go?
She felt as though her body had completely been molded into Kael's shape.
—To this day, we still don't know what Kael did to Roxy that night... Inside the Roa City City Hall.
Philip was handling today's official business.
Over the past two days, a group of monsters had migrated to the outskirts and injured some residents. He needed to arrange for people to handle it.
Aside from that, it was all routine minor matters, like another bloody brawl breaking out in the Adventurer's bar.
Ever since losing to his brother James in the family's political struggle, Philip's political career in the kingdom had ended; otherwise, he wouldn't have left the Royal Capital.
Not only that, as the loser, Philip also lost custody of his sons at the same time.
Eris originally had an older brother and a younger brother, but they were now being raised under James's name.
There were four branches of the Greyrat family in total.
Besides Boreas, there were Notos, Zephyrus, and Euros.
Given his current situation, as a loser in the family's political struggle, Philip's circumstances were already considered decent; at least he could still control a city.
This was largely thanks to his father Sauros's permission.
However, Sauros was no longer young. Who knew how much longer he would live? If he lost his father's protection, Philip didn't know if he could still keep his limited freedom and power.
So during this time, he had been working hard to find a new source of support.
His luck was quite good; Philip's former cousin Paul had recommended a Beastman Sword King to him.
Speaking of this Paul, the two could be considered close friends. He was originally the eldest son of the Notos family but had left home, renounced his noble status, and spent some time as an Adventurer.
In the end, it was Philip who secretly took Paul in, letting him serve as a knight within his territory and giving him a place to stay.
He hadn't expected that his act of kindness back then would return such a surprise.
One must know that the title of Sword King wasn't something just anyone could have. It required the recognition of the Sword God. Mastering a King-rank swordsmanship style was merely a prerequisite for obtaining the Sword King title.
Compared to a King-rank Mage, a Sword King also symbolized authority within the Sword God Style system.
He didn't know how that unreliable guy managed to know a Sword King. Could the two of them be involved with each other?
Thinking of Paul, Philip couldn't help but recall the absurd things the two of them did in their youth.
Don't let Philip's seemingly serious appearance fool you; as a member of the Greyrat family, he had also inherited the lecherous disposition that flowed through their bloodline.
It was just that their tastes were a bit different.
Philip was more fond of Beastmen.
Just as he was thinking about how to write his reply, the beastman maid of the house knocked and entered.
'What happened? It's not Eris again, is it?'
Philip could roughly guess the reason just by looking at the maid's expression, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He was quite helpless regarding his own daughter.
That violent personality was a perfect inheritance from the old man.
'Miss Eris has gone to find trouble with that Young Master Kael again.'
The rabbit-eared maid explained weakly.
They simply couldn't stop Eris; that young lady had jumped straight out of the second-floor window.
'This is truly a headache.'
Philip put down his quill and rubbed his temples. If things continued to develop this way, it wouldn't be good for either family.
Eris's status had, to a large extent, already determined her future.
A minor noble family like Kael's couldn't withstand the political storms stirred up by the Greyrat family.
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