"I don't mean to sound rude, but I am quite a meticulous and prudent person, my Lady. Zellera's Curse is very cruel and unforgiving to those who catch it. I'm sure none of us would like to risk starting another wave of Zellera's Curse," Vaan mentioned.

"That's true," Alicia Whitmore's eyes flickered with some clarity before she coughed, "Ahem! Pardon me, Vahn. I got a little too excited. I just thought this is it; this is the day I do it. I'm a woman, so we get excited over this stuff, even if it might not be the same for men."

"Nevertheless, you were absolutely right, Vahn. I do not want to catch something scary as Zellera's Curse. Just stand right where you are. I'll have you cleaned in a jiffy," Alicia Whitmore instructed.

Shortly after, Alicia Whitmore snapped her fingers at Vaan, causing a moderate-sized magic circle to appear above Vaan's head before descending and passing through his body.

Every spot the magic circle passed through, the sweat and filth on the surface of his skin were all flushed off.

It was a water magic spell called Wash, a very simple name, but it does its job as intended.

Nevertheless, after Vaan was cleansed with Wash, Alicia Whitmore snapped her fingers and cast a different spell, causing a new magic circle to appear above his head.

But unlike Wash, the new magic spell was of the light attribute

As it scanned through Vaan's body, all the remnant bacteria on the surface of his skin were purified from his body.

Purify was its name.

"Thank you, my Lady. I've troubled you," Vaan said considerately.

"Not at all, Vahn," Alicia Whitmore shook her head and said, "And call me Alicia. I believe that much closeness is justifiable for what we are about to do. I hope you can give a great first experience. I'll be entrusting my body in your care."

"Since you have such high expectations of me, I shouldn't disappoint you. I'll let you experience more pleasure than Lady Sabrina, but only if you can handle it, Alicia," Vaan promised.

"You mean what you showed Sabrina wasn't all of your skill yet?" Alicia Whitmore gasped with shock and surprise.

"No," Vaan shook his head and said with a slight smile, "Lady Sabrina wasn't strong enough to handle everything I have."

"Then… do you think I will be able to, Vahn?" Alicia Whitmore asked with genuine curiosity.

"Well…" The corners of Vaan's lips curved up into a mischievous smile before he said, "I guess that is what we are going to find out."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Alicia Whitmore giggled pleasantly and charmingly before grabbing Vaan's arm and pulling him onto her bed.

Shortly after, the curtains to her bed were pulled shut.

"Y-Y-You, guys… How can you decide on everything without me? I a-a-also wanted to be next, Alicia!" Cassandra Mortem finally mustered the courage to speak, but only after it was too late.

Why did her mind have to go blank when she saw Vahn's bare body?

It's not like she hadn't seen handsome men with such nice bodies before… Actually, it was her first time.

Who was she kidding? Was she always so shy?

Nevertheless, Vaan had already settled on Alicia Whitmore after she took the initiative to invite him. Cassandra Mortem could only wait her turn last.

"Holy shit. Do all men have such big tools down there? Is that thing going to fit inside me? It's not going to break me instead, right?"

"Well, what can I say? Us men don't exactly compare sizes, but I do like to think I am an exception, even among exceptions. This is probably what peak performance looks like down here. Lady Sabrina was certainly able to take it. Do you think you can't, Alicia?"

Cassandra Mortem overheard Alicia Whitmore's startled cry from her bed before listening to Vaan's follow-up response.

She developed a strong curiosity about how impressive Vaan's little brother was.

"What! If Sabrina can take it, then, of course, I can too! Give me what you got, Vahn. I am definitely going to keep you up all night. You won't even get a chance with Cassandra tonight."

Those were Alicia Whitmore's famous last words.

After Vaan popped her cherry and pounded her hard, Alicia Whitmore couldn't think of anything other than the pleasure and joy brought by Vaan's bulging hot rod entering in and out of her.

The so-called pain that supposedly came from the tearing of her hymen was easily overwhelmed by the torrential waves of pleasure flooding into her body.

The joy and fulfillment of being a woman, Vaan allowed Alicia Whitmore to experience all of it.

It messed with her mind and body but opened up wonders the likes of which she had never experienced before and found hard to explain.

She felt the pleasure transcended the flesh; Vaan's magical touches had reached her very soul – was what Alicia Whitmore felt.

She felt spiritual fulfillment during the exchange.

Nevertheless, the room was drowned in Alicia Whitmore's moans as she cried and begged for more, asking Vaan to go harder and faster each time.

And although Alicia Whitmore didn't end up keeping up with Vaan all night, she had certainly lasted longer than Sabrina.

She had fought hard and tenaciously, clinging to Vaan like a koala. It took her more than thirteen rounds before facing defeat in bed – an achievement worthy enough for her to brag about the next day.

After Vaan settled the quietened Alicia Whitmore in bed and tucked her under the blanket, he got out of bed with a sigh.

'What a wild one,' Vaan thought with amusement as he had one last look at Alicia Whitmore's peaceful sleeping face.

He could sense that his back was filled with scratch marks.

'Haiz, the road to power is certainly arduous and riddled with thorns—in the form of cat scratches, that is," Vaan chuckled inwardly. 'One more to go.'

Thinking about the last target, Cassandra Mortem, Vaan figured he should take it easy on her. She could take longer and keep him company for the rest of the night that way.

The prolonged dual practice session would allow him to collect more fire-attribute refined mana.