The Acolyte of Spirits and Curses

"Can I meet... Aeloria?"

Arwen’s voice was quieter than before.

It wasn’t driven by jealousy this time, nor by fear... she was simply curious to mee this woman who loved Irakiel this much.

Klein turned his head slightly with a thoughtful look "Meeting her, huh..." he murmured.

’They can’t enter the Spirit Realm...’

’Then the only way would be to bring her out...’

He tapped his fingers lightly against his arm as he considered the possibilities.

’There’s the Spirit Division’s inner door... I can bring her through it.’

’Or... what if I teleport out while holding her hand?’

After a few seconds, he let out a small breath and looked back at Arwen "I’ll look into it. She is at Elf Domain right now, and I only met her at Spirit Realm."

Cynthia blinked in surprise "Wait... you’re actually considering it?"

Klein gave a small shrug. "If it’s possible, then yeah."

Arwen’s expression softened just slightly "You don’t have to force it. I just... wanted to see her."

To understand her.

To see with her own eyes the person who shaped such a deep part of Klein’s past.

Klein shook his head faintly "It’s not forcing anything. If she’s going to be part of my life here... then it’s better you meet her properly."

Arwen lowered her gaze slightly, ’Aeloria...’ she muttered silently in her mind.

There was no longer resentment in the name.

Only curiosity.

And a faint tension she couldn’t completely erase.

Klein noticed the subtle shift in her expression and gently reached out, lifting her chin just enough for her to meet his eyes again.

"Don’t overthink it," he said softly.

She held his gaze for a moment before giving a small nod "...Okay."

Klein remained quiet for a moment after the topic of Aeloria settled.

"...There’s something I don’t understand," he said.

Cynthia tilted her head. "Hmm?"

Klein frowned faintly "You said you’re both S-rank Arbiters... Then how did you hide your mana and your core so well that even I couldn’t perceive it?"

Even among high-level awakeners, concealing one’s presence completely isn’t easy, especially not from someone like him, whose perception has been sharpened through an entire lifetime of combat and experience.

Cynthia and Arwen exchanged a brief glance, and this time, it was Cynthia who spoke first.

"We were... trained for it."

"Extreme control. Down to the smallest fluctuations of mana."

"We learned how to suppress our mana flow to near zero. Not just hiding our aura, but stabilizing our core itself so it doesn’t emit any detectable signature."

Arwen picked up where she left off, "Since I have an [Assassin] class, I possess a [Concealment] skill. It naturally assists with suppressing my presence, so maintaining that state is far easier for me."

Klein nodded slightly before shifting his gaze to Cynthia "And you?"

Cynthia smiled, then casually pointed at her own stomach.

"I cheat a little."

"I have a pill inside me," she said without hesitation. "It constantly absorbs any stray mana that leaks from my core. Even the smallest fluctuation gets eaten up before it can be detected."

Klein was startled to hear this "Idiot. That’s dangerous."

Cynthia, however, simply giggled, "Ah, don’t worry," she said lightly.

Before he could press the issue, Arwen let out a small sigh and reached her hand toward Cynthia’s abdomen.

Her hand turned faintly translucent before phasing straight through Cynthia’s body, passing cleanly through her stomach without causing any visible damage.

Cynthia didn’t even flinch.

She simply sat there, completely used to it.

Klein’s eyes narrowed sharply as he watched, and a moment later, Arwen pulled back her hand.

And in her fingers, there was a small, dark-colored pill.

His gaze condensed in thought "Is that your trait?"

Arwen nodded her head "Yeah. Great for an assassin, don’t you think?"

Cynthia grinned faintly beside him "She’s basically a walking cheat code. Locks, barriers, even defensive formations... half of them don’t matter to her."

Klein shook his head helplessly, "...You two are ridiculous."

Arwen, meanwhile, carefully held the pill between her fingers before phasing her hand forward again, seamlessly returning it back into Cynthia’s body.

Cynthia giggled "Told you we’re impressive."

Arwen’s lips twitched in anoyance "Don’t move, you bitch. Or I will put the pill in your asshole."

Cynthia: ٭(•﹏•)٭

After a while Cynthia let out a soft yawn as she climbed back to the bed "I’m tired..." she murmured, stretching slightly before dropping onto the mattress.

Klein watched her for a brief moment and a fond smile touched his lips before he turned toward Arwen and gently reached out, taking her hand and helping her up from where she was still sitting.

"Let’s sleep,"

The three of them moved without much conversation after that.

Klein slipped onto the bed first, settling against the headboard for a moment before shifting down, making space for both of them.

Cynthia rolled toward him the moment he lay down and let out a soft hum, draping her arm loosely over his chest.

Arwen rested her head near his collarbone and closed her eyes gradually.

---

Klein slowly woke up alone in the morning with the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains of the bedroom.

The bed felt empty without Arwen and Cynthia beside him, but he could hear the faint sound of running water from the bathroom.

He stretched his arms, feeling the slight ache from yesterday’s training, before sitting up and running a hand through his messy hair.

He stood up, wearing only his shorts, and walked toward the bathroom, and the sound of the shower grew louder as he approached the door.

He pushed it open gently and stepped inside.

Cynthia was bathing under the shower with her back to him as the water cascaded down her body, making her skin glisten.

Her long white hair was wet and clinging to her back, the strands darkened by the water as they trailed down her spine.

The sight of her naked body under the running water made Klein pause for a moment as his eyes traced the curve of her shoulders, the smooth line of her waist, and the gentle flare of her hips.

The water ran in rivulets over her dark-caramel skin, highlighting every curve and muscle as she stood under the spray.

He stepped into the shower behind her, and the water immediately soaked his shorts as he reached out and slapped her ass with a firm smack.

*plah*

"Good morning."

"Ah?" Cynthia yelped in surprise and turned around quickly with wide eyes.

The sudden slap left a faint red mark on her smooth skin, and she instinctively placed a hand on the spot, rubbing it as she looked at him.

"Kay!" she laughed as she turned fully to face him fully.

The water poured over her breasts, the droplets running down her curves as she stepped closer, her hands coming up to rest on his chest. "You scared the hell out of me. I thought I was alone."

Klein smiled, and his hands slid to her waist as he pulled her against him, "Sorry. Couldn’t resist. Your ass looked too juicy standing there like that."

She leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before pulling back with a teasing grin.

"Good morning to you too. You’re up early. Or did you just come in here to stare at me?"

Klein’s hands moved lower, resting on her hips as he pulled her closer.

"Both. I woke up and then I heard the shower and... well, here I am."

His hands squeezed her ass cheeks, parting them gently, and pulled her even closer as his fingers dug into the soft, firm flesh.

"Nngh~" Cynthia let out a soft, surprised moan as she felt his touch.

She rubbed her breasts against his chest, letting the soft mounds slide against his skin as the water made everything slick and warm.

Her hard nipples brushed against him with every movement as she looked up at him with a playful, affectionate smile.

"How does it feel?" she whispered in a husky voice as she continued to rub her breasts against his chest and slid her hands up his back to pull him closer.

Klein’s grip on her ass tightened, "Your skin is so soft and warm."

Cynthia leaned in and kissed his neck and jaw as she continued to rub her breasts against his chest.

Kissing his neck, her left hand slid lower as she whispered, "It’s unfair that only I am naked."

She slowly slid down his shorts and boxers, letting his dick out as the water continued to cascade over them.

Her gaze trembled seeing his dick, and her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight of his hardening cock, the water running over it as it throbbed in the warm spray.

"Damn, Kay... it is bigger than I imagined it to be. Can I... like touch it?"

Her hand hovering just inches away as she waited for his permission.

Klein smiled wryly, seeing that she was asking for his permission "Sure, you can touch it."

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