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11. A Milf~

11. A Milf~

My remaining four purchases were in accordance with my plan. These included the affinities of Water, Fire, Earth, Space, Wind, Lightning, Ice, Plasma, Void, Light, and Holy Magic. As the host already possesses Demonic affinity, I had a total of eleven affinities.

Rank: Ancient

Advantages: The host is capable of utilizing all types of magic.

Disadvantages: Due to the conflicting nature of Demonic energy and Holy Magic, only one affinity can be used at a time.

Title: God of War

The host will become a master of all weapons and martial arts.

Rank: Unranked

Advantages: The host will acquire knowledge of every weapon and martial art form.

Disadvantages: The host must earn both knowledge and mastery of each weapon by fulfilling specific conditions.

Gazel's Sword

Rank: Unranked

This bludgeoning sword was forged from the bones of the mighty dragon, Gazel. Only a true King can wield it to its fullest potential.

Advantages: It can be infused with any affinity or spiritual energy.

Disadvantages: Unlocking the sword's complete potential requires meeting a specific threshold.

I purchased all the affinities, a title, and a bludgeoning sword. My primary objective was to infiltrate a human settlement, as I believed that humans would possess artifacts that could lead me to traces of demonic energy.

The Royal Academy was my target. Presently, I found myself in the Fluger Kingdom, known for its chaste inhabitants. It was here that I intended to capture maidens of high rank and make them my slaves and subordinates.

"But before that..."

I currently stood on the outskirts of a village. If I traveled north for about a day, I would reach a town. To the west lay a dungeon, while to the east was a small village. And to the south, the capital city awaited, where the Royal Academy was situated.

"First, I should examine the spoils."

Numerous items adorned the bodies of the deceased.

"Money, clothing, and this artifact."

The currency in Ventra consisted of Gold, Silver, and Bronze, with a ratio of 1:100 respectively. Additionally, there was something called 'Stellar Gold' worth ten thousand gold coins per stellar. However, there were no spirit stones or similar items to be found.

"I will visit the village first and then commence my operations."

Activating my ability, 'The Maskman,' I envisioned my desired appearance: a slightly above six feet tall, slender figure with defined abs and a muscular build. I imagined myself with light blue eyes, short black hair, a handsome face resembling that of a twenty-five-year-old man, and a commanding voice. I made sure to remove all traces of demonic energy and infused myself solely with the power of fire affinity.

Fire affinity commanded respect from all and stood second only to the revered holy magic affinity.

...

[Third person POV]

A man with sleek, ebony hair, standing at a height of approximately six feet, possessed a slim yet muscular physique. His piercing light blue eyes and handsome face gave him an aura of maturity, appearing to be around 25 years old. Any woman in the village of Selva couldn't help but feel a lump in their throat when they laid eyes upon him. There was an indescribable allure about this man, emanating from his demeanor.

With a charming and gentle expression, he strolled through the village, his eyes brimming with curiosity. He approached the villagers with utmost respect, inquiring about directions. Amongst the crowd of adventurers, he stood out as the most captivating figure.

"Umm, hello young miss, can you please guide me to the adventurer's guild?"

Even when conversing with elderly women of any race, he addressed them as 'young miss,' leaving them blushing in his wake. Clad in high-quality robes adorned with hues of blue and gold, it was evident that he hailed from nobility.

[Logan's POV]

"So, this is what it feels like to be handsome, huh?"

One part of me reveled in delight while the other seethed with anger, an intense desire to conquer every woman in sight.

"I am accustomed to attention, but this is different."

Their eyes no longer held disdain; instead, they now brimmed with joy, tenderness, and curiosity.

...

In the heart of the village square, a two-story building caught my eye.

"Demons possess the ability to comprehend all languages. Undoubtedly, this is one of the greatest traits of being a demon."

Although they lack intelligence at lower levels, once they acquire it, demons swiftly master all languages.

"And I, indeed, possess intelligence."

...

Upon entering the adventurer's guild, I noticed its architecture bore resemblance to that of Earth, albeit with an abundance of enchantment. Plain walls, magical lamps suspended from the ceiling, a designated quest area, and a reception counter constituted the establishment. Nothing particularly stood out; even the crowd seemed unremarkable, as not everyone had surpassed the first stage of advancement.

...

"Hello, young miss, could you assist me in registering as an adventurer?"

"Tsk! Can't you—"

The woman was engrossed in her work and nearly dismissed me, but as soon as she caught sight of my face, her cheeks flushed crimson. A few moments passed, during which she continued to gaze at me, her throat dry as she swallowed repeatedly.

"Um, excuse me?"

I waved my hand to snap her out of her daze.

"Ah! I apologize! How can I assist you?"

"Please guide me through the process of adventurer registration."

I spoke with a gentle yet authoritative tone.

"Found my first target."

The woman was a captivating mature woman (milf), and I set my sights on her.

Blonde hair cascading down to her waist, ample bosom, voluptuous derriere, and shapely thighs—her physical attributes were enough to make any man's mouth water. As she rose, her curves bounced, eliciting a soft 'boing~' sound. And those luscious cherry-red lips, tempting anyone to savor their sweetness.

But that wasn't what I deemed important.

[Eye of Incubus]

Name: Lara Ishte

Age: 41

Bloodline: Common Human

Strength: 102

Stamina: 101

Agility: 100

Mana: 170

Intelligence: 107

Affinity: Holy Magic (major)

Job Class: Mage

Job: Receptionist at the Selva Village Adventurer's Guild

Rank: First Circle

Interest in Host: 32/100

'Her interest in me is the highest.'

Out of all the women I interacted with, she displayed the greatest interest in me.

'She is the ideal source for gathering information.'

The blonde milf standing before me was the perfect target for honing various skills.

"Hello, I am Logan, and I would like to register as an adventurer."

"Oh, yes, sir. I'm Lara. You'll need to complete a few forms and then follow me for the authenticity test."

'My charm is working.'

"Okay."

...

After completing all the necessary paperwork, I accompanied Lara to the testing area.

...

Logan's appearance was too good to be true. Many female adventurers drooled as they saw him, while te male clicked their tongues.

...

Inside the testing grounds, many adventurers cast peculiar glances my way.

'Looks like I've stolen their kidneys.'

As if I had pilfered their precious treasures (kidneys, of course), they glared at me with daggers in their eyes.

'I must deal with this nuisance.'

I needed to swiftly captivate this milf, as currently, all my stats, except for intelligence, were halved due to [The Maskman] and the removal of demonic energy.

'Once she discovers the truth, her interest in me will likely plummet.'

Moreover, I was nowhere near ready to face these awakened adventurers, let alone those of the first circle.

"What are you looking at?!"

But the milf took matters into her own hands.

"Aghh!"

The adventurer who had emitted a murderous intent toward me knelt in agony and screamed.

"Clear out, you nuisance!"

As she spoke, she released the aura of a first circle mage.

All the adventurers fled for their lives, leaving the scene in a panic. I gazed at her with a serene smile adorning my face.

Ba thump- Ba thump-

I could discern the rhythmic beating of her heart.

Interest in Host: 42/100

I had taken a significant step closer to harvesting my first points.

As the room cleared out, I approached the door and firmly shut it.

Clank-

Securing the door, I advanced towards my milf target.

She stood just a little shorter than me.

Peering into her mesmerizing emerald green eyes and gently caressing her cheek, I spoke in a soothing tone.

"Shall we?"

Milf supremacy!

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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