Even the best supercomputer will not understand women

" Noooo ! " - The woman's loud scream, like an echo, carried through the Dungeon of Damnation throne room. Suddenly trembling and drenched in sweat, Caera jumped off. Her chest was rising rhythmically. While the elfess tried to calm down, the firm and juicy twin peaks absorbed a small drop of sweat.

Caera, being in shock, hugged her arms. Her lip trembled gently, and an unpleasant feeling of tightness appeared in her stomach. The woman's mind was in a mess. After the conversation with Ramiel, all the memories she had already managed to forget came back like a thrown boomerang.

The image of her father piercing her neck with a dagger was still vivid in the woman's mind. The mere thought of him caused goosebumps on the elfess' body.

With a trembling hand, Caera touched her neck in search of a wound that didn't leave the slightest trace. When her fingers found nothing, the woman calmed down a bit.

Before Caera realized it, she was in the embrace of the strong arms of a grown man. The woman half-heartedly calmed down under the touch and warmth of Ramiel's body. Her heart synchronized with Ramiel's calm pulse. It was as if, by the touch of a magic wand, all negative emotions had left Caera.

" Shh... I am already here... Nothing is threatening you. " Ramiel's tender whisper caressed the elfess' pointed ears. The calm and melodious voice of the man, acted as a powerful sedative, giving Caera a sense of security.

The elfess,

Fearing that what she was seeing was part of a nightmare, the elf pressed the man's muscular hands closer to her body. After a long moment, which lasted several minutes, Ramiel spoke up.

" Nightmare? " His voice was filled with a hint of sadness and worry. He was partially aware that he was responsible for Caera's state. In some strange way, the conversation they had acted as a catalyst to bring back painful memories. None of this would have happened if he had been so persistent in dredging up the elfess' past.

Ceara's head moved delicately up and down. Her petite body lay snuggled up against Ramiel. The man tenderly and gently stroked her skin with his thumb.

For a moment, under the charm of the naked Caera, Ramiel's little warrior rose ready for action, stabbing the woman's perky ass. Tsk... The man scolded himself in thought. This wasn't the right time for such things. But could he blame himself? Even the most stubborn man would react this way, having such a beauty in his arms.

A deep sigh left Ramiel's lips. " I'm sorry... This is my fault... " Before Ramiel could finish, Caera's head moved left and right, contradicting his words, and with it, strands of sky-blue hair danced before Ramiel's eyes.

" It's... It's not your fault... I wanted to tell you about it anyway... I can't keep running away from it... " A soft whisper on the verge of breaking left Caera's pink lips. The gathering pain and suffering could be seen in her shining golden eyes.

However, her heart was unusually calm and happy in contrast to the emotions she showed. At last, the woman was in the embrace of a man for whom she felt something more.

" Oh... Where did my stuttering and shy Caera gone? Will I see my lovely elfess again? " Ramiel tried to lighten the heavy atmosphere with a little joke. As he mentioned earlier, he wasn't the best at comforting people. This was the only solution that came to mind. 

Hearing Ramiel's words, Caera's pale cheeks blushed, and her ears curled in embarrassment.

" What - What do you - you saying? Don't - don't say that! This... this... " Caera stammered in panic. If she had been calm before and kept her charming part short on a leash, now she had completely lost control.

" It's...embarrassing... " - The elfess added in a quiet whisper.

" Hahaha. " Ramiel laughed under his breath. " And this is exactly the kind of Caera I love the most. " Ramiel wasn't lying. He really liked this part of the elfess' personality. This provided a pleasant respite from the sad and gray reality... where every second was worth its weight in gold.

" You are - You are terrible! " The elfess' cheeks became flushed. Caera pretended to be offended, but the fluttering ears and the gentle smile prevailing on her lips betrayed the woman.

Ramiel's rough chin rested on the woman's pink shoulder. The man felt his face sink into something soft and pleasant. The delicate aroma of flowers caressed his nostrils, bringing a roguish smile to his face.

He had been wondering where Caera got the perfume all this time, but she never wanted to admit it. Although a better statement was that Ramiel refused to acknowledge her answer. Each time, the woman claimed that she didn't use any perfume. At the end of the day, it was true. The scent of forest flowers that the man smelled was produced by Caera's pheromones.

" I am proud of you, my little elf. " Caera didn't reply, but her smile spoke more than a thousand words. Taking advantage of the intimate moment, she pushed Ramiel against The Dead Gnu's skin.

Contrary to what some horny people might think, Caera simply snuggled into Ramiel's muscular body. Her head rested on his shoulder, and her legs intertwined with his. Caera's delicate hand lay on his chest. The rhythmic sound of Ramiel's heartbeat echoed in the elfess' ears.

" Thank you, Ramiel. It's better now."

The man smiled, and his arms pulled the petite Caera closer to him. He felt the woman's twin peaks pressing against his chest, spilling from it to the sides. Unlike last time, the little dragon was sleeping peacefully. It cost Ramiel a lot to keep him in check, but soon enough, his needs would be met.

A few minutes later, Caera's breathing became calm, and she found herself in dreamland.

Eyes as dark as the eternal abyss and as cold as an icy blizzard turned to the face of the sleeping elfess. A mixture of incomprehensible emotions could be seen in Ramiel's gaze. It was as if he didn't know what he was feeling.

Pathetic... - Thought the man.

Contrary to what some people think, Ramiel's words weren't directed at the sleeping beauty but at himself. While talking to the elf, he realized that his past wasn't the worst compared to Asme and Caera's.

When he stopped being blind to the truth in front of him, Ramiel began to feel disgusted with himself, especially with his pathetic behavior.

If his women could function normally, why did he have to act like a spoiled child who had been hurt by life.

With newfound determination, Ramiel closed his eyes, sinking into the land of blissful dreams.

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One month later

The time to disintegrate the soul is 1.5 months.

Cool air gathered in the middle of a tunnel bathed in twilight. Suddenly, thousands of ice icicles sprouted from the ceiling with dizzying speed. Each emitted a chilling chill capable of freezing an agitated river.

Gracefully and deftly, a figure bathed entirely in gloom moved between the icicles of the frozen ice. Her slender and slim figure was hidden behind a veil of swirling shadows. Without the slightest problem, the woman dodged the icicles of ice growing in front of her like mushrooms.

The cloaked figure's golden eyes lit up as her target came into her sight. It was a horned woman in a rather skimpy outfit whose beauty rivaled the succubus queen's. She held a short sword in her right hand, and her tail swayed merrily.

The horned beauty's lips curled into a thin line. The pupils of her luscious green eyes narrowed in irritation. Just as she was about to fly into anger, an image of a man appeared in her mind, his stern and cool eyes staring at her with disappointment.

Within a second, the woman calmed down, recalling the teachings of the handsome man. Taking a deep breath, the supply of mana inside her body stirred. A complicated scheme of a magic spell appeared in the head of the horned beauty.

Manipulating the mana molecules with more than human precision, a ball of mystical light appeared in the woman's hand, wrapped in a thin layer of frost.

A roguish smile adorned the horned beauty's face. " Surrender while you still can. Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens. " The succubus warned the other figure, striking the ground with a spell.

Like a ghost passing through a wall, the ball of mystical light penetrated the rocky ground. In less time than the blink of an eyelid, the area 200 meters away from the woman was covered with pooled ice. The ice trap didn't even spare the dust particles floating in the air. They were covered with a layer of frost, forming something like snowflakes.

A horned beauty stood in the middle of the ice kingdom, carefully observing the surroundings. While she was concentrating on the spell, the other woman disappeared from her vision. Considering her skill, this was insanely dangerous. The slightest mistake could have cost her life.

In preparation for the impending danger, the horned beauty prepared another spell. This time, her hand was covered with pale blue ice crystals, from which a chilling coldness shone.

Not far from her position, out of the corner of her eye, the woman noticed an unnatural movement of snowflakes in the air. Being sure of her rival's position, she sent dozens of ice spears in that direction.

The magical creations pierced the air with a swish, but contrary to the succubus' expectations, they met no resistance. Suddenly, a cold shiver ran through the woman's back. Her instincts screamed of imminent danger.

Without thinking long, the horned beauty created thousands of ice particles around herself. With the help of a basic knowledge of the element of wind, she scattered them around her.

About five meters away from her, the slender figure of a woman with pointed ears appeared. There was no point in hiding her presence any longer if her figure was revealed by the ice particles attached to her clothes.

In the assassin's right hand, an old and worn dagger was saturated with the element of darkness and space. One accurate blow was enough to end the life of the horned succubus.

When the weapon was about to meet the succubus' magic, the figure of a man emerged from the shadow thrown by the dagger.

" Enough. " He grabbed the wrists of both women with one decisive motion. Using their momentum, he redirected it so that the deadly attacks of the two figures passed each other by a few centimeters.

At the sight of the man, both women's pupils dilated in shock. The succubus, unable to maintain his balance, fell over onto a solid rock. The hand that was covered with magic touched the boulder. In a second, its structure metamorphosed into particles of ice. There was now a block of glittering ice in the place the giant boulder had been a moment ago.

At the same time, the other woman rolled on the ice-covered ground, bouncing like a ping-pong ball on the hard, cold surface. In an attempt to stop the momentum, she stabbed a dagger into the ground.

Under the influence of the spell with which the dagger was covered, the solid rock forming the floor evaporated, leaving a resource crater five meters in size.

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A heavy sigh escaped the man's lips. " Caera, Asme, do you understand the difference between fighting with the intent to kill and killing each other? For me, it is simple. "

The man who scolded the women was Ramiel. He looked at the two women with tired eyes.

Over the past month, Caera and Asme had grown incredibly strong. Their close combat had improved by a large margin, and with a better understanding of mana and the elements, they were able to cast more powerful spells. Their statistics and knowledge of how to form magical formations also developed. To say more, women learned the first stage of Ramiel's cultivation technique.

Caera has become a dangerous scout and an excellent assassin. With surprising advances in the element of space, her magic was in no way inferior to Asme's.

Asme, for her part, became extremely proficient in mana control. In addition, her understanding of the ice element grew alarmingly, as did her knowledge of illusion and charm magic. The woman became an extremely dangerous mage.

If one were to compare them to the hunters who plundered the dungeons of Earth, both women's ranks would be at the beginning of the low-intermediate.

Ramiel was happy to see Asme and Caera grow in stature. This meant that he had done a good job. There was only one problem that he couldn't quite figure out. Along with the improvement of women's skills, an irrational desire to compete developed between them, threatening their lives.

This wasn't the first time they had overreacted during a simple sparring match. Of course, Ramiel tried to find out what was going on, but both remained silent as the grave. Avi wasn't much help, either. She said it was something that only women would understand.

Ramiel was helpless in this matter. On a daily basis, they behaved normally: They talked together, slept together, and played together in bed, but when it came time to spar, they jumped at each other's throats.