«Et voilà! Here we are at the exclusive Volkom family training center!» Ayra declares with excessive enthusiasm—she has probably been waiting for this moment for years.
We arrived instantly, thanks to her impressive teleportation magic.
At least sometimes she is useful…
Honestly, for a royal family's exclusive training center… I expected something more impressive.
It is just a dirt arena, much smaller than the one I fought in, and completely empty except for a heavy metal door.
Probably just for decoration, since Ayra always teleports—and I guess other vampires do the same.
«Absolutely magnificent…» I comment, trying to look genuinely impressed.
Judging by her irritated expression, I have clearly failed.
«Do you remember what old Marius Dulcar said about the Blood Words?» Ayra asks with an inquisitive tone.
«Of course I remember,» I answer firmly.
Right before reaching the conference hall and being swarmed by reporters, Marius Dulcar—a rather unsettling old vampire—stopped us.
He was adamant about meeting me, the only one who recognized and appreciated my achievements.
He said something like: «Now that you possess Visanguis, you must study the Blood Words to honor your mistress's name,» or something along those lines.
From what I understand, Blood Words are just a fancy term for spells cast with Sanguis magic—the magic of vampires—and they are ranked from level 1, the weakest, to level 5.
«Perfect, then…»
With a snap of her fingers, Ayra's clothes vanish like black smoke blown away by the wind, leaving her… completely naked!
My eyes almost pop out of their sockets, my jaw drops, and my tongue rolls out to the floor.
The first time we met she was like this too, but I wasn't exactly lucid—I had just woken up after nearly being killed, not exactly an everyday situation—and the room was shrouded in darkness.
But now… under the silver moonlight… I see her! I see everything!
Her beautiful bobbs I am already hopelessly in love with, her toned thighs, her perfect hips, and… everything else—without a single trace of hair!
What the… What kind of training is this supposed to be?!
Is this her brilliant idea?! Staying naked?!
Not that I mind, of course… but this won't make me stronger, only more aroused!
At that moment I begin to feel… something. Something powerful, barely contained, pressing beneath my skin.
Something immense… And no, not just that—but the very same energy that surged through me during the fight with Gerard—only now it feels even stronger.
Wait a second… I activated Visanguis just thinking about Ayra's breasts, but now that she revealed her whole self, magnificent as she is, my thoughts are getting even... dirtier!!!
«Looks like my idea worked! I'm a true genius,» Ayra exclaims, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Without me even noticing, a dense purple flame bursts around my body.
I feel the energy boiling inside me, running through every fiber, every cell.
It's incredible! Truly incredible!
«Open your eyes, Lyon, and memorize. Memorize every single curve of my body, every detail. The way my hair falls on my back and chest, the shape of my hips, my thighs. Everything must burn into your mind! Only then will you serve me properly.» Her voice is the most seductive I have ever heard.
Her hands press against her breasts, squeezing her boobs before my stunned eyes, then slide down to her hips, posing provocatively like a nude model in front of a camera.
«Y-Yes… I'm memorizing everything,» I mumble, my gaze glued to her like iron filings to a magnet—a very sexy magnet.
My whole body trembles from head to toe, like jelly on a clumsy waiter's tray, partly because of the immense energy coursing through me, but—no, mostly—because of Ayra.
Thank heaven I'm not dead and in paradise; I'm sure visions like this would be strictly forbidden there!
«Now that you've managed to manifest your energy, we can move on to the real training,» Ayra's voice turns much more serious. «First of all—»
—BOOM!
The heavy metal door of the training center slams open and shuts with a deafening crash as Priscilla Volkom and her familiar—Gerard—make their entrance in the most bizarre, no, the most unsettling way possible.
Gerard is on all fours, completely naked except for a thin black leather thong, chained as if bridled.
Meanwhile, Priscilla—dressed in her usual succubus-loli outfit—rides on his back.
Seeing a girl who looks at most thirteen sit so dominantly on a man ten times her size is… really strange.
Judging from the countless bleeding wounds covering his body, Gerard didn't have a good time after our fight.
That threat of a thousand lashes wasn't a bluff… I don't envy him one bit!
«Y-You bitch! What the hell are you doing here?!» Priscilla shouts, noticing Ayra standing in the middle of the training center.
It's incredible how she stays completely unfazed by the fact that Ayra is stark naked—apparently nudity really is routine in this world.
Gerard, on the other hand, starts spraying blood from his nose like a fountain.
He's only been here a month, so he probably hasn't adapted to these particularly libertine customs yet.
I can't blame him…
«That's what I should be asking you!» Ayra snaps, visibly irritated. «You've got some nerve trying to use the training center! I outrank you, so I'm the one in charge! Now get lost!»
The second-to-last bragging about being above the last place… Ayra's ego truly knows no limits.
At this moment, something happens.
A red circle suddenly appears on the ground next to us.
It's made of several concentric rings filled with strange magical symbols I've never seen before.
Then, a blinding red flash, and… who are these two?
Right after the flash, where the magic circle was, now stand two individuals.
The first is an elderly man, short and skinny, with distinctly Asian features—clearly human.
Next to him is… a bombshell in a tight red dress that perfectly highlights her huge breasts—breasts I swear are even bigger than Ayra's.
She also looks more mature than Ayra.
Her bright red hair is tied up in a long ponytail.
«Just what we needed, Sasha…» Priscilla grumbles, visibly annoyed.
«Yeah, as if you weren't enough, now she's here too…» Ayra adds, also irritated.
«Oh my, it looks like the training center is quite crowded today,» Sasha chuckles with a mischievous smile.