Devotion Link.

Alistair wanted to practise magic before the duel tomorrow. After class, he headed towards the training room that was booked by Celia. When he arrived, he found her already training with her dual swords.

He felt it was beautiful, like a dance to the death. He became captivated by the dance, feeling strange emotions whilst watching such as a deep hatred, the will for revenge and faint happiness. Once her dance ended, the feelings faded. Alistair believed they must have been from Celia.

"Oh, Alistair! Are you here to train?" Celia said. Her eyes shining.

Alistair felt she must be a training idiot, petting her head after he walked over, giving his dog praise when she did a good thing.

"I'm not a dog!!"

No matter how she protested, her tail was swinging intensely, betraying her. Celia taking a towel into the shower. She was going to get something to eat, as she was quite hungry after her workout.

"Phew"

Alistair sat down crossing his legs. Before manipulating his mana, wanting to empty and cleanse his mind. He began feeling something strange in his mind, making him think about how excited he was and enjoyed singing about cooked 'fishies' in the shower.

He put the stupid thoughts of a certain wolf aside, gathering the mana within his body, this time trying to imagine fifteen centimetre shards made from ice, the first one began forming flickers of ice over his left palm slowly crystallizing into a short primitive spike.

"This isn't enough, needs to be faster, it needs to be sharper, more of them! Why am I so useless!?" Alistair thought. As he destroyed the first shard, recreating it, over and over, each time with a more refined visualisation.

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Inside the shower, Celia was in the middle of singing about eating 'fishies' in various ways into her tail like a microphone, horribly. Then feeling frustration, anger and disappointment in herself. The feeling was so intense, she almost smashed the wall in desperation. Before the feelings exploded, changing from negative to positive, she felt pride, joy and satisfaction, a wide smile on her face as she continued to sing in the shower.

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[Learnt Spell: Ice lance(C+)]

[Learnt Skill: Continuous casting - Ice only (B+)]

[Skill Ranked Up!: Basic Ice manipulation (B-)]

Alistair lay on the floor, his body covered in sweat, as his muscles were cramping. His eyes and nose were bleeding constantly, taking deep breaths, trying to stabilize his body. 'Fuck! maybe I shouldn't mess with this stuff before I am more experience' Alistair thought, spitting out some dark blood.

When he was making those spells, he felt a connection with something within him, not the connection to the wolf girl singing. It was within himself. The white light that fused with him during his transfer to this world.

[Increased communication with soul]

[Gained Unique Skill: Wolf King Form (C-)]

[Gained passive Union Skill: Devotion Link]

Alistair couldn't move his body, checking his current status in the system.

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[Name: Alistair Crowley (Stage 1)]

[Level 3]

[Health: 20/105]

[Mana: 5/130]

Attributes:

Strength: 2

Agility: 2

Vigor: 2

Intellect: 6

Charm: 8

Free points: 0

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[Unique Talents]

[Beast Queen's blessing (SS)]: The Queen of Arctic Wolves blesses you with her affection, losing affinity with fire but gaining superior affinity with Ice and water.

[Beast king Evolution (SS)]: As a future beast king, evolution is key to survival and protecting your witch. You gain bonus experience points mating with witches, granting the witch permanent increases to their mana.

[Beast King Form (Rank 1)]: Increases status moderately drains mana and stamina at lower ranks.

[Demon Beast (S+)]: Through strange events, you aren't a guardian beast, but a demon beast. The difference between being a demon beast can have several witches and free will. For every witch you bond with, gain bonus stats.

[Spells]

[Ice Claw (D-)]: Hack the enemy with claws of ice dealing moderate slashing frost damage.

[Ice lance(C+)] Create a lance made of ice that fires onto a target with high piercing damage

[Skills]

[Continuous casting - Ice only (B+)] Allows the casting of the same spell up to three times, doubling the mana cost.

[Basic Ice manipulation (B-)] Increases ability to use and manipulate Ice spells and mana.

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After checking all the information, he felt his build should focus towards a caster but not completely forsaking melee attributes. Increasing his vigor, agility and intellect at one point each. He heard a slight tapping on the floor as the freshly clean Celia entered, hair still wet from the shower with a concerned look.

"Are you okay, Alistair?" Celia said.

She walked over and patted his blooded body, seeing that it was dried blood from overworking his mana casting a basic nonelemental cleaning spell. Alistair felt refreshed and patted her ass, kissing her cheek in thanks before rising to his feet, limping slightly.

"So You like eating fishies, huh?"

Celia's face turning red as she hit his chest with her usual soft punches. However, his alluring scent making her lose all resistance, hugging him, rubbing her face inside his slight sweat filled chest.

"I guess my witch is a pervert who loves sniffing males, eh?" Alistair said.

She continued savouring his fragrance before registering what he said, pouting, her cute silver eyes looking toward him. Unable to resist her charm and feeling both of their desires. He placed his lips against her delicate pink lips. Celia resisted for less than a second before she actively enjoyed the brief kiss.

Alistair went no further because, unlike other witches, Celia is different. He didn't want to take her in a moment of passion, desiring to know more about her, why she wants revenge and filled with hatred for sorcerers.

"Mmmnnn~"

Celia's glazed eyes felt Alistair's feelings, causing her heart to go crazy, hugging him even tighter. They spent over an hour just cuddling, their feelings and connection seeming to increase naturally as they were close.

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After time passed, the two had a small dinner before returning to the dorm. The dark now filled the skies as the pair were studying last minute before bed. Celia had burnt a slight incense, filling the room with the scent of vanilla soothing the pair.

"Hey hey, Alistair. Did you know that we have already achieved the Devotion link's first stage?"

Celia was sitting on Alistair's lap as they were both reading about applications of mana outside of combat. This interested Alistair, as he had grown up in a world where you can get almost anything you need at the tip of your fingers, or the mighty internet as he desired a fridge to keep his beer cold.

Alistair, using Celia's tail as a pseudo blanket, turned the page. This page was a more mature subject, causing Celia's face to turn beet red, whilst Alistair noted everything down and began attracting his mana towards his lower body, seeing how difficult this was.

[Spell learnt: Contraception (D+)]

"Haha, this is so easy."

Celia kicked his shins, knowing he was going to use this contraceptive magic on those filthy witches outside, in slight jealousy rubbing her body against him. Making him smell of her scent so other bitches would stay away.

"Hmph!"

The competition between normal women was fierce, however, between witches, was like war death happened many times in the past, so now it was common to use the duel system. However, women wouldn't usually choose a man scented or taken by another witch.

Alistair wasn't a normal male though, Celia would have many battles in the future to keep him at her side.

The pair found the book quite interesting. Outside, the sky was now black as the night lights were dying out. Climbing into the bed naked. Alistair watched as Celia was embarrassed getting changed in front of him. She seemed to forget he could also feel her excitement through their link, which seemed impossible to turn off.

"Don't look! Stupid pervert, be an obedient dog!" Claire said.

Greeted by a slap to her ass, the impact sound resonating around the room.

"Ahhhh! You hit me!?"

The two continued to fight and play before eventually they fell into a deep sleep, Celia admitting defeat whilst being pinned down and spanked, before curling into his chest satisfied with a light goodnight kiss.

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In a dark, poor looking house, a beautiful woman with long black hair that was slowly turning red from the tips was surrounded by flames. Mera after last night had been doing nothing but channeling mana and practising.

After she woke up, her lower body sore, despite that she applied to join the Blackfire Academy showing her current talent and mana, which had now soared to her original amount. She not only felt deep affection for the man who took her first time. But a strong connection. She could feel him when visiting the academy, his sense of disgust and hatred towards himself.

This is also where Alistair made a mistake. The two girls felt extreme joy and happiness around the same time, causing the feelings to be extreme. He not only had a devotion link with Celia, but Mera too. Because they had sex, his link with Mera is actually far stronger and more solid than Celia's.

Mera also gained a benefit from Alistair's seed being released inside her. She could now see her own status if she concentrated strongly enough.

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[Mera]

[Lesser demon]

[Mana: 20/120]

Attributes:

Strength: 1

Agility: 1

Vigor: 3

Intellect: 4

Charm: 6

[Spells]

[Fireball (rank 2) (C+)] : Hurls a large ball of fire dealing extreme damage to targets within two metres of the target.

[Unique Talent]

[Demon fire]: All fire spells are cast with demonic fire, increasing the damage by 10% and resistance to water by 70%

[Potential: Grade 9, High]

[Element: Fire/Earth]

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She felt her mana was reaching her limits and cleaned her body filled with sweat and impurities, Alistair once again misunderstanding the dirt after increasing his mana manipulation was actually the impurities dispelled like in a Chinese cultivation novel.

Mera thinking of the previous amazing night as she got into bed, her body dripping with water as she slowly reached down her body, blowing out the lights.

"Alistair!" Mera said. With a longing tone, followed by muffled noises and the sound of fabric fiercely moving.

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The morning sun shone through the window, disturbing Alistair's beautiful dream of conquering hundreds of beauties sitting on top of a black throne of skulls. Maybe he should have paid more attention to his dreams, however his mind always focusing on the beauties.

"Mmmn"

Alistair yawned before slapping the cheeks of his drooling witch. The lesson was less than two hours away and he wanted to eat breakfast and choose a weapon suitable for himself.

"Oi wake up mutt" Alistair said.

Celia rolled around in the sheets before mumbling and going back to sleep.

"Husband.~ Don't be so rough it's still bright outside kyaaa.~"

The veins on Alistair's head bulged as he carried the lazy dog. After filling a bath, he threw her in before joining her, laughing at her panicked splashing.

"Are you ready for today's lesson, Lia?" Alistair said.

The pair walked side by side down the hallway, noticing a slight sense of excitement and fuss inside the classroom. As they opened the door, a red-haired beauty with a buxom body dived into Alistair's chest. Kissing his lips before he could react.