I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Cecilia swallowed hard, brushing her hair behind her ear as she looked around. “Is this real…?”

Sylvia stared at the glowing purple sky, stunned. “He called us here?”

Ellie was the first to speak to Julian directly, her voice shaky. “Why now? After all these years?”

Julian stepped forward, his presence alone enough to silence the storm in their hearts. “Because now, I’m finally in a position to give you what you deserve. I didn’t forget any of you.”

Elvina’s lips parted slightly, caught between a gasp and a smile. “We thought… we weren’t important enough.”

Julian chuckled, reaching out. “You were all mine from the moment we shared those nights. I never discard what’s mine.”

Their cheeks flushed. A mix of guilt, joy, and lingering affection danced in their eyes.

He smiled, “Stay here. Explore this world. Get used to your castle… I’ll come to each of you tonight, and remind you exactly where you belong.”

And just like that, their hearts, once confused and distant, beat again for the man they never stopped wanting.

After they left, Julian sighed, “Managing a harem sure is tiring.”

The system chuckled in response, “Host, you should have thought about it before smashing everyone you see.”

Julian laughed, stretching out his limbs, “Yeah, you’re right. But what can I say? I can’t help myself when I see beautiful women.”

He let out a deep breath, shaking his head before deciding to move forward. “Alright, let’s continue. Now, I have someone interesting to summon.”

The space shimmered once again, and a figure materialized in front of him—Lilia, the Viscountess of Azazel.

Julian’s mind immediately wandered back to their complicated history. He still remembered the intense moments when he had driven the Azazel family into a corner, forcing them to choose love and honor or power and submission.

He had taken Lilia right in front of her husband, demonstrating how weak her love was, how the strong could bend the weak to their will.

However, despite everything, Julian had given her a choice. If she wanted to protect her family, she would have to devote herself entirely to him. She had agreed to his terms and thus, became one of his wives.

Now, as Lilia materialized before him, her eyes flickered with a mixture of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and perhaps a hint of bitterness.

She looked around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings before her eyes locked with his, and for a moment, the tension was heavy.

Lilia’s breathing quickened, memories of the past flooding back. Julian’s commanding presence, his overwhelming power—it all came rushing back.

However, she couldn’t deny the allure he held. Her heart pounded, not from fear this time, but from a complicated mixture of emotions she wasn’t sure she even wanted to face.

Julian stepped closer, his eyes assessing her, studying her reactions.

“Lilia,” he began, his voice smooth yet commanding “You’ve been through a lot since we last saw each other. But you’re here now. Are you ready to finally accept the reality of your place in my world?”

Lilia remained silent for a moment, her emotions still swirling within her. She had no choice but to face Julian once again, knowing the past would always haunt her.

But as she gazed at him, part of her still longed for the stability—a stability that only someone like him could offer.

“Julian,” she finally spoke, her voice softer than she intended, “You haven’t changed at all. Still the same arrogant, powerful man. But I’m no longer the naive woman I once was.”

She looked at him defiantly, though her gaze still betrayed a flicker of the vulnerability she kept hidden. “So, what is it you want from me now?”

Julian smirked, a dark glint in his eyes. “What I want, Lilia, is simple. You’ve already pledged yourself to me. It’s time for you to fully embrace your place.”

Lilia’s expression darkened as she considered his words. There was no escaping it.

“I… I don’t know,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Julian chuckled lightly, not even turning to look at her. “It’s up to you,” he said smoothly. “If you want, you can enjoy this entire world at my side—as my wife. Or…” He shrugged, “You can return to being a countess. Live your quiet little noble life, far from all this.”

Then, without waiting for her response, he turned away from her. His expression shifted into focus as he closed his eyes and summoned the next women.

Space shimmered.

Another figure began to form before him—and this time, a soft gasp escaped her lips the moment she appeared.

Julian’s eyes opened, a smirk curling on his lips. “Headmistress,” he said warmly, “how are you?”

The woman flinched at the sound of his voice, visibly tensing. Her refined face, always so composed in the academy, now carried a hint of nervousness as she whispered, “Juli… Master Julian… I’m fine.”

Julian stepped forward, intentionally closing the distance between them. “Good to hear,” he said, voice low and teasing. “I must say, I’m doing quite well myself.”

He turned slightly, letting his gaze sweep over the glowing skies, majestic castles, and lush surroundings of his private world.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked, tone almost playful.

The Headmistress, followed his gaze, taking in the surrounding. Her lips parted slightly as her eyes widened in awe. It took her a long moment to respond, and when she finally did, her voice was barely above a whisper.

“Yes… I do.”

Julian’s smirk deepened. He pointed towards one of the smaller castles nearby—less grand than the others, yet still surrounded by beautiful gardens and glowing lakes. “That one’s yours,” he said simply.

The Headmistress blinked, startled. “Mine?”

Julian nodded. “Yup. Go make yourself comfortable. You and I… we have a lot to talk about.”

And with that, he gave her a confident wink, already knowing she would understand exactly what kind of “talk” he meant.

The Headmistress swallowed hard, her eyes still wandering as she slowly turned toward her assigned castle. I thought he had forgotten about me… she thought, her heart pounding strangely in her chest.