Even if those were its followers, Vega acted according to the principle of not taking responsibility for those who accepted followers.
As long as it can bring power, that's fine.
Victor walked deeper into the basement without looking up.
"Read less of those kinds of stories in the future."
"Why?"
"It's bad for your brain."
creak—
The heavy wooden door to the basement slowly closed in the darkness.
......
Henney lay slumped over her desk, her eyes lowered, letting the sunlight fall on her unsmiling face, making her look somewhat melancholy.
Holding a pen, he scribbled and drew in a huge notebook.
Although the original notes were destroyed, the knowledge that I could recite from memory will not be forgotten.
When she has nothing to do, she often writes down this knowledge again.
While I was writing in my notebook, there was a knock on the door.
Thump, thump.
Hene was a little confused, but she still pushed back the chair, stood up, and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, a kitten dressed in a black and white maid outfit was standing in front of her.
Her petite figure paired with the somewhat oversized maid outfit looked a little out of place.
However, that gentle aura is not buried by the maid outfit.
Vanilla placed her hands on her chest and bowed deeply to Henney:
"Miss Henney."
"Ah, it's vanilla."
Hene wasn't surprised to see her.
The professor said that Vanilla was a new maid in his household with a very special identity; she was a demi-human.
She knew how unfairly discriminated against demi-humans were treated in human society.
Although they are different from humans, she is kind-hearted and does not approve of ostracizing demi-humans.
She felt even more heartbroken when she learned that Vanilla had been captured.
So he took extra care of her.
So she teaches Vanilla some magic every day.
Because Heni was unable to become a mage for a long time, she was often treated coldly and bullied by others in the academy.
Every time Henne sees vanilla, she is reminded of the unpleasant experiences that once made her unhappy.
She doesn't want those bad experiences to be repeated in Vanilla's life.
So I always teach her with great patience.
As for why she was the one to teach, instead of Kokot, who was clearly superior to her in both magical knowledge and strength.
Even Hene knew how lazy that elf was, so asking her to teach was too much of a stretch.
"Come in!"
Hene pushed Vanilla into her bedroom.
Inside the room, Hene sat on the bed, looking at Vanilla beside her, and asked:
"How did your telekinetic magic training go last time?"
Vanilla didn't say much, she just put her hands behind her back, her long, thin tail swaying slightly behind her.
On the desk opposite her, a red flowerpot gradually glowed with a green light and floated in mid-air.
It spun twice in the air and landed back on the desk.
Hene was somewhat surprised as she watched Vanilla's telekinetic magic.
"What amazing talent! You only started learning this magic yesterday."
"Although telekinesis is a relatively common spell among first-tier magic, being able to use it to this extent is already quite proficient."
Hearing Henny's praise, Vanilla wagged her tail repeatedly, as if she were very happy.
"You flatter me."
"Hmm, it seems I'll have to make it a bit more difficult for you."
Henney turned around and began flipping through the first few pages of her thick notebook, intently looking for any more basic magic.
Her black robes swayed wildly as Heni moved her body.
Vanilla looked at Heney wearing clothes that didn't fit her well and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
“Um, Miss Henney, please forgive my intrusion.”
Why do you always wear such a large robe?
Henney turned around and looked down at her clothes.
"Oh, this one?"
She reached out, tugged at her wide collar, and said:
"This was given to me by the professor. He said I should always wear it properly, otherwise it would cause trouble for others."
Vanilla is tilting its head.
"Causing trouble?"
Vanilla was puzzled.
"Although I don't really understand, could you take off your clothes and let me see?"
"this……"
Hene looked to the side, feeling conflicted.
But when she saw the expectation in Vanilla's eyes, her resolve softened.
After all... we're all girls, so there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Thinking this, Henney unbuttoned the buttons on her chest.
The wide, black robe gradually faded away.
Suddenly, Vanilla froze on the spot.
Beneath the robe was just a perfectly normal outfit: a brown top and wide beige trousers, which looked surprisingly harmonious.
And it's very big.
Her figure is curvaceous and well-proportioned, which is perfectly showcased even in ordinary clothing.
And it's very big.
Not much of her fair skin was exposed, but it seemed to glow as if some kind of magic had been applied to it.
It's very big.
A strange, inexplicable allure drew the vanilla to the plant.
As the little kitten watched, her eyes became somewhat glazed over, and her face flushed slightly.
The air seemed to have become somewhat hot and dry, and its tail was held high, as if it had been petrified in mid-air.
Suddenly, a sharp and somewhat unpleasant meow came from Vanilla's throat.
Meow~
She froze on the spot.
Hene was also stunned.
When their eyes met, Vanilla's face turned bright red, like a ripe apple.
She stood up instantly, pushed open the door, rushed down the stairs, and ran out.
Hene, however, stood frozen in place, as if realizing something, and blurted out:
"That was..."
"The sounds of a female cat in heat?"
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