I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

Hearing Joan Michelle's proud words, Dean Bruce couldn't help but have a thought.

Perhaps he could stay here for a few days to read and collect more theoretical books to prepare for his journey to Saint Laurent Academy.

Dean Bruce wasn't foolish; he fully understood the benefits of being in a larger city.

Such a place would have more resources and people, providing him with the opportunity to rise more quickly and become stronger.

As for the reason for staying here to read?

Given his status, there was no need to concoct any elaborate excuse. He could simply state that he wished to delve deeper into magical theory to research more advanced magic, and Joan Michelle would surely welcome him with open arms.

Lost in thought, Dean Bruce followed Joan Michelle into the bath. Without needing any instructions, Joan Michelle began to form seals with her hands, casting her magic.

Hummm—

Soft blue water elements gathered, quickly transforming into clear streams that washed over Dean Bruce, rinsing away the sweat from his body.

Joan Michelle, using her modest but supple breasts, continued to rub against Dean Bruce, sending waves of pleasure through him. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully relax and enjoy the soothing sensations.

After a while, Joan Michelle leaned closer, a playful smile on her lips as she asked, "Teacher, is this to your liking?"

Dean Bruce nodded slightly.

Joan Michelle then whispered into his ear, her breath warm, "So, Teacher, do you have any other magic that you can teach me?"

"Of course," Dean Bruce replied, his hand moving to grasp her breast. He spoke calmly, "As I've told you before, as long as you can master The Compassion of Heaven and Earth, there's no need for underhanded tactics. I will teach you new magic."

Understanding the underlying message in Dean Bruce's words, Joan Michelle's expression changed, and she quickly responded, "Teacher, I swear, I have no ulterior motives. I just genuinely want to learn more magic!"

"That's good to hear," Dean Bruce said, not really concerned. As long as his disciples and students remained loyal and did not cross him, he could tolerate a few minor schemes.

After all, he was the one benefiting in the end.

Pausing for a moment, Dean Bruce opened his eyes and asked, "So, what type of magic do you want to learn for this second spell?"

Hearing this, Joan Michelle hesitated.

The Compassion of Heaven and Earth already had impressive defensive and supportive effects. Would learning another spell of the same type be redundant?

Dean Bruce didn't rush her, calmly enjoying himself as he toyed with Joan Michelle's breasts, eyes closed as he relaxed.

At that moment, a crisp notification sound from the system suddenly rang out.

"Ding!"

"System Notification: Congratulations to the host for successfully guiding Nicholas William in mastering the high-level spell—The Interrogation of the Soul! The host has been rewarded with a tenfold comprehension and power boost for The Interrogation of the Soul! Reward: 70 Supreme Mage Points!"

"System Notification: The Interrogation of the Soul has been classified as a Tier-6 spell, and the learner shows great potential, with a chance to evolve it into a forbidden spell. The host has received a special reward of 300 Supreme Mage Points and one random scroll for an Ultra-High-Level spell!"

"..."

The sudden appearance of these notifications shocked Dean Bruce so much that he nearly lost control of his emotions.

What was going on?

Nicholas William hadn't shown any sign of comprehension before, and now, out of nowhere, he had mastered a high-level spell?

Not only that, but there was even a chance he could evolve the spell into a forbidden spell!

[Is this what it's like to be the protagonist? Dean Bruce marveled. No comprehension needed, just one moment of enlightenment, and everything falls into place! And with such a high ceiling!] Despite the surprise, Dean Bruce quickly felt a surge of joy.

He had mastered another high-level spell, now with ten times the comprehension and power!

Even though his current level was still low and his mana wasn't particularly high, there was no doubt that an ordinary mage with several hundred or even a thousand mana points wouldn't stand a chance against him.

After all, he had The Compassion of Heaven and Earth for defense and The Interrogation of the Soul for offense. He had no weaknesses in either attack or defense, and both spells even offered control capabilities!

Dean Bruce calmed his thoughts, lying still in the flowing water, as he absorbed the system's insights into the The Interrogation of the Soul spell.

As for the rewards?

He could check those later, once he had fully grasped the spell. They were his already—no need to rush.

After a while, Dean Bruce completely digested the insights, and a strange feeling crept over him.

He had only casually pulled a line from The Divine Comedy, and yet Nicholas William had managed to draw so much from it!

Now, the question was: should he teach The Interrogation of the Soul to Joan Michelle?

As he pondered, Dean Bruce mentally activated his status panel to review his previous rewards.

With the accumulated rewards, his Supreme Mage Points had now reached 440. However, he still wasn't sure what they could be used for.

According to the system's initial description, a new function would unlock once he had enough points. For now, he needed to save them—no experimenting, in case he wasted any.

Supreme Mage Points were hard to come by.

If not for Nicholas William's special reward, he would have only 140 points right now.

Besides the Supreme Mage Points, there was also the reward of the Ultra-High-Level Magic Random Scroll.

Without hesitation, Dean Bruce chose to use it. The familiar crisp chime sounded once again.

"Ding!"

"System Notification: Congratulations to the host for successfully using the Ultra-High-Level Magic Random Scroll. You have obtained Howling Storm of Agony—an Ultra-High-Level Magic Scroll X1!"

[Howling Storm of Agony—Ultra-High-Level Magic Scroll]

[Once torn open, this scroll will unleash the Howling Storm of Agony spell, causing the area within 300 yards of the caster to be filled with wailing sound waves. These waves will inflict severe mental trauma on all enemies, with the potential for instant death in severe cases. The effect lasts for 300 seconds.]

Seeing the detailed description, Dean Bruce's pupils contracted sharply.

A 300-yard radius, a massive area of effect, psychic attacks, significant damage, and a duration of 300 seconds—this would have been one of the most powerful ultimate moves in any game in his previous life!

[And this is only an Ultra-High-Level spell? What on earth could a Forbidden spell be like?]

Dean Bruce blinked, his heart filled with anticipation. He then shifted his gaze back to Joan Michelle.

Originally, he had considered teaching her The Interrogation of the Soul, but now he was reconsidering.

Joan Michelle had exceptional talent, and Dean Bruce couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.

He needed to keep her on track, guiding her to master another high-level spell so he could continue to earn rewards from the system. These rewards would be crucial for him to enhance his power and prepare for his future at Saint Laurent Advanced Academy.

At that moment, Joan Michelle finally made her decision. With a serious tone, she said, "I'm not the type of mage who engages in direct combat, but I still need a way to counterattack. Teacher, do you have any spells that focus on defense and counterattacks?"

"A spell focused on defense and counterattacks?" Dean Bruce didn't refuse. He said softly, "Let me think for a moment."

Joan Michelle nodded earnestly, not daring to disturb his thoughts.

After a long pause, just as Joan Michelle was beginning to feel drowsy, Dean Bruce finally remembered a particularly classic line. He couldn't help but slap his own forehead.

How could I forget such a classic line? I used to brag in my short videos about knowing everything from astronomy to geography, and now I nearly missed something so obvious!

Hearing the sound of Dean Bruce smacking his head, Joan Michelle was immediately startled awake. She quickly shook her head and asked in surprise, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Dean Bruce replied with a slight smile. "The spell I'm about to teach you is indeed a high-level spell, but it holds infinite potential. If you can fully grasp its essence, advancing it to a forbidden spell isn't out of the question."

With the recent reward he received from Nicholas William, Dean Bruce decided to push Joan Michelle a bit. If she could trigger a similar reward, it would be a huge gain.

Even if it didn't happen, it was worth a try—it was just a single sentence, after all.

Whether the reward would come through or not, Joan Michelle's reaction was immediate. She was so thrilled by his words that she started trembling with excitement.

In her understanding, forbidden spells were the stuff of legends, wielded only by gods or the heroes who had saved the world.

Overwhelmed with excitement and disbelief, Joan Michelle nervously asked, "Teacher, are you serious?"