Chapter 10: The Kitten's Retaliation

"Pure desire..."

Felix clenched his fists tightly, only to release them weakly moments later. When men see attractive women, they desire intimacy with them, and it goes the same for women. This wasn't something unthinkable. Just as Felix thought, no one cares about a toy's feelings.

If two captivating, high-status beauties willingly approached you, Felix believed no man could resist. Mutual desires met, soothing and comforting the soul.

The only difference was, when one tires of a toy, it can be discarded. Even if a mistress lets you be dominant over her, her demeanor remains superior.

"If all you want is to satisfy the physical desire, then I'll oblige you." A sinister smile graced Felix's handsome face. His deep brown eyes shone mysteriously as he retrieved a book titled "Introduction to Shadow Alchemy" from a hidden compartment of his suitcase, flipping it to the last page.

When it came to manipulating the body, even deities were no match for a Gamma master! Necromancers, highly skilled in body modifications in the eyes of others, were mere jesters playing tricks to a Gamma master.

Felix carefully took out the remaining spell components, grinding the Blazing Tiger's magic core into a fiery-red powder. He was about to inscribe two simple spells on his body. The spells were the twelfth-level elemental magic [Rejuvenation Magic] and the sixteenth-level shadow magic [Pain Intensifies].

All Gamma masters were madmen, for only madmen would go to such self-harming lengths to etch magic circles onto their own bodies.

Yet, all Gamma masters were also geniuses, as there's only a thin line between genius and madness.

In a way, Felix was a genius. The [Rejuvenation Magic] he inscribed for himself was a perpetual spell. This spell would activate itself after a specific interval, continuing until the materials forming the magic circle lost their power.

The therapeutic effect of the twelfth-level elemental magic, "Rejuvenation Magic," is extremely limited. It only slightly heals wounds and replenishes energy. However, for the "battles" that happen between a man and a woman on the bed, merely replenishing energy is enough.

His truly outstanding creation was the second spell circle— "Pain Intensifies."

"Pain Intensifies" is a subset of the dark magic curse branch, and the forty-second level magic "伤害加深" is a sharp curse spell. This potent dark magic was later modified by Master Gamma, summoning shadow elements to replace the corrosive elements in dark magic, resulting in a new spell, the sixteenth-level shadow magic "Pain Intensifies." Master Gamma had to conduct many live experiments, with some requiring the test subjects to experience the most extreme pain to force out their potential for perfect modification.

The principle behind "Pain Intensifies" can be simply understood as using shadow elements to heighten the sensitivity of the human nervous system to its maximum. At this heightened sensitivity, even a single pinprick can make one feel so much pain they'd wish they were dead!

Felix made some 'minor' modifications to this shadow magic. While his limited knowledge didn't allow him to completely analyze the spell circle, he had no problem reducing its effects to the minimum.

Then, under the blessings of the wicked god of desire, Felix successfully transformed "Pain Intensifies" into "Pleasure Intensifies!"

It was a magnificent invention. However, it's a pity that Felix never intended to reveal this invention to the world. A knowledgeable and powerful individual, when succumbing to their desires, can be truly terrifying.

The retaliation of the little kitten would undoubtedly make Lady Elizabeth feel overwhelmed with pleasure...

For Felix, inscribing two magic circles below the twentieth level wasn't particularly challenging. His sparse magical energy could barely sustain a twenty-fourth level elemental magic. However, his vast mental strength could even forcibly reverse a seventieth-level high-tier magic. While magical energy accumulates over time, mental strength is forged by sheer willpower. With a mature soul and the advent of trans-dimensional spaces, Felix had surpassed many other spellcasters in terms of mental prowess.

Both magic circles were small, with a combined size just about the size of an adult's palm. If he wasn't inscribing them on his body, Felix could even reduce their size to that of a thumb for the sake of the magic circle's stability. Simplifying these two circles didn't take Felix long, but it took him a considerable amount of time to hide them alongside the previously inscribed "Death's Touch."

He wasn't very familiar with the elves' innate magical tattoos. To conceal the traces of the magic circles, he had to approach it from an artistic tattoo perspective.

"At last, it's done," Felix murmured, taking a deep breath and slowly getting up. It took him a whole three magical hours to finish everything. Almost two of those hours were spent perfecting the tattoos on his body to make them look more natural and aesthetically pleasing. Using spell materials for tattooing, Felix believed he was pioneering a new method.

Wiping the bloodstains from his shoulder with a towel, Felix didn't rush to heal his wounds. The "Rejuvenation Magic" he inscribed on himself could activate once every magical hour, quickly healing such injuries. The only issue was that due to some blood loss, his face appeared very pale. To cover up the paleness, he reluctantly pulled out a foundation he had never used before, carefully applying it to his face.

Lastly, it should be noted that over 95% of noble men, like women, wear makeup every day...

It was a chilling habit that Felix utterly detested.

...

"Young Master Felix, the lady wishes for you to dine with her," Salma, with her head lowered, barely dared to look Felix in the eyes. Her beautiful eyes were slightly red, as if she had cried in some corner.

"Mmm, I'll be right there." Felix looked at the pretty maid with mild confusion, not understanding her demeanor. Was she punished by Lady Elizabeth? Or was there some other grievance?

Wisely, Felix chose not to ask further. He was at Lady Elizabeth's manor, not the Fairmuth residence. Even at Fairmuth, being an illegitimate child, he held no sway.

"Young Master Felix, the lady wishes for you to wear this." Salma presented an exquisite box. Inside was a tailcoat embedded with gold threads and embroidered with bauhinia flowers. It was finely crafted, feeling silky smooth to touch.

This was no ordinary piece from a typical tailor shop. In terms of material alone, Felix believed that only Count Visak's attire could compare.

Salma glanced at Felix, her eyes wavering. Her lips moved slightly, and finally mustering the courage, she said, "This was the Marquis's favorite attire when he was alive..."

Felix was taken aback!