I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

“Well, let’s begin,” he said to himself as a mischievous smile crept across his face.

Julian teleported and appeared in the garden where the vibrant scent of blooming flowers filled the air. His gaze then fell on Regina, who was kneeling down, carefully watering the plants with a serene expression.

Regina, who was unaware of his presence, continued to blissfully tend to the plants. She wore a flowing blue gown that clung to her body, and the gown’s low neckline dipped just enough to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her cleavage.

Silently, he turned his back and slipped into a corner of the garden, his figure partially visible in the dim light.

“Let’s see how strong your heart really is, mother.” he whispered to himself.

REGINA’S POV

“Don’t worry.”

Regina’s heart raced as a deep voice pierced through the calm and serene atmosphere of the garden. She startled, the watering pot slipping slightly from her hand, as a chill ran down her spine.

A mix of confusion and unease washed over her as her gaze darted around to find the source of the voice.

Her eyes caught something in the corner of the garden, just beyond the reach of the sunlight. A shadowy figure stood there and it was barely noticeable at first.

She narrowed her eyes, focusing on the figure, but all she could make out was the silhouette of someone standing tall and composed, his back towards her.

She squinted her eyes, trying to make out any clear details of the figure’s face, but she could not see anything. Just then, the figure’s voice rang out again, startling Regina from her thoughts.

“No one will know, not even mother, father, or grandmother.”

The words sent a shiver down her spine. There was something unsettling in the tone, yet strangely familiar.

Regina’s mind raced as she finally recognized the voice, That’s Julian she thought But what is he doing? And who is he speaking to? Her confusion deepened, and her heart pounded rapidly on her chest as she tried to make sense of the situation.

Is he having an affair with a maid? Her cheeks flushed for a moment, but she quickly dismissed the thought. No, he doesn’t need to sneak around for that…

She silently ducked down, her heart still racing as she carefully made her way behind a nearby bush, hoping to remain unnoticed.

Julian’s voice broke the silence once more. “I will immediately come to you after dinner.”

Regina’s breath caught in her throat as his words sent a new wave of confusion and curiosity flooding over her.

So, it must be a maid, she thought. But then, a darker suspicion crept into her mind. Or is he planning something that might harm the family? Her heart skipped a beat at the thought.

The words sounded too calculated, too secretive, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more sinister at play.

She barely dared to breathe as she tried to focus on the second figure, but it remained completely hidden in the shadows. No matter how hard she pushed her eyes, she could only see the faint outlines of Julian’s silhouette and nothing more.

She leaned in further into the bush, hoping to hear more of the conversation. But, without warning, the two figures vanished into the shadows, completely disappearing from her sight.

Regina’s breath hitched in surprise as her eyes scanned the empty space where they had stood just moments before.

Dinner. I have to keep my eyes on him, she said to herself. She was convinced that her son would never harm the family, but the secret conversation that happened in front of her only seemed to deepen her curiosity.

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Julian teleported back to his room with a satisfied laugh escaping his lips. He fell on his bed, “That was fun,” he said aloud with a sly grin.

“Mother’s face was priceless. She probably thought I was plotting something to harm the family or whatever silly idea she had in her head.”

He paused for a moment, the amusement in his expression deepening. “It’s so easy to manipulate her,” he continued.

He stood up, the earlier amusement shifting into a more focused expression. “Let’s wait for the night,” he said.

The game had only just begun, and Julian knew that patience would turn his schemes into reality.

He spent the rest of the afternoon cultivating in his room, working hard to push himself closer to the realm of an Arch Mage.

As the day slowly passed and the night fell, the Easvil estate became lively, filled with the sounds of maids and chefs hurrying to prepare the food for the table. By the time of dinner, all the members of the family except for Augustus were present, sharing conversations with each other.

Alden turned to Gregoria and spoke with a hint of excitement. “Mother, Alice is coming.”

Gregoria’s eyes widened in surprise. “Alice? That little brat? She has never responded to my letters, so what is she coming here for?”

Alden chuckled, reminiscing the past. “You know how Alice is, Mother. She has been like that since she was young, always living by her own rules.”

Gregoria huffed but couldn’t hide the flicker of affection in her eyes. “Hmph, still, the audacity to ignore me, and now she decides to show up unannounced. She better not stir trouble, Alden.”

The conversation sparked curiosity across the table. Eleanor raised an eyebrow and leaned towards Alden. “And what brings her here now, Father? Did she mention anything in her letter?”

Alden nodded as his expression softened. “She is a renowned healer and is coming to check on Father’s condition. It was difficult to get her to agree, but she finally agreed.”

Regina’s face brightened at the mention of Alice. “It’s been so long since we have met Alice. I wonder how much she has changed. She used to be such lively and charming girl.”

Julian leaned back in his chair, swirling the wine in his glass as he pondered. Alice, huh? A vague image of a woman surfaced in his mind. Father’s friend… they were really close, like siblings, he recalled.

His lips curved into a faint smile as his thoughts wandered. A healer, you say? This might be more interesting than I thought.

The conversation continued, with Gregoria complaining about Alice’s stubbornness and Alden reminiscing about her youthful antics.

As the dinner neared its conclusion, Regina’s gaze shifted to Julian, What are you planning, Julian? she wondered.

Her hand tightened slightly around her glass. I will find out. No matter what it takes.