Mage Manual

Chapter 1724: Chapter 1275: Molten Puff

The door creaked open slightly, and the adorable Witch peeked in, as Felix seemed to want to sneak a look too, but was pushed aside by the Witch. She came in and gently closed the door, then bounded over to the bed, watching the two under the lamplight at the bedside. Diya silently watched them for a moment before suddenly lifting the blanket that covered them.

"Ah!"

Before Sonia could say anything, it was Ash who cried out in terror, quickly covering his vital areas. The reason Sonia seemed so calm was not because she had transformed into a mature adult indifferent to humiliation, but because she was still wearing the Bride outfit and wasn’t afraid of the Witch’s gaze at all.

So when the Witch lifted her skirt to look, Sonia blushed red with anger and curled into a ball, hiding in Ash’s arms to avoid this rogue Witch.

"What are you doing?!"

"Just confirming," Diya came over and hugged both Ash and Sonia, like a little girl acting coy in their arms, with a smile in her eyes. She laughed happily, "Sword Maiden, you’ve finally eaten Ash! That’s wonderful, wonderful!"

Sonia pursed her lips, somewhat displeased, "Is it because you get to have your turn after I eat him, so you’re this happy?"

"Huh?" Diya was taken aback, shaking her head, "No... I just feel it’s really hard for you guys to come this far... When I first met you, you hadn’t even started flirting yet, and I was worried for you back then..."

Her voice grew softer, "I truly like Ash, but I’m also truly happy for you guys..."

Sonia realized she misunderstood the Witch; the Witch actually had little desire to monopolize Ash and had often expressed her willingness to serve together with the Sword Maiden. Besides knowing she couldn’t beat the Sword Maiden, there’s another reason for what she just said—she almost entirely witnessed Ash and Sonia’s love story.

Even when Sonia was running around Dazzling Star to save Ash, she was involved. All along, her dissatisfaction with Sonia stemmed from Sonia’s possessiveness and not her love.

For Diya, Ash is the most important lover, but Sonia is also an indispensable friend. Even though there’s a slight tinge of jealousy, nobody in the world, not even Death Mad, could be happier than Diya seeing the couple finally come together.

Sonia naturally understood this, but handing her lover out personally still left her with a little irritation, leading her to think ill of Diya when she spoke. Seeing Diya’s grievance, she felt a bit guilty too, but still annoyed, she gave Ash a punch.

The source of all trouble, Ash naturally dared not speak; he leaned over and kissed Diya’s cheek. Seeing this, Sonia also kissed her other cheek, and the Witch immediately switched from cloudy to clear skies, delightedly wedging herself between them and hugging the Bride Sword Maiden.

"How does it feel?" The Witch lowered her voice, yet with the three of them huddled together, Ash found it hard not to hear: "Comfortable? Intense?"

Sonia’s face turned red with shame, retorting, "Why don’t you try it yourself!"

"I think an hour or two of experience can’t fully exert Ash’s full capabilities," the Witch said sincerely, "At least a whole night is needed for a proper evaluation, so why don’t the Sword Maiden continue with a detailed review tonight."

Right now, it’s not me evaluating him; he’s evaluating me!

Sonia certainly wouldn’t admit that she ended up underneath him, but she caught onto the Witch’s underlying meaning: "You don’t want to...?"

"Not exactly, but having waited this long, waiting another day isn’t a problem. After all, tomorrow night it’s definitely my turn for an assessment!" Diya’s gaze was clear as she reached out to touch Sonia’s reddened ear, "I just feel... Sword Maiden, you probably don’t want anyone else involved tonight."

"I’ll talk to them," the Witch sat up, saying earnestly, "Tonight is still long, you can evaluate in various environments."

"Like the bathroom, the sofa, the balcony; they’re all great places. Tomorrow night, I want to leave traces of our combat in every place of this suite..."

Ash smiled while watching Sonia, whose heart was filled with a mix of embarrassment and an unwillingness to admit the heartfelt sensation. If Diya were just a Witch bent on stealing Ash, it would be easier on her, but aside from her affection for Ash, she genuinely considered Sonia’s needs in other matters... Her increasingly heavy emotions slowly softened under Ash and Diya’s combined persuasion.

"I don’t want you guys to be alone with him," she murmured her true thought.

"Huh?" Diya was taken aback, then her first reaction was, "Does that mean we’ll always be playing multiplayer games?"

Sonia stood frozen, blankly looking at the Witch, then pulled the blanket up to cover her face: "...Let’s discuss later."

Unable to hold it in, Ash laughed out loud. Initially, it was extremely difficult for him to run a harem, but thanks to Sonia’s efforts as a pure love advocate, their relationship was hurtling toward an increasingly decadent direction.

However, when Sonia glared at him, he held back his laughter and embraced the Witch’s waist, saying, "Don’t worry, both the Sword Maiden and I have carefully considered this. It’s the fairest and most reasonable plan. But if you’re not willing—"

"I’m perfectly alright with this!" Diya immediately said, looking nervously at Sonia, "So, Sword Maiden, will you be happy for us?"

Facing the Witch’s hopeful gaze, Sonia felt somewhat touched. Just as the Witch witnessed their love, didn’t she also witness the hardships experienced by the Witch and Ash?

Her expression gradually softened, she smiled slightly, and said:

"No."

When Diya was dumbfounded, she slowly said the second sentence: "But I might... not be unhappy, until I see through everything, I can’t fully grasp my own feelings."

"Hey, do you want to join?" Diya blinked, pondering, "I thought it was a rotating system, but it turns out to be a continuous offensive? Are you trying to completely exhaust Ash’s supreme performance..."

"No, I’m just watching from the side, taking a break." Sonia propped her cheek, adopting a laid-back posture as if enjoying the show: "By the way, Ash said he likes to stay in a battle state and doesn’t want to clean up and start over."

Alright, I knew this would fall on me eventually. By tomorrow, it’ll be said that the Evil Supreme used despicable means to meddle with his four Demigod subordinates, Ash thought.

"Huh?" Diya looked at the two of them: "Not only is the Sword Maiden watching, but Ash, you’re still just fresh from being entangled with the Sword Maiden..."

Is it really unacceptable? Ash and Sonia thought.

"...Is this really okay?" Diya hugged Ash tightly, burying her head in his neck, taking a deep breath as her face turned a blissful red: "Can this night really start off this excitingly? It’s wonderful!"

It’s not a problem for her at all.

Sonia even started to doubt if there was something wrong with her plan, as it didn’t disgust the Witch at all.

"Since you’re so graciously inviting me, Sword Maiden, I’ll reluctantly accept your kindness," Diya said modestly, "I honestly didn’t plan to ruin your evening..."

"Stop pretending." Sonia snorted.

Ash felt comforted by the Witch’s kindness as he held her in his arms. But as soon as he touched her, he felt something strange.

The buttons at the back were undone to the loosest state, Diya’s black and white bridal gown was like the ribbon on a gift box, ready to fall off with a light pull, and... there was no underwear inside!

The Witch was even more prepared than Sonia; how could she say she hadn’t planned this? Clearly, they were both part of her plan!

Ash looked at Diya with annoyance, and Diya pursed her lips in a smug smile, giving Ash a kiss, which he immediately returned. As a genius mage, the Witch was naturally a clever girl, though she relied on Ash and the others for everything in daily life, only using her wits in matters of love.

With the end of the sweet, deep kiss, the Witch gently exhaled, as if her entire soul was being drawn out, her eyes bemused, cheeks flushed, melting into Ash’s embrace. The Witch’s words were extreme, and her resistance was the lowest; the Witch dealt with these matters like Ash in a game—both bad and enthusiastic players.

"Just to be safe, I still have to ask," Ash whispered, "Is Liss asleep?"

"It’s not just Liss; all the sisters are asleep." Diya lazily replied, "The first time is my exclusive experience; there’s no way I’d let them have it easy."

"One more thing," Ash gently pulled the bridal gown’s back buttons, and the black and white bridal gown immediately opened like a gift box, "Can you try to only call my name? I have a hard time accepting other names... at least not tonight."

"Aw—" Diya looked disappointed, "Can’t I even whisper?"

"No."

"I promise it’ll sound lovely!"

"No!"

Diya pouted angrily at him, and Ash felt a little guilty for depriving the Witch of her game experience, holding her closer and rubbing his face against hers: "I’ll fulfill any other request you have, okay?"

Swayed by Ash’s coquettishness, Diya blushed all the way to her ears, her lips curling slightly upward, humming: "Then you have to fulfill one request for me!"

"What request?"

"If you had to describe me as a dessert, what do you think I’d be?"

"That’s a great question, let me think..." Ash was instantly intrigued: "You’re an ice cream cone, the Sword Maiden is a cream cake, the Silver Lamp is a mille-feuille, Vishi is a pudding."

"My request is," Diya approached Ash’s ear, her breath warm and alluring, "From tonight, your impression of me is no longer an ice cream cone, but..."

"A molten puff."

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