I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

After few days,

Julian was sat in his desk, attending to his duties. After some brief moment, he exhaled deeply before stretching his arms and leaning back in his chair.

“Phewww… I finally completed everything,” he whispered to himself, as he stacked the last of the papers and placed them neatly in the drawers.

The life of Duke had kept him busy for days, but now, with everything sorted, he could finally relax.

He closed his eyes and smirked. “Hey, System, where are you?” he called out.

Almost instantly, the familiar voice of the System responded. “Hey.”

Julian chuckled. “You sound lazy. Did I tire you out too?”

“You have been working non-stop. Even I was starting to wonder if you would ever take a break.”

Julian laughed softly. “Well, I am done for now. So, what’s next?”

The system responded with a playful chuckle,. “Well, what do you feel like doing, host?”

Julian rubbed his head, sighing. “Hmm… I don’t know. I’ve been at this desk for days. I need to relieve my stress somehow.”

The system seemed to enjoy his discomfort. “I think you know just what you have to do, host,” it teased.

Julian opened his eyes slowly, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

“Ah, now you’re finally talking like the system I knew about,” he said with a mischievous glint in his gaze. “Go on then, tell me, what do you have in mind?”

“I’m sure you’re aware of the… options available to you,” the system continued, with almost a smug tone. “After all, you’ve earned it, haven’t you?”

Julian chuckled. “Oh, I know exactly what you’re implying.”

The system paused for just a moment before answering, “I will give you… hmm… some tasks. Let’s see if you can complete them,” it said with a hint of suspense.

Julian raised an eyebrow. “Tasks, huh? You have caught my interest. Go on, tell me what they are.”

The system’s voice took on a more serious tone. “Alright, host, I have something special for you. But be warned—this isn’t going to be easy. It’s risky, it’s challenging, and it will test your limits. Do you think you are up for it?”

Julian chuckled before standing from his chair. He rolled his shoulders, cracking his neck slightly as he smirked.

“You know me, System. Since when have I ever backed down from a challenge?”

The system chuckled. “That’s the spirit. Alright then, here are your tasks.”

***

[System Interface Activated]

New Challenge Unlocked: Bloodline Domination

Challenge 1: Matriarch’s Fall—Tame Gregoria, the most powerful woman in your family, turning your legendary grandmother into your devoted lover. Fuck her till she screams your name.

Challenge 2: NTR situation—NTR someone married in front of their husband

Challenge 3: Family fun—Fuck your mother and sister together.

Challenge 4: Family Pack— Fuck Eva, Eleanor, Regina, and Gregoria together.

BONUS Challenge 1: ADVANCED NTR— FUCK SOMEONE IN FRONT OF THEIR HUSBAND LITERALLY

BONUS Challenge 2: ADVANCED FAMILY PACK—IMPREGNATE EVERY MEMBER OF YOUR FAMILY

Rewards:

– Your personal world will be expanded to 50 times.

– Unlocks realm above Grand Mage

– Unlocks title Harem God

REWARDS FOR BONUS CHALLENGE:

– VESLA BOT AI—Has human-like intelligence and is capable of performing every administrative and controlling activity without the need to assist. Also capable of thinking like a human and is more intelligent than the majority of humans.

[Accept Challenge?] [Yes] [No]

***

Julian exhaled, his smirk widening. “System, now you’re talking.”

Julian was speechless for a moment, staring at the list of tasks that had just appeared in front of him. His eyes moved slowly over each line, taking in the sheer boldness of what the system had assigned to him.

He wasn’t easily shaken, but even he had to admit—this was on a whole different level.

He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin as he reread the tasks. After a few moments of silence, he let out a sharp exhale and shook his head.

“What the fuck, bro? You did not hold back,” he said both in disbelief and admiration.

The system chuckled, its voice carrying a familiar, playful tone. “Yes, Host. You wanted the old Kan—I mean, the old me.”

Julian smirked, crossing his arms as he leaned forward. “Damn right. And I can’t say I’m disappointed. You really went all out with this one.”

The system hummed. “I figured you were getting a little too comfortable with your recent conquests. It was time to… raise the stakes.”

Julian sat back in his chair, staring at the tasks displayed in front of him. Some of them were expected, things he had already planned to do.

But others? Even he had to admit the system had gone all out.

“….The one about my grandmother? That was something I was about to do anyway,” he said to himself.

His gaze lingered on the more audacious tasks before he took a deep breath.

“But these cuckolding ones? Now that’s bold.”

The system laughed with a mischievous sound, but it didn’t say a word.

Julian raised an eyebrow. “Oh? No comment? That’s rare,” he teased, crossing his arms as he stared at the floating task window.

He brought his hand to his chin, his smirk widening. “So, who will be the unlucky fellow to get cuckolded… literally?” he said.

“Father? Hmm… no, not yet.” His eyes glowed as another name crossed his mind. “Maybe Eva… yes. Haha, poor William.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I almost feel bad for the guy… almost.”

His amusement only grew as he imagined William’s reaction—completely helpless, and powerless, watching as his wife gets fucked by her own brother.

Julian’s gaze then fell on the task “Family Pack.” His smirk faltered for a moment as he read the details carefully.

“Impregnate everyone…?” he muttered before narrowing his eyes. “Wait—does that include Eliot? And those back in the royal palace too?”

The system, which had remained silent for a while, finally responded. “Only those that are in the Duchy.”

Julian exhaled in relief, then chuckled. “Damn, System. For a moment, I thought you fucked me up real good back there.”

He leaned back, shaking his head. “Still… that’s a lot of work. But hey, I do love a challenge.”

The system remained quiet, but if it could smirk, Julian was sure it would be doing so right now.

Julian stood up, excitement coursing through his veins. “So, Grandmother is the first one,” he murmured to himself with a wide grin.

The system responded, its tone carrying a hint of amusement. “Good luck, Host. This will be quite the challenge.”

Hours passed, and night soon fell. The grand dining hall of the Easvil estate was prepared for the evening feast. It was time for dinner, but unlike before, the meal wouldn’t begin without Julian’s presence.

When Julian arrived, the nobles and his family members were already seated, their conversations lowering as he stepped into the hall.

His gaze swept across the room, taking in the faces of those present.

Alden and Regina sat with proud smiles lighting up their faces. Meanwhile, his sisters, Eva and Eleanor, sat together, giving him a brief glance before continuing with their conversation.

At the far end of the table, Gregoria, his grandmother, sat with commanding authority.

Julian offered a polite smile. “Good evening, everyone.”

Everyone present replied, and with greetings out of the way, he walked toward his seat at the head of the table. Taking his place, he picked up his utensils and began eating, savoring each bite.

As the feast continued, Julian’s gaze locked onto Gregoria. She too met his eyes without hesitation.

There was no flinch, no sign of discomfort—only the silent confidence of a woman who had ruled for decades.

Julian smirked in fascination. He admired such defiance. Most would look away, uneasy under his hungry gaze, but Gregoria held her ground, her sharp eyes studying him just as intently.

His gaze fell lower before finally settling on her massive breasts that were barely hidden by her gown. The way it faintly rose and fell with her breathing only added to the allure.

But Gregoria remained unaffected. She seemed entirely uninterested in his lingering stare, her demeanor as calm and controlled as ever.

Her eyes stayed on his face for a moment before shifting away, focusing on the food in front of her.

Her carefree nature was almost more alluring than if she had reacted in any other way. She wasn’t offended or uncomfortable—she simply didn’t care.

Julian shifted in his seat. The game of control was shifting in her favor, and he couldn’t help but admire her strength.

He coughed softly, pulling Gregoria’s attention back toward him. Without breaking eye contact, he reached for a glass of milk and brought it to his lips.

With a smug grin, he flicked his tongue in a teasing motion, as if he were drinking from something…else.

Gregoria’s expression remained composed for a moment, but her eyes betrayed her, narrowing just slightly as she took in the vulgar meaning of his action.