The Wizard World

Chapter 215: Charming (2)

Translator: Leo Editor: Frappe

Angele’s ambition had never changed ever since he reincarnated into this world. He would do whatever he could to increase his power.

He jumped over the fences easily, then he slowed down his footsteps.

Angele walked to the stone house slowly and stood in front of the door.

An arched window could be seen right beside the door.

He slowly pressed his hands against the glass and released some silver metal liquid onto its surface. The liquid transformed into a small metal snake. It went into the house through the gaps and opened the window.

In front of the window, it was a large single bed. Nancy was sleeping with her face down under a thin red blanket, her long golden hair trailed on the white pillow, and one of her arms were outside the blanket. Nancy was breathing slowly. She was probably having a nice dream.

Angele grabbed some yellow dust from his pouch and sprinkled it on Nancy’s bed.

The yellow dust vanished into the air before it dropped to the bed. One second later, the noise made by the wind, the insects, and the waving branches was toned down and soon disappeared from the room. The place became deadly silent.

Angele then walked to the main entrance and entered through the door quickly.

He walked to the bed and stared at the girl quietly for a while. After that, he removed the red blanket.

"Well…" He was surprised to see what Nancy was doing before she fell asleep.

Her right hand was below her crotch and there were small amounts of shiny liquid dripping down her legs. It seemed Nancy had been playing with herself on the bed.

Moreover, she was sleeping with no clothes on.

Nancy felt cold after the blanket was removed. She opened her eyes slowly and saw someone staring at her beside the bed.

"Nini, come on…I’m trying to have some rest…" She waved her hands and was about to close her eyes again.

Suddenly, Nancy realized who it was that was staring at her and shook her head.

Angele pursed his lips to a smile.

"It’s me," he whispered.

"Master…Green…?!" Nancy could not believe her eyes. She quickly moved her right hand to her chest. Angele saw her fingers were still wet.

"Don’t!" She screamed and covered her body with the blanket. Nancy sat up and leaned her back against the headboard.

Her face and neck were flaming red like petals of a rose.

Angele chuckled and pointed at the sheets. There was a tiny area of water stain that had not yet dried up.

"Ah!" Nancy screamed again and tried to cover the water stain with the blanket. Shame and anger were written all over her face.

Angele stepped forward and grabbed Nancy by the shoulder. He moved his right hand into the blanket and rubbed her back.

"It’s a good day today. What do you think?"

Nancy was still trying to figure out what was happening. Her whole body was heating up, and the blanket barely covered her deep cleavage.

She had imagined having sex with Angele for many times. but she did not expect Angele to come to her at this moment.

Although many servants had deep relationships with the wizards they were serving, Nancy was still a virgin, and something in her mind was trying to reject Angele.

Nancy was born in a rich family and her parents would give her anything she wanted. However, her family was almost destroyed in political wars, and the only thing she could do to survive was to become Angele’s servant.

She had always wanted to find someone she could rely on.

All people had experienced the surge of sexual desires, including Nancy. Most Wizard apprentices and wizards were very open. She even once heard of rumors saying that some wizards were exchanging their partners.

The only thing she could do was to play with herself when she felt like doing it.

Nancy was living a rough life. She was still paranoid about possible assassinations, then she found that it was quite relaxing to masturbate before falling asleep.

It almost became part of her daily routine.

However, she did not expect Angele to find out about her little secret.

"No, not now…Please…I’m not ready yet," Nancy grabbed the blanket tight and muttered. She was too scared to look at Angele’s face.

"It’s fine. I can wait." Angele released his hand and smiled. Nancy’s body was warm and soft. He felt relaxed staying with her.

Nancy was different from the other women to him, and Angele wanted more than just the sexual pleasure.

It was hard to find a beautiful virgin like Nancy in this world. Some wizards would purchase female slaves and train them from an early age.

Angele was not in a hurry at all. Nancy was like a tasty dish with complicated flavor. He wanted to enjoy every bit of her slowly.

He knew Nancy had mixed feelings about him after witnessing what he had achieved. Angele was the only person she could rely on at the moment and she wanted to develop a deeper relationship with him. However, Nancy was not sure if Angele would just throw her away after if he ever got bored of her.

"Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow." Angele smiled again and rubbed Nancy’s cheek. She was still blushing.

He turned around and left the stone house. Angele walked out of the fences and returned to his home.

Angele calmed down, then he walked straight back to his bedroom and started meditating.

He wanted to turn his desire into motivation.

Only power would grant him all the rights he was enjoying and without the power, Nancy would have never become his servant.

Angele needed some entertainment in his life but knew that he could not get addicted to it.

The next morning, it was still dark outside.

Angele woke up from the meditation, put on a long black robe, and opened the door.

He could hear someone moving in the living room from the second floor.

He looked down beside the wooden railings.

Nancy was working in the living room. She was wearing a gray wool one piece and black tights with a pair of leather shoes. The girl looked charming and sexy in the outfit.

Especially the black tights, her long slim legs looked perfect in them.

Nancy bent over and started cleaning the cushions on the sofa.

Angele stared at her legs. There was barely any gap between her thighs. He slightly moved his sight up and saw the dark area covered by the dress.

"You look great today, Nancy. You’re beautiful," Angele said as he walked down the stairs.

Nancy straightened her back and turned around. Her face blushed as she saw Angele’s face.

"You’re early today. The breakfast is ready," she bowed before responding politely.

"I made a wise decision. You’re a great servant." The robe Angele was wearing had silver patterns embroidered on the edges. His brown short hair was shiny and soft. Although Angele had an average-looking face, the golden glow surrounding his eyes made him charming and mysterious.

He walked to the sofa and sat down with a smile on his face. A bowl of mushroom meat soup and a sandwich were waiting for him on the table.

There were pieces of grilled meat and lettuce in the sandwich, which was quite a filling. The white bread was perfectly toasted. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.

Nancy stood beside the table waiting for Angele to finish his food.

Angele quickly finished the sandwich and sipped some soup while wiping his hands.

"Did anything happen during the days I spent in the basement?"

Nancy nodded and the pinkness slowly disappeared from her cheeks.

"Umm…Yeah…AH!" She suddenly screamed and held her dress tight.

Angele had already moved his right hand into Nancy’s dress and started rubbing her butt.

"Please…" she whispered as her face blushed again.

"There are people outside…" Nancy turned her face to the other side while begging Angele to stop.

Angele could feel the warmth and softness from his hand.

"Don’t worry. I’m just joking." He chuckled and moved his hand out of Nancy’s dress.

"It smells great. Did you take a shower in the morning?" He questioned while sniffing the back of his right hand.

"Master Green…" Nancy stepped back after Angele’s hand left her dress. She lowered her head and listened to the noise made by Angele sipping his soup. Nancy was willing to become Angele’s lover, but she wondered if Angele would look down on her. She would have to show her naked body to the man if she decided to let him do whatever he wanted.

The sense of shame was Nancy’s last line of defense.

She quickly calmed down after realizing she had not answered Angele’s question yet.

"Master, I’m trying to report the situation…"

"Sure." Angele shrugged. "Go ahead."

"A wizard named Shiva came to visit the day before yesterday. He left an invitation letter after I stopped him from entering the area," Nancy said.

"Shiva…?" Angele rubbed his chin. "I’ve been living here for a while but I have not yet gotten the chance to visit the wizards around. Where’s the letter? Bring it to me."

Nancy walked to the fireplace and grabbed the black leather letter, then she handed it over to Angele. She kept a safe distance from Angele intentionally and was staring at his hands.

Angele shook his head. He was not sure why the girl had not accepted him yet.

He grabbed the letter and opened it carefully.

There was a black raven pattern painted on the top of the paper. It looked so real that the bird’s green eyes were staring right into Angele’s eyes. It almost felt like the raven could fly out of the paper if it wanted to.

Under the raven, there were several rows of sentences that were written in Anmag.

‘Master Green. My name is Shiva Rita and I’m living in this area too. I just came back from the Dark Red Plains not so long ago and learned that you just moved here. I’m looking forward to talking to you. Come pay me a visit within five years if possible. I’ll be leaving after that.’

A small map came with the letter. Shiva’s location and Angele’s location were marked clearly on it. He only needed to go to the other side of the lake.

Angele finished reading the letter before he sealed it and threw it to the table. He sat comfortably on the soft sofa, enjoying the soothing wind coming through the opened window.

Nancy collected the dirty plates and left the room.

Angele raised his right hand and activated the communication rune. It was a blue rune with steam rising from the top of his nail.

Isabel’s voice echoed in his ears.

"Are you mad at me?

"I’m sorry, Green. The resources were taken by my grandmother…There’s nothing I can do about it.

"Thank you."

The message ended here.

Angele was a bit speechless. Isabel had no idea how to communicate with a friend, and Flan was still monitoring everything she was doing in the family.

He sent back most of the resources Isabel delivered to him. Angele kept the rest because he was still stabilizing the rhino blood for Isabel. It was a fair trade.

Angele decided to check the differences between the gas mentality and liquid mentality before visiting the wizard named Shiva.