The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

"But later, for some reason, the female student actually spoke up for West, saying that he was just tutoring her after school and nothing happened."

"The enforcement team investigated for a long time, but ultimately, due to a lack of evidence and the fact that the person involved had spoken out, the matter was dropped. Not long after that, the female student dropped out of school."

Tracy drank glass after glass of wine, her face growing increasingly flushed, and her behavior becoming much bolder. Her firm, elastic black-stockinged legs were even draped directly over Ryan's legs, allowing him to fondle them at will.

Ryan poured himself a glass of wine.

I never knew West had such a past; that's quite unexpected.

However, from the very beginning, Ryan had no intention of handing Claire over to him.

"Alright, let's not talk about those upsetting things. Let's talk about the freshmen's first strength assessment in a month." Tracy leaned against Ryan, swirling the wine glass in her hand.

“I just found out too. The academy seems to be taking this evaluation very seriously, offering ten magical artifacts as rewards, one of which is even a work by the legendary craftsman Fernandez.”

"It's clear that the academy has gone all out this time."

After saying that, Tracy looked at Ryan.

"It's okay that you had three months' salary docked for talking back to West, I can support you. But what about your students if you're suspended from teaching for two weeks?"

Ryan smiled.

Tracy still owes me a lot of money for drinks, and he's keeping me as a mistress?

In the end, it's still unknown who's keeping whom.

However, Ryan did have something he wanted Tracy to help him with.

The saying "a trade is like a mountain" holds true, especially in the world of magic.

Different elements have completely different release techniques and ways of activating magic. It is already difficult to master just one attribute, and it is even rarer to master two.

That is why people who possess two types of magic circuits and are proficient in both types of magic are rare and powerful.

Claire's magical talent is extremely high; if all goes well, she should have no problem ranking among the top. Unfortunately, he's not a fire mage. He can teach her some basic knowledge, but as for the deeper aspects of fire magic, Ryan can only shrug.

"Actually, that's exactly what I was going to say."

Ryan reached for Tracy's chest, then straightened her turned-up collar before withdrawing his hand.

"Could you tutor Claire for me? My classes have been suspended, and the other tutors know about my confrontation with West."

“Right now, I’m a thorn in West’s side. I don’t think anyone but you would step forward to help me for a student who’s not even a worthy match.”

Tracy spun her chair, leaning back against the bar, and smiled gently: "I have no problem with that. I know a few fire-attribute instructors. They'll definitely teach me well for my sake. And I've heard that your student is quite a pretty young lady."

At this point, Tracy lowered her eyes slightly and took a small sip of her drink: "But, did you ask for her opinion?"

Ryan was stunned for a moment.

"Actually, you can ask her about many things, including this one. If she doesn't accept the idea of ​​changing mentors at the last minute, even if the most powerful fire-attribute master comes, she won't achieve anything."

"Perhaps what she really cares about isn't grades, but something else entirely?"

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Tracy is acting differently tonight than usual.

Ryan always sensed that she was somewhat melancholic, but he didn't know why.

Despite having drunk a lot, he didn't act crazy like before. Instead, he leaned on the bar, tapping his glass lightly with his finger, staring dazedly at the slowly melting ice cubes inside.

However, in the end, she couldn't resist the hypnotic effect of alcohol and fell into a deep sleep.

After paying, Ryan looked at Tracy and gave a wry smile.

Her fair face was slightly flushed, her legs were long and shapely in black stockings, and her breasts rose and fell.

Tracy is truly a beauty.

If she drinks alone, and gets drunk, Ryan is sure she'll be picked up by some ill-intentioned person.

However, Tracy never came to the bar alone.

She would always call Ryan.

After tidying up the stray hairs on Tracy's face, Ryan noticed that her eyelashes were very long and curled.

Looks like I'll have to carry you home again today.

Fortunately, Tracy is very light.

Ryan wouldn't get tired even if he carried her around the academy.

But when Tracy was drunk, she was never quite well-behaved. Her body swayed back and forth, and the slippery stockings on her legs meant that Ryan's hand would often inadvertently slide down her thighs to some less desirable areas.

Occasionally, she would giggle out loud; heaven knows what this drunkard was dreaming about.

Ryan lifted the drunkard off his back with a thud, finally managing to get his hands back in the correct position. But due to some strange force, her upper body tilted to Ryan's side.

And so, Ryan adjusted Tracy's position back and forth, the soft, enormous thing rubbing against her back.

Honestly, Ryan was starting to feel the strain.

Perhaps because of the numerous adjustments, Tracy instinctively wrapped her arms around Ryan's neck and rested her chin on his shoulder.

And her lips were right next to Ryan's ear.

Ryan's ears were already very sensitive, and the warm breath that Tracy kept exhaling was even more so.

They were truly suffering.

Honestly, what kind of suffering did they endure this time!

Just as Ryan had finally calmed down and was preparing to move on, a seductive murmur suddenly reached his ears.

"Ryan..."

Ryan sighed.

Left with no other choice, he could only stop again and try to calm his restless heart.

When will this ever end?

Chapter Fourteen: This Time, Let's Go Big

It was late at night when I left Tracy's room.

I glanced at the time; the sun would be up in three hours.

Massaging his aching lower back, Ryan headed home.

But just as Ryan looked at his own front door, he noticed a figure leaning against the wall by the door.

With its head tilted to the side, it must be asleep.

Who is it?

Sitting at your own doorstep so late at night?

Ryan approached with suspicion and saw that it was Claire!

Although the days are very warm during this season, it gets quite cold at night when the night wind blows.

Claire was curled up, hugging her knees, her brows furrowed, and she would occasionally shiver unconsciously; it was clear she was freezing.

Ryan's heart tightened.

Why is she here?

Also, when did she arrive?

Ryan quickly took off his clothes and draped them over her, gently stroking her icy face.

It's really heartbreaking.

"Claire, wake up. It's me, Ryan."

The sudden warmth on her body and Ryan's soft voice woke Claire up.

My eyelids twitched a few times, and then I opened my eyes.

Upon seeing that the person in front of her was Ryan, Claire quickly stood up.

But as soon as she exerted force, she felt her knees buckle and she fell headfirst into Ryan's arms.

“Mentor Ryan…I…”

Claire's face turned red, and she tried several times, but she still couldn't muster the strength in her legs.

Ryan helped Claire up and said softly.

"Let's go inside and warm up first."

After entering the house and helping Claire to bed, Ryan went to the kitchen to get busy.

Before long, a hot cup of milk tea was served.

Claire blushed and remained silent, simply lowering her head and sipping her milk tea in small sips.

Ryan sat to one side, waiting patiently.

a long time.

The milk tea finally dispelled the chill in Claire's body.

She pursed her lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Mentor Ryan... I'm sorry about what happened today."

"It was my recklessness that led to your punishment. Not only were you fined, but you were also suspended from teaching."

Ryan said softly, "So, that's why you came?"

Claire nodded.

Ryan laughed and flicked her forehead lightly: "Silly girl."

“West’s punishment is nothing to me. And this wasn’t your fault. I don’t think you would hit a classmate for no reason.”

"So, it was that student named Maggie who offended you first."

Ryan's unconditional trust warmed Claire's heart. All that time she'd spent freezing at the door felt worthwhile because of Ryan's simple words.

"She said bad things about you. I asked her to apologize, but she refused... so I..."