Greg was seated, his legs crossed in a lotus position with Olivia seated across from him. It was just after dinner and Greg was now inside his room. Tired as Greg currently felt, they didn't immediately start his training. Instead, his gaze moved right to the edge of his vision where the small system screen was. Three seconds later, it enlarged to cover most of his vision. The first thing of note was that the mission the system had assigned him when he attained the rank of acolyte of lust was now marked with 2/100. The next thing was that his lust points total had climbed to thirteen million and some change. Greg may have gotten a bit carried away with having a hard-on that wouldn't go soft unless he wished it to. By the time he was done with the Town-head's wife and his daughter, the two could barely walk. Greg had to allow them to rest for an hour before letting them bathe in his house to get rid of the smell of sex. Of course, Greg joined them and had some more fun with them while

A part of Greg knew that he was spoilt. He was looking at the rewards from the perspective of someone who had managed to become involved with a seventh-tier mage and reaped the rewards of that. Olivia's explanation had opened his eyes to what it would have been like if the healer had been out of the picture. Earning fifty thousand lust points, for someone who hadn't gotten used to earning the points in the millions, would have been quite the boon. His father's send-off party involving over a hundred different women had only netted him about twenty-seven thousand lust points, so fifty thousand wasn't a small amount by any means. Also, if the healer hadn't pumped him full of mana allowing him to access the magic shop, then Greg wouldn't have any way of getting magical items or materials of any kind. The ring of hidden presence would have been a very attractive prize for him in that case. The only reason Greg could look down his nose at it was because he'd had the unbelievable luck of be

The reason Niya didn't need to guess the answer was because the only time he had ever seen his father scared was when one of his cousins had offended her. This had happened several years back when the healer had still been new to town. Too used to being in a position of honor within the town, the poor boy had thought nothing of the healer and spoken rudely to her. All that the healer had done was turn to his father as if to see what he would do about it. Without hesitation, his father had called the boy to his side before swiping a blade across his throat. As the boy lay on the floor eyes full of confusion as he bled out, his father had been bowing to the healer and not just apologizing, but begging for mercy for their whole family. Niya could even remember the way he'd been shaking at the time. It wasn't an act, his father had truly been feared for the continuation of their whole family. The healer didn't even answer his father's pleadings, she'd just turned and walked away. From tha

His mother had only taken a small step away, as such, once Greg was seated, it was all too easy for him to surreptitiously reach down below the hem of her dress and slowly pull his hand up her shapely legs. Greg couldn't go too high enough to touch any of her sensitive spots lest Tayani notice the motion of his hand. Still, Greg enjoyed the warmth of her thighs even as he ran his hand up and down between them. Once again, his mother paused looking torn about how she should respond to his antics. Greg just smiled knowing that with every little push from him, she was getting more and more tangled in his web... When Greg walked out of his house after breakfast, he was greeted by the chill air of late fall. Winter was fast approaching and in a week or so, the first of the snow would fall. Greg didn't know if they were in an evergreen forest or if it had something to do with the magic of this world he found himself in but the trees were seemingly unaffected by the changing season. The le

Confusion was clear to be seen on Shalia's face as she regarded the two. She knew perfectly well that while they weren't enemies, the two couldn't be called Greg's friends in any sense of the word. Outside of his father's sendoff party, they'd never once interacted before or since. As such, it was clear that all that the two had just said was little more than a charade. On his part, however, Greg was smiling under the mask. "A dinner, huh? Those tend to lead to unexpected outcomes," He said cryptically, unable to hide the amusement in his voice. While a look of slight confusion crossed the siblings' expression at his words, the blush that had almost completely faded from Shalia's face came back full force as she was reminded that 'a simple dinner' is how this all started. Greg continued as Shalia turned away to hide her blush. "I'd be very happy to join you for dinner tonight if that's okay with you," Greg spoke up. "Perfect. We'll make sure you are well received," Came Niya's respo