The Witch Hunter System
chapter-11

Two years ago, Lord Manfred would have never thought he would run into another who shared the same look like him—the look of disgust when seeing a woman-dominant society.

In the old era, before the Realm of Gehenna descended and changed the world, bringing death and desolation amidst the emergence of mana three hundred years ago, something like a female-dominant society would have never existed.

Nowadays, there were few men in the seven witch kingdoms that still believed in the traditions of the old era.

It was stranger that such a look would appear on a 16-year-old orphan in the slums, where each day was a fierce battle of survival as slum dwellers competed for leftover food and pity donations.

An orphan like Vaan would not have survived in the slums for so long if he had not already learned the means of survival.

And yet, such a person was clueless when he found him.

Although Lord Manfred did not believe in reincarnation, he could not find a better explanation for this paradox.

Nevertheless, Lord Manfred did not care whether Vaan was a Reincarnator or not. What he truly valued was his mindset as someone who is used to a male-dominant society.

'I'm not sure what Vaan learned in the academy, but he seemed to have found the means to become stronger… I didn't sense any aura on his body, but the vibe he gave me was that of a Rank-1 Aura Warrior…' Lord Manfred mused.

His intuition shouldn't be wrong.

'If he can continue to grow and reach the same level as a Rank-2 Aura Master, I should introduce him into our circle…' Lord Manfred tapped his finger on the table repeatedly in thought.

He once gave up on this idea when Vaan showed no potential to become stronger due to his unique physique.

But now that Vaan showed the potential, things would naturally change.

'For now, I will continue to watch him,' Lord Manfred decided.

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After stepping outside Lord Manfred's room, Vaan's calmness faded as he slowly clenched his fist with a determined look.

'To become an Abomination is to become an outcast, accepted by neither humans nor demons, and hunted on sight by both races… If the Wyvern-class Abomination continues to head north towards the Ashfallen Forest, it's going to be killed.'

Although Vaan wasn't sure what he could accomplish, he had to chase after the Wyvern-class Abomination.

He could not leave Eniwse to suffer such a tragic fate.

Even so, he knew that leaving the city as he is was tantamount to suicide. Therefore, he had to complete his preparations quickly before he could leave.

Vaan steadied his breathing and emotion before heading down to the lower floors. As soon as he arrived in front of room no.7 on the third floor, he pushed open the doors immediately.

A pinkish atmosphere immediately painted the room as Grissel waited for him on the bed in a revealing and stimulating nightgown.

"You've arrived sooner than I thought," Grissel smiled seductively.

"A gentleman knows better than to keep a lady waiting," Vaan replied casually as he closed the door on his way in.

"A gentleman, huh? Hehe, if you say so," Grissel chuckled and said with an alluring smile before lifting one of her smooth legs over the other and inviting him.

However, Vaan did not approach her immediately.

He swept the room with his gaze before he quickly noticed it was a new room, neat and clean, without any strange smell or any other men besides him in the room.

"It seems you didn't play around while you were waiting for me," Vaan stated.

Instead of approaching Grissel, Vaan pulled out a chair from under the table and sat down before looking back at her provokingly.

Grissel immediately narrowed her eyes.

Shortly after, she got up from the bed and walked over to Vaan before she saddled herself on his lap and began undressing him from the top.

"For a so-called gentleman, you sure have an attitude, hm? Making me come to you…" Grissel pursed her lips before saying, "Did you think I would just find any man after you gave me a taste of your technique?"

Suddenly, Grissel pulled Vaan's head closer until their met face-to-face directly before she added, "After making me wait on you, don't expect to leave this room in one piece if you fail to satisfy me."

Vaan immediately smirked at her words.

He snuck his arms under her legs and lifted her entire body off his lap before carrying her back to the bed.

"You don't have to worry about that. I might not be confident in many things, but my pleasure skills are definitely one of them," Vaan assured cooly before stating, "I'll have you begging me to stop within three rounds."

"Three rounds? Don't be ridiculous. Who do you think I—Ahnnn~!"

No matter how good Vaan's pleasure skills were, Grissel did not believe he could finish her in three rounds. If she wanted, she could last the entire night!

However, Vaan suddenly attacked the erogenous zones on Grissel's back and sent an electrifying yet pleasant sensation rushing throughout her body, causing her to let out a sudden cry of euphoria.

"W-wait, don't start so suddenly! I was not ready for—Mmmm~!"

Grissel's body quivered in pleasure as Vaan continued to attack different erogenous zones on her body with his nimble hands, sending waves after waves of blissful sensation, bringing her body into a relaxed state as her pores opened up.

In that instance, the mana in the surroundings automatically rushed into her body, enriching her experience and pleasure.

Grissel's breathing quickly became haggard, and a sense of weakness spread throughout her body as she felt an unprecedented level of comfort.

Vaan's pleasure skill was far too different from what she was used to. He was on a whole different level compared to the other men at the brothel.

For her body to be brought to such a state with just a few touches, just thinking about what followed had her body trembling with anticipation and concern.

"Don't fall asleep yet. We're just getting started," Vaan calmly stated as he undressed the rest of his clothes.