Chapter 110: Pre-Preparation of Rites

Let’s draw a tough sketch.

The stage is a contemporary metropolis, very similar to Korea, however with characters with colourful hair. Within the darkness of this metropolis, a cerebrate species survived by feeding on human feelings.

The species was cut up into two factions: one which consumed unfavorable feelings and one other that thrived on constructive feelings.

To maintain themselves, these beings both harassed / helped people, successfully farming their feelings. The extension of that was monstrous human and Magical Women.

The monstrous-humans brought about all kinds of bother with out really killing anybody to reap unfavorable feelings.

And the rationale why Magical Women wore surprisingly lewd garments, grew to become nude and lined in mysterious mild throughout their transformation course of, and fought fiercely to assist folks was all to farm constructive feelings.

Sure, there was a contest happening between monstrous-humans and magical ladies.

There can be two gamers: the Commander of the Capital Knight Order and the Purple-Flavored Second Son. Each can be drawn into the session concurrently by way of their desires.

I assumed that the Commander of the Capital Knight Order would make an ideal Magical Woman Purple. Her headstrong, battle-crazed nature made him a perfect match.

The ruthless second son can be the Magical Woman Blue. Irrespective of how I checked out it, he was blue. I used to be already enthusiastic about utilizing the TS beam.

The primary premise was this:

The 2 would get all their powers within the TRPG and rework into unusual highschool ladies. They might solely battle monsters utilizing the Magical Woman powers supplied by their respective mascots.

I had used this as soon as on the Tower Grasp: hypnosis that suppressed their powers throughout a session. This was my plan to forestall them from drawing energy from the actual world.

It’d work on the second son, however as for the Chief of the Capital Knight Order, it was extremely more likely to be efficient.

The Commander of the Capital Knight Order was a robust lady who had reached the extent of Sublimation, however based on the Tower Grasp, she gave the impression to be the kind of one that relied utterly on her uncooked energy. If that was the case, there have been dozens of the way to interrupt by way of.

The Tower Grasp stood subsequent to me, grinding her tooth.

I might take time to deal with the main points, so for now, let’s deal with the preparations one after the other.

“Initially, are you able to mannequin the tentacles? Go for a extra superior and detailed design. And intense.”

“⋯⋯I’ll do my greatest!!”

You’re all so fucking cooked.

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A magic circle could possibly be modified at any time. The true problem was the right way to harness the Pink-Haired Lesbian’s energy. In spite of everything, she despised her id as a succubus

So I assumed it will be fairly impolite to ask Pink-Haired Lesbian, who was dwelling nicely, to behave as a succubus once more. As an alternative, all I wanted to do was to search out somebody I wouldn’t thoughts being impolite to.

In that sense, I assumed I ought to catch different succubus.

Utilizing a recent, evil succubus for the magic would serve twin functions: beautifying the town and attaining my targets concurrently. I’d be killing two birds with one stone.

“Have you learnt the whereabouts of a succubus that doesn’t get together with you and sometimes harms folks?”

“I do, however are you pissed off? I may also help you with that.”

“It’s not that.”

I thwarted the Pink-Haired Lesbian who was making an attempt to make ‘that hand gesture’ by transferring her hand up and down. She puffed her cheeks barely in protest, so I gently pressed her cheek to launch the air.

Dissatisfaction, my ass. She’s undoubtedly conscious of her personal attraction and sweetness⋯⋯.

“I want the flexibility to enter desires.”

“I might assist with that.”

“Haven’t you at all times disliked me?”

“I such as you.”

Pink-Haired Lesbian tried to make a heart-shape along with her arms and blow it in direction of me with none expression, however the Tower Grasp intervened, slapping her hand away and puffing her cheeks in discontent.

“Whewwwww.”

Collectively, Pink-Haired Lesbian and I pressed on both aspect of the Tower Grasp’s cheeks to deflate them. She regarded cute, and it introduced a smile to my face.

The frustration was now directed at Pink-Haired Lesbian. Whereas Consecutive Yuna Punches had been hitting Pink-Haired Lesbian’s aspect, she requested me as soon as once more.

“Why do you want the facility of a succubus? Should you want a spy, I might ask my superiors.”

“Hm⋯⋯.”

Was it time? I pulled my hood over and…

In a low voice, instructed them my deepest secret.

“That is simply an⋯⋯ Phantasm Magic.”

“⋯⋯⋯⋯?”

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“I had fun, Mr. Loopy Treasonous Wizard.”

“Ahhhhah come on.”

Draaaag.

I used to be clinging to Pink-Haired Lesbian’s robust calves and was being dragged round. What would occur if she reported me to the Second Prince?

In fact, I defined the reality, urging her to get up, whether or not standing beside her, dealing with her, and even whereas doing backflips, nevertheless it was simply Phantasm Magic. Wasn’t it the obligation of a vassal to talk the reality, even when he had been to die for it?

I used to be excited about this as I used to be being dragged for about three meters.

In the long run, I agreed to provide my full cooperation for the analysis. It was the second when the ultra-long-ranged dream TRPG ballistic missile plan was promoted in earnest.

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The Tower Grasp and I shortly reconfigured the magic circle within the Academy’s basement. So long as the human Mana generator Yuna stayed by my aspect, there was actually no want for an exterior energy supply.

So, the unique function of the magic circle—designed to stimulate feelings—was dismantled and repurposed right into a sign amplifier. This could enormously improve the vary of the magic.

As she accomplished the reconfiguration and dusted off her arms, the Tower Grasp requested.

“When did you make this⋯⋯?”

“I didn’t make it, I stole one thing that the Darkish Wizard had been secretly making for many years to summon one thing unusual.”

“?”

When Bennett gave me a bunch of knowledge, I additionally found the origins of this magic circle. I felt immense satisfaction after I discovered I swallowed up the Darkish Wizards’ onerous work.

“And since I’d be devastated if the Darkish Wizards reclaimed it and used it for their very own plans, I wish to set a lure that may detonate in the event that they attempt to get near it. May you assist me?”

“I’d like to!”

Yuna, the Grasp Destroyer, enthusiastically took on the duty of organising the lure, even clapping her arms.

If the Darkish Wizards tried to tamper with the feelings or the rest, a sign can be despatched to me, and in case of an emergency, the 『Violetiris’s Concentrated Reminiscence Mana Crystal Explosion』 would explode.

In brief, they’d be fucked.

Provided that this magic was tailor-made for shattering illusions, the explosion can be so devastating that it will be unable to get better even when the Archwizard Grandpa got here.

Most individuals caught in such a state of affairs can be overwhelmed, unable to collect their ideas—think about being all of a sudden bombarded with kimchi stew recipes.

Now that the launcher was prepared, it was time to analysis the projectiles.

So, we had been within the lab.

We grabbed Pink-Haired Lesbian and commenced investigating the biology of the mysterious succubus. We drew some blood, did a magical scan and stuff like that.

It wasn’t intentional⋯⋯ however I ended up discovering out her three sizes in the course of the physique scan. Seeing such overwhelming numbers, Yuna regarded down at her personal chest for a second.

She nudged me with trembling eyes.

“I-Isn’t that too b-big of a measurement, and sort of, sort of bizarre⋯⋯?!”

“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”

I turned my head away quietly, refusing to reply. It wasn’t that I did not like them small, however that didn’t imply I might ignore my instincts.

“⋯⋯HEY!!”

“Oh, no, no Tower Grasp, you even have fairly a bit too⋯⋯!”

“May you elaborate on that?”

“Simply be quiet and lie down!”

After Yuna’s barrage of punches subsided, we continued organizing the scanned information and questioned Pink-Haired Lesbian.

“Are you speaking a couple of technique for coming into desires…?”

“Precisely. The truth that a succubus can infiltrate different folks’s desires signifies they’ll traverse between matter and knowledge with nearly no loss.”

“As a result of data is unstable whereas matter is steady! I calculated that through the use of the c-conversion mechanism, the soundness and efficient vary of the Phantasm Magic could possibly be enormously elevated by⋯⋯.”

As a result of extreme stream {of professional} jargon, a query mark hovered over the Pink-Haired Lesbian’s head. She regarded like somebody being requested ‘Are you able to clarify the right way to stroll?’

“That is an instinctual course of, so even should you name it a way, there’s no easy clarification⋯⋯.”

“Then it will be greatest so that you can expertise it firsthand and discover out for your self. Pink-Haired Lesbian, come into my mattress tonight.”

“Sure, Younger Grasp. I’m lastly being desired.”

“⋯⋯Phrases! Repair your phrases⋯⋯!!”

Pink-Haired Lesbian agreed to point out it to him from the mattress that night time, whereas the Tower Grasp provided to behave because the observer and be a part of us as nicely.

Three in a single mattress, huh⋯⋯.

I silently ready for step 1.5 of Sexual Need Suppression.

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Experiments at night time had been one factor, and tutorial obligations had been one other. Now that I used to be again on the academy, it was time to take care of some scholarly work, proper? I used to be a bit excited to see what outcomes the Tower of Trials that I put in would have.

Would they’ve defeated the tenth flooring boss?

And had anybody found the hidden boss or the key merchandise on the eleventh flooring? I intentionally prevented checking the outcomes to savor the anticipation utterly.

Because it was a faculty day, I deliberate to go to the classroom and have a look.

“I am late as a result of private issues. Everybody, how did you benefit from the Tower of Trials I prepar⋯⋯.”

“Battōjutsu is the best!! Battōjutsuisthestrongesttechniquethatconvertsfrictionalheatbetweenthebladeandsheathtophysicalenergyandboostatk!”

“PLEASE, FUCKING, THINK!! PHYSICAL ENERGY IS BEING WASTED BECAUSE IT IS BEING CONVERTED! INTO! FRICTIONAL! HEAT!!”

“I’m James, the gunman of the wilderness⋯⋯. The tip of my gun shines and the set off delivers judgment──.”

“So in Jenny’s second sample, should you simply sit down midway after which duck-walk three steps backward, the sample will probably be skipped??”

The classroom was a /genesisforsaken