Headmistress Tower, MILF Academy Grounds—Midnight
Kael stood before the obsidian double doors of the Headmistress's Sanctum.
Still sticky with sex sweat.
Still glowing faintly from the Marena Bond.
Still utterly unsure how the hell his dick had landed him in front of a SSS+ ranked MILF this fast.
System (nervous giggle):
"This is either a promotion... or public execution via thighs~"
Kael muttered, "Not helping."
The doors groaned open by themselves.
A wave of fragrant, otherworldly perfume washed over him—cool like moonlight, rich like old magic, and charged with a power that made his knees almost buckle.
His bare feet stepped onto white marble etched with gold runes.
Each step hummed with spiritual resonance.
This wasn't a mere office.
It was a throne chamber.
At its heart sat Selene Vaeria, the High Elf Headmistress of MILF Academy.
She lounged sideways across a crescent-moon throne, legs crossed, her platinum-silver hair cascading down one shoulder like a waterfall of starlight. Her robes were barely there—more ceremonial than practical—exposing flawless thighs, a toned midriff, and a deep, teasing valley between her breasts that seemed to shimmer like a portal to heaven.
And her eyes?
They didn't look at him.
They examined him—like a scholar peering into a relic that shouldn't exist.
Kael swallowed hard.
"So," she finally said, her voice velvet over steel, "you fucked a demon."
Kael opened his mouth.
Closed it.
Then nodded. "Yeah."
Selene uncrossed her legs.
Kael's dick twitched. Violently.
System (whimpering):
"ALERT: E-Rank Lust Core melting under pressure of SSS+ MILF aura. Abort. Arousal critical. Mind-break potential: 48%... 56%... 71%—"
Selene stood, her heeled boots clicking toward him. Every step echoed with power, her sheer robes fluttering without wind.
"Do you know what Mordana Vex said about you?" she whispered, circling him.
Kael tensed. "No."
"She said you made her kneel. That she came five times before fainting. That she dreamed of you healing her sins from the inside out."
Kael coughed. "Accurate."
Selene was suddenly behind him—close enough to feel the cold kiss of her magic along his spine.
"Fascinating," she breathed.
A hand slid down his chest, feather-light but buzzing with divine energy.
Kael gasped. His skin lit up with Spiritual Tracing lines—she was reading him like a divine codex.
System (overheating):
"YOU'RE BEING ANALYZED BY A GOD-TIER MILF. DO NOT CUM. I REPEAT—DO. NOT. CUM."
Then Selene's lips brushed against his ear.
"You're not just a Sword-Healer, are you?"
Kael's heart thundered. "I don't know what I am."
Selene moved in front of him once more, her hand glowing faintly over his navel—where his Lust Core pulsed like a second heart.
Then she smiled.
Not cruel. Not seductive.
Just… intrigued.
"You are a mistake," she said, "and a miracle."
Kael blinked. "That's comforting."
Selene walked back to her throne, one thigh rising high as she crossed her legs again—deliberately.
"You've awakened something ancient in the Lust Field," she said. "We've long suspected a divine anomaly would return. You may be it. Or bait for it."
Kael furrowed his brows. "So… am I in trouble?"
Selene tilted her head. "You're in deep trouble."
She snapped her fingers.
A floating sigil appeared before him—a circular glyph made of golden elvish script.
"Kael Vire, by my authority as High Matron of MILF Academy, I assign you to Core Student Rank... effective immediately."
System: Rank-Up Assigned!
You now have full access to:
MILF Trials
Lust Dungeons (Intermediate Tier)
Spiritual Bathhouses
Forbidden MILF Archives
Divine Rejuvenation Chambers
S+ MILF Interactions (limited to 1/month)"
System (moaning softly):
"Uhhhhnnn you're getting too important..."
Kael blinked. "You're not expelling me?"
Selene arched a silver brow. "Expel a divine anomaly capable of rewriting the Lust Matrix? Please. I'd rather keep you under observation... close."
Her eyes twinkled.
"...Preferably under my desk someday."
Kael nearly tripped.
Selene waved her fingers lazily, and a glowing scroll floated into his hands.
"Your first assigned MILF Trial is in three days," she said. "Dungeon escort. Warden class."
"Warden class?" Kael asked.
Selene leaned forward, eyes gleaming. "Iszara the Lamia. She guards the Spiral Prison below the Sealed Garden."
Kael's spine tingled.
"A monster MILF?"
Selene licked her lips.
"She eats spiritual boys for breakfast. Let's see if you can tame her."
Kael crashed face-first into his bed, heart racing.
He had fucked a demon. He had been summoned by a goddess. He had been assigned a monster MILF trial.
And worst of all...
His cock had not fully recovered yet.
System (panting):
"We need rest. We need milk. We need a fucking exorcism—"
Kael stared at the ceiling.
Then whispered:
"…Monster MILF... huh?"
[End of Chapter 10]