Magic Lessons [Fourth Update]

In the magnificent Egyptian palace's imperial garden, planted with all manner of exotic flowers and strange herbs, colorful butterflies danced through the air and streams babbled softly. Water from pump-controlled fountains sprayed from marble sculptures carved into various animals.

What was happening in the imperial garden now was enough to make every young noble and commoner in Egypt burn with envy.

Their dream lover, Egypt's female Pharaoh, Nitocris, stood in the center of the garden, making all sorts of gestures with both hands and chanting under her breath with great interest.

Behind her stood a man, guiding her movements.

Because he constantly had to correct the female Pharaoh's hand gestures and pronunciation, the distance between them was quite close, to the point that they were nearly pressed together.

At the same time, he placed his hands over the female Pharaoh's hands to personally correct her mistakes. Yet because of their posture, it was practically as if he were holding the female Pharaoh in his arms. Even the nearby palace maids found the sight enough to make their hearts race and their cheeks flush.

However, the female Pharaoh herself seemed not to care, or perhaps she had grown accustomed to such intimacy. She allowed the man to casually brush against her small hands, bare waist, smooth back, and other places that others would consider taking shameless advantage of, while focusing entirely on her current lesson.

"apath, uπptath!"

"No, your pronunciation is wrong. It should be apath, anteph!"

"apath, aπptath!"

"No, there are still some problems. It should be apath, anteph! Watch my tone."

"apath, anteph!"

"That time was right, but your hand gesture is wrong again. Don't make unnecessary movements, especially with your little finger."

"apath, anteph!"

"Ah... don't focus only on the surface. Feel your magic circuits and find that