Chapter 91: He is dead
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[Medea's World]
Standing now alone in her garden, Medea was sipping on one of her best tea as she gazed absent-mindedly at the horizon. She was currently wearing her usual black robe that tightly hugged her body.
"Heh~! Already missing your lover?"
"*Pfft* *Cough* *Cough* What are you talking ab-about!? I am just thinking!"
Freya gave a simple smile that showed that she wouldn't argue. Even though she didn't believe it.
"So, how was it?"
Medea blushed before lowering her head. "It was–it was beautiful."
"Is that so?"
Freya eyed the current Medea enviously. Even though she had few experiences, in reality, she had never really enjoyed sex. For her, it was just a way to gather data to alleviate the curse.
Sadly, she had given up hope and her last relationship was more than two hundred years ago.
That was until Sol showed up.
He was a new hope for their entire race. No, perhaps for the entire human race itself.
Humans could only use mana once they reached 15 years old. Even then, they could only use magic if they had the capacity and the relationships to form a contract.
This made it so that even though there were few individuals really incredible, humans as a whole were the weakest races.
Witches on the other hand could use magic. Even though they couldn't use it in the same way as magical beings, they didn't need a contract either.
So what would happen if a normal human and witch had a child?
Freya didn't know. After all, witches were unable to give birth.
Still,
'The children of a witch should also be able to use magic from birth.'
If her theory was right, in the best case, not only could the child be able to use magic from birth, but they would also even be able to contract.
It was, without a doubt, an ideal. Something unthinkable.
But,
'Sol could become the creator of a new type of humans.'
Just imagining it brought her a great feeling of anticipation.
She wished to see it. She wished to observe it. She wished to be at the first stand.
She wasn't like Medea or Kali. She didn't become a witch because of despair or persecution.
All she wanted was to obtain knowledge.
She wanted to know more.
".. Ya...Eya."
She wanted to know so much more.
"Freya!!"
"Ah," She jumped a little bit when she heard her name being screamed like that. "Sorry, I was lost in thought."
She calmed herself down before taking out a pen and a book note.
"So, I respected your opinion and didn't spy on your first time. Now, please describe to me everything that happened."
Medea covered her face in shame.
"Just why do you always do that!?"
Medea couldn't understand. One of Freya's greatest hobbies was recording the sexual experience of every witch she knew and writing them into books before publishing them. Under the pseudonym of .
The worst was that from what she knew, Freya was also very popular. Even during her date with Sol, she saw some of the books she wrote on display.
"Hey, Romance is very lucrative you know? What's more, my adult series,
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[Medea's World]
Standing now alone in her garden, Medea was sipping on one of her best tea as she gazed absent-mindedly at the horizon. She was currently wearing her usual black robe that tightly hugged her body.
"Heh~! Already missing your lover?"
"*Pfft* *Cough* *Cough* What are you talking ab-about!? I am just thinking!"
Freya gave a simple smile that showed that she wouldn't argue. Even though she didn't believe it.
"So, how was it?"
Medea blushed before lowering her head. "It was–it was beautiful."
"Is that so?"
Freya eyed the current Medea enviously. Even though she had few experiences, in reality, she had never really enjoyed sex. For her, it was just a way to gather data to alleviate the curse.
Sadly, she had given up hope and her last relationship was more than two hundred years ago.
That was until Sol showed up.
He was a new hope for their entire race. No, perhaps for the entire human race itself.
Humans could only use mana once they reached 15 years old. Even then, they could only use magic if they had the capacity and the relationships to form a contract.
This made it so that even though there were few individuals really incredible, humans as a whole were the weakest races.
Witches on the other hand could use magic. Even though they couldn't use it in the same way as magical beings, they didn't need a contract either.
So what would happen if a normal human and witch had a child?
Freya didn't know. After all, witches were unable to give birth.
Still,
'The children of a witch should also be able to use magic from birth.'
If her theory was right, in the best case, not only could the child be able to use magic from birth, but they would also even be able to contract.
It was, without a doubt, an ideal. Something unthinkable.
But,
'Sol could become the creator of a new type of humans.'
Just imagining it brought her a great feeling of anticipation.
She wished to see it. She wished to observe it. She wished to be at the first stand.
She wasn't like Medea or Kali. She didn't become a witch because of despair or persecution.
All she wanted was to obtain knowledge.
She wanted to know more.
".. Ya...Eya."
She wanted to know so much more.
"Freya!!"
"Ah," She jumped a little bit when she heard her name being screamed like that. "Sorry, I was lost in thought."
She calmed herself down before taking out a pen and a book note.
"So, I respected your opinion and didn't spy on your first time. Now, please describe to me everything that happened."
Medea covered her face in shame.
"Just why do you always do that!?"
Medea couldn't understand. One of Freya's greatest hobbies was recording the sexual experience of every witch she knew and writing them into books before publishing them. Under the pseudonym of .
The worst was that from what she knew, Freya was also very popular. Even during her date with Sol, she saw some of the books she wrote on display.
"Hey, Romance is very lucrative you know? What's more, my adult series,
Medea's WorldStanding now alone in her garden, Medea was sipping on one of her best tea as she gazed absent-mindedly at the horizon. She was currently wearing her usual black robe that tightly hugged her body."Heh~! Already missing your lover?""*Pfft* *Cough* *Cough* What are you talking ab-about!? I am just thinking!"Freya gave a simple smile that showed that she wouldn't argue. Even though she didn't believe it."So, how was it?"Medea blushed before lowering her head. "It wasit was beautiful.""Is that so?"Freya eyed the current Medea enviously. Even though she had few experiences, in reality, she had never really enjoyed sex. For her, it was just a way to gather data to alleviate the curse.Sadly, she had given up hope and her last relationship was more than two hundred years ago.That was until Sol showed up.He was a new hope for their entire race. No, perhaps for the entire human race itself.Humans could only use mana once they reached 15 years old. Even then, they could only use magic if they had the capacity and the relationships to form a contract.This made it so that even though there were few individuals really incredible, humans as a whole were the weakest races.Witches on the other hand could use magic. Even though they couldn't use it in the same way as magical beings, they didn't need a contract either.So what would happen if a normal human and witch had a child?Freya didn't know. After all, witches were unable to give birth.Still,'The children of a witch should also be able to use magic from birth.'If her theory was right, in the best case, not only could the child be able to use magic from birth, but they would also even be able to contract.It was, without a doubt, an ideal. Something unthinkable.But,'Sol could become the creator of a new type of humans.'Just imagining it brought her a great feeling of anticipation.She wished to see it. She wished to observe it. She wished to be at the first stand.She wasn't like Medea or Kali. She didn't become a witch because of despair or persecution.All she wanted was to obtain knowledge.She wanted to know more.".. Ya...Eya."She wanted to know so much more."Freya!!""Ah," She jumped a little bit when she heard her name being screamed like that. "Sorry, I was lost in thought."She calmed herself down before taking out a pen and a book note."So, I respected your opinion and didn't spy on your first time. Now, please describe to me everything that happened."Medea covered her face in shame."Just why do you always do that!?"Medea couldn't understand. One of Freya's greatest hobbies was recording the sexual experience of every witch she knew and writing them into books before publishing them. Under the pseudonym of .The worst was that from what she knew, Freya was also very popular. Even during her date with Sol, she saw some of the books she wrote on display."Hey, Romance is very lucrative you know? What's more, my adult series,
