I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

As Lucy Michelle struggled to suppress any sounds, Dean Bruce felt a surge of satisfaction and couldn't help but intensify his efforts, even giving her a playful squeeze.

After a while, Lucy Michelle could no longer hold on. Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the floor with a gasp of surprise.

"Hmm? What happened?"

Not far away, Joan Michelle's voice called out again.

"Nothing, just that my sister took a fall. I'm here with her, so don't worry."

Just as Lucy Michelle thought she might be free, Dean Bruce's words made her tense up once more.

Joan Michelle had complete trust in Dean Bruce and quickly dismissed the idea of coming over, even saying, "Thank you for taking care of her, Teacher. Lucy, be more careful and don't distract him while he's searching for the book!"

As Joan Michelle's voice faded into the distance, Lucy Michelle's eyes pleaded with Dean Bruce.

The first time was never supposed to be comfortable, and with her sister just nearby, she had been too nervous to make any noise or even move too much, making the experience even more tense and overwhelming.

Unfortunately for Lucy Michelle, Dean Bruce had been displeased with her earlier attitude, and now that he had the upper hand, he wasn't about to let her off easily. He stepped forward, picked her up, kissed her cherry-red lips, and aimed his lower body at her parted little hole, thrusting straight into it.

Time passed slowly, and as Joan Michelle spoke occasionally from a distance, the stimulating sensations brought Dean Bruce a unique pleasure. His pace quickened, and his thrusts grew stronger, causing Lucy Michelle to reach orgasm again, leaving her completely limp in his arms.

After pulling out, Dean Bruce placed Lucy Michelle in front of the bookshelf, propping her up to keep her steady. Then he guided his lower body to her mouth and whispered, "Wait for me tonight with the door open. If you please me, I might just teach you some magic."

Exhausted as she was, Lucy Michelle's eyes couldn't help but brighten at his words. She then carefully licked Dean Bruce clean.

After everything had concluded, Dean Bruce dressed himself and then stepped out to find Joan Michelle, curious to see how many theoretical books she had managed to collect.

It had to be said, the Michelle family's library was indeed vast. Even with all three of them searching, it took over two hours to gather just a dozen or so books on magical theory.

Fortunately, each book was extraordinary, covering a wide range of magic, including one that delved into the theory of altering magical elements. This left Dean Bruce very satisfied, bringing the book-hunting expedition to a close.

By the time the three of them returned to the surface, the bright moon was already high in the sky, and the night was deep. After Joan Michelle arranged a room for Dean Bruce, she went to bed.

Dean Bruce, however, wasn't tired. He quietly left his room and went to find Lucy Michelle. As he had expected, after learning that he was teaching Joan Michelle magic that could advance to the forbidden spell level, Lucy Michelle didn't dare to defy him in the slightest and left her door slightly ajar.

When she sensed Dean Bruce entering the room, Lucy Michelle lowered her gaze, submissive and silent, not daring to mention her desire to learn magic. Instead, she focused entirely on serving Dean Bruce, ensuring his every comfort.

For Dean Bruce, teaching Lucy Michelle magic was actually quite beneficial. After all, it meant having another assistant to help him increase his own power.

However, her earlier words had displeased him, and given the strict restrictions in this world against casually teaching magic, teaching her too easily might raise suspicions.

After their time together, Lucy Michelle felt both awe and fear towards Dean Bruce. Even as she rested in his arms, her body remained slightly tense.

Dean Bruce took the initiative and asked, "What kind of magic do you want to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Lucy Michelle hesitated for a moment before quietly replying, "I'll follow your lead. As long as it's advanced magic that will allow me to enter the Advanced Magic Academy, it's enough."

Dean Bruce frowned slightly.

Knowing what you want is the hardest part.

However, sensing the fear in Lucy Michelle's heart, Dean Bruce realized she couldn't think of anything specific. He decided it would be better to quickly choose something for her, teach her the spell, and then return to his studies to further refine his theories.

With this thought, Dean Bruce couldn't help but sigh. At this rate, I might become a master of magical theory before my own level advances!

Lucy Michelle, unaware of Dean Bruce's thoughts, grew even more anxious when she heard him sigh, pressing her lips tightly together.

"I'm going to teach you a very special kind of magic," Dean Bruce said in a deep voice. "How well you grasp it will depend entirely on your talent. 'Swift as the wind, silent as the forest, fierce as fire, immovable as the mountain, mysterious as the shadows, and sudden as thunder!'"

This phrase, which had also come from the East, was something he had thought of earlier that afternoon while advising Joan Michelle. It was equally obscure and open to multiple interpretations, making it the perfect spell to mystify someone.

"What… what kind of magic is this?"

Lucy Michelle was stunned; it was the first time she had heard such an incantation, and she couldn't hide her amazement.

Dean Bruce began his persuasive journey once again: "This magic is called Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain. It contains the principles of manipulating and utilizing multiple elements. If you can grasp it, you will master high-level magic. And if you manage to fully integrate all the elements, this magic will possess the power of an Ultra-High-Level spell."

Hearing this, Lucy Michelle's pupils constricted sharply, and she was completely stunned.

After a long moment, Lucy Michelle finally murmured, "You... you're actually willing to teach me high-level magic? But I..."

Dean Bruce cast a glance at Lucy Michelle and said calmly, "Basic magic? Advanced magic? I don't bother with such things. If your talent is sufficient, why wouldn't I teach you an Ultra-High-Level spell?"

"!!!"

As his words settled, Lucy Michelle couldn't help but gasp in disbelief. When she looked at Dean Bruce again, it was as if she were gazing at a deity.

She had never encountered such a domineering and powerful magician before!

Under Lucy Michelle's awestruck gaze, Dean Bruce returned to his room and resumed reading his books.

Sleep? To him, it was a waste of life!

When you die, you'll sleep forever, so why waste time sleeping while you're alive?

Moreover, with the looming threat of an attack, he had to strengthen his power as much and as quickly as possible!

It had to be said, the ancient texts were indeed rich with knowledge. Beyond the basic theories, Dean Bruce learned a great deal.

For example, in sacrificial magic, whether the offering is made to a demon or a deity, the price paid is significant. So why distinguish between dark and light magic?

Or take ritual magic, which also involves communicating with powerful entities, but why is the price far lower than that of sacrificial magic?

These and other questions captivated Dean Bruce, and he lost track of time in his studies.

The night passed without a word.

The next day, as the sun rose, Dean Bruce was still engrossed in his books.

Of course, he wasn't just reading. He was also integrating many of the theories he'd just learned with the ones he had previously fabricated.

He even pondered whether it might be possible to transform The Interrogation of the Soul spell into a sacrificial magic.

And as for the sacrifices? Naturally, they would be the filthy souls he had trapped within his magic!

Wouldn't that cause multiple forms of damage? And could he use the lives of his enemies to gain divine power?

It wasn't until noon that Dean Bruce finally snapped out of his thoughts. Looking up at the sky, his expression changed slightly.

Joan Michelle, being a logistics tutor, didn't have the same level of authority as Dean Bruce and had gone to the academy early. At this time, only Lucy Michelle and the servants were left in the house.

Lucy Michelle was just about to approach him, but Dean Bruce ignored her and left the residence, causing her to smile bitterly.

Sure enough, she had angered Dean Bruce yesterday. Even though she had been taught high-level magic, she still wasn't in his good graces.

Dean Bruce had no idea about Lucy Michelle's wandering thoughts; his mind was focused on one thing—getting back to the academy quickly. He had to attend Sophia's farewell party that evening!

He sped along the road, and just as he was nearing Notting City, he suddenly felt a strange power descend upon him, enveloping him entirely.