I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM - Chapter 251

Chapter 251: Meeting Raphaeal again
Julian teleported back to the main castle, resting himself comfortably on the throne. He raised a hand and called out, “Harem Manifestation.”

A golden light swirled around the throne room, and one by one, familiar figures began to materialize. First, Eleanor, with her striking presence and confident gaze, appeared. Next came Lisa, and finally, Isabel manifested.

Julian looked at each of them. “Welcome, my dear wives.” he said.

Lisa smiled warmly. She leaned slightly forward and asked, “Julian, did you miss us?”

Before Julian could reply, Eleanor crossed her arms and smirked. “Oh, come on, Lisa. You think he could ever stop thinking about us?”

Isabel, with her usual grace and charm, gently stepped forward and said with a playful tone, “Let’s not keep guessing. We are here now. Tell us, Julian, what exciting plans do you have in mind?”

Julian leaned back on the throne and laughed softly. “Nothing special. You are all pregnant, and I just wanted to check in and see how you are feeling.”

Lisa tilted her head thoughtfully. “Well, I don’t feel much different. Just… normal.”

Isabel nodded in agreement. “Yes, me too. No changes that I can notice.”

Eleanor, a bit more curious than others, said, “I do feel some movement, but it’s not overwhelming. Nothing I can’t handle.”

Lisa then asked curiously, “Could it be because we are connected to this world now?”

Julian nodded with a satisfied smile. “Yes. You will feel no pain and have no side effects. And since your pregnancy period is halved, you might not even notice the swelling of your stomach.”

Eleanor cupped her stomach. “Well,” she teased with a playful grin, “you can see that I have grown fat. My sexy, hot, curvy body—it’s something I miss.”

Lisa smirked as she nudged Eleanor with her elbow, “Oh, don’t joke, Eleanor. You’re still pretty and curvy, and look—Julian can’t take his eyes off you.” She pointed at Julian, “He is already eating you in his mind.”

Julian laughed, his gaze flicking between Lisa and Eleanor, enjoying the playful banter among them.

“Ah, you know me too well, Lisa,” he said with a wink. “And, Eleanor, no matter how things change, you still manage to keep that fiery charm. And trust me, every curve only adds to your allure.”

Eleanor smirked, her confidence radiating. “Well, as long as Julian enjoys the view, I’m more than happy to keep him entertained.”

Julian leaned back on his throne with a thoughtful expression crossing his face.

“It’s been ages since I have heard from Julia,” he murmured, his gaze shifting toward Isabel. “Julia isn’t the type to stay silent for so long.”

Isabel nodded. “Exactly. We used to talk regularly, even if it was just small updates. But now, nothing. It’s as if she has cut herself off completely. I have sent messages, but there’s been no reply.”

Lisa’s playful tone turned serious. “Do you think something has happened to her? She could be in trouble.”

Julian gave a reassuring smile. “I’ll look into it. Don’t worry.”

Soon, the conversation shifted to lighter topics as they spent some more time together. After a while, the manifestations of his wives faded, each returning to their respective duties.

Julian stood, stretching lazily before teleporting back to his room. The familiar surroundings greeted him as he glanced out the window at the serene night.

The silence of the night soon soothed him into a deep sleep. As the first light of dawn passed through his window, he woke up feeling refreshed and ready for the day ahead.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“My lord, it’s time for breakfast,” Emma called from the other side. “Everyone is waiting for you.”

Julian stretched and smiled faintly. “Yes, Emma. Go on without me, I’ll join you shortly.”

With that, he freshened up and slowly made his way to the breakfast hall. He greeted everyone with a warm smile before taking his seat.

His eyes naturally found Regina, who sat gracefully at the table. She blushed the moment their gazes met and quickly turned her attention to the soup she was sipping.

“You are so cute, mother,” Julian thought to himself, hiding his inner laughter as he picked up his utensils, ready to start the meal.

Alden’s keen eyes studied Julian, “You look stronger than before. Did you have a breakthrough?” he asked, his tone carrying a mix of curiosity and concern.

The room fell silent as everyone turned their eyes toward Julian, their expressions a blend of awe and appreciation.

If Julian had truly achieved another breakthrough, it could mean he had reached the Arch Mage realm, a feat unheard of for someone under 20.

Julian, sensing the tension, chuckled lightly. “No, Father. I just advanced in the minor realm of Sovereign.”

Regina sat quietly, hiding a knowing smile. He’s lying, she thought, recalling the unmistakable Arch Mage aura she had felt while they were… together.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper red as the memory replayed in her mind, and she quickly focused on her plate to conceal her embarrassment.

Just then, Eliot, ever the enthusiastic one, joined in “But how does he keep cultivating so fast? It hasn’t even been two years, and he’s already… well close to an Arch Mage!”

The family members exchanged glances but remained silent. They nodded subtly, acknowledging the question but refraining from commenting.

They all knew Julian harbored secrets but also understood that some things were best left unspoken.

Julian leaned back in his chair, his tone playful yet confident. “Eliot, life is unfair, you see. It blesses some people and curses others. I just happen to be one of the lucky few it decided to bless.”

Eliot pouted, mumbling something under her breath, crossing her arms. “Hmph, typical Julian answer,” she muttered, earning a few chuckles around the table.

“But it really is unfair how life can hold such biases,” she added, her tone laced with frustration.

Julian’s expression shifted slightly, his gaze turning serious. “Just like us, Eliot,” he replied. “We all hold biases, consciously or not. Life is no different, it merely reflects the truths we carry within ourselves.”

His words hung in the air, leaving the table quiet as everyone pondered the deeper meaning behind them.

After some time, the conversation flowed naturally again, and the breakfast continued. Once it concluded, Julian excused himself and made his way to the garden.

The cool breeze and the vibrant colors of blooming flowers surrounded him, yet his thoughts drifted elsewhere.

The image of Rose flashed in his mind, her warm smile and determined eyes lingering in his memories. He leaned against a tree, sighing softly.

I really haven’t caught up with her, he thought, his chest tightening slightly. Is she handling her county well?

Julian took a deep breath and the air around him charged with lightning energy. Well, I don’t have anything to do. Might as well visit Raphael, he decided.

He raised his hand, “Lightning Manifestation.”

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and dark clouds gathered swiftly above him, crackling with raw energy. A powerful lightning shot down, striking Julian’s body, and in an instant, his figure disappeared.

In one of the dense forests under Rose’s county, a similar sight unfolded. The ground trembled slightly under the force, and Julian’s figure materialized amidst the destruction.

With a grin, he looked around and said, “Wow, that was so cool.”

He glanced down at his tattered clothes. “Well, it’s surprising that it didn’t tear completely,” he laughed.

Suddenly, a rustle of leaves stirred in the distance, and a familiar figure emerged through shadow. It was Raphael, his eyes widening in shock as he spotted Julian.

“My lord? What are you doing here?” Raphael stammered, his brow furrowing.

Julian flashed a casual smile. “Oh Raphael, I just came to meet you.”

Raphael glanced at Julian’s torn clothes and disheveled appearance, his gaze filled with concern. “Meet me? Like this? You look like your opps were out to get your neck.”

Julian blinked in confusion, a hint of curiosity flickering in his eyes. “Opp? What is that?”

Raphael let out a soft laugh, “Oh, sorry, my lord. I meant enemies. I must’ve picked up some slang after spending too much time with the bandits.”

Julian laughed along. “Well, it looks like I’ll have to get used to bandit slang too. Let’s talk, but first get me some new clothes,” he said.

Raphael handed Julian a simple shirt and pant. Julian quickly changed and stretched his arms before turning to face Raphael once more.

“Long time no see, Raphael. How have you been?”

Raphael bowed his head respectfully before answering, “I’m fine, my lord. But you look stronger than before.”

Julian replied with a confident grin, “Ah, I’ve been diligently training. It’s the result of hard work.”

Raphael chuckled, his eyes twinkling with curiosity as he leaned in closer. “Come on, my lord, how many women have you managed to… you know, conquer?”

Julian laughed at the blunt question, a spark of mischief flicking in his eyes. “Few, if I have to say. Let’s just say I’ve had my fair share of fun.”