Confusion and awe overwhelmed Vallad’Yanna.
For 24 years she remained Professionless, hence, unable to acquire Proficiency, let alone a Level.
But her progress was secondary, because she is observing her Cadet’s Profile, which shouldn’t be impossible.
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{ Potential Multi-Route Candidate:
+375 Proficiency }
{ Potential Role Obtainable:
+250 Proficiency }
{ Here’s Your Daily Incentive:
+1250 Proficiency }
{ Level Up From 4 to 5 }
{ Ell’Thane’s Protocol:
Contracted Summon - Allowed }
{ Profession’s Development:
+2 Vitality
+2 Ordinance
+2 True-Wine
+1 Minion Slot }
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[ Vurckair Yavellant Vecturion ]
[ Sodomancer - Level 5 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 400 / 2,400 ]
[ Singularity - Grade 1 ]
[ Store Capacity - 105 / 180 (Of 1K) ]
[ 30 ] [ Vitality ]
[ 30 ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 40 ] [ True-Wine ]
[ Flow Latency - 10,500 (52,500) ]
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’ Potential Instructor Candidate:
+1000 Proficiency ’
’ Potential Multi-Role Obtainable:
+1500 Proficiency ’
’ Favorite Daily Incentive:
+5000 Proficiency ’
’ Level Up From 0 to 11 ’
’ Ell’Thane’s Protocol:
Profile - Unlocked
Contracted Summon - Available
First Embryon - Acquirable ’
’ Profession’s Development:
+3 Vitality
+3 Ordinance
+3 Radiance
+2 Real-Magenta
+2 Minion Slot ’
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[ Vallad’Yanna Mäwller Valkysh ]
[ Rewarderess - Level 11 ]
[ Proficiency ] [ 900 / 1,200 ]
[ Singularity - Grade 1 ]
[ Store Capacity - 115 / 340 (Of 1K) ]
[ 07 ] [ Vitality ]
[ 03 ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 05 ] [ Radiance ]
[ 03 ] [ Real-Magenta ]
[ Flow Latency - 5,400 (Tampered) ]
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{ABRAXZA!}
Screamed Vurckair in his mind; The call is answered by a bright, ethereal red dot covered in darkness, and a blue fire crest.
The energy wisp emerged from the Cadet’s chest, and floated to place itself in the True-Wine Halo, resembling a ringed planet hovering above Vurckair.
{Finally back on your rightful place. Too bad i can’t touch you. Perhaps it’s for the better. Or i would spend the entire day groping you}
Abraxza’s flames fluctuated, and her red dot shone brightly.
{There is no need to be shy, Abraxza. I adore you. And i’m grateful for the way you watch my back. You may not talk, but i really missed your company}
Abraxza wiggled as if she were hatching an egg; Employing Vurckair’s Camouflage to hide along the Halo.
Vallad’Yanna snapped out of her trance, without stopping the post-climax handjob she performs for her Cadet. "You have a Contracted Summon?!."
"Indeed." Confidently replied Vurckair, ruffling the Instructor’s hair, as he portrayed a more tranquil semblance.
"But... You’re only Level 5. How did you do it?!." Vallad’Yanna blinked. "No... When did you make the Contract?!."
{In Loutharn, saving Balalaika’s brother, Brenna... Hahaha. I can’t say that...}
"First of all, you have it wrong. We accept the «Contract» offered by the Summon."
"What?!. We call, and control Summons."
"Random Summons." Emphasized the Cadet. "See it this way. If you shout «Waitress» in a restaurant, a random staff member will attend you. But if you sit on the same table consistently; A specific waitress will serve you."
"That’s obvious. The tables are assigned before the customers arrive."
"The concept applies to Summons. You may own the restaurant. But even then, the table decides the waitress."
"So the Summons depend on the location too?, not just on the Summoner."
"Correct. Everyone thinks the «Contract» is hiring the waitress, when all you need is the service. If you pay the salary, they can quit; But if you tip them well, they’ll stay on their own."
"That... sounds very complicated."
"Technically, it is. Which is why not many have Contracted Summons, wrongly relaying on Random Summons."
Vallad’Yanna looked up at her Cadet, and he teased her. "What?. You want me to teach you."
"Would you?."
"Maybe..." He stared down at Vallad’Yanna, she still stroked him resolutely. "But first, we need to clean your Stats. Use the Variable Essence and absorb only the colored drops."
She obeyed, and the correction was evident in the Instructor’s Profile.
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[ 18 ] [ Vitality ]
[ 06 ] [ Ordinance ]
[ 06 ] [ Radiance ]
[ 05 ] [ Real-Magenta ]
[ Flow Latency - 6,900 (34,500) ]
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A Real-Magenta Halo condensed above Vallad’Yanna; Filling her with joy, and gratitude she wanted to repay.
Still crouching, her ass swayed, forming with her spine a perfect feline curve to enhance the Cadet’s visual stimulation.
She stroked Vurckair’s shaft with her right, while her wet tongue licked seductively the bulbous cockhead.
Vallad’Yanna’s left hand couped from beneath the Cadet’s ballsack; Her dainty fingers tenderly caressed him, almost as if that could increase the amount of seed he can produce.
Devoid of hesitation; The Instructor’s plump lips wrapped around the cock’s tip, drooling to mix her saliva with oozing precum, slurping both in a lewd hypnotic lullaby that made her cheeks hollow.
He regained his erection, she felt her hands and jaw stretching wider as Vurckair’s girth increased.
Involuntarily, Vallad’Yanna bobbed her head up and down, an innate reflex slowly shaped into muscle memory. Not ashamed and incredibly pleased to be of service, despite not daring to suck more than the tip.
{Someone is coming... and it’s not me}
Even with her towering size; Miellessa’s footsteps are nigh noiseless; But her mighty silhouette almost obstructed entirely the Alcove’s doorless entrance.
Which was hard, for not to say impossible to be missed by Vallad’Yanna; Who remained stunned in her squatting position while passionately kissed her Cadet’s dick.
It lasted a few moments, but Miellessa withdrew without the slightest surprise or concern.
The same cannot be said of Vallad’Yanna, who is on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
"Have you forgotten who i am, and what i can do?. Vurckair firmly pressed the Instructor’s head down, so she couldn’t answer and continued her work.
"«Honey» saw an empty room. We are Camouflaged. But if she came here to check up; Implies the group is looking for us."
Relaxed and grateful; Vallad’Yanna didn’t need a direct command to understand the hint, she redoubled her efforts, wanting to end the ongoing debauchery with Vurckair.
But for that; His ejaculation is mandatory, and when it came; She didn’t need an order to drink the young man’s sweet seed.
"Thanks for hiding me." She said as both fixed their attires.
"«Actions express more than words». Your enthusiastic, novice service was enough gratitude, Instructor. But if you truly want to thank me. Improve your wardrobe. Be notorious enough for others to understand you are already taken."
"I will..." She blushed slightly; Shame and excitement combined with obedience, felt incredibly fulfilling.
Vallad’Yanna couldn’t understand why; But enjoyed the spiral of emotions Vurckair provoked in her; Along how much he stirred her previously monotonous life in a single day.
She walked towards the hall, swaying her hips as instructed.
A loud smack landed on her rounded, firm buttocks; She couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was ephemeral. The sound attracted Miellessa, who was confused for a moment.
"How are you here?!. I Checked before and i’m sure..." She paused, then asked. "You two were Camouflaged, Vurckair?."
"Indeed. So you better sharpen those senses, «Honey». As the Defense of this Spear, you should be the most vigilant."
"I’m trying my best..." Miellessa stated flatly, concealing her sorrow behind a confident grin. "In any case. Aunt Mädnä said something about a Priority Evacuation, and we have to depart immediately from the Quartzal..."