Leon cracked his eyes open as a wave of cold air slapped him in the face.
"...The fuck?" he groaned, dragging himself upright. The breeze was coming straight from the window, chilling his bare skin.
"Who left the fucking window open?" he muttered, still half-asleep as he stumbled over to shut it.
But the moment his hand reached the frame—
"Ow—what the hell!?" He yanked his hand back, eyes narrowing.
Sitting on the edge of the window was a black raven. Not just any raven—this one had three eyes. One of them blinked dead center on its forehead like some kind of creepy bird.
Leon didn't waste any time. He activated his skill.
[Name: Carrier Raven]
[Description: A special type of raven used to deliver secret messages and small parcels. Known for being fast, quiet, and nearly impossible to detect. Commonly used by high-ranking knights.]
Before he could react, the raven hopped into the room and started shaking itself like a wet dog.
A letter and clothes rained down from it's fur.
CAWWW! ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
With one final screech that sounded suspiciously smug, the raven leapt back out the window and vanished into the sky.
Leon stood there for a moment, completely naked, staring at the mess.
"...Okay. That just happened."
He pulled on some pants—finally—and started looking through the things.
The first thing he grabbed was a neatly folded set of clothes: a green robe with the symbol of a dark serpent wrapped around a flask, a white tunic with the same symbol on the chest, black trousers, and expensive-looking brown leather shoes.
"Okay... Well, this isn't random junk stuff." Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he used his skill on the clothes.
[Name: Alchemist's Uniform]
[Durability: 100/100]
[Description: Official attire of House Virellis alchemists. Crafted with spell-treated basilisk wool and beast-leather, it offers protection against minor explosions, acid splashes, and chemical backfires.]
Next, he picked up the letter, sealed in a neat white folder with a golden sealing sigil. Fancy.
He cracked the seal and started reading.
You did something stupid. Brave, but stupid. As an honourable knight, I've decided to reward your suicidal heroism.
The sigil on this letter grants you direct admission to Velthorne Academy of Magic and Swordsmanship, with a one year scholarship, you have to take care of the rest. Classes start today. Be there at 10:00 AM sharp.
As a knight, I don't take back gifts—and I don't tolerate flakiness. If you're not there by 10:00 AM, Leon Luster, I will show up at 9:30, break your door down, and drag you there myself.
Leon stared at the letter for a long moment.
"...Fucking Hell." He spoke as his expressions darkened.
The door opened with a soft sound, and Elaine stepped inside.
She wore a modest brown skirt that hugged her hips and stopped just above her knees, but the white bodice clinging tightly to her chest was anything but modest. Her full, heavy boobs strained against the fabric with every breath, practically trying to break free.
Her steps were slow, silent, and deliberate—unlike her usual stride. She moved like she had a purpose, her gaze locked onto Leon as she approached.
"Mo—" Leon began, but the words barely left his mouth before she pressed a single finger to his lips.
As he was already sitting in a lotus position, Elaine climbed into his lap, her thighs closing around him. Their bodies pressed together, tension crackling between them.
"Well... good morning, Mom," Leo spoke in a low tone with a perverted smile. His eyes flicking down to her chest before returning to hers. But just as he opened his mouth to speak again, her finger slipped away—and her lips took its place.
Her kiss was sudden, hot, and filled with hunger. Leon froze for a second, then responded with equal intensity. Their lips crushed together, tongues tangling in a wet, frantic rhythm. Her soft moan escaped into his mouth, only fueling the kiss.
The kiss dragged on, deep and dirty, until both were breathless. When they finally pulled apart, a thick string of saliva still clung between their parted lips.
Elaine licked her lips slowly, her eyes half-lidded and filled with heat.
"Good morning, Dear Son," she spoke, her voice low and dripping with lust.
'Is this really happening or am I still asleep ?' Leon thought as he looked at Elaine.
"So... Do you want to have some breakfast first or Do you want to suck on my sweet and slutty nipples ?" Elaine whispered into Leon's ears as she pressed her chest against Leon's chest.
'Woah... She can talk dirty.' Leon thought as a smile spread across his face.
"Remi-" Leon was about to activate his skill, but suddenly he heard something.
*Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting-Ting*
A bell sound coming from the tower of the village...
The bell rang exactly 9 times, telling the time to every single villager.
'I am really going to hate myself for doing this. Damn you, Knight Bitch.' Leon thought as he closed his eyes in disappointment and slowly placed his hands over Elaine's shoulders.
"I need to go..." Leon spoke as he looked into Elaine's eyes.
"What ?" Elaine asked with a confused expression.
"Sadly, I am selected in the Velthorne Academy of Magic and Swordsmanship." Leon replied with a disappointed expression.
"WHAT !?" Elaine shouted as she immediately stood up and looked at Leon with a Shocked and Surprised expression.
"Yeah..." Leon replied.
"Why are you shouting so loudly mom ? You will wake her up." Selene spoke as she pointed towards her daughter and looked at Elaine with a confused expression.
"Your brother got accepted into the Academy of Magic." Elaine spoke as she looked at Selene.
"What the- Really ?" Selene asked with an even more shocked expression as she looked at Leon.
"Yeah and I have to leave now or an angry lady will come running into our house." Leon spoke as he stood up from the mattress.