The Conquerors Path

I had given each of my members that had come with me into that realm where the test took place an update in their own abilities, a powerful one at that too, and now I could see clearly how the changes were being dealt with and clarified by Clara, her new control over her own darkness making her a powerful force in the healing sector.

Even without that, those abilities have gone forth to make her even stronger in the fighting arena, too. But right now, my gaze was seeing her move happily and controlled all over the place, a sticky, dangerous darkness swirling away from her body as it touched the bodies of others, the healing simply happening from there.

The fact of healing isn't just simply chanting a spell and making the injury vanish, then regenerating limbs and such would've been an easy job done well by the other healers. Yes, you can fix your hand back if it gets torn away, but to regenerate and the mix is only done by the life healers, as you know, mainly by the saintess and my sister.

In this case, the beauty of healing begins with understanding deeply about the internal structure of the body, then understanding the injury, and then understanding how to guide your spell or your abilities to heal those injuries. It's basically the full work of a doctor from my past world, without all that fancy equipment and stuff.

And now Clara, handling all of those people at the same time and dealing with such healings, only goes forth to show how much she has grown in her use of her abilities, a small, gentle smile coming to my face at that thought, knowing well that she tried all this hard to make sure that she will be there to heal me if I ever get hurt.

'Not like I will need it now, though...'

I smirked a bit at that thought, a feeling of small pride in me seeing how well Clara has developed, the little girl that went from crying and hiding in her cage, begging for help, to saving and treating the lives of dozens of people at the same time, respect being shown to her by people even stronger than her.

While jealousy covered her, not just for her own healing abilities but for her charisma, beauty, and grace, she is quite the popular girl, having received her fair share of confessions and such. However, in the end, she turned it all down. Right now, the girl I see isn't the old crying one but a mature woman capable of standing on her own against the world, one who is making her name etched into the minds of people and history.

'They all will rise far above the world, I will make sure of it.'

The people who have chosen to follow me loyally will no doubt in the future be written down in history as heroes, the greatest ones who lead wars and the greatest heroes that will be written even above the 11-heroes. I already have a plan for it. Now, what is left to make it happen is just time and some effort. I will make them all the greatest.

A smirk lit up my face at that thought. To go far beyond what they can, they would need even more talents and power etched into them. They are surely at the top now, but the true monsters hidden in the academy will slowly start to spread their intentions, and it will be harder for them to stay at the top even with the boost I have given them.

That is why I plan on giving them their 2nd upgrade when we will all traverse the special realm of Isabella's. The opportunities there will push them forth. I didn't take anything till now because I wanted the rest of them to get used to their new powers before filling them with other ones, and now they are all ready, too.

A chuckle left my mouth as my thoughts graded me, and as I looked down at Clara for a moment, she raised her head into the sky, seemingly filled with a confused expression. She paused for a moment as she held her chest, looking upwards at me with a smile on her face. No doubt she can't feel my presence, but in some sense, she can feel me, alright.

Seeing this, a small teasing smirk came my way, a bit of my mana flowing through me, twisting around as I placed it towards Clara. Within a second, all her fatigue went away, both mental and physical, making her good as new as she looked confused, but later, a small smile came to her face from it.

But I didn't end with it as I made sure to pass a small zip through her body, producing the same function as a vibrator being inside her. This made her give out a little moan as her face flushed hard, the vibrations in her not strong enough to break her tension away but still powerful enough to make her feel pleasure.

This seemingly made it harder for Clara as she moved forth places to treat the patients, her step having a tremble to them as she moved around with a flushed face and sweat tumbling down her face. I could see the expressions of the patients getting worried for her, while even her fellow helpful nurse-like workers asked Clara to get some rest.

But would they know that this loving saintess-like girl was actually going through masturbation as she helped her fellow patients? To the eyes of the others, all they saw was Clara pushing herself as she tried to help them, making them feel even more grateful towards her who was working this hard.

But I was the only one who could see her clutching her legs together, the smell deeply entering my nose, while the wetness from her honey pot marked her panties wet. I could feel and tell the vibrations happening inside Clara's body, making her jerk as she took a step forward.

".....Ah~"

Her voice slowly sounded out as I transmitted my voice back into her head.

'Keep going. This is fun to watch.'

Clara flinched at the voice, but she knew from the beginning I was the one doing this. I mean, how else wouldn't one notice mana flowing through them? Especially the mana of the one

they love.

"You big bully...."

Clara whispered under her breath, but I heard it right. I only smiled at it as I saw her desire burning and a sense of thrill at the situation covering over her. The perspective of the clean and graceful Clara not being as graceful as they imagined made the thrill even better for Clara by increasing her pleasure. ṞÀΝổ𝐁Èṣ

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As Clara moved around the healing chamber, she could feel the magic coursing through her, the pleasure intensifying with each person she touched. With her staff in hand, she placed a gentle hand on the shoulder of an injured man, sending a wave of soothing energy through his body. The man sighed in relief as the pain eased from his joints.

Clara smiled, but underneath, a fire was building within her. Unable to suppress a moan, she adjusted her stance, trying to discretely move her hand between her legs to relieve the persistent ache. She continued her work, her breath coming in short gasps, her face flushed as she fought to maintain her composure.

Each touch, each healing spell, sent another jolt of ecstasy through her core, making her thighs quiver. She focused intently on her patients, determined to complete her tasks, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. She bit her lip, trying to muffle her cries as she worked, the crowd unaware of her internal struggle. She moved from person to person, her movements becoming more erratic, her breathing heavier.

I focused my energy, and without warning, a surge of pleasure shot through Clara's core, causing her to gasp and tremble. Her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief as her hips began to undulate, her hands instinctively finding their way between her legs. The pleasure intensified with each passing second, building to a feverish crescendo.

Waves of ecstasy crashed over Clara, her body writhed and convulsed as she lost control. Her pussy grew wetter and hotter, her juices dripping down her thighs. She panted and moaned, lost in the throes of an orgasm that seemed never-ending.

Quickly catching a break, Clara moved to a more secure room, unable to contain her arousal, Clara's fingers moved faster, rubbing and stroking her clit, her breathing growing more ragged. Her breasts heaved with each erotic motion, her nipples hard and erect. The pleasure coursing through her body heightened, clouding her mind and blurring the line between helping others and succumbing to her own desires. She moaned and moaned, her hips grinding against nothing, moaning and whimpering in delight as her orgasm built up once

again.

'This is better than I thought'

I mused as I controlled Clara's desire.

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