The Black Battle Arch Mage Lā mǐ'ěr energy was flowing outward; it was so massive his energy was making the ground tremble, sending shockwaves through the air. The sheer force of his power was enough to intimidate even the bravest warriors, as they could feel their own strength being dwarfed in comparison. The surrounding vegetation withered under the intensity of his energy as if it couldn't withstand the sheer power emanating from him.
the Male hunter crawled backwards as he felt the pain of Lā mǐ'ěr power, the female mage who was near the battle kneeled down and gasp for air, Lā mǐ'ěr spoke saying the challenge was accepted with honor and no underhanded technics are allowed, but seeing the outcome he had to intervene because the male hunter forgot this and he came just to remind him he was the one who declared the challenge The male hunter's face turned pale as he realized his mistake, quickly acknowledging Lā mǐ'ěr's intervention. Feeling a mix of embarrassment and gratitude, he apologized for his oversight and promised to adhere to the rules of the challenge moving forward.
Everybody saw the Black Battle Arch Mage for the first time and understood that he was not just strong but indeed a noble person, with an air of dignity and grace that commanded respect. His presence alone exuded an aura of wisdom and compassion, captivating all who laid eyes upon him. It was clear that his power was matched only by his unwavering sense of justice, making him a true leader in the eyes of his people.
The Black Battle Arch Mage's reputation preceded him, as tales of his heroic deeds and selfless acts had spread far and wide. People from all walks of life looked up to him as a symbol of hope and inspiration, knowing that he would always fight for what was right. His mere presence instilled a sense of reassurance and confidence in those around him, creating a united front against any darkness that threatened their land.
Lā mǐ'ěr extended his hand toward the male hunter and even gave him a new sword after he shattered the hunter's previous weapon to dust, the weapon was similar but was created beyond the before with an enchantment that made it two times stronger and sharper than his broken sword. The male hunter was overwhelmed with gratitude, knowing that this new sword would aid him in his future battles against the forces of evil. As the crowd watched in awe, they couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of hope and determination, ready to stand alongside their beloved hero in the face of any adversity.
after Lā mǐ'ěr turned around and address the female half-elf Arcanian soldier while all of them were in a kneeling posture, he asked the female knight if she knew her real name, sadly she is restricted from using her real name anymore, Lā mǐ'ěr explained that after gaining a physical body certain privileges were removed in their new form, but their consciousness, personally and all of their memories remained,
Lā mǐ'ěr mention this to give the rest a chance to regain what they lost and seeing she was able to prove that she still possessed her memories and identity, he hoped that the rest of hi warriors would be inspired to do the same.
Lā mǐ'ěr emphasized that reclaiming one's true name and identity was a powerful act of self-discovery and empowerment, allowing them to fully embrace their past and shape their future.
With just his sentence, Lā mǐ'ěr gave her the right to reclaim her true name, Lā mǐ'ěr . asked her again, "You are an Acranian warrior; what is your true name?" The female soldier looked at her king and master with pride and honor and answered with happiness,
" My king and my savior, I am Soliania Idril!"
Suddenly, like the rest of the Homunculus that evolved, she slowly changed and was able to gain emotion and feeling in her body like a real living being. As tears streamed down her face, Soliania Idril realized that she was finally complete. No longer just a soldier, she had fully embraced her past and was ready to shape her future as a true living being.
She knew that her journey had been worth it, as she now stood before her king not only as a loyal soldier but also as a person who had found her true purpose. With a newfound sense of purpose and identity, Soliania Idril vowed to use her newfound emotions and abilities to protect and serve her king and kingdom with even greater dedication than before.
As soon as Lā mǐ'ěr finish with his objective . he instantly teleported and casually reappeared on the same spot he was standing on, at the back of the Royal Guild battle wagon, and emerged and rejoined those who were watching this situation, Ramiel reverted back to his normal attire and look, even reactivating the device to block his power and be a level 25 hunter,
the Arcanian Soldiers prove that they were far superior in terms of skill and strategic thinking during the battle. Their precise manoeuvres and coordinated attacks demonstrated their exceptional training and discipline. Additionally, their ability to adapt quickly to changing circumstances gave them a clear advantage over their opponents.
as the Knight commander applauded his comrade they prepared to leave and finally move out as the Royal Guild Volunteers graciously humble themselves especially the two who openly challenge the Arcanians to a duel,
the two bowed their heads and swore to change their ways as they have seen the true embodiment of a warrior, Soliania Idril! walked toward the two without her battle helmet and thank them for giving her the opportunity to regain her name the two were a bit confused concerning what the female half-elf said, Soliania Idril gave the two guild volunteer, an Arcanian chest salute and smiled at them,
Soliania Idril! was a fearless fighter with beauty that could match the most stunning aristocratic lady in the region her height and her build were perfect for a warrior Soliania Idril was a fearless fighter with a beauty that could match the most stunning aristocratic lady in the region,
her height and body build were perfect for a warrior. Her striking features, including piercing eyes and flowing hair, only added to her allure on the battlefield. the male hunter's pride was hurt by admitting defeat but something won in his heart seeing Soliania Idril this close was making him blush, before walking away he introduces himself as Cynrad Brunaulf, and as she answered she is Soliania Idril,
as she puts on her helmet and went back into her unit and continued their patrol for Antlion larva infestation, Cynrad was stunned to see such elegance and power, the female mage felt a mild sense of admiration and jealousy because Soliania was superior to her and saw her a dignified rival,
The wagon master gave the sign that if they were done, they should hurry back because they were running late and the small village where they were going to spend the night was awaiting their arrival. They all climb back inside the battle wagon and continue their journey. Cynrad Brunaulf gently pulled out the long sword the King of Arcane gave him, saw how magnificent it was, and swore that he would use this weapon to uphold the warrior's code and be a respectable person so that when he faces Soliania Idril again, he can be a real asset to her.
As the wagon rattled along the bumpy road, Cynrad's mind raced with thoughts about Soliania Idril, the female Mage assisting him, named Kessia. She was too tired as her mana was depleted from assisting their team leader, Cynrad, and she fell asleep leaning on her other female teammate. That person couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility towards Kessia. She vowed to protect her and ensure she had the rest she needed to recover her mana before their next encounter.
At that moment something changed in him, his arrogance and pride disappeared and he was no long that talkative, he just sat still in the battle wagon and held his new long sword a was like contemplating something really important, Ramiel was not that naive not to notice these things because he too had a similar epiphany when he fell in love with two very different and opposite woman in his life, speaking of which he can wait to settle in the first village they will enter, this was a good opportunity to seek out and visit Irles Filri as her Lunar bite restaurant
The Village was already in sight, the sun had already set, and many of the villagers were still busy as they gathered around harvesting the sellable parts of the Antlion larva that the Arcanian Unit killed that morning and were kind enough to leave their hunt with the villagers to share among each other equally.
The village leader gave the Royal Guild a suitable place to rest as all of the female hunter and mage volunteers were given priority to sleep inside the village guest house while all of the males were sleeping inside the battle wagon, which was parked just outside the village. The villagers worked efficiently, carefully separating the sellable parts from the larva and storing them in baskets for later trade. As night fell, the sounds of laughter and conversation filled the air as they celebrated their successful hunt and shared stories of bravery.
as the night finally consumed the village as the last Guild member fell asleep. At that moment, he decided to reflect on a patch of grass outside a few meters from the wagon, where the land was slightly elevated, like a small hill, using his long coat to cover his body and staring at the sky he stood still and waited a bit more until the last Guild member fell asleep,
At that moment, he decided to reflect on the events of the day and try to see the brighter things that had been seen, and as soon as he was the only person who was awake, he instantly scanned the area. When everything was clear and safe, he teleported into the lunar bite chef's main chamber and saw her sitting in her bed wearing only her red see-through undergarment, a mischievous smile playing on Irles Filri's lips. He couldn't help but admire her confidence and beauty in that vulnerable moment.
Taking a deep breath, he approached her silently, ready to share his thoughts and feelings about the day's events, hoping to find solace in her presence. He sat down next to her, held her warm, soft cheeks, and kissed her passionately.
As their lips met, a surge of emotions washed over him, deepening their connection. In that intimate moment, he felt a sense of comfort and reassurance, knowing that they were in this together. As they broke the kiss, he looked into her eyes and whispered softly, "I'm grateful to have you by my side."
Irles Filri leaned back as Ramiel slowly leaned over her, his hands gently going down her arm toward her hips and behind her back, caressing her gently. Their bodies pressed against each other, creating a magnetic pull that seemed to defy gravity. At that moment, time stood still as they surrendered to the intoxicating dance of their love.
Ramiel's hand touched Irles Filri's clitoris as her opening was getting wet; he would gently stroke in with his two fingers as they continued to lustfully kiss each other, and his fingers would stroke her clitoris and her labia in a motion that made her bite Ramiels lips as she moans in pleasure. The intensity of their passion grew, causing Ramiel to increase the speed and pressure of his movements, eliciting even louder moans from Irles.
He continued this until his face was already facing her opening as he used his mouth and tongue to make her scream and numb her mind. She was grabbing Ramiel's hair, as he licked and sucked her clitoris at different intervals of his swirling tongue movements. She was going crazy, grabbing the headboard of her bed while both of her bent legs were wide open. With each flick of his tongue, she felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins, intensifying the connection between them.
her body arching in pleasure. Ramiel could feel her walls tightening around him, a clear sign of her impending release. He maintained his rhythm, determined to bring her to the peak of ecstasy before allowing himself to follow suit. As her moans grew louder, Ramiel could sense her surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure. With one final thrust, she reached her climax, her body trembling in satisfaction. She was so embarrassed as she released too much; her thighs were all wet, but she was fully satisfied until Ramiel sat upright and showed her it was just the beginning. He lowered his face toward her breasts, kissed her nipples, and sucked them while he was inserting his hard shaft inside her womanhood.
She could feel it entering her; it was touching her wet labia wall. She was excited and could not stop moving her hips in a trembling manner. As soon as Ramiel's hard shaft was fully inserted, Irles Filri grabbed hold of Ramiel's back and leaned her face upward. She whispered in his ear a lewd word that made Ramiel more sexually aggressive, increasing his pace and intensity. His movement was at times rough and hard, and then he would change the angle of his trust as he bent her body as he moved up and down on top of her. Her hips were arched upward for deeper penetration.
Ramiel, now consumed by his own desire, let go and joined her in the blissful aftermath of their passionate encounter. The room filled with the intoxicating scent of their desire as they lost themselves in the ecstasy of their intimate connection.