Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

After eating a light dinner, Ethan went back to his room to make the final preparations.

Everyone was ready to go, but none of them had drunk the Potion that Ethan gave to them just yet.

The young man had told them that their operation would begin after half an hour, so drinking the potion now would simply waste its effects.

While everyone was waiting, Ethan was inside his room, about to make an important decision.

Although it might sound silly, he was struggling with a dilemma.

And that dilemma was choosing whom he would kiss between Nicole and Hecate.

Throughout their journey, he had used his power several times, but he hadn't recharged it with a kiss—not even once.

But since there was a possibility that he would fight against Godfrey after leaving the Airship, he needed to be in his peak condition to ensure that he would be able to face him with everything he had.

'If you want it to be less awkward, why don't you just kiss Hecate?' Sebastian commented. 'She's the Saintess of the Order of the Tidebringer, so there's nothing wrong with kissing her.'

'I'm with Team Nicole on this one,' Ethan's Other Half commented. 'Best friends for life.'

'Hecate.'

'Nicole.'

''Tsk!''

Sebastian and Ethan's Other Half, who usually agreed on the same thing, were now making things difficult for Ethan.

If the two of them agreed on who Ethan would kiss, then he would probably lean on their decision as well.

But hearing that even they were split, he felt undecided.

'Okay, use the last resort,' Sebastian commented. 'Toss a coin. Heads or tails!'

'Yes. Do it!' Ethan's Other Half nodded.

Ethan glared at the two and decided to ignore them for the time being.

He would feel bad if he used that method to decide whom he would ask to help replenish his magic reserves.

However, he also understood that the more he delayed, the more conflicted he would become.

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door, which broke him out of his daze.

"Sir Ethan, are you alright?" Hecate asked. "Nicole asked me to come because she was worried that you might be constipated or something. We can always do this mission tomorrow if you're not feeling very well."

"Hahahahaha!"

Sebastian and Ethan's Other Half burst into laughter after hearing the young lady's words.

Ethan ignored them for the second time and walked toward the door to open it.

"Come in, Hecate," Ethan said as he stepped aside to let the young lady inside his room.

Hecate nodded and entered the room without any questions.

'This is perhaps Fate,' Ethan thought as he locked the room to prevent anyone from suddenly barging in.

He then glanced at the young lady, who was looking back at him with a calm expression on her face.

He had only known Hecate for a short while, and yet, she had become part of his life, even more so after she became Joanne's best friend in the academy.

There were times when he saw Princess Ramona's visage on her, but he thought that this was only due to them having a few similarities because they were part of the same bloodline.

The only difference was that Princess Ramona was human, while Hecate was a Half-Elf.

"Hecate, you are aware of how I'm able to wield magic, right?" Ethan asked as he remained standing beside the door.

"Yes," Hecate replied. "It's recorded in the Diaries of the First Saintess. You can't produce magic on your own, so you need the power of others in order to wield it."

Ethan nodded. "That's right. In order for me to use magic, I need to kiss a Witch to absorb a fraction of their power. However, ever since my Magic Circuits have repaired themselves, my magic capacity has also increased. A single kiss will not be enough to fill it completely."

The young man didn't have this problem before because his lovers were more than happy to give him kisses to make sure that his magic reserves were always full.

But now, none of them were with him, so he was forced to make a hard choice.

"If that's what you're worried about, Sir Ethan, then I guarantee you that there is no problem," Hecate said as she placed her right hand over her chest. "I have mentioned this in the past, but the Saintess of the Order exists only to serve you.

"This is our calling, and frankly, I hope that you will acknowledge our determination when it comes to fulfilling our roles."

The young lady walked towards Ethan and gave him a hug, burying her head into his chest.

"I came here to not only help you defeat Godfrey but to fulfill my role as well," Hecate stated. "If the First Saintess was here, she would not hesitate and do the same thing I am doing right now."

After he was reminded of the Princess whom he had left behind in the past, Ethan felt an ache in his chest as he wrapped his arms around Hecate's body, holding her tight.

"Sir Ethan?" Hecate, who had just been hugged back, felt her heart beating wildly inside of her chest.

"Let me stay like this for a while," Ethan said softly, holding the Saintess close to him. "Just a little while, I promise."

"Un." Hecate nodded, doing her best to calm down her rapidly beating heart.

A few minutes later, Ethan finally took a step back and looked at Hecate, whose face was flushed as she looked back at him with expectation.

The young man then cupped her face and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Hecate subconsciously closed her eyes, and a moment later, she felt his lips press her own.

At that moment, deep inside her consciousness, the sound of something clicking reverberated inside of her mind.

As if the final puzzle had fallen into place, Hecate felt as if something inside of her had awakened.

Ethan, who was not aware of what was happening, pulled back after kissing Hecate once.

He wanted to make sure that she didn't have any apprehension about being kissed by him. Because if she did, he would stop and not force her to do it.

A moment later, Hecate opened her eyes and looked at Ethan with teary eyes.

"Finally," Hecate muttered softly before taking the initiative to wrap her arms around the young man's neck as she stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips once, twice, and thrice in quick succession.

Her soft pecks, which were filled with love and affection, made Ethan feel as if was being kissed by the Princess whom he had left behind in the Lands of Alastor.

"Kiss me, Ethan," Hecate said, looking teary-eyed. "I have been waiting for this moment since forever. Please kiss me."

Ethan, who didn't know why he felt like his heart was melting inside his chest, obeyed the young lady's words and gave her a long and sweet kiss, which made Hecate feel as if her heart was being filled up to the brim with happiness.

A single tear slid down the side of her face because her wish that was delayed by hundreds of years was finally about to come true.

Nicole, who was leaning against the doorframe outside the room, sighed softly in her heart.

She was the one who asked Hecate to kiss Ethan because she wanted to know what the Saintess of the Magdar Kingdom truly felt.

Was it curiosity?

Was it an obligation?

Was it duty?

Or was it something else entirely?

Nicole wanted to know this because Ethan was a very dear friend to her. As long as Hecate was honest with the way she felt for him, she would not hesitate to give her a light push as she had done just now.

Nicole then walked away and went back to her room.

She was certain that very soon, Ethan would call upon her so that they could start the mission that would decide their fate.