Chapter Seventeen: Spring Flame

The delicate buttocks pressed against Komer’s strong hands as they pushed them into his body. Her smooth, trembling form quivered rapidly in his arms, while the deep vibrations from Lome’s throat were more stimulating than anything else. Waves of unparalleled pleasure, unlike anything Komer had ever experienced in his sexual encounters, pushed him toward his limit. He sensed someone approaching—that damned elf princess. How had she found him here? Had his soundproofing and invisibility barriers failed? Or had her innate elf senses detected them? Perhaps Lome’s ecstatic moans, born of madness, had pierced through the barriers?

Seeing the elf princess’s puzzled gaze scanning the surroundings, Komer knew she still couldn’t break through his invisibility barrier. But her keen sense of smell might have detected a hint of sensual scent. There was a hint of doubt mixed with curiosity on her face. A bold yet despicable idea crossed Komer’s mind. With a thought, the barrier quietly created a gap, drawing the trapped elf princess inside unnoticed.

Elves undoubtedly had the sharpest senses among all races on the Land of Azure. In fact, while Komer and Lome were lost in passion, Fenitz, who had been idle outside the cabin, sensed something unusual. The intense scent emitted by Lome from extreme excitement didn’t escape Fenitz’s nose, which wasn’t far away. It was an unusually stimulating scent, but to the elf princess, who had never experienced such things, it held no allure. Wei Tian would have to intervene, but her power wasn’t yet strong enough to see through Komer’s invisibility and soundproofing barriers, which explained why she was looking around in confusion.

But when the barrier suddenly opened for her, she was suddenly confronted with a whole new world. Seeing two naked bodies indulging in passion so up close was such a powerful visual stimulus that she stood frozen, unable to move. Soft caresses mixed with the girl’s delicate moans, along with the man’s masculine charm and the woman’s feminine allure, offered this inexperienced elf girl a completely new interpretation of life.

Lomei beneath him once again blossomed fully, her high-pitched screams making Komer worry that the sound might truly break through the barrier. At that moment, Komer stopped suppressing himself as well; wild impulses surged from within him and poured into her body. The intense surge caused the girl’s body to tense abruptly, like a swan suddenly taking flight only to be struck by a hunter’s arrow, falling downward with a mournful cry. Yet that cry sounded more like a scream of extreme joy. Her smooth body trembled before collapsing weakly in Komer’s arms. Lomei’s once smooth and silky hair was now wet and spread across her shoulders, her heavy breathing indicating that she could no longer continue.

As Lomei melted away in Komer’s caresses, another girl, hiding in a corner less than three meters away from Komer, blushed furiously with wide, confused eyes—just like an eavesdropper. Observing from such close range stirred endless emotions in the elven princess. Was this what was meant by love between men and women? The allure of desire was so powerful that even a normally cold-hearted mage like Lomei blossomed like a flower under Komer’s passionate touch. Every expression, every detail seemed etched deeply in Finitz’s mind, prompting her to savor them carefully. She didn’t understand why her own body felt an inexplicable heat, a longing—every tender touch from Komer on the female mage made Finitz tremble all over, as if those hands were touching her own skin.

Finitz had no idea that this was a mental magic used by Komer to test her—a spell called “Spring Flame.” It relied on psychological suggestions to stir up the target’s emotions and desires, then used mental magic to influence sensitive parts of their body, trapping them in this mental enchantment. This spell required the victim to be cast upon unknowingly, without any defensive measures, otherwise its effectiveness would be greatly reduced. Of course, this was still only in its initial stage, just a tentative approach that was far from mature. Yet Finitz’s reaction proved that her research direction was correct. That was enough. There were many opportunities, and Komer was delighted to have such a subject living around him—his mental cultivation skills would surely progress rapidly.

It was only long after Komer and Lome had packed up their clothes and left that the elven princess realized she was utterly exhausted, with not a trace of strength left. Struggling to return to her bed, she surprised Eve and Grace by quietly lying down and falling asleep as soon as she got back to the cabin.

Fenitz tossed and turned in bed, unable to hide the strange changes in her body. The slippery fluids made her feel shame for the first time, but she realized she might never be able to forget what she had seen—the intense collisions, passionate cries, joyful moans, and intoxicating happiness. Those scenes kept swirling in her mind. She didn’t know if she was possessed, so obsessed as she was with those feelings. Hidden under the covers, she quietly changed her underwear. The faintly sensual scent finally made Fenitz understand that the strange smell she had detected earlier was actually the same aroma emanating from her body now.

Komer watched the elven princess’s expression with satisfaction. From her evasive gaze mixed with confusion, he realized his experiment had taken the right step. “Spring Flame” wasn’t a powerful magic—it was just one part of his experimental research into magic. Yet, it was an essential step in studying mental magic.

In fact, studying mental magic relied more on the magician’s own experiences—experiencing the fluctuations of human emotions and minds, exploring human weaknesses, and uncovering various emotions within others’ inner worlds: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, worry, hope, despair, and so on. Only by fully understanding human instincts could one become a truly successful mental magician. Magic that relied on superficial knowledge and one’s own magical power, using mental magic as a catalyst to influence or control others, was undoubtedly the lowest form. A slight carelessness could lead to backlash from mental magic, making it worlds apart from the realm of achieving mastery at will.