A week passed since then, and Zura hadn't slacked even a bit. Every night, he trained harder than the last, sharpening his control over magic, absorbing different elements, and pushing his body past its limits.
Technically, he could already pass the Magic Knight exam. But Zura didn't want to just pass—he wanted to drop jaws. Make noise. Leave a mark so loud that every squad captain and every noble watching remembered his name.
He'd mastered all the basic water-type spells and could cast them directly using stored mana. He'd even learned to absorb multiple elements at once—something most mages couldn't even imagine. But still, he couldn't cast more than one spell at the same time.
That was the wall he hadn't broken yet.
His growth in Hage was slowing down. No real fighters here. No rivals. No enemies. Just kids, nuns, and peace.
He hated peace.
Not because he wanted violence, but because he wanted power.
Still, even in Hage, his nights were far from dull.
As always, after dinner, he headed to the skull for training. It had become his spot—his personal gym, dojo, and battlefield. He'd train till exhaustion, pass out, then wake up in the middle of the night either from the cold breeze… or from being poked.
Because Zura wasn't the only one grinding through the nights.
Sister Lily had her own kind of "training." A little less magical. A lot more physical.
Zura's body wasn't built like Asta's, but after Lily's "sessions," he was definitely gaining muscle—in all the right places.
She would sneak out during lesson breaks, prayer times, or whenever the kids were distracted. Nobody suspected a thing. Except maybe the pigeon. That thing always gave them judgmental looks.
Whenever a kid asked, "Sister Lily, where do you go sometimes?"
She'd just smile and say, "To pray."
Which wasn't a lie. She was just praying to Zura instead of to the gods.
Once, a kid caught them behind the tree. Zura had Lily pinned against the bark, but the child was too young to understand anything.
"What are you doing?"
Lily smiled sweetly. "Watering the tree."
Another time, they were caught on the ground behind the orphanage. Naked, tangled up in each other. A single kid had come back early from the town hall meeting.
"I'm helping Zura bathe," Lily said with a straight face, brushing twigs from her hair.
Then there was that one time… in the church.
Yeah, they definitely weren't holy in that moment.
Still, neither of them ever felt guilty. Lily wasn't some innocent nun—at least not when she was with him. And Zura? He couldn't get enough of her teasing voice, her hungry eyes, and the way she melted under his touch.
Her cute moans and silly remarks while having sex always made Zura more and more horny.
Tonight was Zura's last night in Hage.
Lily knew he had to leave. She knew the world was on the line. But none of that shit made it any easier.
After confirming all the kids were knocked out cold, Lily snuck out of the orphanage and made her way to the skull. There, like always, Zura was out cold—shirtless, arms sprawled, breathing like he hadn't slept in weeks.
"Don't force yourself too hard," she muttered.
She knelt beside him, tugged at his pants, and slipped her hand inside.
"Soft." She smirked. "Guess he really is asleep."
She pulled his pants down and wrapped her lips around his dick without hesitation. No teasing. No warm-up. Just lips, tongue, and spit. Slow strokes at first, then deeper, messier. The way she knew he liked it.
It didn't take long for the snake to wake up and become a full-grown anaconda.
She let go with a wet pop, straddled him, and pressed her soaked panties against his cock, grinding slowly.
"If you don't wake up…" she whispered, "…you're getting fucked in your sleep~"
Zura opened one eye, smirking like the cocky bastard he was. "I'd be lucky if you did."
Lily bit her lip. "It's our last night together."
"It is."
"Will you miss me?"
"Obviously. Dumb question."
"How much?"
Zura grinned. "I'll jerk off every night thinking about how tight your pussy is."
Lily's face flushed, but she didn't stop grinding on him.
"I'll miss you too," she muttered.
Zura raised a brow. "Me… or my little brother down there?"
She puckered her lips. "Both."
He laughed, pulled her down, and kissed her. "Maybe I'll drop in."
"How?"
"I'll ask Noelle to bring me back every few days. You down?"
"Won't Noelle get suspicious?"
"Maybe I'll just tell her."
"No, you can't!" Lily slapped his chest. "Everyone thinks I'm a sweet, gentle nun. If they find out I'm a—"
"A what?"
"…a whore for your cock. …a filthy, naughty nun. They'll keep me away from you."
"Whoever dares to push you away from me will end up in a place which can only be described as… hell. They will face far more greater evil than a devil," Zura asserted in a solemn voice.
He flipped her onto the grass and shoved his dick against her soaked entrance, still hidden under what was left of her leggings.
"Wait—let me take off my clothes—"
"No need." He grabbed the fabric and ripped it apart like tissue.
Then he shoved it in with one rough, deep thrust.
"Anh~"
"Clothed sex turns me on more."
Their bodies slammed into each other like it was the last night on Earth. And maybe it was. Moans, groans, curses, slapping skin—it all mixed into the quiet night. They fucked like they were trying to carve the memory into each other's bones.
And when it was over, when they were covered in sweat and dirt and grass and each other—they fell asleep.
When Lily woke up in the morning, Zura's dick was still buried inside her.
She groaned, pulled herself off, limped back to the orphanage, bathed, put on clean nun robes, and came back to wake him— only to get dragged back down and railed again. Her clean clothes didn't survive five minutes.
A few more rounds later, Zura finally cleaned up, ate a heavy breakfast, and sat near the gate, waiting for Noelle.
He had no idea what challenges lay ahead, but one thing was for sure—
His real journey as a Magic Knight was just about to begin.
—but he knew, no matter what happened in the future, no girl was ever gonna ride him quite like that naughty fucking nun.
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