Chapter 25: Sudden Meeting With The Demoness
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Chapter 25: Sudden Meeting With The Demoness
Tyrion froze instantly like a statue, his brain was as though it had been dipped in ice for thousands of years as he stood still for what seemed to be a decade.
By his sitting room was a mature, crimson-eyed lady, lips as red as blood itself, body so hot it was almost comparable to fire but with a cold face that cooled her smoking hot body, making anyone who looked at her disperse any thought they previously had of her.
In the entire academy, there's only one person with deep crimson eyes and nails and that person was, the demoness, Instructor Keisha. Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
Her pupils lifted from the magazine in her hands and landed on the currently naked Tyrion who had stripped off everything on him including his underpants.
Her expression didn't change for a single moment as she stared at Tyrion as though she was looking at a dead man or an ordinary statue.
"If you were a little bigger, I wouldn't mind staring for a while longer, unfortunately...
"
As her voice dropped, Tyrion immediately came back to his senses but once his head wrapped around what she had just said, his face instantly turned red from embarrassment.
A man can handle anything, including being tossed into a burning pit of fire and waiting for a chance to avenge himself but being called small... It was an emotional and psychological damage even the strongest man might commit suicide from!
"I-I— can make it bigger." Not knowing how to counter that, Tyrion immediately activated the ultima state of phantom Leg Art, time slowed down incredibly as he turned into a series of life-like afterimages and ran towards the corridor, hiding as he wore his clothes with embarrassment clear in his eyes.
A few minutes later, Tyrion was standing respectfully with his head down in his living room like a good student.
Seated on the sofa a few meters away from him was Instructor Keisha. Her sharp, long nails tapped rhythmically against the sofa's armrest.
Staring deeply at Tyrion, her crimson eyes seemed to glow, seemingly scrutinizing him as though she was staring at a new breed of creature on Earth.
"You truly did wake the regenerative Trait and it's even more powerful than I previously thought." Keisha's voice suddenly sounded.
"From now onwards, you will make sure not to reveal to anyone about your Trait and if anyone knows about it, make sure they are read first. I will inform the other instructors and the students that you cheated by using a legendary Restorative pill which had been your family heirloom."
"Since it's your ability to own something like that, your title as the Legend of the 1st-year class will not be revoked."
She suddenly stood up and walked towards the stunned Tyrion.
While she appeared a few inches taller than him, she was like a walking behemoth, set to devour her prey.
She raised her hands and her index finger touched underneath Tyrion's chin.
"I can do all this for you for just one favor."
The breeze from the window blew and her fragrant scent enveloped Tyrion. Tyrion felt as though he was at the beach, basking underneath the sun as the cool breeze person of the ocean tickled his nostrils.
Tyrion unconsciously inhaled even more, his eyes a bit wary as he asked. "What favor?"
He wasn't able to enjoy it when her next words dropped. "Nothing much, I only require a bit of your blood."
Tyrion's face immediately turned pale as he stepped back, retreating from her.
He thought she came here to ask how he had reached the Ultima state of 4 techniques.
He didn't expect her to actually come here for his blood instead! What was the world turning into? And what up with the fangs on her lips? Was she a vampire or something? Moreover, who asks for blood as a favor!?
Tyrion immediately shook his head and without even thinking about it, he replied.
"Not gonna happen!"
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Chapter 25: Sudden Meeting With The Demoness
Tyrion froze instantly like a statue, his brain was as though it had been dipped in ice for thousands of years as he stood still for what seemed to be a decade.
By his sitting room was a mature, crimson-eyed lady, lips as red as blood itself, body so hot it was almost comparable to fire but with a cold face that cooled her smoking hot body, making anyone who looked at her disperse any thought they previously had of her.
In the entire academy, there's only one person with deep crimson eyes and nails and that person was, the demoness, Instructor Keisha. Trace the roots of this material to n0v★lbin
Her pupils lifted from the magazine in her hands and landed on the currently naked Tyrion who had stripped off everything on him including his underpants.
Her expression didn't change for a single moment as she stared at Tyrion as though she was looking at a dead man or an ordinary statue.
"If you were a little bigger, I wouldn't mind staring for a while longer, unfortunately...
"
As her voice dropped, Tyrion immediately came back to his senses but once his head wrapped around what she had just said, his face instantly turned red from embarrassment.
A man can handle anything, including being tossed into a burning pit of fire and waiting for a chance to avenge himself but being called small... It was an emotional and psychological damage even the strongest man might commit suicide from!
"I-I— can make it bigger." Not knowing how to counter that, Tyrion immediately activated the ultima state of phantom Leg Art, time slowed down incredibly as he turned into a series of life-like afterimages and ran towards the corridor, hiding as he wore his clothes with embarrassment clear in his eyes.
A few minutes later, Tyrion was standing respectfully with his head down in his living room like a good student.
Seated on the sofa a few meters away from him was Instructor Keisha. Her sharp, long nails tapped rhythmically against the sofa's armrest.
Staring deeply at Tyrion, her crimson eyes seemed to glow, seemingly scrutinizing him as though she was staring at a new breed of creature on Earth.
"You truly did wake the regenerative Trait and it's even more powerful than I previously thought." Keisha's voice suddenly sounded.
"From now onwards, you will make sure not to reveal to anyone about your Trait and if anyone knows about it, make sure they are read first. I will inform the other instructors and the students that you cheated by using a legendary Restorative pill which had been your family heirloom."
"Since it's your ability to own something like that, your title as the Legend of the 1st-year class will not be revoked."
She suddenly stood up and walked towards the stunned Tyrion.
While she appeared a few inches taller than him, she was like a walking behemoth, set to devour her prey.
She raised her hands and her index finger touched underneath Tyrion's chin.
"I can do all this for you for just one favor."
The breeze from the window blew and her fragrant scent enveloped Tyrion. Tyrion felt as though he was at the beach, basking underneath the sun as the cool breeze person of the ocean tickled his nostrils.
Tyrion unconsciously inhaled even more, his eyes a bit wary as he asked. "What favor?"
He wasn't able to enjoy it when her next words dropped. "Nothing much, I only require a bit of your blood."
Tyrion's face immediately turned pale as he stepped back, retreating from her.
He thought she came here to ask how he had reached the Ultima state of 4 techniques.
He didn't expect her to actually come here for his blood instead! What was the world turning into? And what up with the fangs on her lips? Was she a vampire or something? Moreover, who asks for blood as a favor!?
Tyrion immediately shook his head and without even thinking about it, he replied.
"Not gonna happen!"
Chapter 25: Sudden Meeting With The Demoness Tyrion froze instantly like a statue, his brain was as though it had been dipped in ice for thousands of years as he stood still for what seemed to be a decade. By his sitting room was a mature, crimson-eyed lady, lips as red as blood itself, body so hot it was almost comparable to fire but with a cold face that cooled her smoking hot body, making anyone who looked at her disperse any thought they previously had of her. In the entire academy, there's only one person with deep crimson eyes and nails and that person was, the demoness, Instructor Keisha. Trace the roots of this material to n0vlbinHer pupils lifted from the magazine in her hands and landed on the currently naked Tyrion who had stripped off everything on him including his underpants. Her expression didn't change for a single moment as she stared at Tyrion as though she was looking at a dead man or an ordinary statue. "If you were a little bigger, I wouldn't mind staring for a while longer, unfortunately... " As her voice dropped, Tyrion immediately came back to his senses but once his head wrapped around what she had just said, his face instantly turned red from embarrassment. A man can handle anything, including being tossed into a burning pit of fire and waiting for a chance to avenge himself but being called small... It was an emotional and psychological damage even the strongest man might commit suicide from! "I-I can make it bigger." Not knowing how to counter that, Tyrion immediately activated the ultima state of phantom Leg Art, time slowed down incredibly as he turned into a series of life-like afterimages and ran towards the corridor, hiding as he wore his clothes with embarrassment clear in his eyes. A few minutes later, Tyrion was standing respectfully with his head down in his living room like a good student. Seated on the sofa a few meters away from him was Instructor Keisha. Her sharp, long nails tapped rhythmically against the sofa's armrest. Staring deeply at Tyrion, her crimson eyes seemed to glow, seemingly scrutinizing him as though she was staring at a new breed of creature on Earth. "You truly did wake the regenerative Trait and it's even more powerful than I previously thought." Keisha's voice suddenly sounded. "From now onwards, you will make sure not to reveal to anyone about your Trait and if anyone knows about it, make sure they are read first. I will inform the other instructors and the students that you cheated by using a legendary Restorative pill which had been your family heirloom." "Since it's your ability to own something like that, your title as the Legend of the 1st-year class will not be revoked." She suddenly stood up and walked towards the stunned Tyrion. While she appeared a few inches taller than him, she was like a walking behemoth, set to devour her prey. She raised her hands and her index finger touched underneath Tyrion's chin. "I can do all this for you for just one favor." The breeze from the window blew and her fragrant scent enveloped Tyrion. Tyrion felt as though he was at the beach, basking underneath the sun as the cool breeze person of the ocean tickled his nostrils. Tyrion unconsciously inhaled even more, his eyes a bit wary as he asked. "What favor?" He wasn't able to enjoy it when her next words dropped. "Nothing much, I only require a bit of your blood." Tyrion's face immediately turned pale as he stepped back, retreating from her. He thought she came here to ask how he had reached the Ultima state of 4 techniques. He didn't expect her to actually come here for his blood instead! What was the world turning into? And what up with the fangs on her lips? Was she a vampire or something? Moreover, who asks for blood as a favor!? Tyrion immediately shook his head and without even thinking about it, he replied. "Not gonna happen!"
