I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 551: Meeting Seraphine

Everywhere he looked, life had flourished. His world hadnʼt just survived in his absence—it had evolved, become something far more complex than the simple realm he had left behind.

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Julian finally came to rest on top of a mountain that offered a clear view of the tallest peak in the entire world. His breath calmed as his gaze settled on what lied on its summit.

Multiple castles sat proudly, their towers piercing the sky above. Each structure was a masterpiece of its own right. Massive gardens surrounded the castles, filled with vibrant flowers that danced freely in the breeze.

It was as if some parts of the heavens were plucked out and planted here.

A smile played on Julianʼs lips as he observed the breathtaking scenery.

These were the castles he had assigned for his women—each one designed specifically for their tastes, their personalities, their dreams. He had made sure to teleport everyone into this world before he died by the hands of the Supreme Being of Death.

His heart began to beat faster.

Without wasting any time, Julian vanished from the mountaintop and reappeared at the base of the great mountain.

What greeted him made him pause in surprise.

A massive gate stood before him, easily hundred feet tall and twice as wide. It was forged from a metal he didnʼt recognize and the whole structure was magnificent. The craftsmanship was even more extraordinary.

But what truly caught his attention were the words carved on the top of the gate:

THRONE OF GODS

As he stood there studying the gate, he noticed movement. Creatures from the various regions he had explored earlier were approaching the gate from the different path that led to the entrance.

Each one, upon reaching the gate, stopped and bowed deeply. Some pressed their foreheads to the ground. Others placed their hands on their hearts and whispered words he couldnʼt quite hear from this distance. Then they passed through the gate and continued up the mountain path.

This place was their sanctuary. Their holy ground.

He decided not to fly. Something about this moment felt important. He decided to walk and approach as any other visitor might.

His footsteps were silent on the smooth stone path as he made his way toward the gate. The closer he got, the more he could feel the power radiating from the gate.

Runes, talisman and something else.

As he reached the threshold, a figure stepped out, blocking his path.

A woman.

Julian stopped immediately, his brow furrowing as he studied her. His heart suddenly began to race.

She was breathtaking.

Blonde hair cascaded down her back in waves, shimmering with every slight movement. Her eyes were large, expressive blue—the exact shade as his own—and they locked on him fiercely.

”Is she...?” he muttered under his breath, his heart now pounding violently.

She couldnʼt be. Could she?

The woman wore a crimson gown that hugged her figure like a second skin. The fabric was some kind of silk, embroidered with golden clouds that seemed to float and drift as if it were alive.

But it was the cut of the dress that truly commanded attention.

The neckline plunged dramatically low, revealing a tantalizing display of her cleavage. The dress seemed designed specifically to draw the eye, to captivate and hold attention with its bold sensuality.

Her body was absolutely perfect—a masterpiece of feminine form.

Medium-sized breasts strained the fabric of her gown, moving subtly with her breathing. Her body then tapered to small waist, so narrow that Julian found himself wondering if he could cover it with both hands. Then her hips flared out dramatically, wide and curved, creating that hourglass silhouette that seemed almost too perfect to be real.

A high slit ran up the left side of the gown, starting at her ankle and climbing all the way to her upper thigh. With each shift of the posture, the fabric parted to reveal a long, toned leg.

But as breathtaking as her body was, it was her face that made Julianʼs heart flutter.

She was... she resembled...

”Eleanor,” he breathed, so quietly the word was barely a whisper.

The resemblance was uncanny. The same facial features. The same perfectly shaped lips. Even the way she spoke with nobility and confidence, purely resembled Eleanor.

She was young—appearing to be in her early twenties—but carried herself with the posture of someone far older. Everything about her screamed power, beauty, and authority.

”Stop,” she commanded, her voice cutting through his thoughts like a blade. She raised one hand, stopping him from moving further. ”You are not permitted to go further.”

Her tone left no room for argument. This was clearly someone accustomed to being obeyed.

But Julian barely heard her words. His eyes continued their journey over her, drinking in every detail—from the curve of her neck to the swell of her breasts, down to that impossibly narrow waist and those wide, fertile hips.

The slit in her dress had parted again with her movement, revealing nearly the entire length of her thigh, and his gaze followed it appreciatively.

The womanʼs eyes flashed dangerously.

”You dare ogle me?” she snapped. Her cheeks flushed slightly, though whether from anger or something else was unclear. ”Have you no shame? No respect?”

Her hand dropped to her hip where a ornate sword was hanging. Her fingers didnʼt quite touch it, but she was clearly warning him.

The commotion drew attention. Several creatures who had been making their way up the path stopped and turned. Upon seeing the woman, they immediately dropped into deep bows, their foreheads nearly touching the ground.

”Lady Seraphine,” one of them murmured reverently before rising and quickly continuing up the path, clearly not wanting to interfere.

Others followed suit—bowing deeply to her before hurrying past, though Julian noticed several casting curious glances at him.

Lady Seraphine. The name echoed in his mind. It was beautiful, fitting for someone who looked like an angel in flesh.

And if his suspicions were correct... if she truly was Eleanorʼs daughter, his daughter...