Magic lessons

Eventually, we came across an alleyway in the Western District. Well, Gramps said there's this old house around here somewhere.

“Doesn’t seem like anything special to me, I wonder what’s inside,” I said offhandedly as I began to push the door open.

Inside, I saw a dark chamber filled with water. Despite being a house on the outside, the inside looked like a dark cavern with a small island floating in the distance. I could see a small house perched on the island.

"I guess that's where go gotta go," I said.

Fortunately, a path of stepping stones led the way to this house, making it a cinch to reach their destination.

Glaze pounded impatiently on the door with her fist. "Anyone in there? HELLO! Why don't they answer?"

I stepped inside. Naturally, the Glaze and Tank both followed suit.

"Well, well, I see You've arrived sooner than I expected!" a new voice exclaimed.

Immediately, we all turned towards the source of the voice. An old man with white hair and a long white beard stepped into the room with a large bag in one hand and a staff in another. This man, clad in long hooded robes approached the centre platform with a smile, placing his bag right next to it.

"Wha... You knew we were coming?" I asked.

"Of course!" the man chuckled, "You see, I knew from the very beginning that there would be visitors. You three especially."

"Then who are you?" I moved closer to the others, "Are you a wizard?"

With a soft chuckle, the man slammed his staff to the ground, and the room instantly lit up.

"I'd prefer the term sorcerer, but indeed, whether you call me a wizard, a magician, or something as dreadful as a 'warlock', I possess many skills in the art of magic," He paused briefly, "My name is Merlin. As you can see, I spend much of my time traveling to far off worlds, which is why I wasn't here sooner. But here I am, ready to teach you a few tricks, magic ones to be precise, as your Queen requested."

"Queen Ortensia?" Tank asked.

"Yes, indeed," Merlin said, "Glaze, Tank. And who might you be, young man?"

I struggled to formulate words.

"No way. No way!"

“I must say, in all my travels I’ve never heard a name like ‘No way’ before,” Merlin chuckled.

"You're Merlin?"

“The one and only!”

“Like, the Merlin. King Arthur Merlin.”

“I did know a boy named Arthur once. That was seven years ago, I think.”

I seemed to have lost the ability to speak suddenly.

That is, until Glaze elbowed me in the side.

"Name's Felix," I said.

"Ah. So you found the Chainsaword," Merlin said.

"What did the queen ask you to do?" Glaze asked.

"Just a moment, please. There's still so much to do and much to explain," Merlin said. Merlin opened the suitcase and placed it in front of him, readying his staff in his other hand. He slammed his staff to the floor.

Following the slam, several objects flew straight out of the bag, one after another. A table and its cloth, several tea cups and a sugar jar, and a multitude of books all bounced through the air in a single file line, organizing themselves throughout the empty room. And as the objects danced through the air, me, Glaze, and Tank quietly gasped in awe of this unusual spectacle. More books, a grandfather clock, and even a bed emerged from the suitcase.

A minute passed before Merlin gave one last slate of his staff, and the suitcase snapped shut. The entire room remained quiet for a few brief seconds, "Presto! There, now. Ahem. Your queen asked me to train you in the art of magic."

The floor beneath us moved down like an elevator. Once it reached the lower floor, Merlin led us down the stairs.

"This is the training room. It's not exactly Hogwarts but it'll do. I'm gonna start by teaching you fire magic."

"Wait a minute. What makes you think Felix has the potential? Some people are born with magic and some without," Glaze said.

"King Felix had magic. If Felix is his reincarnation, he should have inherited the abilities," Merlin animated a broomstick that grew a set of arms and brushes turned into legs, "This is a spell King Felix himself invented back when he was just an apprentice of my apprentice."

"Was this incarnation of me a mouse?" I asked.

"No, he was a cat like you."

I thrust my hand forward and the fire came shooting out, incinerating the broom. Unfortunately, the fire wouldn't stop coming out my hand. It didn't hurt but it was a bit of a problem. Glaze and Tank were both screaming. I turned towards them which was probably not a good idea as I ended up incinerating Glaze's robes, leaving her completely naked.

I finally managed to turn my fire magic off. Glaze was able to magic on some new identical robes for herself. After a few more goes with fire magic, Merlin began teaching me ice magic. I was able to freeze a running broomstick in place. And also Glaze by accident. I had to melt the ice with another fire spell, again burning Glaze's clothes off. After learning fire and ice, Merlin started to teach me lightning. At this point, Merlin had several broomsticks fighting me.

While fire and ice were both spells that came out my hand, lightning magic actually shot lightning out the ceiling. I zapped Glaze and Tank by accident.

"Watch where you’re aiming!” Glaze cried.

“Too busy training!” I said, before calling forth an electrical storm that bit at every piece of broom people that attacked me. The sparks popped and screeched as they zapped broom people and Glaze.

"Now I'm going to teach you repair magic. It can be used to repair things but also as a healing spell," Merlin said.

"Couldn't that have just been used on our ship?" I asked.

"The Great Fox is too complicated for that," Glaze said.

Merlin had me focus on Glaze's body. With the magic, I was able to repair the damage I caused through my fire, ice and lightning spells.

“Excellent work!” Merlin cheered from the edge of the room.

"Really?"

Merlin nodded, “Repair can be a complicated spell, and a costly one. It’ll soak up most of your magic reserves if you overuse it. But in a pinch it can be quite handy.”

“So can you teach me how to do all other sorts of stuff? Wind magic? Make time stop? Control gravity?”

“Please don’t teach him how to make time stop,” Glaze groaned.

“Patience, patience! All good things come in due time, you see,” Merlin said, “There are other worlds that need your help. Maybe, when we've got time, I'll teach you some more.”

"Where'd Tank go?" I asked.

"She took took a couple of my broomsticks into one of the other rooms," Merlin said.

Me and Glaze searched the rooms and found Tank naked and bent over a table. Her legs were spread apart. One of the broomsticks was holding the other one and spanking Tank with it.

WHACK!

The broomstick administered one stroke and then waited ten seconds before administering the next.

WHACK!

The broomstick was swung again.

WHACK!

Tank's moans became deeper.

WHACK!

"Move down to my thighs," Tank said.

The broomstick did so.

WHACK!

I examined the... broomstick marks?... on her behind. As soon as the the broomstick dispensed the final stroke against Tank's naked bottom, Tank began to masturbate.