GILF Hunter - Chapter 175 Completely Different Level
Chapter 175: 175 Completely Different Level
We decided to hold a public magic demonstration in front of all the territory’s people.
My goal was, of course, pure intimidation through overwhelming power.
’And while I’m at it, I’ll show the vassals just how amazing a mage I’ve become.’
In our family, the vassals’ influence is considerable. They’re seasoned mages themselves and have helped govern the territory for decades.
Having served my father their whole lives, neither my brother nor I can match their experience.
Their reputation and trust among the people are rock-solid.
To be acknowledged as lord and to rule smoothly afterward, their cooperation is essential.
In other words, their support makes becoming lord far easier.
And the lord they want is, without question, one with outstanding magical talent.
Territory management matters, but the Mars family’s identity is magic. Raising the family’s magical prestige is the top priority.
In that sense, I—who have learned witch magic—have a massive advantage now.
Truthfully, the vassals originally supported me, the genius.
If our parents hadn’t died suddenly, and if I hadn’t been sold off as the great witch’s husband, they would’ve kept backing me.
Actually, even now most of them still quietly favor me.
They’ve simply given up because Dale already sits in the lord’s seat and they assumed I’d return to the witch lands forever.
’This demonstration will shatter that perception completely.’
Overwhelming magical talent and skill!
Those two things are enough to override every disadvantage and make them rally behind me.
If I show I actually want the lordship, the vassals will welcome me with open arms.
“…So what exactly do I need to do?”
Medea, standing beside me, asked.
Anyway, that’s why my harem girls and I came out for the magic demonstration.
Circe, Medea, Diana, and Morgan clustered around me.
We’d borrowed a large open field so we could use big spells freely.
Even though we hadn’t called them, the townspeople had already gathered in droves to watch.
Most were probably here to gawk at my women’s beauty.
Non-humans are rare, but beauties like these inevitably draw crowds.
The more spectators the better—word would spread faster and the impression would be stronger. Perfect.
“Just casually show some magic. Nothing to be nervous about.”
“Karl, if this is for your plan, don’t we need something flashy? Is this space really enough?”
Circe, standing beside me, asked. She looked a little thoughtful, but since the topic was magic she seemed relaxed.
“…It’s fine. From a human perspective anything witch magic does is amazing. Just use it lightly.”
“Mmm, got it.”
Circe nodded quietly.
We’d prepared what we thought was a pretty big stage, but to Circe it must still look tiny.
’Well, she’s the one who casually shoots massive pillars of fire.’
I still remember the fire magic Circe used to annihilate those orcs on day one.
That gorgeous yet perfectly refined spell left an unforgettable impression.
The magic she called “quick because it was an emergency” was already that insane.
If she seriously tried to show off, it would be apocalyptic.
As expected, the great witch is on another level.
“…Exactly how high is the magic level here?”
Medea, arms crossed and thinking, asked. She clearly intended to fully support my plan.
“Hmm, if someone showed half the skill I had when I first met you, they’d be considered pretty decent here. The current lord is far below even that.”
“…Definitely a low level.”
Medea answered without any excitement.
…Did she just indirectly diss me too? Probably my imagination.
After seeing real witch magic, I can understand why humans look like insects to them.
“Understood. I don’t want to waste Lady Circe’s time on some backwater show, but we can’t exactly be looked down on either.”
Medea lightly extended her palm.
Ice sprang up in front of her and rapidly spread forward.
It formed a neat waist-high barrier before stopping.
Ice magic so clean it naturally drew gasps.
“M-My god! That much ice magic with no water source!”
“And with just a simple gesture, no preparation!”
“W-Was that lady just a secretary? Even a witch secretary can use magic like that?!”
Shock and awe rippled through the crowd.
The trained vassal mages reacted even more strongly.
The better you understand something, the more you realize how incredible it is.
To real mages, the sheer impossibility was obvious.
Instantly manifesting that much mana.
Converting it into ice—one of the hardest elements to control.
I can confidently say no one in this territory except me could do it.
That’s how insane witch magic is.
“Hah! Even I can’t believe my own eyes.”
“No wonder the witch clan is called the greatest mages.”
Everyone was busy marveling at or studying Medea’s ice.
Some even pointed and shouted openly.
From a human perspective, it was that astonishing.
“…Hmph.”
Hearing the cheers, Medea’s ears twitched and she puffed out her chest a little.
“You’re totally enjoying that reaction, aren’t you?”
“What are you talking about? I feel nothing of the sort.”
“Sure, sure. It’s written all over your face.”
“…Shut up. Just because you’re good at sex doesn’t mean you know everything about a woman. That’s arrogant.”
“Yes ma’am. Sorry ma’am.”
“Hngh!”
I sneakily groped her ass where no one could see.
Medea glared at me but couldn’t say anything loud enough to be noticed.
’She just keeps getting cuter. Maybe because she’s more honest now that she knows sex.’
She denied it, but her good mood was obvious.
Medea had always been weak to praise.
She clearly didn’t hate this kind of reaction.
“Ah, I see. So this is the vibe.”
Watching Medea’s spell and the crowd’s reaction, Circe nodded as if she finally got the level.
“Then I’ll go like this…”
Circe waved her hand lightly and blue flames flickered into existence in mid-air.
Several flames floated gently around her.
“Ooh! Maintaining that many high-reactivity fire spells at once!”
One mage exclaimed, but it was still too early to be impressed.
It was already amazing, but to Circe this was the equivalent of opening a book.
With an elegant snap of her fingers—
No strain, no visible mana gathering.
She looked like she was simply humming a song.
Yet the result was anything but simple.
Whoosh—!
The flames flared brighter and took shape.
Soon they transformed into little birds that flew around Circe.
“Wow, so pretty!”
“O-Oh…”
“W-What in the world…?”
Even regular people stared in awe at the beautiful, mystical sight.
The shocked mages couldn’t even speak properly.
Circe’s magic was mysterious, elegant, and completely beyond comprehension.
Every mage here must have felt the foundations of everything they’d built over a lifetime crumbling.
’Fire magic is already notoriously hard to stabilize. Giving it a concrete animal shape? That’s just absurd.’
No one here could even guess the spell formula.
Hell, most had never imagined it was possible.
It wasn’t just realizing something theoretically possible.
With human magical knowledge, this was flat-out impossible.
Not “I know the theory but my body can’t keep up.”
It was like a human flying or turning water into wine—a miracle beyond comprehension.
“Now, fly freely, little ones.”
Circe performed that miracle without batting an eye.
She simply waved lightly and gave the command.
The flame birds began flying among the crowd.
Children laughed and pointed excitedly.
Adults vaguely sensed the grandeur and gasped.
Mages felt outright terror at the impossibility.
This was great witch magic.
The witch clan that devoted centuries solely to magical research.
And at its very peak—the world’s greatest mage.
’And also my wife.’
After releasing the flame birds, Circe looked at me and smiled brightly.
Like a child asking, “Did I do good?”
The gap between that adorable expression and the insane magic made me chuckle.
I smiled and gently patted her head.
“How’s that? Satisfied?”
“More than I expected.”
It was truly tasteful magic.
If she’d just shown raw power, people would think “witches are amazing.”
But this single spell proved an entirely different class and dimension.
’And that bastard must be pounding the ground in regret right about now.’
I casually checked Dale’s reaction.
As expected of a mage family, he understood exactly how insane it was.
His jaw hung open in shock, unable to close.
’Looks like everything’s going perfectly according to plan.’
I’d firmly seized the initiative against the lord.
The vassals would now support me even more after witnessing this overwhelming magic.
All that was left was to train that lewd-breasted, lewd-assed sister-in-law and her daughter who were currently seducing me with their bodies.
