Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

That woman, the mature and refined beauty she was, made him commit to the act.

The more time he spent with her, the more he thought that she was beautiful, intelligent, and tender.

But the day of departure was near, and Fiona, too, felt like it was time to end this fantasy. She knew that their connection was temporary and couldn't be sustained beyond their time together. As the reality of their impending separation loomed, Fiona realized that it was best to let go and cherish the memories they had created rather than prolong the inevitable heartbreak.

Bidding goodbye to her for now, Jaegar, along with Pierre and Jennifer, went back to the academy. this-chapter-is-MVLeMpYr

Right after the return, everything was back to normal after days of ruckus. Jaegar's name rang throughout the academy, gaining fame and praise. His identity was the topic of much discussion, but no one ever discussed it openly. If he were a prince, he wouldn't carry his mother's name. So they didn't dare talk about it directly.

As the days settled into a familiar rhythm at the academy, Jaegar found himself engrossed in his studies, particularly in the intriguing class taught by Mrs. Evans.

The subject of summoning rituals had always intrigued him, especially considering his own experiences with the mysterious succubus demon that had crossed his path.

Tara's lectures were captivating, delving into the intricacies of summoning, the various types of entities that could be called upon, and the complex rituals that accompanied these acts.

Jaegar's curiosity burned bright as he absorbed the knowledge she shared, his mind often wandering to the possibilities.

As Jaegar continued to delve into the topic of summoning with Professor Evans, he found himself intrigued by the idea of summoning demons.

He was aware of the inherent dangers and complexities that came with dealing with such entities, but his curiosity outweighed his reservations.

During one of their class sessions, he mustered the courage to pose his question. As she was standing beside his desk.

"Professor Evans, can the summons be demons?" He inquired, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and seriousness.

Tara, standing beside him, considered his question for a moment before responding. "Yes, it's possible to summon demons, but it's a much more challenging and risky endeavor," she explained. "Summoning demons requires meticulous attention to the summoning circle and precise execution of rituals. One wrong step could have dire consequences."

Tara's gaze then turned inquisitive. "Why do you want to know about summoning demons?" she asked, a hint of concern in her tone.

"However, I must caution you that summoning demons at your current level could be extremely dangerous."

Jaegar leaned in slightly; his determination was evident. "I want to learn, Professor Evans," he stated firmly, his eyes locked on hers.

She had always appreciated students who showed genuine interest in the material she taught. "I'm glad to hear that, Jaegar," she replied, her voice warm. "Summoning is a complex art, and it's heartening to see students like you taking a keen interest in delving deeper."

She regarded him with a serious expression, considering his request. After a brief pause, she nodded. "Meet me after class in my office," she said, her voice holding a sense of finality.

She didn't want to disturb the class, and she thought the demon summoning shouldn't be taken lightly. And at their level, it would be risky to try a demon.

She wanted to tell Jaegar about the intricacies of dealing with demons.

Jaegar's anticipation grew as he eagerly waited for the class to conclude. Once it was over, he made his way to Professor Evans' office, his mind swirling with thoughts of demons and summoning circles.

Upon entering her office, he found Tara sitting at her desk, engrossed in some paperwork. Her attire was professional, but there was an air of casual comfort about her. She removed her robe and jacket, which hung on the hanger to the side.

Her shirt clung to her figure, emphasizing her breasts, and her glasses added an extra layer of allure. Her hair loosened and spiraled down her shoulders.

As his gaze swept over her, he felt a certain tension in the air, his thoughts flickering to a place he tried to ignore. Seeing her sitting in the chair, his mind made him remember the hub videos back then.

She looked up from her work as he knocked on the door, inviting him to enter.

With a nod of acknowledgment, he stepped inside and took a seat, his eyes still drawn to her. Her presence was magnetic, and it was hard to ignore the sensations stirring within him.

Tara motioned for him to sit, and he was seated swiftly, feeling a bit flustered by her presence. He tried to focus on his purpose for being there, but his thoughts wandered as he observed her, his mind slipping into an unexpected realm of imagination.

Noticing his gaze, Tara chuckled softly. "So, what has driven you to inquire so earnestly about demons?" she asked, her voice warm and inviting.

Jaegar's mind jolted back to reality, and he cleared his throat, suddenly feeling a bit sheepish. "Well, I suppose you could say I've had a rather unusual encounter with one," he admitted, trying to sound nonchalant.

Tara's eyes widened with genuine surprise. "You've encountered a demon?" Her curiosity was clearly piqued, and she leaned forward, fully engaged in their conversation.

Jaegar seized the opportunity to capture her attention. "Yes, I did," he said, his tone tinged with a hint of mystery. "And, well, she was quite... persuasive." He had changed the tale of that night he encountered to his advantage.

Tara's frown deepened as she processed his words. "Persuasive? What exactly do you mean?" Her curiosity seemed to border on concern.

Jaegar's lips curled into a knowing smile, and he decided to take his chance. "Well, she did things with me," he confessed, his voice intentionally soft.

Tara's expression shifted from curiosity to a mix of surprise and concern. "What kind of things?" she pressed, her gaze locked on his.

Jaegar adopted a coy demeanor, feigning a hint of shyness. "It's a bit inappropriate to discuss in detail, Professor Evans," he said, his gaze dropping to the floor momentarily.

"She told me that she was a succubus demon," he admitted.

Tara's eyebrows furrowed, clearly taken aback by his admission.