The next morning, Mart was sitting in his desk chair, because he didn't want to leave the room until after the weekend when he would tacitly announce the end of his successful seclusion, after which he would appear before the students as a demonic sorcerer at the midpoint of the fourth rank.

The door opened carefully and then closed.

Mart stood up and Menna ran towards him. He hugged Menna tightly and kissed her deeply.

"I see you've been practicing absorbing demonic energy. Mid-level of the first rank."

"I'm still weak." You have to protect me," Menna said in her relaxed and somewhat flirtatious tone.

"I'm fine with that. I'll protect you as long as I live," Mart said with a smile.

Mart walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, then Menna sat on Mart's lap.

"Mart, I just came to say hello. Besides, Iristel already told me what you want to do," Menna said with a mischievous smile.

Mart caressed Menna's cheek, kissed her, and said,

"Come tonight. Wear your maid's uniform."

"Do you want me that much?" Menna asked, wrapping her delicate arms around Mart's neck.

[Lust Trait Activated]

"Yes, I want you so much, you're too attractive," said Mart, remembering how she had looked away when he used Selef's appearance.

"You won't damage my uniform, will you?" she asked as she kissed him.

"I'll buy whatever ones we need," " he replied and hugged her tightly before letting her go.

After Menna left, Mart lay on the bed.

"Now that I remember, I got two demonic rewards when I was with Isirid for the first time. All because she was from an ancient lineage. How elitist Asmodeus was," thought Mart, making a subtle joke at the end.

According to what I discussed with Selenia, we are currently in the training phase for the end-of-year tournament. They will choose the top four students from each class to compete in the tournament between classes S, A, B, and C for each year. If a student from any class below class S manages to beat a student from class S, they only need to pass the end-of-year exams to enter class S next year. The other option is to demonstrate outstanding knowledge in the exams. Selenia managed to enter the S class. How are Selis and Asfil doing? Their academic performance has always been among the best, so maybe they don't need to participate. If I catch up on my academic assignments, I won't have to worry about that tournament either, and next year we'll all be in the S class," Mart thought as he lay there.

When night fell, Mart was sitting meditating on the floor of his room.

He was absorbing and expelling demonic energy to control his ability to manipulate demonic energy at a faster rate so that he could cast his demonic spells more quickly.

The door opened, and Menna entered dressed in her maid's uniform and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

An hour later, Mart finished meditating.

"You're a genius, aren't you?" Menna said cheerfully and sat on the floor, leaning her back against Mart's chest, and then he hugged her, wrapping his arms around her small waist.

"I'm just lucky," Mart replied and then asked, "Do you want to be a genius?"

"No, it's enough for me to be by your side," "Menna replied and turned to kiss Mart.

"You've already made a lot of progress in a short time. You must be patient. Every sorcerer or warrior must consolidate their foundations if they want to be truly strong," Mart advised her, taking her in his arms and carrying her to bed.

Menna felt Mart's hands caressing her thighs, and then she said to him: "Mart, remember that I have to work tomorrow."

He nodded and began kissing Menna's neck, then lifted one of his hands and squeezed one of Menna's large breasts, which were covered by her maid's uniform.

The two kissed and continued exploring each other's bodies until midnight came and Mart let Menna sleep by his side.

••••

Mart spent the rest of the week practicing his demonic energy control, the speed at which he could create demonic diagrams, and the casting of spells.

Mart's room was filled with demonic energy. Mart waved his hands and dozens and dozens of demonic diagrams appeared, which he made disappear as soon as he created them.

"I must practice until I can create demonic diagrams almost spontaneously," Mart concluded after finishing his routine dedicated to perfecting his skills as a demonic sorcerer. He was determined to improve, especially after seeing the enormous difference between himself and Lucifer's remnant.

••••

Weekend.

The sound of skin slapping together.

Iristel was on all fours, moaning with pleasure with every thrust, every time Mart's large member filled her insides and hit her deepest spot while he pulled her long tail and kissed Menna beside her.

Mart sank one of his hands into Menna's breasts as he kissed her and thrust into Iristel's pussy.

Menna's face was red; they had already done it several times that day, and she had already had several orgasms, but every time she was about to pass out, Mart infused her with demonic energy, and she felt herself adapting more and more to the absorption of demonic energy.

Iristel squeezed Mart's member with the walls of her pussy and came, leaving the sheets increasingly wet. Mart was about to come, but he lifted Menna by her luscious thighs and carried her against a wall in the room to thrust into her intensely while she embraced Mart with her arms and legs.

Each thrust was irresistibly pleasurable. Menna shuddered and had another orgasm, and shortly after, Mart thrust into her until he spilled every drop of his essence deep inside her.

Mart laid Menna down on the bed, and shortly after, Iristel smiled and took Mart's large member into her mouth.

Iristel's tongue around his member was very stimulating, especially when she swallowed his member deep into her throat. They continued until Mart took her by the reddish horns and thrust into her, cumming deep into her throat.

Swallow!

Iristel swallowed and sucked every drop.

"We're just getting started. Don't tire yourself out," Iristel said mischievously as she sat in front of Mart and wrapped her arms, legs, and tail around him.

"I think I'll have to buy a sturdier bed," Mart said confidently as he squeezed Iristel's buttocks and began to penetrate her.

The moans continued all night until sunrise. Mart continued to unite his body with Iristel and Menna, guided by a lust that, instead of weakening him, began to make him stronger.

[Overflowing Lust: The host's resistance permanently increases by +5]

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