Chapter 34 - Emily?
Cale’s eyes lingered on the residence as they approached, his mind already working through the implications.
He glanced at Elon walking beside him. "Take me to see your senior sister."
Elon blinked, clearly caught off guard by the directness of the request. "Uh... I mean, she’s usually busy with Mid level missions, and—"
"I’d like to meet her," Cale insisted.
Elowen walked ahead toward the ornate wooden doors of the residence, her movements deliberate. The building was impressive in its own right—clearly designed for someone of considerable status. She reached the entrance and called out, her voice carrying through the structure.
"Lady Emily, I have come to see you. I hope you are free."
For a moment, silence.
"Sigh... come in."
The moment Cale crossed the threshold, the weight slammed into him like a physical force. The qi saturating this place was suffocating—thick and oppressive, pressing down on everything it touched.
He glanced back at Elon, his expression hardening.
’What is this? The entire place is inside some kind of formation... but it is just someone’s suppressed aura?.’
After he got used to this feeling, he looked ahead, and there she was.
An elf—with delicate, pointed ears and pale skin that seemed to glow in the frozen air. Her form was lithe but undeniably curvaceous, the form-fitting black dress clinging to every inch of her figure. A white cloak draped elegantly across her shoulders.
Elon’s voice came quietly. "This is lady Emily Farhern."
Cale found himself staring longer than necessary, not just because she was more hot than he expected- well that was a reason too, but his system, the fucking system saved him.
Cale stepped forward, placing his hand over his chest in a respectful gesture. "I am Cale Midgar."
The elf regarded him with cold indifference, offering nothing more than a slight nod of acknowledgment. But her eyes—there was something in those eyes that suggested recognition, she was assessing him.
Without hesitation, Cale activated the new status viewing function.
[SYSTEM STATUS]
[Name: Emma Midgar]
[Age: 19]
[Race: Elf (Normal)]
[Cultivation: Mid Advance Stage]
[Overall Stats: Lvl.24]
[Bonded with host already]
[Spiritual Root: Ice]
Cale’s breath caught for just a fraction of a second before he schooled his expression. This woman, she’d changed everything about herself. Her appearance was different, her hair color transformed, her entire presence elevated. And somehow, impossibly, she’d become even more attractive.
A slight smile played at the corner of his mouth.
’Heh, to think I was looking for a senior. So this is where you ended up.’
After exchanging the necessary formalities, Cale caught her eye and winked deliberately.
Emma’s pupils dilated slightly—She understood.
He knew.
She glanced at Elon and the others standing awkwardly nearby, then pointed directly at Cale. "Other than him, all of you leave."
Elon’s eyes widened, flickering between Cale and Emma with something between shock and realization. The cold, indifferent beauty had just dismissed everyone except the academy’s supposed weakest link. Whatever magic Cale possessed, it was apparently effective enough to melt even this woman.
How can god be so unfair? Was lady Ava not enough?
They filed out silently.
The moment the door closed, Cale stood and walked toward her with deliberate slowness. A wide grin spread across his face—almost demonic.
"Emily, huh?" His voice dropped. "Why the name change? You’ve changed quite a lot? Well, even I understand why one from our type of family would want to change their name."
He reached out, tilting her chin up with his fingers, his face moving dangerously close to hers. She could feel his breath now, warm against her skin. "No wonder I couldn’t find you."
Emma’s face flushed red, her eyes refusing to meet his.
’H-how did he become even more manlyy? This is... this is unfair. N-No one should be allowed to become this handsome in just a few months.’
Cale pulled back casually, moving to the bed and settling onto it in a casual way.
He was acting as if it was his room. Now that he wasn’t enslaved, he could act as freely as he wants, showing his real side.
He looked at her, then patted his lap.
"You people sure had your fun," he said, his voice dropping into something almost hypnotic. "Went as far as taking my first time, not that I mind. Still, my dear, you’re going to have to pay for that."
She hesitated, her body warring with her mind. Then, as if moving of its own accord, she walked forward and sat on his lap. His voice had been seductive, demonic even—charming in a way that bypassed rational thought entirely.
The change in him was staggering. Months without proper nutrition or exercise, and now? He was ten times more handsome than before, like his entire being had been refined.
As she settled onto his right thigh, Cale got a clear view of her form. The hourglass figure, the curves barely contained by her dress. Yes, even if he had doubts before, now they’re cleared.. This was definitely Emma. The same girl who’d somehow secured the vice headmaster’s support and convinced him to grant her an elf transformation.
’Maybe the old man had a hand in it too. Fucking geezer, just because she has a high aptitude and good spirit root. Haah, I can’t blame him, its not like he knows something like spiritual root won’t be a problem for me anymore.’
Elves, the thought crystallized in his mind. They existed at the pinnacle of magical cultivation, their qi and mana reserves monstrously large compared to humans. Their comprehension of techniques was faster, they had access to healing spells since birth, and with proper runes, they could overpower cultivators an entire stage above them.
The system’s previous message surfaced in his memory. "Taking races" He’d seen it mentioned but never fully understood the mechanism.
’Oi, how do I actually get her race?’
[HOST REQUIRES BODILY FLUIDS WHEN SUBJECT IS IN AROUSED STATE. SALIVA OR BLOOD SUFFICIENT FOR BASIC ACQUISITION. OPTIMAL RESULTS ACHIEVED THROUGH INTERCOURSE.]
A low laugh escaped his throat.
’Look at that,’ he thought, running his hand along her back slowly. ’I get more qi reserves for training, and I’ll be able to use mana far more efficiently. Things are definitely becoming more interesting.’
Emma shivered at his touch, completely unaware of his impure thoughts surfacing behind his dark eyes.