I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Secret Realm Slots, Magic Insights!

Upon entering the room, Cyb Louis was busy marking papers and, without looking up, remarked, "Well, look who's here! And you've brought a young one with you too?"

Given Dean Bruce's strikingly imposing presence, those who knew him instinctively perceived him as an ageless entity. Meanwhile, Lucy Michelle, exuding a far weaker aura and nervously glancing around the room, seemed to reveal her true youth.

Dean Bruce calmly replied, "I'm here to ask about the Secret Realm we're entering in a few days."

"Just for that?" Cyb Louis stopped marking the papers, sighed, and lifted his gaze, "For such a minor question, you could have just sent me a voice message."

Even so, Cyb Louis explained, "This Secret Realm is called the Shifting Sands Realm. We've nearly taken complete control of it, which means we can enter it at a very low resource cost. It's also one of the most frequently opened Secret Realms."

Hearing the familiar name, Dean Bruce spoke softly, "I've been granted the qualification to lead a team into the Shifting Sands Realm by the Magic Guild. Could I assign a spot to this young girl beside me?"

"A slot for her?" Cyb Louis raised an eyebrow, assessing Lucy Michelle.

Although Lucy Michelle didn't fully understand the significance of the Shifting Sands Realm, she was keen enough to know it held benefits. Straightening up, she tried to put on a confident demeanor.

Dean Bruce spoke, "She's a first-year student at Saint Laurent Academy of Advanced Magic. That should qualify her, right?"

"A freshman from Saint Laurent Academy?" Cyb Louis's lips twitched slightly, "Of course, that qualifies her. Especially since she's under your wing."

"Alright, when the Shifting Sands Realm opens, I'll call for you. Just bring the girl along."

Cyb Louis sighed, "Who would have thought you'd hold such a high position within the Magic Guild? To be assigned to lead a team into a Secret Realm… That's not a responsibility just anyone can handle!"

Dean Bruce replied with a composed expression, "Just luck, I suppose."

"Yeah, right," Cyb Louis rolled his eyes, clearly unconvinced. He commented casually, "No need to worry; it's quite common for one person to hold multiple roles across different organizations. The Nine Provinces Alliance and the Magic Guild aren't enemies, so the higher your rank in one, the happier we are."

"By the way, is there anything else?"

After he spoke, Cyb Louis looked intently at Dean Bruce, making it clear he was ready to see them out.

"No issues for now." Having achieved his goal, Dean Bruce flashed a smile and said, "Thanks for your help. Once I'm back from the Secret Realm, drinks are on me."

Cyb Louis shook his head, and Dean Bruce, seeing there was no need for further words, turned and led Lucy Michelle out.

Not until they had exited the Nine Provinces Alliance did Lucy Michelle, still full of curiosity, ask, "Teacher, what exactly is a slot for the Secret Realm?"

"You don't know what a Secret Realm is?" Dean Bruce asked, clearly surprised.

Lucy Michelle shook her head and sighed, "Teacher, in this world…social class matters so much. Without the right status, it's incredibly hard to access certain information! Things that you can find out effortlessly might be completely out of reach for ordinary people, no matter how hard they try."

"That's why my sister and I are working so hard. We want to climb higher, to bring our family honor and status!"

Hearing this, Dean Bruce fell silent.

It was the truth.

In any world, the higher one's status, the more information and access they have.

He didn't try to comfort Lucy Michelle; after a pause, he simply explained, "A Secret Realm is a unique space. There are dangers inside, but it holds countless rewards. You might find treasures from ancient eras or items drifting from other dimensions! It can also speed up your cultivation."

"You'll have a slot for this one, and when the time comes, I'll call for you. Stick close to me, and you should gain well from it. By the time school starts, your strength should be on the leading edge among students."

"This is your opportunity. Don't let it slip away," Dean Bruce added gently.

Hearing his words, Lucy Michelle's eyes shone even brighter, and she nodded eagerly. "Thank you so much for this chance, Teacher. I'll be sure to repay you someday."

Dean Bruce smiled, "If you work hard and grasp more magic insights, that's the best repayment you could give me. Now, I think it's time to teach you something new!"

There was no denying Lucy Michelle's talent. Although her comprehension speed wasn't the fastest, she was steadily consistent.

With a young and determined student like her around, Dean Bruce couldn't help but feel a certain fondness.

They laughed and chatted as they walked back to the estate. Upon arrival, Lucy Michelle was shocked to see a line of servants bowing to Dean Bruce, calling him "Master."

Her family might still own a manor, but it was in a remote area with barely any servants!

In contrast, here, in Saint Laurent City—a central location on the continent—owning an estate was far more valuable than a manor in some isolated town.

Thinking of how the Nine Provinces Alliance leaders treated Dean Bruce with such respect, and how he could allocate a Secret Realm slot so casually, she grew more certain: Dean Bruce was backed by an incredibly powerful force.

Dean Bruce had no idea of Lucy Michelle's thoughts. He called out orders, "Prepare a room for this young lady, and make sure there's extra food ready as well."

"Oh, by the way, where's Nemesis?" Dean Bruce glanced around, not seeing any sign of her usual training and asked softly.

"Master," Hakenny replied, "Miss Nemesis has gone to the main street for training, saying she wanted to strengthen her resilience. I've already stationed someone nearby to keep watch, so we'll inform you immediately if there's any issue!"

Hearing this, Dean Bruce's brows furrowed slightly, a bit puzzled.

Training at the entrance of the estate was already peculiar enough—why would she go all the way to the busiest part of the street?

"Master, shall I bring Miss Nemesis back?" Hakenny asked cautiously, glancing at Lucy Michelle with a questioning look.

"No need." Dean Bruce, unlike a conventional mentor, had little desire to control his so-called disciples. Casually, he responded, "If she's back late, just make sure she has a meal ready. Alright, carry on with your duties."

"Yes, sir." Hakenny stepped back with a respectful bow.

With that, Dean Bruce guided Lucy Michelle into the main residence. Since her room was still being prepared, and it wasn't yet time for dinner, he thought it might be a good opportunity to teach her a new spell.

However, just as they entered the main room, the door clicked shut behind them, and in an instant, Lucy Michelle flung herself into his arms, wrapping her hands around his neck. Her bold red lips pressed eagerly against his.

Faced with such a forward move from Lucy Michelle, Dean Bruce didn't hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, lifting her effortlessly as their kiss deepened. He carried her over to a nearby table.

Setting her down as their cloaks quickly slipped from their shoulders, and their lips parted in fervent exchange.

Dean Bruce swept his gaze and saw Lucy Michelle's eyes filled with watery light. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch her breasts, laughing, "I didn't expect you to be so thirsty. It's only been a few days since we last saw each other, yet you're so proactive."

"Isn't she missing you? "Lucy Michelle stuck out her tongue, licked Dean Bruce's ear, and whispered," These days, I miss you so much! Hurry up

Upon hearing this, Dean Bruce remained silent and continued to kiss Lucy Michelle's breasts and abdomen, kissing her all the way down and pulling off her undergarment. At a glance, he saw that Lucy Michelle's little hole was already overflowing with juice.

Dean Bruce didn't mind those things. He directly sucked the juice into his mouth, then stuck out his tongue and crawled into his small hole, like a flexible little snake, churning around and making Lucy Michelle's whole body tremble, moaning continuously.

"Ah... teacher! Don't... don't... lick again"

"it's... it's so itchy"

"Hurry up, hurry up"

Lucy Michelle's legs were tightly clamped, and her delicate skin directly gripped Dean Bruce's head.

Dean Bruce stopped his movement, exerted a little force, and broke his legs apart. He looked directly into Lucy Michelle's eyes and chuckled, "What are you saying, hurry up"

"Hurry up to fuck me."

Lucy Michelle has long been accustomed to this kind of flirting, and it can be said that she is familiar with it. Dean Bruce's mouth curled up and he aimed it at his pink little hole. With a strong push on his waist, Lucy Michelle immediately let out a comfortable moan.

At the same time, in the bustling streets, Nemesis Bruce sat calmly by the roadside, ignoring the strange gazes and discussions of passersby, silently reciting spells in his heart and manipulating magic to wander within his body.

As time passed, the trajectory of magic wandering within her body unexpectedly formed a high tower!

Buzz——

Almost at the moment when the tower was formed, Nemesis Bruce was surprised to discover that the magic gathered nearby became insane and faster.

Even the speed at which her body absorbs magic is much faster than before.

Not only that, the unabsorbed magic was sucked into the tower, making it more crystal clear and gradually changing her physique.