Chapter 11 Ancient Script
Hestia turned to her friends and saw the same incredulous looks in their eyes. Similar to her, they too were having a hard time overlapping the two descriptions of the same woman. Hestia wanted to continue asking Aron about his relationship with Mrs. Yana but Julia changed the topic before she could do that.
"Okay, so Aron, can you tell your purpose of coming here?" The boy nodded and hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Actually, Ms. Julia this is the reason I borrowed the book from you." Saying that he unfolded the paper and placed it on the table. Hestia was the first one to get a proper look at the symbols on the paper.
"Hmm?" Her expression changed from apathetic to interested in a matter of seconds. Aron wasn't foolish enough to write down the complete spell on the paper. He can't risk that. Although he had no idea about the value of the grimoire, he can't be careless about it. So he copied the symbols but in random order.
Watching Hestia's countenance change, the other two girls were intrigued. Getting off the bed, they sat beside the table to analyze the strange symbols on the paper. No one spoke for the next 5 minutes when Hestia tore her gaze away from the paper to glance at Hera. "Hera, I am unsure about it. But you know what it is right?"
Observing the quiet beauty nod without even looking at her, she knew her suspicion was right. Julia too had managed to discern a few things. "Don't tell me it's the ancient incantations?" The blonde watched the other two girls give a light nod and all hairs on her body stood at the end. She took a last look at the elegant face of the boy before once again dropping her head down to check the symbols.
10 more minutes passed and Aron was thanking his stars that at the end moment he had decided to change the sequence of the symbols. From their initial response, the book must be rather valuable. "I thought of using your book to decode these incantations but I was not able to make any progress at all. Hence, in the end, I had to come and ask for help." He had a feeling that if he didn't intervene, these ladies will keep staring at the piece of paper for the whole night.
His voice shook each one of them from their tranced states. Hestia practically jumped into his lap. "Oi... Aron, you need to tell us, where did you find these symbols." The boy was ready to answer but Julia cut in with a rigid voice. "Hestia!!" The spectacled girl wanted to protest but looking back at her friend's stern eyes, she pouted her lips and fell back on the sofa.
It was a taboo subject in mage society to ask someone about the secrets to their magic. Sure Aron was just a slave as of yet but they can't forget that there have been many people from the slaves who had gone on to become very successful mages in their lives.
"Hmm? I don't mind telling it." Aron's words stunned all three girls as he continued. "It's passed down to me by my parents. They made me remember some of these symbols before they disappeared." He had naturally prepared for such a scenario. They can go and look for his parents all they want. Also, this will help alleviate his importance in these girls' eyes since they will never know how many symbols he had in his memory. Like this, they might be more tempted to help him out.
As the boy didn't mind it, Hestia made faces at Julia before engaging him in small talk related to his parents. But disappointingly all the tracks she dug, lead to nowhere. All they had was this boy who seemed to have memorized these symbols.
Julia took over, once their discussion ended. "Listen Aron, never tell anyone about this. You should not have told us about it either, but since you didn't know the value of this knowledge, it is understandable." Aron immediately nodded in agreement.
"But can any of you explain what ate these?" Julia sighed and turned to Hera. "Why don't you explain it Hera?" The girl glanced at the handsome visage of the boy before bowing her head back, leaving Aron befuddled. Was she like this with everyone?
"Haha.. please don't mind our friend here. You see whenever lands her eyes on a beautiful boy, it leaves her captivated.. aiii.. aiiii.. aiiiiooo... I was just kidding Hera.. aii...!!" Hestia began to struggle all around the sofa as the quiet girl had resorted to pinching her thighs to show her protest.
"You are always bullying me... We aren't talking anymore." Hera chose to move behind Julia after leaving the green-haired girl spasming after her assault. Julia had to chime in. "Can guys at least rein on your shenanigans for the time we have a guest?"
The other two settled back to their places and Hera began her explanation. "This is the ancient script of mana incantation. It's more commonly called the language of gods, due to its overwhelming superiority over our current incantations. In simple words, you can say, if you cast the same spells with these two different types of incantations then the one cast out with the language of gods can result in a many times powerful spell."
"Though they consequently require much more mana to activate but in return, the enormous boost it gives to your spell, makes it totally worth it." Hestia chimed in with what she knew about the topic. Hera didn't disagree with the girl, continuing ahead. "But unfortunately, the spells that can be cast with the language of gods are all lost in this era. All we are left with are a few scriptures here and there that can help us to understand them."
"So you are saying we can understand this language but there are no spells left that can take an advantage of it?" Aron watched Hera nod before extending his question. "But if we can understand the language, can't we devise a spell out of it? I am sure there will be many grandmaster-level mages in our country who can do that."
Hera shook her head in response. "It's not that simple. Firstly, we don't understand the language completely. Rather what we do is to decode what's already written. Secondly, creating magic spells from the ancient language is many times difficult than creating it with our current refined language."
Aron seems to have learned many things today and he was satisfied with his choice to bring these symbols here. "So you are saying no one in the world is left with the ancient spells?" He knew it can't be true since he had the book of spells with him.
"No. How can that be? Everyone knows that there are mages in this world with access to ancient spells but they never let it out, except in dire situations. I am sure principal Madelyn will have access to a few spells like this and so will the royal family. I can't tell about others." Hera gave her judgment.
"Ohh.. then is there any way I can discern what these symbols mean?" Aron checked with the girls. Only now Julia got to know why the boy was so stuck up on learning to cast the spells, instead of cultivation. Since he had lost his parents at such young age, this must be very important to him.
"We can. But I am not sure if will be allowed entry." Hestia said with an incredulous expression. Hera explained it further for the boy. "There are a few books about this ancient language in the library for sure. But it's located in the faculty section. We students are not allowed in that section."
Aron's expression fell. His task had just become infinitely difficult now. Julia saw the boy's depressed face before replying. "Come to my place in the morning once. We will make a visit to the library. Who knows, granny might allow us entry if we are sincere enough." Inspite of the other two girls not being too enthusiastic about the suggestion, it was a welcome development for Aron.
He happily nodded and got up. "Then I will visit you tomorrow morning, Ms. Julia. It's late night, so I won't disturb you any further." He collected his sheet of paper and putting it back in his pocket, gave a bow in their direction before taking his leave.
Once the girls heard the door shut, Hestia broke the silence in the room. "What's the use of giving him false hope? Have you seen a single student that is allowed entry to the faculty section?"
Julia shook her head before returning to her book. "I know. But that doesn't mean we should just give up." Hestia and Hera too, returned to their books, when Hera proposed. "Can we do some project on the ancient language for our final project, this year? You know, it will offset all the losses we incurred in our previous debacle."
She definitely captured the attention of the other two ladies but their zeal instantly died down. "Please Hera. We can't afford any more of Mrs. Yana's wrath. How about we first focus on this project and then we will think about it?" Julia shot down her proposal but Hera had her mind stuck on this particular topic.
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"Mhhh.. do you like it, master?" Aron found himself in the dream once again. This time, the Mrs. Yana of his dream had gone even wilder. She had forced 'Aron' on his knees and was astonishingly licking on his anus. Every time she will swipe her soft appendage over his wrinkled hole, a current will pass through his spine. Can this still be called sex?
"Mhhh.. mhhh.. yes.. right there.. lick it, bitch... Ahhh..mhhh.." Aron can only hear himself moan out loud in absolute ecstasy. But his moans were cut short when the woman behind him began forcing her long tongue deep into his asshole. Aron too can feel the pleasure that filled his mind from this strange type of sex.
But Yana didn't stop there she had grabbed hold of his shaft from behind and had begun to stroke it. Her tongue ravaged his asshole while her hands squeezed tight on his cock, not allowing him to cum just yet. The soft appendage in his anal tract was reaching the deepest parts of his bowels. Humans don't possess such a long tongue, thinking till here the boy turned around to find Yana had already transformed into the devil woman as she gave a wink and Aron was forced awake from his sleep.
** A few hours back in the slaves quarters.**
*Knock* *Knock* "Open up bitch!! Do you want me to break inside?" Kyla had just returned after having her dinner when someone banged on her door. She knew this day will come. He was the same guy Aron saved her from, a few days back. He was back for his revenge.
She looked once at her roommate. "Go and hide in the washroom and don't come out unless I tell you so." The other girl hurriedly made her way to the room and latched it from the inside. "Please be safe, Kyla." Kyla can only smile when at her advice.
The knocking had grown louder when someone opened it from inside. The man gave jeering smile as he grabbed Kyla by her hair and dragged her inside the room. Apparently, he wasn't alone this time. He had 4 more similarly aged lackeys with him tonight.
"How are you little slut?" The man shoved Kyla's face into the wall. Kyla refused to answer, ready to face the consequences. She deliberately didn't tell Aron that these guys will come to look for her. She had no escape from here. The guy pulled her skirt down to expose her butt.
"Leave me alone, bastard!!" She tried to struggle but his companions took charge and held onto her limbs. The guy pulled down his own pants and began rubbing his cock. "Of course, I will leave you. Just tell me who was the boy that kicked me in balls? I am going to kill that fucker."
"Why don't you go and eat shit!!" That was the only reply he got. The man looked visibly angered at her response. Holding onto her waist she forced his cock into her vagina. "Then let's see how long you keep your mouth shut and save your little lover's life." "Ahhhh.." Kyla screamed as the guy forced his whole length inside her all at once.