Game World: I Can Share Talents

Chapter 116: Of Course It’s Sex

"The... Star Universe?"

The Knightess was completely baffled by Westheid’s sudden, outrageous theory. Her gray beast ears trembled as her beautiful golden eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, the Star Universe. At least, that’s what I rely on."

Westheid nonchalantly folded his hands in his lap, his prim and proper posture making it seem as if he were discussing some grave matter:

"Of course, appetite and the need for sleep also work, but neither of those desires compares to the Star Universe. As a Transcendent’s power grows, our bodies are elevated. We can directly absorb ambient Magic Power to replace food, and sleep ceases to be a necessity."

"Both of these instincts will weaken as a result."

"Only the Star Universe is not diminished by promotions in Tier. In fact, as our bodies become more perfectly sublimated, they grow ever more vigorous."

"Typically, many Powerhouses channel their instinctual desires through combat. This is something the Yonglan People should understand quite well."

Hearing this, Mivana couldn’t help but nod.

Yonglan Knights were a damn pack of War Frenzies. All day, if they weren’t training, they were thinking about how to fight someone, or else going off to slaughter wild monsters. In any case, they always had to vent their excess energy through battle.

Westheid extended a finger and gently touched the Knightess’s surprisingly full chest.

"To seek a breakthrough from within is a path nearly all Extraordinary Powerhouses must walk. They need to actively embrace combat. But you are different from them. You must never immerse yourself in the desire for battle; otherwise, the impulse to kill will consume you. That is why I recommend you embrace the Star Universe, just as I do."

"It is merely the desire to kill. How can it possibly compare to the Star Universe after one is fully aroused? Ignite a flourishing Star Universe, and you’re guaranteed to humiliate and overpower the instinctive impulse from the Cursed Blood!"

"Mivana, what do you think?"

"..."

’I don’t know if the Star Universe can overpower the Cursed Blood,’ she thought, ’but I feel like my brain is about to be overpowered.’

Mivana’s sternly beautiful face was now completely dazed and confused, her faintly shimmering eyes blinking again and again.

The Knightess’s cherry-pink lips twitched a few times. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but all that came out was an unconscious mumble.

After a long moment, she finally stammered:

"I... I feel like... there might be some truth to it... but it also sounds incredible."

Westheid raised an eyebrow.

"I don’t think it’s that difficult to understand, is it? Or are you saying you think I’m not being sincere and am lying to you?"

Mivana hurriedly shook her head.

"No, I don’t doubt you. It’s just... this is the first time I’ve ever heard of such a theory. It doesn’t sound very... proper."

Westheid pursed his lips slightly. Gazing at the Knightess’s hesitant expression, he spoke in a seductive tone:

"I have already proven through personal experience that using the Star Universe to channel the killing impulse is genuinely effective. Whether it will work for you, however, is still unknown. So... would you like to give it a try?"

Mivana gripped one arm with her other hand, shrinking back slightly and not daring to look the man in the face.

"Try...? How... how does one try something like that?"

’Oho, getting shy, are we?’

’How to try? With mugwort, of course!’

’Of course, I can’t say it that directly. It would be far too crass.’

Westheid could tell with a single glance that Mivana was an innocent, inexperienced maiden, and manipulating girls like her was what bad boys did best.

"It’s very simple. I will teach you how to generate the Star Universe, how to utilize the Star Universe, and how to command the Star Universe. You will learn naturally through our interactions."

At his words, Mivana’s lovely eyes flew wide, and her snow-white cheeks flushed a deep crimson.

"Ah? This... this is just..."

The Knightess’s furry beast ears shot straight up. She lowered her head, only daring to peek at the man furtively.

His hair was a soft and stylish dark brown, his flawless face dazzlingly handsome, shining like a brilliant sun. His purple eyes, which seemed to reflect the Star Sea itself, were subtly shadowed with a hint of red, and their gentle light seemed capable of luring away one’s very soul.

Beneath his open collar, his exquisite collarbones and perfect muscle definition were on full display, exuding a potent masculine Charm.

Mivana was not one to be swayed by looks; she firmly believed that inner qualities were far more important than outward appearances.

She couldn’t deny that she felt a slight attraction to the man before her, but it wasn’t born from an infatuation with his handsome face.

It was only because Westheid recognized the Chivalry Knightly Path, worshipped the Yonglan Riding God just as she did, and was so very like-minded...

’Hehe, he’s so handsome, Duke Qinghui.’

Seeing the Lady Knight remain silent for so long, Westheid gave an awkward smile, his eyes filling with a look of dejection.

"If you won’t even give it a try and have already decided my method won’t work, then never mind. I suppose I was just being presumptuous..."

"No, it’s not that I dislike you!"

Just as he’d expected, the moment Westheid revealed a melancholy expression, Mivana felt a strange flutter in her heart and quickly waved her hands.

"I just... It’s just that I’ve never thought about things like this before. I don’t know if it will work, and I might be a little... unaccustomed to it."

Westheid smiled.

"As I recall, the Yonglan People aren’t so conservative. But you needn’t worry. While I did say we would rely on the Star Universe to suppress the killing impulse, I’m not talking about some crude, direct, beast-like ’star-course.’"

Duke Qinghui stroked his chin and said, "The Star Universe is one of the fundamental desires that drives all life. But to simply act on that instinct directly is far too crude; it serves no purpose as training. What we must do is use this instinct as a core driving force, harnessing it to achieve the most transcendent and rational of actions."

"To put it simply: the id provides the drive, the ego provides the control, and the superego gives the command."

Mivana: "Huh?"

The Wolf-eared Maiden, who was not well-read, clearly knew nothing of Freudian philosophy and tilted her head in confusion.

It didn’t matter that she didn’t understand. Westheid was just spouting nonsense anyway, cultivating an air of profound, inscrutable wisdom.

"It’s a bit too complicated to explain. Why don’t we just try it directly? If you feel it’s inappropriate, you can stop at any time."

Westheid coaxed her patiently, his voice as gentle as velvet, making it impossible to let one’s guard down. Any feeling of resistance would likely vanish without a trace when met with his star-like eyes.

The Knightess’s delicate brows furrowed slightly as she gave a slow, difficult nod.

"Then... all right. What should I do?"

"Relax. We’ll just take it slow."

Westheid had no intention of doing anything drastic right from the start and overstimulating Mivana. He had already seized complete control of the situation; all that remained was to proceed one step at a time.

A Hunter must have absolute patience.

He then gently bit his own index finger, coating the tip evenly with saliva before extending it toward Mivana.

"Suck it."

Mivana: "Hm?"

The corner of Westheid’s mouth lifted. "A very simple action, is it not? This is just to test our compatibility. Just pretend you’re sucking on a piece of candy."

The Wolf-eared Maiden hesitated for a moment. Deciding this wasn’t beyond her limits, she did as Westheid asked.

Her movements were quite clumsy and stiff, showing that Mivana was still a bit nervous.

However, as the Lady Knight slowly closed her eyes and started to get the hang of it, the stiffness soon vanished.

’Tsk, she’s actually quite talented.’

Westheid was rather surprised. He’d thought Mivana was the cold type who would require a lot of careful work to open up.

He never expected her to be a natural.

’Maybe their compatibility is surprisingly good!’

In fact, when Westheid went to pull his finger out, Mivana seemed a little unsatisfied and unconsciously clamped down on it with her sharp canine teeth.

The skin on Westheid’s finger broke, allowing the Beast-eared Maiden to taste the sweet, nectar-like blood of the Qinghui Bloodline.

’They’re incredibly sharp,’ he thought. ’Definitely can’t get any funny ideas.’

Westheid didn’t make a sound to interrupt, simply watching Mivana calmly as he let her lick his essence blood.

For the sake of the [Cursed Source Blood], a Tier T0 Talent, Westheid was willing to risk his life. A little pain was nothing.

GULP... GULP...

The maiden’s smooth, fair throat pulsed slightly. After drinking an unknown amount of the Blood of Qinghui, Mivana slowly opened her eyes as if waking from a dream.

"Ah... I... I think I lost control again just now. Are you all right?!"

"It’s nothing. I’ve drunk your blood as well. By comparison, your essence blood is far more precious and useful. My blood offers no special enhancements."

Westheid withdrew his finger and wiped the tip, but the wound did not heal.

Just as he thought. Even the [Withered Glory Sun] could not accelerate the healing of a wound inflicted by Mivana.

"What’s so precious about my Cursed Blood? Your blood, on the other hand... it was so sweet."

Mivana said, her expression dazed as she subconsciously licked her lips.

But in the next instant, her eyes cleared and blazed with fury. Without a moment’s hesitation, she slapped herself across the face.

SLAP—

"What am I saying!"

The Lady Knight’s lovely face was filled with self-reproach and anger.

"Losing control, hurting you, and then shamelessly savoring the taste of blood!"

"How... how could I be such a shameless villain?!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

Mivana slapped herself again and again, the crisp sounds so loud they nearly caused sonic booms. The Ranger Knight truly held nothing back when punishing herself.

She even drew her Silver Sword, looking as though she might commit suicide on the spot to atone for her crime.

"Hey, don’t do that, Teacher Mi, don’t!"

Westheid scrambled to grab Mivana, taking great effort to calm the trembling Lady Knight.

"You shouldn’t blame yourself for losing control. In fact, you should be delighted—this proves the method works!"

Duke Qinghui held the Wolf-eared Maiden by the shoulders and said, "Otherwise, what you did to me would have been far worse than simply biting my finger."

Hearing this, the Wolf-eared Maiden’s look of anger and shame finally faded as she realized the viability of "suppressing the curse with the Star Universe."

"I suppose... that is true."

In the past, when she lost control, rivers of blood would truly flow. She had paid a terrible price for it time and time again.

This was why her reaction had been so extreme; she already had PTSD from it.

But this time, after her rationality evaporated, the most violent act she had committed was... biting his finger to suck his blood?

It was practically... flirtatious.

Seeing the Wolf-eared Maiden calm down to think, Westheid stood up, taking the opportunity to pat the Lady Knight on the head. He fought back the urge to touch her fluffy beast ears as he said:

"Since the method is effective, Mivana, we can continue to explore this path."

"You don’t have to surrender to the curse in your bloodline. You can overcome it!"

The man’s deep violet eyes were filled with resolve and encouragement.

"If you’re willing to let me help you."

Mivana met his gaze. After a long silence, she knelt properly on the floor and bowed her head to Westheid.

"Then I will be in your care. Please continue to instruct me... Teacher Westheid."