Chapter 30: You think you can look down on me?
"So there’s a miracle inside you? Actually, you’re the first elf ever to sprout the World Tree’s Seed, huh?" Jett thought aloud, smiling.
I could boost her power by pumping her full... but do we stick to mana refinement or can I also cum in her mouth?
Wasting any of his semen during intercourse with Mia felt like a squander, but Jett hated feeling limited.
Man, I’d love to unload on her tits every now and then.
Still, Mia smiled so deeply at the thought of growing her World Tree that Jett forgot all his selfishness. He still had freedom in his choices; a few ’nos’ wouldn’t kill him, and he could always ask the other maids for help.
Thinking of the other maids, Jett looked at Noctlisa. "Well, Noctlisa, since I unlocked this Guardians’ Oath Function and saw Mia speak with her guardian, I’m guessing you’ll get to meet yours next—excited?"
Noctlisa nodded. "Not much’s known ’bout our guardian. Only the royals get to jaw with ’em. Not even my sire’s had the chance to speak—or be blessed—by ’em, let alone set eyes on ’em."
Jett gave her a light push toward the central summoning circle. "Alright, go talk with ’em—just be you."
With her master’s permission, Noctlisa stepped into the circle and repeated Mia’s ritual. The room’s temperature plummeted, the magic circle darkened, and shadows peeled from the walls, converging around her. She didn’t stay kneeling—Mia hadn’t once knelt before her guardian—so Noctlisa rose, eyes widening and fists clenched as she watched a cocoon of darkness crack open.
A pale hand with black nails emerged, ripping the shell wider. A second hand followed, then a headless woman in a flowing dark dress billowed into view. Where her head should have been, black clouds swirled atop her cut neck, with ice-blue eyes glowing within.
Master’s eyes gotta be glued to that rack.