Watching life slowly evaporate from the beast, he once again released deep grunts while walking towards it, despite trying to use his left leg as little as possible. Eventually however, he got there, stomping the creature with his right foot to stop it from getting away.

  Placing the sword’s tip down at the head, he suddenly glanced ahead of himself, simultaneously pushing the handle down. Gradually, the breaths of the animal hesitated, soon disappearing completely.

  Albeit trying to evade its image, his head stumbled towards it on its own regardless, making him stare at the beast he had just killed. Yet, continuing to stare at its dead state, no reaction ignited from his face.

  “Why did you hesitate so many times?” From the left, a voice abruptly enveloped his ears. Turning his head at the source slowly, he firstly glanced down at his leg however, having felt a searing sensation erupt around it.

  No longer did blood drip out from it as Folvana made her appearance. Leaning to the side, against a pine’s trunk, she awaited his answers with the usual expression of indifference around her face.

  “I don’t know. I guess I just didn’t want to kill it,” he answered softly, locking eyes with his teacher.

  “Was there a point in doing that? You were going to kill it regardless, so why endanger your life?” She asked, making him turn towards the grass for a moment, hovering over it shortly before going back at her.

  Staring into her face for a while and drowning himself in thought, he couldn’t speak up, so the girl started anew. “Have you at least learned something from today?” The girl asked, somewhat raising her eyebrow as he nodded. “What is it, then?”

  “Any slightest hesitation will lead to my death, no matter what. I can’t expect what sort of enemies I will face. Today, it was a stronger one and I almost died. But, what if there was an even stronger one?” He said, the girl finally breaking loose as a smirk rested on her face.

  “Perfect,” she uttered lightly, briskly stumbling forward before walking towards him. “Wait a second, I will help you get back,” adding and eyeing the gruesome wound around his leg, she looked up at his face glistening from sweat.

  Despite being burned faintly by the lady so blood no longer leaked, the harsh breathing from the injury remained, only sparsely nodding at her offer.

  Within a few steps, her figure finally came close to the man, stopping just a whisker away as she lent him the shoulders. Closing in around her neck with the left arm, Lutiel sighed in relief as he raised the foot slightly. “Thank you,” Lutiel muttered loosely as he turned to see her ruby hair.

  “Despite your uncertainty, you did good. Think of this as your reward,” she said without turning her face, making him somewhat acrid around the brows.

  “That’s it?” He wondered out loud, to which Folvana briskly faced him. Glaring into his eyes for a while, the girl swiftly backed away from any thoughts however.

  “Don’t push it,” she whispered meekly, promptly dragging him forward.

  “What was it- argh!” Lutiel started speaking, only to be yanked ahead harsher. “Fine, fine, sorry,” he said all of a sudden, promptly lingering in the forest’s silence as they quietly made their way towards the horse, attached to one of the trees.

  His eyes fidgeted slightly as he watched the animal come about loose, the rope it was connected to having turned into ash before disappearing due to his blinks. ‘Damn it, what was that again? It keeps disappearing as soon as I feel it.’ He wondered for a brisk second, only to feel his shoulders nudged on.

  The horse swiftly came up in front of the duo, and Folvana moved the man in her grasp. Getting his healthy foot on the stirrups, she swiftly raised him to fall with his stomach on the horse’s back. Then, as he adjusted himself to sit properly, the girl jumped, almost brushing his nose with her butt before snuggly sitting between his thighs.

  At the same time, as she pulled the reins, her round bottom pressed tightly against his crotch. Intermittent with the creature’s neighs, she let words of her own out whilst turning to face him. “How can you turn hard with such an injury?”

  Yet, hearing the question, Lutiel could only lower his head before staring away at the bulge forming and sinking into her dark leather pants. “I can’t help it,” he followed on, but the girl no longer listened. As though purposely, she suddenly backed into him, all while the horse started to move through the forest.

  Tilting his head to the side suddenly as she bent his member in the wrong direction, the man needed to keep silent for a while, watching the grass merge into a beaten road of mud. “You really wish for a proper beating, huh?” Finally speaking out, he could only grind his teeth when a mocking puff crawled out of her.

  “I would love to see you try,” she spoke, only for his face to disappear after grabbing the sides of her waist tighter. Sharply increasing the speed, Folvana maneuvered the horse in a facile manner, soon rushing out of the forest before grassy hills reverberated in their eyes, a certain, forested one standing out in particular.

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  Slowing down considerably because of the harsh winds whilst constantly keeping eyes at the mansion they headed for, she used the occasion to part her lips. “Lutiel,” Folvana said suddenly, making his eyes flow up to her straight hair.

  “Yeah?” Asking softly, his ears were promptly met with a standing silence, only changing a few breaths after.

  “After you’re done with Raeyine, come to my room,” she ordered him plainly, without a single stutter. And, as the words fell onto the man, his reply came the same instance.

  “Sure,” with a terse tongue, the two fell into sprawling silence again, swiftly speeding up through the road whilst staying in the identical manner for countless breaths.

  Not saying a single word even as they entered through the black gates, the girl ventured into the stables behind the mansion before getting off the horse.

  Swiftly helping the man get back down from the animal, she once again closed his arms around her before moving through the empty manor. A few tens of breaths later, they finally witnessed the entrance of the house in front of them, the instructor swiftly kicking it open and entering together with Lutiel.

  Slowly, but steadily, she guided him towards the quarters of the servants, promptly knocking on the door to the head maid’s room.

  “Folvana? Lutiel? Yes?” A voice swiftly came from beyond, somewhat confused at the appearance of the two together. Yet, the doors swiftly clicked away as she opened them vehemently, glaring with widened eyes at the man’s tainted pants.

  “I will leave you two alone, then,” the red-skinned demon spoke promptly, seeing as the concerned, amber eyes were already reaching out towards the man’s figure. Backing away from the room, she went towards one of the other doors, going inside her room.

  Meanwhile, Raeyine swiftly parted her lips as the doors closed behind her. “What the hell happened to you?” She asked, supporting him with her figure and guiding the man towards her bed.

  Groaning slightly as he fell on the verge of the skewed duvet, Lutiel closed his eyes for a brief moment after feeling the girl touch away at his wound. “I fought some wolves,” he said, but the girl seemingly didn’t listen.

  Falling onto the bed as well, she brought his left leg up before placing it on top of her lap. Once again, despite having already witnessed the wound, she couldn’t help but furrow the brows. “Some? This is a lot more than some wolves could do. Your bone is shattered as well,” she said, taking off his shoe and the crimson-stained sock.

  With a single flick of her finger, the fabric around the pants easily separated into two, letting her spread the pieces away before suddenly gasping at the sight.

  “Fuu, your calf muscles, they’re mostly torn off,” she muttered under a breath before stretching out her left arm towards the wardrobe. Opening one of the drawers underneath the doors, a plain, pale cloth swiftly flew through the air, arriving into her grasp in the same breath.

  Dampening whilst still in the left palm, Raeyine promptly put it on the bloody leg, immediately making his head jerk away, the hand on top of the duvet clenching the fabrics from the cold sensations.

  “It’s going to hurt. A lot. Do you want to go to sleep before I clean and heal it?” She asked, only for him to vehemently shake his head away.

  “No, just do it already,” he added, making her stare at him for a brief while. Before she began however, her right palm pushed his chest down towards the bed.

  “Lie down at least, it will stop you from hurting yourself more,” the girl said, already pushing him down. He held no objections to the matter however, clenching his jaw instead.

  Finally, the girl breathed out deeply before gingerly approaching the cloth that started to take on the blood’s shades. Delicately sprawling her hand on it, she suddenly turned to the side, seeing and hearing the man grind his teeth in apprehension.

  Once again, Raeyine exhaled before starting to clean the wound away, slowly yet already attaining the man’s painful groans. “Ugh,” he spat out sharply, quickly shutting his mouth again and clenching the fists as the girl pushed against his swollen calf.

  “I’m sorry, it just can’t be done any other way,” she uttered lightly, to which the man vigorously nodded his head.

  “Don’t worry, I’m fine-,” adding before abruptly closing his mouth, the eyelids promptly wrinkling away.

  Keeping the slow speed up, she massaged through the mauled and torn flesh, grimacing as she saw the large holes made by the wolf, all of which pooled with dried up blood.

  Regardless, she swiftly continued, cleaning the wound underneath the man’s displeasurable grunts. Yet, before long, the paleness of the material quickly disappeared, turning bleak red.

  Tightening her grasp around the cloth, the blood quickly separated from it, turning into a sphere before suddenly dissipating, nothing of which the man could witness. Once again dropping the cleared cloth down on his wound, she pressed her palm against it before grimacing from the noises he released.

  With the majority of the wound clean, she finally turned towards the holes filled with blood, extracting the liquid by hand before doing the same to it as the one from the fabric.

  Making the substance disappear, she gave his leg one last swipe before tossing the deep red cloth on top of her chair. Then, Raeyine fidgeted around the bed with her bottom, unable to hear the man’s hastened breath.

  Pulling her sleeves up to the elbows and revealing her light gray forearms, the girl opened her eyes wider, keeping track of the wound constantly whilst grasping the shin with both hands.

  “ARGH!” The man screamed immediately as she pressed tightly against his leg, however, she only proceeded even further.

  Suddenly opening his eyes to glare at the ceiling with a burning passion, Lutiel swiftly followed down, witnessing a green shimmer come from below.

  Yet, as soon as he watched the girl, nothing stood out inside his eyes, Raeyine tending to his wounds instead.

  “GRRHH!!” He suddenly grit his teeth harsher, scrunching his nose up before letting his head hit against the pillow below. Feeling something deep within his leg mend up by gathering back into place, he couldn’t help but tense all of the muscles in his body from the sheer, mind-numbing pain.