The Innocent Mage's Spellbinding Nights - Chapter 25
His words, which had flowed like a mighty river, lost some of their momentum.
“No! That can’t be true!”
Irina, with a shocked expression, shook her head vigorously. Swearing by the name of Magia, the god of magic, not just herself but anyone who knew Hesed even a little would never think of him as worthless.
“But judging by your attitude this morning…”
“I said I was sorry for deceiving you! I promise it won’t happen again.”
Irina’s urgent voice prompted Hesed to slightly relax his sorrowful expression.
“Then I can ask with more peace of mind now.”
“Ask? About what?”
No way, this guy…
“As an ignorant junior, may I dare to speculate that even after our first night together, the potion’s side effects persisted without any significant change?”
Irina involuntarily swallowed hard.
He had pushed her to apologize just to hear the honest answer to this question.
‘I can’t lie right after saying I wouldn’t deceive him anymore.’
He’s really cunning, like a fox waiting to catch me off guard. How could she not be wary of this obnoxious junior?
“…Yes, the side effects persisted. But it’s not like there was no change at all. During the day, those symptoms and feelings decreased significantly…”
Irina continued, her face slightly flushed. All the symptoms – the strange heat and tingling in her lower abdomen and g******s, the heightened sensitivity to others’ touch – were no different from those of an animal in heat, but using the word “those” was the best way she could gloss over it.
“And at night, is it similar?”
“It seems so.”
“Oh dear. You’ve created a potion far more potent and insidious than you intended.”
Though it was a disaster caused by her own carelessness, Irina felt quite unfairly treated.
‘If it weren’t for the Red Tower Master, the Blue Tower Master, and… you.’
Would she have gone out of her way to create a potion that made her feel good?
Of course, she could only mutter this to herself unless she completely lost her grip on rationality.
“So, even now?”
By then, Hesed had approached right up to her nose. Irina flinched and backed away, but within three steps, she hit the wall and stopped. Hesed extended his left arm, trapping her.
“Senior.”
“…Yes.”
His expression was unreadable, but his voice, lower than usual, was oddly alluring.
“How was it, using me twice?”
This guy, seriously!
As if she’d heard something outrageous, she turned her head to the side, but she couldn’t help recalling the two nights she’d spent with him.
Hesed’s tenderness and gentleness, coupled with his intensity, were unlike anything Irina had ever experienced. The pleasure and ecstasy were so overwhelming that it felt like she could lose her mind. Remembering those dizzying moments, she felt herself getting even wetter between her legs. Hoping it wasn’t too obvious, she slowly opened her mouth.
“It’s… not bad…”
The defensive response she usually gave almost slipped out, but she managed to stop herself midway. After all, she couldn’t be rude to the person who had helped her.
“No, it was good.”
Even if he had anticipated this response.
Hesed smiled, relieved.
“Then wouldn’t it be convenient to continue using someone already proven?”
“And what do you get out of it?”
Irina asked, her voice trembling. The depth of his loyalty and affection felt too profound to be mere affection between fellow disciples. She had to ask, even though she knew the answer could bring about a storm of change.
“As always, your peaceful daily life.”
“Why does my peaceful daily life…”
Mean that much to you? Irina couldn’t finish her sentence. But Hesed understood perfectly, a flicker of hesitation crossing his crimson eyes.
If he told the truth, the beautiful bird before him would fly away without a second thought. So, he gave the most straightforward answer.
“Have you forgotten? Who was the one who ensured that my life would continue, even though it very nearly ended?”
About 18 years ago, back when he couldn’t hide his emotions or thoughts well. The arrogant White Tower trainee, who was proud of his skills, nearly died from that arrogance.
‘Back then, I also learned that desert nights can be colder than the polar regions.’
If it weren’t for the kind and responsible woman before him…
“…You always bring up that incident when you have nothing else to say. It wasn’t even that big of a deal.”
Irina murmured, relaxing a bit, her lips pouting.
“It was a big deal to me, being saved from death and all.”
“Even if it wasn’t me, you would have survived. Someone called the White Tower’s greatest genius wouldn’t have fallen there.”
Hesed just smiled faintly, not bothering to correct her long-standing habit of underestimating herself while overestimating others. Instead, he steered the conversation back on track.
“So, until you’re fully recovered, please leave yourself to me, Senior.”
Hesed whispered softly.
“I’ll do my best.”
His lips approached slowly.
She could refuse if she wanted to.
‘…Alright, let’s just accept this as kindness and not overthink it.’
Her body wasn’t entirely her own—it also belonged to the Master of the White Tower.
As the master of the tower, bearing heavy responsibilities, Irina always had to maintain control. To avoid showing a disgraceful side due to the drug’s side effects, she had no choice but to accept Hesed’s help for now.
So, Irina didn’t turn away and simply closed her eyes.
‘If we do this a few more times, maybe the symptoms at night will disappear too?’
The sensation of his touch was becoming familiar after just a few kisses. Her ragged breathing—when would she get used to that?
Though her mind was filled with various thoughts, it didn’t matter. The raging heat would soon swallow all her worries.
“Nnngh… Ahn.”
As her moans deepened, more and more clothes slipped off and fell to the floor.
