I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 347 Please heal him

Chapter 347  Please heal him

Regina turned away, stepping out of the shower with her legs still shaking, feeling his seed drip with every step. As she reached for a towel, she took a deep breath, trying to compose herself before heading out to deal with Alden.

Behind her, Julian leaned against the wall. "And don't clean up too much," he added with a wicked grin. "I like knowing you'll be sitting there with my cum inside you."

Regina shot him a glare over her shoulder, but the heat in her eyes conveyed her true feelings.

She stepped out of the bathroom, her mind racing with how she could deal with the situation.

As she got out, her eyes immediately landed on Alden, who was seated with a strange glowing object in his hands. He looked up as he noticed her presence and smiled. "You're finally out. You bathed for quite a while," he teased. Regina's cheeks flushed slightly, but she maintained her composure. "Yes, I had some...stress...to relieve." Alden chuckled, completely oblivious. "Well, here's your milk."

He held out the warm cup toward her, his attention already drifting back to his work.

Regina took the cup and drank slowly, savoring the warmth before lowering it from her lips. "Alden, can you do one more thing for me?" she asked softly.

Alden chuckled. "Yes, my dear, tell me. What do you want me to do?"

Regina set the cup down on the table and met his gaze. "Can you please go and check on Father? See how he's doing?" Alden blinked, slightly taken aback by the sudden request. "Huh? Well… yeah, it's been a while since he fell into mana deviation," he admitted, rubbing his chin. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt to check on him." He stood up, stretching his arms. "Alright then, I'll go see how he's holding up." Regina smiled. "Thank you, Alden." Without another thought, Alden made his way toward the door, still unaware of the faint smirk on Regina's face as she watched him leave.

As soon as Alden stepped out, she wasted no time. She turned back toward the bathroom door, her voice low yet urgent. "Julian, he's gone. Come out fast." The door creaked open, and Julian slipped out silently. His gaze immediately locked onto hers, his smirk mirroring hers.

"Nicely done, mother," he said.

Regina stood proudly, puffing her chest as if she had just accomplished something grand. Julian chuckled, his eyes flickering downward before he teased, "Mother, your chest is naturally puffed. No need to try." Regina's face flushed, and she quickly pushed him toward the door. "Go fast! Your father will be back soon." Julian grinned but didn't resist, slipping out of the room and vanishing into the hallways.

He quickly rushed to his room and locked the door behind him. Leaning against it, he let out a deep sigh of satisfaction.

"Geez, that was so good…" he muttered. His body still trembled slightly from the experience.

"Every new day, I learn new things," he whispered to himself, running a hand through his hair.

"First, titfuck… then massage… and now, shower sex."

He got rid of his wet clothes, tossing them aside, and slipped into a fresh set. He stretched his body before falling onto his bed. His eyes fluttered shut as the exhaustion finally caught up to him.

Within moments, he fell asleep, lost in the world of dreams.

***

The morning light crept through his window as Julian stirred awake, feeling refreshed and energized. He didn't bother with freshening up; instead, he threw on some comfortable clothes and made his way straight to the gardens.

The peaceful atmosphere welcomed him. The soft chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze calmed his mind, adding serenity to the already peaceful surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the fresh morning air, feeling it fill his lungs. It was exactly what he needed.

He walked slowly, savoring every moment before he had to dive back into the responsibilities awaiting him.

"Hey system, did I complete any tasks?" Julian said aloud.

The system responded immediately, "Yes, host, the task NTR situation has been completed."

Julian chuckled at the system's response. "So, you're saying that counts?" he said, raising an eyebrow.

The system responded with a slight tone of amusement. "Yes, host. While it wasn't the exact scenario, your actions in the shower still fit the task's parameters."

Julian smirked, leaning back slightly. "Well, I guess I will take it. One step closer to completing all the challenges."

He paused, feeling the growing excitement of the tasks still ahead.

The system, as always, remained neutral but a bit more eager. "Indeed, host. Now, what would you like to do next?"

Julian's eyes gleamed with determination as he stared at the task list before him. He had played the game long enough, and now it was time to take action.

"I have been dragging my time with Grandmother for too long," he whispered, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"It's finally time to tame her." His voice was full of resolve as he said the words out loud. "Accept the challenge, Matriarch. Fall."

****

As the days passed, Julian found himself back at his desk, attending to his duties as Duke. The paperwork piled up, but he was in no rush—there was always time for what truly mattered.

He was deep in thought when the door to his room quietly unlocked, and Gregoria stepped in.

Her presence was commanding as ever, but today, there was a strange hesitation in her step.

"How did you do that?" she asked, her voice slightly awkward as her eyes met his. Julian smirked, leaning back in his chair confidently. "Well, it's my ability," he said smoothly, as though it were nothing out of the ordinary.

Gregoria's gaze softened, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Please, Julian. Heal him completely," she said, her tone urgent. "I know you can."

Julian let out a soft chuckle, clearly amused by her plea. "Oh, grandmother," he said with a teasing smile, "this submissive persona doesn't suit you." He could see the conflict in her eyes, the tug-of-war between pride and desperation. Her usual pride was slipping, and he found himself enjoying the rare glimpse of vulnerability.

Gregoria's expression softened, and she stepped a bit closer to Julian.

"Julian, he is your grandfather. Please, I beg of you. You're the only one who can truly help."

Julian stacked the papers on his desk and pushed them aside. "Yes, sure," he said without any hesitation.

Gregoria tilted her head slightly, clearly puzzled by his quick response.

"Sure? This easily? but....you haven't... asked me for anything in return?"

Julian chuckled lightly. "Hmm, it seems like you want me to ask for something," he remarked, his smile growing as he watched her reaction.

Her face flushed a deep shade of red, and she lowered her head, not quite able to meet his gaze. The sight of her embarrassed yet flustered demeanor only made Julian's smile widen.

Julian's smirk deepened as he stood from his chair. "We can talk about this later," he said smoothly. "Let's go heal grandfather."

Gregoria swallowed hard, her mind racing. She hesitated for a moment, uncertain about was going to happen.

Am I going to regret this? she thought, her heart fluttering with a mix of anxiety and curiosity.

She glanced at Julian, who was already heading toward the door, his confidence radiating from every step.

I have faced many challenges, but this... she thought, as her hand lingered near the doorframe, before finally following him.