Mage Manual-Chapter 157 - 143 Try Not to Kill You by Holding Back

Chapter 157: Chapter 143 Try Not to Kill You by Holding Back

The Freyja family didn’t have a dining table, so all the dishes were placed on the desk.

Freyja sat on a chair that was originally used for dirty clothes—the dirty clothes had been washed by Ash, now hanging on the balcony. She pointed at the dish in front of her, the fiery lala fatty rice cover, mage lettuce salad, and misty spinach egg pancake and asked blankly, “Did you ask me to come back just to have a meal together?”

Xiao Xian’s cat food today was topped with fiery lala fatty sauce and it smelled delicious.

“Yes,” Ash took off his apron. “Although I can wear a mask to avoid surveillance cameras, I still have to show my face when eating, so I can’t eat outside… That’s why I can only buy ingredients and cook at home, like the pancake I bought to eat at noon.”

“Then you could eat a pancake in the evening as well, why cook meal?”

“To be honest, the food standard in the prison was pretty good, the lunch maybe fine, but if I can’t have a good meal for dinner, that feels a bit…”

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“Why did you ask me to come back?”

“Because I can’t just cook a meal for one, I can’t eat three dishes alone, so I called you to come eat together.”

It sounded reasonable, but Freyja still found it weird—You are Ash Heath, the leader of the Gods of Four Pillars Evil Cult; shouldn’t you be grabbing a passerby and cracking open their skull for a taste of fresh brain when you’re hungry?

In fact, Ash had never cooked before; this was obtained from reading the Mage’s Handbook about “Mastery of Common Recipes,” unexpectedly becoming useful now.

“You just got out of prison, where did you get the money to buy ingredients?” Freyja suddenly thought of this.

She wasn’t afraid that Ash was using her money; in fact, there was no money at her home anyway. She wasn’t yet a mage, so she didn’t need to carry silver coins; she could just deduct the consumed amount directly from the data currency in her chip.

“You can also earn money in prison,” Ash pulled out a stack of beautiful banknotes from the bag, remarking, “I directly bought groceries with silver coins, yet I received so much change.”

In truth, the ingredients for this lavish dinner hadn’t even cost one-twentieth of a silver coin, as a single silver coin could suffice a common person’s food needs for twenty days, amounting to eighteen coins a year, while the exchange rate between the gold coins and silver coins seemed to be 1:100…

After a day of shopping, Ash felt he needed to revise his image of the Medical Practitioner—being able to casually give out a gold coin, she was not just some slightly wealthy woman; she was a wealthy one indeed!

During the conversation, Ash opened a video within the Veil of Knowledge titled “Why Mages Are Great”. There were many such educational videos in the Veil, mainly targeted at ordinary people who didn’t qualify for university.

But to someone like Freyja, who was an apprentice mage, the knowledge in them seemed a bit shallow. However, coupled with the witty dialogue and hilarious scenes, they seemed quite entertaining.

Did he just find this video randomly? He is an official mage now, he doesn’t need to watch these type of educational videos, right…

It’s worth mentioning that before the video played properly, there was a 30-second advertisement, which in the last ten seconds switched to the Crime Hunting Hall’s wanted announcement.

“‘Corpse Lover’ Archibald Harvey, a One-winged Mage, death/live capture reward 10 gold coins, information reward 1 silver coin.”

“‘Rotting Crow’ Ronald Wade, a One-winged Mage, death/live capture reward 8 gold coins, information reward 8 silver coins.”

“‘Swindler’ Igula Bokin, a Two-winged Mage, death/live capture reward 15 gold coins, information reward 2 silver coins.”

“‘Death Cultist’ Lanna Chios, a Two-winged Mage, death/live capture reward 20 gold coins, information reward 2 silver coins.”

“‘Evil Demon Saint’ Ash Heath, strength unknown, death/live capture reward 50 gold coins, information reward 5 silver coins.”

“You’re worth quite a bit.”

“Thank you for the compliment. Having second thoughts?”

“Not really, after all, it’s difficult to buy a Technique Spirit like empathy spirit; 5 silver coins won’t cut it.”

At this, Freyja paused and looked at Ash, “If His Excellency the Evil Demon Saint wants to go back to prison, please let me send you there.”

“Forget about it, if I wanted to surrender, I would definitely collect the bounty myself.”

“Stingy.”

The two were eating and watching videos when Ash suddenly said, “Freyja, I wanted to discuss something with you.”

“Hmm?”

“Could you wear some clothes to bed at night?” Ash tactfully said, “After all, now there’s me, a member of the opposite sex…”

Since it was only their first night staying at someone else’s place, Ash had held back all night without saying anything. Even though he was sleeping on the floor, the thought of a naked little lamb lying on the bed kept him awake half the night.

Freyja gave him a curious look, “Why should I wear clothes since you’re here?”

“Don’t you feel embarrassed being seen naked by someone else?”

“Not really, if it wasn’t against the public order laws, I’d probably go to class without clothes, especially since it’s been quite hot lately.”

Freyja pulled at her little vest and peeked inside, asking strangely, “Or is it that you find me unattractive and that makes you uncomfortable?”

“No, you’re very attractive, it’s just that…” Ash racked his brain for a polite way to explain, “You arouse desires in me…”

“Oh!” Freyja had a sudden realization, pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and then yanked up her little vest with both hands, “Then let’s do it, and your body will get used to it. Don’t worry, I’ll be as gentle as possible with you—”

“Why would you think that way!” Ash pulled her vest back down, “That’s way too casual!”

“You’re being a bit harsh, you know. If I hadn’t signed a contract with you, I’d consider suing you at the Crime Hunting Hall.” Freyja was slightly annoyed, “I am not someone who behaves casually. Look, you’re a cult leader, you’re supposed to give me a Technique Spirit in the future, and besides, you’re also quite good-looking. That’s why I thought it’d be no problem to do it, it’s just Meiwa etiquette.”

“Are you scared to do it with me? Don’t worry, I’ll try my hardest not to kill you.”

At that point, Ash finally heard something off, “What do you mean try not to kill me?”

“Don’t you know? We Meiwa’s body fluids have a special effect that can reduce a male’s refractory period to zero. Plus, we really enjoy the pleasure of mating, and sometimes we accidentally kill our partners,” Freyja explained. “But I’ll be careful. As soon as you’re comfortable, I’ll stop immediately; the contract forbids me from harming you. Really, I’ll be extremely careful.”

Freyja was serious because she had to be—most mud artisans from Mixue had undergone special modifications allowing them to decide when to stop, with limitless stamina, but normal unmodified humans don’t possess such abilities, even those naturally strong.

Even now, Freyja would occasionally hear news about ogres, beastmen, and even elves being killed by Meiwas, there were also cases of members from the Blood Saint Clan falling unconscious from being drained of blood, only the pure Moon Shadow Clan was immune to Meiwa’s allure.

In a way, the Meiwas were facing better times. If we look a hundred or two hundred years back before the industrialization of biological modifications, almost seven out of every ten Meiwas ended up as murderers, and the other three just hadn’t been caught with dried up corpses yet.

But, thanks to the Human Rights Association and the Racial Rights Association’s interventions, as long as Meiwas didn’t conceal their race beforehand, it wasn’t considered intentional murder but rather suicide by the other party, and the Meiwas would just get dozens of hours of community service.

If Ash’s earlier refusal was out of some vague virgin moral code, now his survival instincts were taking over, firmly holding onto the hem of Freyja’s vest, preventing her from undressing.

Though that way of dying would be blissful, Ash had no intention of dying in ecstasy.

Freyja pouted, “I don’t like wearing clothes after showering, and you don’t want your body to get used to me, so what do you suggest we do?”

“I’ll endure it.”

Freyja shrugged and continued eating, “You’re such a strange person.”

“In my opinion, you’re the strange ones.”

Ash sighed, “I walked around the university today, saw three casinos, five or six candy shops, I even saw a group of female students enter a place called ‘MIXUE Tea Cafe,’ changed into extremely revealing clothes, and started attracting customers outside…”

Freyja looked puzzled, “What’s wrong with female students working part-time during their free time? Did you patronize their business?”

“Freyja, I’m a fugitive.”

“Don’t worry about that, you can wear a mask the whole time, and pay with silver coins. The tea cafe won’t pry into it, they’ll just think you’re a customer with special tastes.”

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Freyja added, “If you’re feeling uncomfortable after dinner, just hurry up and go. I’ll do the dishes.”