Nordic Winter Spell

Lance looked around the hidden library, in there, they were different books with more detail than the ones in the outer library.

Secrets and information only known by powerful men like his father, or at least that's what Lance thought. But the most amazing thing in this room was the spells.

At the very back of the hidden library was a roll of flat books with magic circle on their covers

They were spell manuscripts

"Wind blade"

"Temple step"

"Ice tempest"

"Touch of ice"

There were numerous, and they ranged from grade 0 spells to the highest grade Lance had seen so far, grade 3.

Even though she was petty and unlikable, Arian had taught Lance a lot. For example, spell grades

The official grades for spells in this world ranged from grade 0 to 9, however the rarest of the rare in Elnor were grade 3, even the priestess was only a level 2 mage according to her.

For a grade 3 spell to exist here meant a lot, even though it was only one because Above grade 3 were invaluable treasures.

"Can't pick a grade 3 spell."

Lance thought to himself, a spell that was too high level would easily draw attention if it went missing. A low-level spell was not convenient to show true power.

What Lance wanted to do was embarrass Arian and teach her a lesson in front of his parents; it would be something she wouldn't forget easily. So he needed a high-grade spell.

One that was not too powerful and not too weak. That left him with fewer options.

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"Water Bombardment: grade 1 spell

Allows caster to release a Bombardment of water-based mana projectiles at enemies. Boasts a wide range of attack and can easily stall a powerful enemy.

"Wind step: grade 2 spells

Uses the wind from enemy attacks to thrust the user further away from attacks, requires a light body or high wind mana manipulation skill

Vaporizer: grade 1 spell

Requires preparations

Gas from technique can be used as a constant shroud on opponents, disabling the ability to see and allowing sneak attacks, depending on preparation, the caster can poison an opponent to Death

]

These were the three spells Lance could isolate, they weren't too powerful, and they weren't too weak, and they fulfilled the requirement where Lance can keep himself safe while fighting.

However, of the three spells he could only pick one, and at first glance he could already tell the ones with serious flaws.

The grade two spell. He couldn't practice it, at least not without external help. It was two grades above him.

He was but a level 0 mage. If that could be called a mage at all. It would be hard to practice a grade 1 spell, talk less of a grade 2

"Two remaining"

Lance continued to ponder. The vaporizer spell was actually the most practical in Lance's book, he could use it and attack in the mist while staying safe from attacks by simply dodging back into the fog, the only problem was that it didn't boast any real attack power of its own, just cheap tricks.

There was also the fact that lance wanted Arian to know for certain that he was the one doing this to her.

"The Water Bombardment spell it is…"

Lance picked up the water Bombardment book and placed it in his clothing. He proceeded to place the other two back on the shelf.

As he was preparing to leave, though, his eyes noticed something under a table in the middle of the library. He went forth and picked up the book to give it a quick glance.

It was placed on the floor like it didn't matter, and it looked torn and tattered

"Hmm, what is this, the Nordic winter…?"

Lance could make out a part of the magic circle and name on one side of the book, and with just that realization, he quickly stood up and walked back to the shelf.

It looked like he was going to put the manuscript back on the shelf, but that was not the case. Lance was comparing it to another manuscript.

And surprisingly, it was the one and only grade 3 manuscript in the library.

"Hmm, there's no mistaking it."

This spell that had been tossed like it was nothing probably had an insane background. The magic circle looked similar, but the way it was placed carelessly led Lance to believe that it was useless.

The whole concept of spells and their manuscripts was still a mystery to Lance, he didn't know what was damaged enough to be deemed unpracticable.

"Well, if he didn't even remember it was there in the first place, that means it's not too valuable to him"

Lance Folded the manuscript and placed that too into his clothes before heading to the door. Just as he had come in, he was going out. And all this happened in a span of time that wasn't even up to 10 minutes.

"Uhhh, yess"

However, this time, as they made their way back through the tunnel, they noticed a strange moan emitting from beside Lance's parents' room.

But this time it wasn't his mother and father, he knew this because their moans were engraved in his mind like a mental scar.

This one caused a sort of arousal in his heart. The voice was muffled yet its very sound was like strings being pulled in Lance's heart.

It was her room.

Lance tapped Asher's leg indicating for him to stop, then he looked into the room from a small hole that appeared from 'god knows where'

Inside the room

A lady sat completely naked on the floor, facing directly at Lance. Her legs were spread wide open with a short mop penetrating between her legs.

"She's a freak"

Lance was completely dumbfounded, he understood rubbing her boob and slight rubs on the pussy could relieve one's hornies but this was on an entirely different level.

That was a freaking mop, though just the tip went in, it was still out of sorts.

"Hm uh"

A muffled moan emitted in the room, drifting all the way into Lance's ear, he couldn't pretend, it made him aroused. Figuratively speaking.

She kept ramming the Stick into her vagina like a raw match. With each thrust her legs would sway on the floor showing her utter enjoyment.

Not too long after she began shaking, one would think that she would stop at this point, but she sat up straight and began pounding harder and harder. She didn't seem to be afraid of getting injured.

"Uuuhhh"

Finally, her bodily fluids came spraying out of her like a water hose, her face then changed to one of relief.

"Tud"

At this point, a sound emitted from the wall, and unfortunately the priestess's eyes landed directly on the wall where a pair of eyes could be seen

"Shit hurry!!"

She had caught them red-handed