Chapter 115

Domeric got up from his bed and groggily wiped his eyes, the pleasant smell of Lavender and Jasmine registering in his senses as he gazed in the fairly dark room.

He looked beside at his bed and noticed the half covered form of the beautiful young woman he had bedded last night.

She still looked beautiful and his manhood throbbed at the sight of her pale ass jutting out from the blanket.

He used Occlumency to control himself. He has work to do. Indulging himself every now and then is alright but there much more to life than meaningless sex.

He thinks about waking her up and sending her home but then decided to leave it be. It was still quite early in the morning and he didn't want to ruin it for her.

Her… what was her name again. Something with Ka… it was just at the tip of his tongue as well. If he could use Occlumency then he knew he would be able to remember but was there a point.

He shook his head and summoned his bottomless bag to his side and took out a 10 Gold coins from it and put it beside the table for her when she wakes up.

He gazed at the beautiful heart shaped face once again, remembering how she moaned and writhed below him, even if a Legilimency probe had told him that she was mainly doing it to impress him.

He had then used the same Legilimency to find her sweet spots, taking her to Orgasm three times before he finally came inside her velvety folds.

Thankfully he had cast a charm on himself for such an occasion so that he won't get her pregnant. Gods! He didn't want the responsibility of a child. Now or any time soon.

Then with a tug and a twist, he was in his underground base once again.

The luminescent nodes of lights became brighter upon his arrival, illuminating every inch of the Room.

He shook his head from the slight disorientation. He never quite got the hang of magical travel even after all these years even if it became more tolerable.

He blinked his eyes and looked at the books and notes laid on the large table. Just as he left them.

He sat down on the chair and looked at all his notes with a careful eye once again.

He was close. He knew it. There's just… something that was missing.

A wardstone powerful enough to sustain the pressure of the powerful spiritual magic coming out from hundred of sacrifices.

The only wardstone he had that was so powerful was the one that was embedded to the chest of the Runic Valyrian Armor.

Except that he didn't knew how to take it out. Weak as he was in this new body, cutting a Valyrian armor was beyond him as he did not have access to the strongest and deadliest spells in his arsenal.

And even if he was powerful enough to do so, he would not have done it. The armor was such a precious magical artifact. He had only read and understood half of the magical runes it was covered with and it was already beyond any armor he had seen back on Earth.

No, he would rather eat his own fingers than destroy the armor.

He had tried using more than one Wardstone to power this ritual. 3 Wardstones. 7 Wardstones. Nothing worked.

He continued work on it for the next few hours. He was always very motivated in the morning, the reason why he had come here so early in the first place.

But still… there was no success in sight.

After a few hours of no progress, he let out a defeated sigh and plopped down on the chair, looking around at his library as if hoping that the answer would jump out at him. What a silly notion.

Then his eyes went past the section of book holding the tomes about Dragon Eggs and his body jolted awoke as he realized something.

He was still skeptical about this new idea of his but it doesn't hurt to try.

He left the library and went to his treasury room where he could see hundreds of dragon eggs he had discarded because of them being dead.

A dragon is the more magically powerful than any other being on Earth. They were so powerful in fact, that if the magical tomes about them are to be believed, then they radiated magic in waves around themselves wherever they went. Any Archmage sitting on top of his bonded dragon was usually three - five times more powerful than he was on his own.

Perhaps they are the reason why Valyria was so filled with magic in the first place.

Oh… he was getting away from the topic.

He piked but a black colored egg with purple lines jutted across it and tried to pour magic in it.

The egg turned stone soaked in his magic as if it was an eternal abyss.

A huge grin broke out in his face as he felt his heart soar with success.

He nearly did a dance jig right there but composed himself even as the elation within his heart remained.

He knew that he was still not out of the waters yet. That he still needed to find just how much energy can be channeled through a Dragon egg Wardstone. But with this… he was much closer to his goal of completing the Ritual.

And for now, he was happy.