Strongest Mage with the Lust system

"Yes, I did. I should've done it when I found out about his betrayal, but I was too soft." Ashton nodded, meeting her gaze.

Esther didn't say anything and stared into his eyes as though looking for something familiar but didn't see anything.

Her gaze made him uncomfortable, something he found strange because he had thought nothing could faze him now.

"What? You think I was too cruel?" He asked. When Esther didn't say anything, he continued, "You should know the reason Wiley and those two attacked us was because he had told Wiley that we indeed had the Thunder Sword. You realize if I hadn't had that drop of Devil Blood and Hannah's aunt hadn't come on time, those three would've killed you all or, worse, they would've turned you into their slaves."

"I understand." Esther finally nodded before walking toward Mark's cold corpse, beside which his wives, Lacey and Layla, were sobbing quietly.

Amelia walked over to Noah while Mina and Anna stared at him.

Ashton sighed and shook his head and started walking out of the hall. However, just then, Anna's words made him pause.

"I can no longer recognize you, father."

He glanced at her and said, "The world is too cruel, Anna. The emotional and kind ones die even before the weak."

Shua! Shua!

Max was floating in a white room. Streams of green and golden energies were swirling around him and occasionally flowing into his body.

It had been over forty minutes since Wyomin deposited him in this grade seven recovery room that unusually only emperor mages used because the cost for lower realmed mages, including the King mages, was too steep. However, thanks to Lady Verana footing the bill for him, he was able to enjoy it.

The room showed its effectiveness, and in just forty minutes, Max had completely recovered, with no trace of any injury left on his body. Even his depleted mana was fully restored.

For the last few minutes, he had been using the purified mana in the room to recover his bloodline energy.

'Thankfully, the devil blood didn't try to take advantage; otherwise, it might have succeeded.' He thought, scanning his body.

Ten minutes later, he was finished recovering his bloodline energy and reluctantly opened his eyes.

Thud!

As soon as he did, the energies swirling around him disappeared and he fell to the ground.

Phew!

"Fortunately, I didn't open my eyes immediately after regaining consciousness or use my bloodline sense; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to recover my mana and bloodline energy so swiftly." He muttered, exhaling in relief. ṙÃℕοBЁș

The moment he had regained consciousness, he had realized he was in a special environment that was rapidly healing him.

He wanted to use his bloodline energy to scan it, but his instincts told him not to do it. Choosing to believe in them, he stayed put and started utilizing the purified and condensed mana that was on par with the mana from the mana crystal, or maybe a level purer, to recover his depleted energies.

Rumble!

He had just stood up when the thick stone door opened and in walked Wyomin.

She looked him up and down before saying, "Come. Someone wants to meet you."

"Wait." Max hurriedly called out to her, stopping her in her tracks.

"Before we go somewhere else, I want to talk to you for a bit." He said.

Wyomin looked at him for a moment before nodding, "Alright. Follow me."

Walking out of the recovery room, Max glanced around the pristine structure he was in and asked, "We are inside the War Temple."

"Hmm."

"Where are my companions? Are they safe?" He asked, "They are resting outside. And they are safe." Wyomin answered.

Soon, after leaving the recovery section, they arrived in a secluded area. While Max was looking around, Wyomin took out a metal medallion similar to the Merit Plate and placed it on a wall.

Zoom!

Immediately, an opening fit for two people to walk side by side appeared, and she walked in. Max followed.

Max looked around the expansive chamber in fascination and asked, "Is this your room? Isn't it too big for you alone?"

"..."

Wyomin gave him a blank look, making him cough awkwardly.

"Sit." She said, gesturing for him to take a seat on the sofa near them before sitting down on one herself.

"So what do you want to talk about?"

"First of all, I want to thank you for saving me and placing me in that room." Max earnestly thanked her. Wyomin nodded, accepting his gratitude before saying, "You have someone else to thank for the recovery room."

"Oh? Is it the same person who you were taking me to meet?"

"Yes."

Max nodded. Then his expression turned solemn as he asked, "I want to ask you what you want to do with the information about the energy you used to heal my mana veins."

Wyomin wasn't surprised since she already knew he wanted to talk about it. After thinking for a moment, she said, "You need not worry about me telling anyone about it, nor will I do anything to harm you because of it. However… I have a request."

Max inwardly nodded. It was just as he thought.

"Please do tell. If it's something I can do for you, I'll do my best to help you."

Wyomin hesitated for a bit before taking out a two-inch-long, gray piece of withered wood.

She gently handed it to him and said, "See if you can pour that vitality filled energy of yours into it."

Max took the piece of wood and curiously looked at it. It didn't seem different from any ordinary wood, but since Wyomin was keeping it and handling it as though it was something very precious, he knew it was all but ordinary.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled a strand of his Nascent Energy and directed it into the piece of wood.

Wyomin stopped breathing as her gaze focused on the wood.

For a moment, the strand of Nascent Energy was unable to enter it, which made him frown while Wyomin let out a disappointed sigh.

However…

Zoom!

The next instant, the strand disappeared into it.

Wyomin's eyes shone, "I was right."

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