Even after the offer, Ben didn't rush away like the twins on the first opportunity. "Brother Aron, I am quite interested in you. If you don't mind, can you share if you got some kind of relationship with Mrs. Nancy?"
Ben had a noble lineage, just like Chris and Christina. But unlike them, he had not spent half his life trailing the uncompromising lands of the unknown with their master. As a result, he was way more privy to the affairs of the capital.
Nancy Burton. Although her position as the head librarian of the Greenville Academy was quite aloof, it can never do justice to her character. Only the informed were aware that her position was rather honorary here.
In the backdrop of that, Ben could not easily digest the fact that a mere slave will possess her credentials. "I mean you can choose not to tell me if it's some kind of secret." He proposed, seeing that Aron took time in making up his mind.
"Haha.. it's no secret. I was introduced to her by a friend of mine." Aron remarked with a sly grin. "Let's just say we begged her for this hehe.."
Ben nodded as it made more sense this way. "Your friend must be quite a big shot around here then.. to help you arrange a meeting with Mrs. Nancy."
"I can't tell that but even so, Mrs. Nancy had come out to be quite a kind-hearted lady." Ben pecked his head in acknowledgment. "Indeed, she is. So, does your pass give you any other perks?"
Aron traversed in the direction of the first floor, Ben eagerly following him. "There are. This allows me access to the teachers' exclusive section." Ben felt his knees go weak and he almost fell face first. "Teach.. teacher's exclusive section? You.. you can enter that?"
Aron had known how amazing his feat had been. Nonetheless, to have someone exclaim at it right now truly made him feel good about it. "Hehe.. pretty much."
For a moment, greed flashed in Ben's eyes but he reigned on it. It was next to impossible for Aron to bring him along to the famed 'teachers only' section.
"I am seriously jealous of you brother. Anyhow, I will take up your offer. Also, I must help Ms. Christina find the best resources here." Knowing that Aron possessed his own connections was enough for him. He was better off focusing the rest of his attention on the cutie.
Aron saw the boy dash like crazy around the corner. He can tell Ben was the intent of courting Christina. "Let's hope he is as persistent in this as he is in self-boasting."
"Who exactly are you cursing behind their backs, brat?" An arm wrapped around Aron's neck and pressed him into the supplier part of his body. Just from the perfume, he can very easily recognize the person.
"Behind someone's back? At least you can not fault me with that, can you, miss Darlene." His words shocked the redhead next to him. "You saw me?" "Rather, I smelled you hehe.."
Darlene immediately blushed under her half mask. "What are you? A dog?" Aron chuckled, always enjoying her company. "You were probably waiting for me to separate from my friends." He sneaked a glance at her deep red eyes. "Don't tell me you are here to keep your promise."
Darlene's bold claims from her time back in the restroom with the young boy flashed in her mind. "Aren't you getting bolder with every passing day?"
As soon as they reached the stairs, Aron put his own arms around her slender waist. "From when did asking what you deserve became synonymous with acting boldly?"
"Hmph.. I don't recall making any such promises." Darlene shook her head, shamelessly going back on her words. With the couple reaching the deserted part of the staircase, Aron pinned the mature woman against the wall.
"You shouldn't sully the names of the instructors from the Greenville Academy, Ms. Darlene. What impression will students like me have of the institutions if our teachers can't even keep their promises?"
"Big words, brat!" Darlene made some lackluster attempts to get away from the boy, who in turn forced her back. His face was continuously reaching closer to hers making her feel the very breath of his on her skin.
"Hey.. what are you.. ughhh.." Truthfully speaking, Darlene had foreseen no different ending than this. Their hands clasped together, Aron's lips laid siege on her mouth, ravenously eating her out.
"Mhhhh.." Both of them lost all semblance of worry. Even though sex was not a very taboo topic, an affair between a student and teacher was certainly going to raise quite a few eyebrows. But did the couple care?
"Uggh.. muughh.." Instead of stopping, Darlene's arousal was only reaching higher and higher. From having despised a man's touch all her life to now craving for one, she had definitely come a long way.
"Aron.. idiot.. stop.. oghh.." Fully aware of his limits, Aron's hands had made their way to the heavy milkers of Darlene, kneading them like dough. In response, the redhead felt the glands swell up along with her nipples turning hard like a rock.
Even her struggles were superfluous, causing Aron to continue sucking on her red lips until they lost most of the lipstick. "I like you, Ms. Darlene." Aron knew what excited her the most, as a result, he made sure to rip off her mask and then propose to her.
Needless to say, Darlene melted in an instant. "Nooo.. ahhhh.." Aron kissed the lady and this time, gathering all his courage, he inserted his left hand inside her lowers. She clamped her thighs together, but that could not save her vagina from getting probed by his fingers.
"You.. you.. ahhh.." "Ahhhh.." Aron muffled his scream because a frustrated Darlene had bit his nape. In response, his right hand roughly pinched her nipples over her dress.
In turn, Darlene's hands held onto his shapely buttocks, repeatedly crushing them in different shapes, that represented the ongoing tussle in her mind. Aron had returned to kiss her lips once again, and this time she was just as enthusiastically sucking his lips.
The halt to their hot session presented itself when a hot rod forced itself along the edge of Darlene's thighs, threatening to reach her private parts. Seeing things get out of hand, she had to regrettably bring an end to this erotic play.
Relaxing her breathing, Darlene took over her mask and put it back on, trying to calm down her racing heart. "Tomorrow night. Come to my room." Saying that she ran upstairs, promptly followed by a triumphantly grinning Aron.
Catching up to the lady, Aron held onto her hand, in spite of Darlene's repeated glares. "Nice. I will be there. Apart from that, can you please help me look for an appropriate book on Dark magic?"
Darlene stopped in her tracks as soon as the boy iterated his demands. "Dark magic? Why are you interested in that? Don't you know the Dark magic department had been disbanded quite a while back?"
Aron scoffed as if Darlene was insulting his apprehension with her words. "I know that. And I even know that not all knowledge was destroyed. I just need a book that can help me understand it better."
"Who told you this?" It didn't surprise him that Darlene was put on edge by his revelation. Rather it would have been shocking if she didn't react like this.
"Mrs. Nancy told that to me." He remarked disenchantedly. "You already know about the day I tried to mess with that spear Relic. That day I felt an affinity for dark mana. At least that's I postulated."
"I think I have an affinity for both Necromancy as well as Dark magic." Darlene sighed at this explanation. "Mrs. Nancy sure trusts you a lot. Come follow me then."
"Hmm? You aren't going to ask me any more questions?" Aron asked, astounded at not being put through a prudent screening or anything of that sort.
Darlene sneered at him. "Since Mrs. Librarian herself had no qualms about it, who am I to stop it? Also, it won't take us long to get to know her decision for you."
Aron wanted to inquire more when a hand stopped him midway. "Do you have a pass?" The burly guards stopped him from trying to breach into the regulated territory.
"Yes. Here." Aron hurriedly showed it to the man and tracked Darlene down. "Hey.. what does that mean? Do you want me to check with Mrs. Nancy directly?"
"That won't be required." They traveled for quite a while in the teachers-only section. All along the way, Darlene refused to communicate with Aron, until eventually, they reached a narrow corner, guarded by only an old lady with a newspaper in her hand.
"Can he come along?" Darlene forced Aron in front of her, patiently waiting for the old woman to put her paper down and put on her glasses. "Aron?" Taking a good look at his face she confirmed with Darlene who nodded in return.
"Go in. He is allowed." Aron could not wrap his head around this strange development. Why did this lady know not only his name but his face as well? No matter how much he strained his little brain, he sure can not come up with any memory related to her.
Not to mention Aron, even Darlene was amazed at the result. Sure the boy had shown a promising talent but was that enough to let him inside one of the most protected and secret areas of the Central Library?
No one other than Mrs. Nancy herself could answer that question. "How in the world you influenced her so much, kid?" Darlene dragged the muddle-headed boy straight inside the walled corner.
"What's going on here, Darlene? Can you now tell me?" Aron can not see any difference between the inside and outside of this corner. Apart from the racks being covered in dust, there was not much difference.
"This place.. this is where the Academy has 'buried' the knowledge you were talking about. This place is a secret, so make sure not to mention it to anyone." Darlene didn't continue moving ahead. This time she made sure to offer a clarification.
"You might not know this. But Necromancy is not the counter to the Divinity magic as per popular belief. Instead, it's actually the Dark magic that sits opposite to the Divinity magic."
"Necromancy that you have practiced is an application of the Dark magic. Only a small subset of necromancers can practice this discipline. I am sure Mrs. Nancy had already seen through your affinity for it and made sure to provide you with the relevant access."
Aron recalled the old lady outside. Did Nancy inform her to admit him in case he strolled over to this part of the library? Damn.. could she see through him to such an extent? He himself made up his mind to explore this discipline only yesterday. To think she had planned this far ahead already.. it was scary, to say the least.
"Now that we are here, let me offer you the warning as well. I am certain that Mrs. Nancy wants you to practice this magic discipline as well and I should not poke my nose in it. Even so, always remember, that casting Dark magic spells is like walking on a sheet of ice. You will never know which spell of yours might be 'too radical' to ignore by the higher-ups in the military."
"So choose your spells wisely. It's best if you consult Mrs. Nancy herself prior to the actual casting." All this was completely new information for Aron. As such, the young boy was having a truly hard time wrapping his head around everything.
"Don't overthink it. Only teaching Dark magic had been deterred by the kingdom, not its use. So as long as you are careful, it shall be fine." Darlene chuckled and brought the kid along.
Even after the offer, Ben didn't rush away like the twins on the first opportunity. "Brother Aron, I am quite interested in you. If you don't mind, can you share if you got some kind of relationship with Mrs. Nancy?"
Ben had a noble lineage, just like Chris and Christina. But unlike them, he had not spent half his life trailing the uncompromising lands of the unknown with their master. As a result, he was way more privy to the affairs of the capital.
Nancy Burton. Although her position as the head librarian of the Greenville Academy was quite aloof, it can never do justice to her character. Only the informed were aware that her position was rather honorary here.
In the backdrop of that, Ben could not easily digest the fact that a mere slave will possess her credentials. "I mean you can choose not to tell me if it's some kind of secret." He proposed, seeing that Aron took time in making up his mind.
"Haha.. it's no secret. I was introduced to her by a friend of mine." Aron remarked with a sly grin. "Let's just say we begged her for this hehe.."
Ben nodded as it made more sense this way. "Your friend must be quite a big shot around here then.. to help you arrange a meeting with Mrs. Nancy."
"I can't tell that but even so, Mrs. Nancy had come out to be quite a kind-hearted lady." Ben pecked his head in acknowledgment. "Indeed, she is. So, does your pass give you any other perks?"
Aron traversed in the direction of the first floor, Ben eagerly following him. "There are. This allows me access to the teachers' exclusive section." Ben felt his knees go weak and he almost fell face first. "Teach.. teacher's exclusive section? You.. you can enter that?"
Aron had known how amazing his feat had been. Nonetheless, to have someone exclaim at it right now truly made him feel good about it. "Hehe.. pretty much."
For a moment, greed flashed in Ben's eyes but he reigned on it. It was next to impossible for Aron to bring him along to the famed 'teachers only' section.
"I am seriously jealous of you brother. Anyhow, I will take up your offer. Also, I must help Ms. Christina find the best resources here." Knowing that Aron possessed his own connections was enough for him. He was better off focusing the rest of his attention on the cutie.
Aron saw the boy dash like crazy around the corner. He can tell Ben was the intent of courting Christina. "Let's hope he is as persistent in this as he is in self-boasting."
"Who exactly are you cursing behind their backs, brat?" An arm wrapped around Aron's neck and pressed him into the supplier part of his body. Just from the perfume, he can very easily recognize the person.
"Behind someone's back? At least you can not fault me with that, can you, miss Darlene." His words shocked the redhead next to him. "You saw me?" "Rather, I smelled you hehe.."
Darlene immediately blushed under her half mask. "What are you? A dog?" Aron chuckled, always enjoying her company. "You were probably waiting for me to separate from my friends." He sneaked a glance at her deep red eyes. "Don't tell me you are here to keep your promise."
Darlene's bold claims from her time back in the restroom with the young boy flashed in her mind. "Aren't you getting bolder with every passing day?"
As soon as they reached the stairs, Aron put his own arms around her slender waist. "From when did asking what you deserve became synonymous with acting boldly?"
"Hmph.. I don't recall making any such promises." Darlene shook her head, shamelessly going back on her words. With the couple reaching the deserted part of the staircase, Aron pinned the mature woman against the wall.
"You shouldn't sully the names of the instructors from the Greenville Academy, Ms. Darlene. What impression will students like me have of the institutions if our teachers can't even keep their promises?"
"Big words, brat!" Darlene made some lackluster attempts to get away from the boy, who in turn forced her back. His face was continuously reaching closer to hers making her feel the very breath of his on her skin.
"Hey.. what are you.. ughhh.." Truthfully speaking, Darlene had foreseen no different ending than this. Their hands clasped together, Aron's lips laid siege on her mouth, ravenously eating her out.
"Mhhhh.." Both of them lost all semblance of worry. Even though sex was not a very taboo topic, an affair between a student and teacher was certainly going to raise quite a few eyebrows. But did the couple care?
"Uggh.. muughh.." Instead of stopping, Darlene's arousal was only reaching higher and higher. From having despised a man's touch all her life to now craving for one, she had definitely come a long way.
"Aron.. idiot.. stop.. oghh.." Fully aware of his limits, Aron's hands had made their way to the heavy milkers of Darlene, kneading them like dough. In response, the redhead felt the glands swell up along with her nipples turning hard like a rock.
Even her struggles were superfluous, causing Aron to continue sucking on her red lips until they lost most of the lipstick. "I like you, Ms. Darlene." Aron knew what excited her the most, as a result, he made sure to rip off her mask and then propose to her.
Needless to say, Darlene melted in an instant. "Nooo.. ahhhh.." Aron kissed the lady and this time, gathering all his courage, he inserted his left hand inside her lowers. She clamped her thighs together, but that could not save her vagina from getting probed by his fingers.
"You.. you.. ahhh.." "Ahhhh.." Aron muffled his scream because a frustrated Darlene had bit his nape. In response, his right hand roughly pinched her nipples over her dress.
In turn, Darlene's hands held onto his shapely buttocks, repeatedly crushing them in different shapes, that represented the ongoing tussle in her mind. Aron had returned to kiss her lips once again, and this time she was just as enthusiastically sucking his lips.
The halt to their hot session presented itself when a hot rod forced itself along the edge of Darlene's thighs, threatening to reach her private parts. Seeing things get out of hand, she had to regrettably bring an end to this erotic play.
Relaxing her breathing, Darlene took over her mask and put it back on, trying to calm down her racing heart. "Tomorrow night. Come to my room." Saying that she ran upstairs, promptly followed by a triumphantly grinning Aron.
Catching up to the lady, Aron held onto her hand, in spite of Darlene's repeated glares. "Nice. I will be there. Apart from that, can you please help me look for an appropriate book on Dark magic?"
Darlene stopped in her tracks as soon as the boy iterated his demands. "Dark magic? Why are you interested in that? Don't you know the Dark magic department had been disbanded quite a while back?"
Aron scoffed as if Darlene was insulting his apprehension with her words. "I know that. And I even know that not all knowledge was destroyed. I just need a book that can help me understand it better."
"Who told you this?" It didn't surprise him that Darlene was put on edge by his revelation. Rather it would have been shocking if she didn't react like this.
"Mrs. Nancy told that to me." He remarked disenchantedly. "You already know about the day I tried to mess with that spear Relic. That day I felt an affinity for dark mana. At least that's I postulated."
"I think I have an affinity for both Necromancy as well as Dark magic." Darlene sighed at this explanation. "Mrs. Nancy sure trusts you a lot. Come follow me then."
"Hmm? You aren't going to ask me any more questions?" Aron asked, astounded at not being put through a prudent screening or anything of that sort.
Darlene sneered at him. "Since Mrs. Librarian herself had no qualms about it, who am I to stop it? Also, it won't take us long to get to know her decision for you."
Aron wanted to inquire more when a hand stopped him midway. "Do you have a pass?" The burly guards stopped him from trying to breach into the regulated territory.
"Yes. Here." Aron hurriedly showed it to the man and tracked Darlene down. "Hey.. what does that mean? Do you want me to check with Mrs. Nancy directly?"
"That won't be required." They traveled for quite a while in the teachers-only section. All along the way, Darlene refused to communicate with Aron, until eventually, they reached a narrow corner, guarded by only an old lady with a newspaper in her hand.
"Can he come along?" Darlene forced Aron in front of her, patiently waiting for the old woman to put her paper down and put on her glasses. "Aron?" Taking a good look at his face she confirmed with Darlene who nodded in return.
"Go in. He is allowed." Aron could not wrap his head around this strange development. Why did this lady know not only his name but his face as well? No matter how much he strained his little brain, he sure can not come up with any memory related to her.
Not to mention Aron, even Darlene was amazed at the result. Sure the boy had shown a promising talent but was that enough to let him inside one of the most protected and secret areas of the Central Library?
No one other than Mrs. Nancy herself could answer that question. "How in the world you influenced her so much, kid?" Darlene dragged the muddle-headed boy straight inside the walled corner.
"What's going on here, Darlene? Can you now tell me?" Aron can not see any difference between the inside and outside of this corner. Apart from the racks being covered in dust, there was not much difference.
"This place.. this is where the Academy has 'buried' the knowledge you were talking about. This place is a secret, so make sure not to mention it to anyone." Darlene didn't continue moving ahead. This time she made sure to offer a clarification.
"You might not know this. But Necromancy is not the counter to the Divinity magic as per popular belief. Instead, it's actually the Dark magic that sits opposite to the Divinity magic."
"Necromancy that you have practiced is an application of the Dark magic. Only a small subset of necromancers can practice this discipline. I am sure Mrs. Nancy had already seen through your affinity for it and made sure to provide you with the relevant access."
Aron recalled the old lady outside. Did Nancy inform her to admit him in case he strolled over to this part of the library? Damn.. could she see through him to such an extent? He himself made up his mind to explore this discipline only yesterday. To think she had planned this far ahead already.. it was scary, to say the least.
"Now that we are here, let me offer you the warning as well. I am certain that Mrs. Nancy wants you to practice this magic discipline as well and I should not poke my nose in it. Even so, always remember, that casting Dark magic spells is like walking on a sheet of ice. You will never know which spell of yours might be 'too radical' to ignore by the higher-ups in the military."
"So choose your spells wisely. It's best if you consult Mrs. Nancy herself prior to the actual casting." All this was completely new information for Aron. As such, the young boy was having a truly hard time wrapping his head around everything.
"Don't overthink it. Only teaching Dark magic had been deterred by the kingdom, not its use. So as long as you are careful, it shall be fine." Darlene chuckled and brought the kid along.
