Chapter 136: Monica And Natasha’s Stats

[The host can now inspect Natasha Sephila’s stats.]

Elias ignored the screen and focused entirely on sucking Natasha’s nub through the silky white fabric of her nightgown.

His hands were already caressing her bottom, and Natasha’s leg was stroking his member through his loose trousers with her leg, both breathing hard and their minds foggy from excitement and pleasure.

’I want more...’

Elias rolled his tongue around her nub and sucked harder, causing a wave of pleasure to run down Natasha’s spine.

A shaky breath left her, but she didn’t stop; rather, she patted his back as though approving him.

At least it seemed that way to him, so he tightened his hands on her bottom, his fingers pressed onto her soft, bubbly flesh, and he began to knead them like dough.

Her eyes trembled, and she slightly tightened her hold onto him.

The wet noise of him sucking and fabric rubbing against fabric filled the room as the husband and wife indulged in each other’s bodies.

Elias could feel his member nearing release, and Natasha could also guess it as it was throbbing much stronger than before.

A mischievous smile appeared on her face, and she moved her leg away.

Elias’s eyes trembled as she did so, and the next moment she also freed him of her embrace. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

He looked at her with utter confusion, his mouth agape.

Natasha lowered her gaze to her chest and saw the wet mark which made her hard nub nearly visible through the fabric.

She looked at him, and he asked as he felt her warmth slowly drift away, [Why...?]

She picked up her notebook and quill and wrote.

Let’s stop here.

His expression soured, and he pressed, [What? Why?]

She hid her amusement behind a frown and wrote:

I did it in the heat of the moment.

His expression darkened at her answer, and he stayed lying on the bed for a long while before he nodded reluctantly and began to step down the bed.

[Yeah... It would be best for us to stop.]

A smirk appeared on Natasha’s face, and she hid it the next instant before she nodded in agreement.

Disappointed and displeased, Elias left the room to prepare for the day, while Natasha remained on the larger bed and watched him disappear through the doorway with a small, satisfied smile.

As he walked down the corridor, he lowered his head and muttered inwardly, ’It was so close...’

He was clearly dissatisfied with how Natasha had ended everything, especially after she had suddenly become so bold, but he could not bring himself to blame her for stopping. If she had decided that she did not want to continue, then he would respect that decision regardless of how much he wanted otherwise.

Elias sighed, shook his head, and tried to clear his thoughts by muttering inwardly, ’Status.’

The next instant, two orange screens appeared before his eyes, displaying Natasha’s and Monica’s statuses.

[Status]

[Name: Natasha Sephila]

[Rank: Warrior]

[Affection Rate: 26]

[Talent: Child of Divine (SS)]

[Physical Constitution: Heavenly Demon Physique (Dormant – Stage: II)]

[Weapon: None]

[Weapon Mastery: None]

[Weapon Aura: None]

[Mana Aptitude: S]

[Mana Affinity: Light (S), Darkness (S), Holy (S), Unholy (S)]

[Mana Circle: None]

[Spiritual Aptitude: SS (None)]

[Spiritual Affinity: Divine (SS), Demonic (SS), Ghost (S), Elemental (S)]

[Spiritual Stars: None]

[Stats]

[Strength/Constitution: 27]

[Speed/Agility: 19]

[Stamina/Endurance: 24]

[Perception/Comprehension: 18]

[Mana/Spirit: 137 (0)]

[Skills]

[Requires Affection Rate: 30]

[Unknown — Requires Affection Rate: 40]

"...Fucking hell, what is this mana stat?" Elias exclaimed, his eyes widening beyond disbelief as he stared at the number.

It was absurdly high considering she had just been a Warrior, yet the moment his gaze shifted toward the zero beside it, the disbelief in his expression faded and sorrow settled over his face.

That number was the proof that her spiritual veins and mana pathways could no longer be used, leaving all that potential locked away from her.

Elias exhaled helplessly before shifting his attention toward the second screen.

[Status]

[Name: Monica Ragnar]

[Rank: Exalted]

[Affection Rate: 34]

[Talent: Heavenly Arcane Comprehension (S)]

[Physical Constitution: None]

[Weapon: None]

[Weapon Mastery: None]

[Weapon Aura: None]

[Mana Aptitude: S]

[Mana Affinity: Fire (S), Water (S), Wind (S), Lightning (S), Light (A), Darkness (A), Earth (A), Blood (B), Wood (B)]

[Mana Circle: 1 — Drained]

[Spiritual Aptitude: None]

[Spiritual Affinity: None]

[Spiritual Stars: None]

[Stats]

[Strength/Constitution: 31]

[Speed/Agility: 33]

[Stamina/Endurance: 39]

[Perception/Comprehension: 128]

[Mana/Spirit: 97]

[Skills]

[Advanced Mana Enhancement (B)]

[Advanced Mana Absorption (B)]

[Mana Projection (B)]

[Mental Library (A)]

[Self Mana Projection (A)]

[Zero-circle Fire Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Earth Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Water Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Wind Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Ice Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Light Magic (A)]

[Zero-circle Lightning Magic (A)]

[One-circle Fire Magic (S)]

[One-circle Earth Magic (S)]

[One-circle Wind Magic (S)]

[One-circle Water Magic (S)]

[One-circle Light Magic (S)]

[Unknown — Requires Affection Rate: 40]

"One hundred and twenty-eight comprehension..." Elias mumbled, staring at the number with an expression of disbelief. "That is absurd..."

His gaze then descended toward the skill section.

His eyes moved across the list one after another, his expression increasingly strange.

"What in the name of the sword is this?" he exclaimed, his eyes becoming as wide as saucers as his mouth fell agape.

He focused on one of them, and a tab appeared before him.

[One-circle Fire Magic]

[Grade: S]

[The target can perform any of the one-circle fire magic spells.]

’Gods...’ He nearly tripped on his own foot upon reading that.

He always knew that Monica was a monster even when compared to his other wives, but this was simply ridiculous.

As far as he knew, she was the same age as him, which meant she had become a mage capable enough to threaten most at the young age of twenty.

"I need to clear my head once more," he mumbled and shook his head, then he added, "I never appreciated how good the manor walls are..."

He simply didn’t wish her achievements to overwhelm him. He was already left a little disoriented by the Spirit Sword’s words.