Chapter 234 – Millia (2)

“Is time travel possible?”

At the question Sylvia asked, Milia tilted her head. She asked back while looking down at Sylvia with a gentle expression on her face.

“Why are you suddenly curious about that?”

“Here comes the story of time travel.”

Sylvia said as she opened her thesis she was reading. The thesis was written by an unknown wizard from a small magic tower, and it said that if you get caught up in a magic explosion with a complicated circuit, you can go to the past or the future. Milia read the story, snorted at her, and tossed her thesis into the corner.

“Such stories are originally a tactic used by merchants a lot. Because they know they don’t sell. They write absurd stories that non-specialists might find interesting.”

“Then is everything written in that text a lie?”

“Well? Perhaps?”

“Ah…”

Even without Sylvia’s words, Milia could tell that Sylvia was disappointed. She said, giving her one light stroke on Sylvia’s cheek.

“Magicians say it’s good to be curious, but it’s not good to be interested in stories outside the realm of study. Especially for mages who have just entered advanced theory courses, it is easy for them to find what they are currently studying boring.”

Sylvia stamped her feet with her pity on her face, and she asked, opening another paper.

“Then is this also a lie? There have been several instances of people claiming to be time travelers hundreds of years ago. There is also a story that a woman suddenly appeared in the capital square and asked for the time and her year, and she ran away screaming.”

Millia just laughed as she read those words. The wizard, who had hundreds of years of experience more than Sylvia, was not disturbed by these paper documents. She simply folded her paper and tucked it into her desk, then took Sylvia’s hand and said,

“Maybe he’s just crazy. Even now, when you go out on the road, there are people who claim that the hero comes riding on a white horse, don’t you?”

“But it is real. Because our Evan-sama has become a great hero and will go to the capital with us.”

Milia heard Sylvia’s remarks, blinked her eyes briefly, then pointed to her chest and asked.

“A white horse?”

“Yes!”

“…I don’t think he would have made such a vulgar prophecy…”

Milia said that with a confused expression, and Sylvia said that with an even brighter expression.

“No! Because Evan-sama is a warrior! The white horse definitely refers to me and other women!”

“…Then what the hell is going on a ride?”

Sylvia ran around excitedly, but her face suddenly turned red and she averted Milia’s eyes.

“That… I can’t speak here.”

“…I wonder if people will see Evan as a demon of sexual desire, not a hero.”

Sylvia said again, her eyes twinkling.

“Can’t we do both?”

“Well… Do you want to be?”

Millia looked at her bright appearance with satisfaction and just said as if she didn’t understand. Milia turned her head towards her hallway, then shook her head with her ears perched. She said as she closed the book.

“Sylvia. Then let’s stop here for today and take a break.”

“Ah yes.”

Milia closed her eyes and said.

“Do you think Evan is coming? I hear footsteps.”

“Ah, I see. It’s Evan-sama’s footsteps.”

Sylvia nodded her head, and a knock was heard. A short, quick, cheerful knock sound. After Evan realized that Lilith’s knocking sound was ominous, she deliberately adjusted the intensity of the knocking sound.

“Milia. Are you inside?”

Sylvia nodded her head, and Milia smiled.

“Oh, Evan. What did you come for? Do you want to learn magic?”

Evan didn’t respond to the joke. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice.

“…There’s something to be said for sure.”

Miria got up from her seat and opened the door. There was a strange anticipation and excitement on her smiling face. Could she be the joy of finding a strong man? Or is she just a little deeper in affection than that? Her mind, which Evan would never know, flowed in smooth movements.

When the door opened, Evan unconsciously took a step back. Millia looked down at Evan and said.

“Evan. So what do you want to talk about? I’m not sure if I’ll tell you what to say.”

Evan thought she knew but pretended not to know. Evan gestured towards his room.

“Let’s go to the room first.”

A room with a soft bed. Millia knew very well what Evan was doing in that room. Evan said it was because she wasn’t the type to refrain from having sex with her because there were other women in the house. He was a man who flirted with women every day, and sometimes pulled down her panties in front of Milia’s eyes, saying, “Let’s go to the room.”

“Okay.”

Then Milia obediently held out her hand and moved toward her room. Evan awkwardly took her hand, realizing that a beat late she wanted Milia to hold her hand. The two walked down that short hallway. It was like a bride and groom spending the first night of their wedding, and it was also like a first-time mixed tourist sleeping together, not trusting each other.

*****

“You live surprisingly neatly? I thought it would smell like a man as soon as I entered.”

“If you live in a messy place for a long time, you’ll want something tidy.”

As for Evan, she tended to pursue a tidy life. Miria said with a bright smile.

“Awesome. So Evan, what do you want to talk about?”

Evan took a deep breath at those words. It was a story that she had to bring out at some point, but it was awkward to bring it out so suddenly. Milia was staring at her Evan with her eyes wide open, her chest cut out and her tight-fitting dress on. She blatantly bent her back as if she were trying to seduce him, her shapely breasts overwhelming her Evan with their heavy size.

Evan said without taking his eyes off his chest.

“What do you want to do with me?”

“…If you ask a woman such a thing, she will be hated?”

Milia tried to joke again. In response to her coy attitude, Evan spoke in a slightly firm tone.

“You know it’s not a matter of going over moderately with such a story. You and I are leading a force in our own way.”

“…Yes. It was a story that had to be decided someday.”

Milia said that and nodded her head. Then she rubbed her finger on her pillow as she leaned back on the bed. Said Evan.

“I think it’s a problem that can’t be decided if it’s not now. What do you want to do with me really that… Did you trust me and come all the way here because of your marriage promise?”

“Our Evan, still can’t be like a devil.”

Millia said that and raised her body again. Her pretty dress reflected the curves of her body and seduced Evan, and the young smile and faint eye smile on her face also aroused Evan’s sexual desire.

Millia said while facing Evan.

“Evan. I always… I said I believe in love and justice, but I am too. I think we should clearly decide how we should appear to others. For example, which of the two of us is higher. And what is the hierarchical relationship among subordinates? There are complex issues like that.”

“That’s what I was trying to say.”

Evan said to Milia, who was spinning around me like a chick. Milia nodded her head and said.

“That’s right. But Evan still can’t speak devilishly. The demons are I don’t do such annoying conversations at times like this. It’s about setting the order, right? Evan. You and I are here as leaders of a demon faction. Before being an alliance that defeats the hero by riding the same boat, it is a kind of competitive relationship, a relationship of eating and being eaten.”

Milia said that while unbuttoning her dress. There was a ticking sound like the ticking of a clock through her lithe arm. With a few flicks of her fingers, her soft clothes cascaded down the contours of her body like a waterfall.

Evan couldn’t help but catch his breath when he saw her naked body unfolding in front of her. Milia stood her naked in front of Evan, her face red, and she herself barely covered her breasts and vitals with the hem of her fallen dress.

Evan couldn’t take his eyes off the gap between her legs and at her faintly protruding nipples through the sheer fabric.

Millia put her kiss on Evan’s neck and lightly licked her ear.

“After…”

Evan already felt her prick rising hard. Milia’s voice was soft and sweet, like her hypnotist’s.

“Evan. At such times, what do demons say…”

Millia’s voice rang in my ears.

“I request a sex battle -. I mean.”