Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

"A dozen times, huh," Ian commented with interest, observing Lyra's heaving figure in her tight clothes.

Since Lyra had just awakened her bloodline and was only at the First-Class Wizard Apprentice level, lasting this long was already good enough.

After their intense exercise and bloodline awakening last night till morning, Lyra then slept like a baby until the afternoon.

When she finally awoke, she realized what had happened clearly with Ian. Remembering their wild night and her bold behavior devoid of shame, she felt so ashamed that she couldn't even look at Ian.

What followed then was a series of events involving his mom and Aunt Evelyn, filled with teasing and shy moments. Ian had to cater to both parties while standing on a thin line, feeling exhausted.

Eventually, Lyra finally relaxed and agreed to come to the training ground with him.

The reason why Ian dragged her to this place was for a very important thing: to test her newfound abilities. Since she had awakened a demonic bloodline, it was crucial to understand the intricacies behind it to prepare for the future.

When Ian checked Lyra's status earlier, he noticed that her skills were far more luxurious than his. So, he was eager to see how strong and effective they were.

"Can you feel anything now?" he asked, noting the duration of Lyra's Crimson Chains skill.

By now, Ian had already checked her other abilities: Demonic Resilience, Mind Control, Shape Shifting, and Charm Spell.

While these skills were highly potent and came with her bloodline awakening, they weren't extraordinary. They simply did what their names suggested, limited by Lyra's power.

However, Ian was more interested in Lyra's Bloodline Form: Demonic Succubus.

When Ian entered the Ethereal state during his earlier fight, he was clueless about what it was and still was. But now, with this new development, he saw potential similarities.

"No, there's still nothing. What are you searching for, anyway?"

Lyra asked, wiping beads of sweat from her forehead while looking at him innocently.

Her little action of carefully swiping sweat, coupled with her water-blue eyes and the undulating seductive movement of her bosom, added an alluring charm that made Ian feel hot.

"Okay, first cancel your Charm spell. Why are you even wasting your energy?" Ian said, rolling his eyes at her antics.

He was beginning to notice that Lyra's mood and behavior changed frequently—sometimes shy and timid, other times bold and teasing.

"Hehe... you fall for it anyway," Lyra giggled but obediently canceled her spell.

"Okay, don't use those skills lightly in the future. And if you do, make sure to wipe out any witnesses," Ian warned her.

Although, as far as he knew, having a demonic skill and bloodline wasn't frowned upon on the Calvora Continent, it was better to be cautious.

After seeing that Lyra took it seriously, Ian continued to answer her earlier question,

"I'm just thinking that since you have a succubus bloodline, maybe you have some strange bloodline form."

He wanted to see if the dormant Demonic Succubus form could be awakened with various methods, just like he did, but it seemed there was no way. According to Lyra, she didn't feel anything unique except those skills instilled in her mind.

'Sigh... it seems, to use that form, she must be strong or need some catalyst.'

Ian sighed after another failure. Although the chances were slim, he had tried everything, so now he could only leave it to time.

"But this... is really baffling. How can I have a succubus bloodline? Even my mother and father don't know about it," Lyra said, confused.

When Ian first told her about the awakening and the tattoo, she was so confused that she didn't know what to say. She even tried indirectly questioning her parents but got no answers.

"It was probably an acquired bloodline. Don't think about it for now. Just practice. I got a message that the Ignisia trial will open in one month. Rest for now," Ian advised.

Since Lyra was the heroine of the original novel, Arcane Passage, she was bound to have her own story. Otherwise, wouldn't readers curse the author for incompetence?

So, Ian wasn't hell-bent on finding the reason. If he really were that kind of guy, he would have probably died from the multiple secrets and mysteries by now.

"Umm," Lyra nodded, too tired to continue, and left the training room.

'Eternal youth,' Ian thought of another passive of her while watching Lyra's retreating figure.

He envied one of her passive skills. Even with just a half-succubus bloodline, she practically had the equivalent of eternal youth.

It basically meant that even if you were on your deathbed, you would still look like a seductive young woman in the prime of her age. There was no Old word in Lyra's dictionary.

Meanwhile, he was stuck only with one Veilbourn Shroud—a powerful passive skill, but without any active abilities.

'I don't even have an active skill. Hopefully, that will change in the future,' Ian thought as he made his way to his room.

Complaining needlessly would only show his incompetence.

After Ian entered his room which was now meticulously cleaned from the wildness of the previous night, he sat on his bed and took out the blood-red book and spell models looted from Ron and Ethos.

'It's time to finally learn spells,' Ian thought with excitement.

It had been so long since he became a Wizard Apprentice, and now a Second-Class Apprentice, but he still hadn't learned a spell of his own.

It was really embarrassing.

'But first, check this book,' Ian thought, grabbing the blood-red book.

It looked exactly like the one he found inside Thomas's secret vault, except this wasn't a meditation method.

He could discern this, as, unlike the previous book, this one had something written on its cover in Arcane Language.

"Bloodcraft!"

If his guess was correct, it must contain some diabolical method of extending a wizard's lifespan, especially since he already got a Gradeless potion: Crimson Vitalis in Ethos's ring.