Water and Fire Twins Magician

"Oh? Have you thought of it so quickly?" Gandalf asked Jacques.

"I guess so. I've considered many possibilities these days, and I've thought that if we just stay here and become local tyrants, we'll probably live a comfortable life." Jacques said seriously, "But I still can't get over this. In this body, in this world, I still have some goals I want to accomplish."

"So, what is your goal?"

Jacques did not answer directly, but said while peeling grapes: "In order to achieve my goal, I need stronger strength, the stronger the better, there is no upper limit. I am certainly stronger than my peers now, but when facing adults, such as old guys like Sharp, it is easy to suffer a loss in both strength and experience. What's more, looking at the entire Love Continent, guys of Sharp's level are not even in the mainstream, right?"

"A man of Sharp's caliber is totally unworthy of being on the stage. He can only bully others in a remote town like Marsala. Let's not talk about anything else. In my Laputa mercenary group, there are at least thousands of people who are stronger than him."

Although he was prepared, he was still a little surprised to hear Gandalf say this. There were many more powerful people in this world than he had imagined.

"So, the most urgent thing is to continue to practice and improve my strength, at least to be strong enough to protect myself." Jacques said seriously: "I hope to study in the top academy on the Love Continent and learn martial arts and magic seriously."

"Well said! This is actually what I was going to suggest to you." Gandalf said with satisfaction: "Although I always want you to join my mercenary group, you should lay a solid foundation at this stage. The real strong are certainly tempered through actual combat, but if the theoretical knowledge and basic strength are not enough, it is tantamount to forcing the growth of seedlings, and it is likely to be more harm than good."

Jacques nodded, and his favorable impression of Gandalf increased a little bit: "Then do you know anything about the Saxon Empire's martial arts and magic academy?"

"Of course, the Laputa Mercenary Group sends many of its members' children to study in various academies every year. I am very familiar with the characteristics and advantages and disadvantages of the major academies in the Saxon Empire." Gandalf said, "The capital of the empire, Lionheart City, gathers most of the excellent academies. We can go there to visit. During the journey, I can slowly introduce their characteristics to you, and it will not be too late to decide then."

"Well, let's... tentatively set off in two weeks."

"so late?"

"I can't help it. I still have some physical work to do." Jacques stretched and said, "I have to work harder. How about three a night starting from today?"

"..."

That's right, Jacques couldn't leave here without worrying about it until he had trained all the ignorant girls in the Flower Village to become his harem beauties. The Church of Light had many tricks to manipulate people's hearts, and although Jacques could see through their tricks, he didn't understand how the Church of Light could train so many men, women, young and old with different experiences and personalities to be exactly the same in their piety.

But there was no time to delve into it now. The only way Jacques could think of to protect these girls the fastest and most effectively was this temporary expedient. As for the advantage that Jacques had taken from them, it was just a necessary cost.

In addition to making them feel that their bodies were sacred and inviolable after being touched by Jacques, Jacques also added a clause based on the results of today's negotiations with Paul and Hurd:

"Lord Jacques likes to eat the grapes we grow, so we will work hard to provide Lord Jacques with the most delicious grapes. This is the best way to glorify the God of Light!"

If we let them regard grape growing as a sacred mission, the results should be guaranteed, right?

Although Jacques was accompanied by different women every night and had overly intimate contact with them in order to help them escape the control of the church, he never crossed the bottom line.

The reason was certainly not that he couldn't. Because of his mental and physical precocity, coupled with years of contact and stimulation with the opposite sex, Jacques was already physically ready, but he had not yet had the right opportunity to break the virgin spell that had lasted for two lifetimes.

Now, Jacques, with almost no effort, has a high-quality harem. As a man full of vigor and vitality, he certainly cannot be immune to the world and wants to enjoy the pleasure of being a stud and spend the essence of his youth, but he is really embarrassed.

Because he is not alone, there is an old man living in his mind who monitors his every move around the clock. Although he doesn't say a word most of the time, it doesn't mean he can't see it.

Jacques had no interest in group sex for the time being. Being watched by another man while doing something, he could not release his nature and desires no matter what. Even now, the soft jade and warm fragrance every night seemed to be shared with Gandalf, which was actually an offense to those girls.

Jacques kept repeating to himself: "I am not being dissolute, but I have no other choice. Doing this can help them break free from the control of the Church of Light and avoid the fate of being bullied." Only in this way could he control the strong primitive desire, so that even when the delicate beauty under him begged him to possess her, he could resist making further breakthroughs.

"Once I get to Lionheart City, I must find a way to get rid of this old man!" Jacques thought to himself.

But from another perspective, if there wasn't a Gandalf living in his mind, Jacques might have sunk into the gentle paradise of the Flower Village and never recovered.