I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM - Chapter 296

Chapter 296: Sudden change of event
After some time, Julian and Eleanor made their way to the grand dining hall for breakfast. The room was filled with the aroma of mouthwatering dishes.

As they approached the table, Julian immediately noticed the familiar figures of his family seated together, engaged in light conversation.

His eyes swept across the table and locked onto a striking figure beside Regina. His heartbeat quickened.

Aunty Alice, he thought instantly recognizing her.

Her beauty rivaled even that of his mother, Regina, with the same serene grace and captivating presence.

However, unlike the more formal attire of other female nobles, she wore a stunning kimono.

It was a beautiful blend of green and blue, which symbolized her status as a healer.

She had long, flowing black hair and mesmerizing green eyes that carried both kindness and strength.

Despite her composed grace, the fabric of her kimono struggled to contain her big, mature breasts. It only added to her allure and charm.

As Julian and Eleanor approached, all eyes turned toward them. The soft murmur of conversation stopped, and it was Alden who broke the silence first.

“Julian, you are back,” he said with a nod, his eyes lighting up.

Julian bowed respectfully. “Yes, Father. I hope you have been well.”

Alden nodded in acknowledgment, smile forming on his face.

Julian then turned his attention to Regina. “Mother, I hope you have been well too.”

Regina nodded as well, but she could not hide the blush that appeared on her face.

Finally, Julian’s gaze settled on Alice. He offered a charming smile. “Aunty Alice, you have arrived.”

Alice’s eyes softened, a gentle smile curving her lips. “Julian, it is good to see you.” Her voice was smooth, and it carried a hint of affection.

“You have grown so much since I last saw you. And from what I hear, you have been quite busy.”

Julian chuckled softly. “You can say that,” he replied confidently.

“I have been exploring here and there, seeing what the world has to offer.”

Alice laughed, “Ah, the adventurous spirit of youth. It reminds me of our own adventure.”

She turned her gaze to Alden, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Do you remember how we used to sneak out of the castle to explore the duchy? Those were the days.”

Alden, who rarely opened himself, let out a loud laugh, “Oh, I remember it well. Especially when Father caught us and hung me upside down in the garden for half a day. That was quite the lesson.”

Laughter erupted around the table, filling the grand dining hall with warmth. The memories shared by Alden and Alice painted a vivid picture of the strong bonds between them.

As the laughter subsided, Alice turned toward Regina with genuine admiration.

“Regina, you are truly fortunate. To have given birth to such a powerful son, it’s no small feat.”

Regina smiled and simply nodded in response. She had secrets that only she knew, and she would take them to her grave.

Julian and Eleanor settled into their seats, and he turned his attention to Alice with a curious smile. “Aunty, how’s Grandfather doing?” he asked.

Alice nodded reassuringly. “He’s recovering well,” she said. “He pushed his cultivation too far and faced a backlash, but with time and rest, he will heal naturally.”

Julian’s eyes flicked toward Gregoria. “Thank the heavens for that,” he said with a teasing smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Gregoria shifted slightly in her chair, her challenge with Julian flashing in her mind. She looked away from him but could still feel the weight of his gaze.

With that, the breakfast continued, and they all began feasting on the delicacies laid before them. After some light conversation, the breakfast finished, and the family dispersed, each returning to their respective tasks.

Julian stepped out into the garden. The scent of blooming flowers and the soft rustling of leaves greeted him as he walked through the peaceful atmosphere.

He took a deep breath and found a spot beneath a tall tree with red fruits hanging from its branches. He sat down and leaned against the trunk. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the mana around him.

The mana got sucked into his body, nourishing and easing his fatigue.

As he concentrated further, the familiar sensation washed over him, and the garden around him transformed into swirling pixels.

Julian’s breathing slowed as he adjusted to the sight before him. Let’s try unraveling more of this mystery, he thought to himself.

He focused harder, concentrating on the overwhelming numbers of pixels that represented seven different elements. Slowly, he directed his attention, trying to isolate a single element.

After a moment, he narrowed his awareness until only the lightning element remained.

The sight that greeted him was the same as before. The purple pixels of the lighting elements were tightly packed in a web-like pattern, with some small gaps between them.

He shifted his focus further, attempting to isolate a single pixel.

As time passed on, Julian’s mind raced with different strategies, yet no matter how intensely he concentrated, the single pixel refused to come into focus.

It was as if it mocked him, remaining just out of reach.

The strain on his mind grew unbearable, a sharp pain rushing through his body as he tried to zoom in further.

Just as he was on the verge of giving up, a deafening roar echoed in his mind—a sound like a drumbeat. His heart raced, and his entire body tensed in fear.

With a jolt, he snapped out of the trance. His body was drenched in sweat, and blood dripped freely from his eyes and nose.

“What was that?” he muttered in confusion, wiping the blood away.

Despite the pain, something in him refused to let go of the connection he had made with the pixels. He steadied himself, taking another deep breath, and focused once more.

This time, he listened closely to the sound, searching for its source. It was faint at first, but as he concentrated, it became clearer. The sound was coming from the pixels themselves.

With caution, he moved toward the source of the roar. As he continued walking, something extraordinary happened—the strain on his mind began to lessen.

The sharp pain faded, and for the first time since he began his focus, he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

What is going on? he thought in surprise, continuing towards the source. It’s like a path.

As he advanced, the pixel that once seemed so distant began to close in and slowly came into focus.

Julian was now able to observe its structure. Its shape was unlike anything he had encountered before—it resembled an oval, but its form was ethereal and gaseous.

His mind raced with the implications, but before he could process everything, he reached the source of the sound.

As he glanced around, he saw a large, glowing circle. It glowed with strange golden hue and the light of it seemed too pure to exist in the world.

“This… this energy,” Julian whispered in awe.

The circle pulsed with a steady rhythm, as though it had a heartbeat of its own, and Julian could feel an intense pull from it.

However, his thoughts became even more jumbled as something even more astonishing began to unfold.

“My cultivation…” Julian gasped, the words barely leaving his lips.

He could feel his energy skyrocketing, surging faster than he had ever imagined. His cultivation had spiked from an early Arch Mage to the verge of reaching the late stage in mere moments.

He felt the power flowing through him, but his instincts told him to be cautious. “What is this energy?” he said, eyeing the glowing circle as he maintained a safe distance.

Just then, his eyes locked onto something even more remarkable. Three distinct trails of energy began to emerge from the circle, coiling through the air like serpents and making their way towards the isolated pixel.

His breath caught in his throat as he immediately recognized the colors of the energies: one glowing a fierce red, another shining bright gold, and the last dark blue, almost black.

“Creation… Preservation… Destruction,” Julian whispered, the realization sending shivers through him. His pulse quickened as he pieced it together.

He cautiously followed the trails of energy, maintaining a safe distance.

But then, without warning, everything changed.

A blinding flash of white light enveloped him, far brighter and more intense than anything he had ever encountered. (Even more than the one he saw in his dream)

He instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, but the light consumed him completely, and for a brief moment, Julian lost all sense of time and space.

When his vision finally cleared, it was as though he had been pushed into a completely different world.

Time had ceased to exist.

His body remained motionless, frozen in place. His heart, once beating rapidly, had come to a complete halt. His breath, which had been shallow from the intense concentration, was gone.

He could feel the very essence of life within him stripped away, yet somehow, he was still alive.