Depraved Noble: Forced To Live The Debaucherous Life Of An Evil Noble!-Chapter 486: Aisha, You’re An Orphan!

Aisha’s nerves were at their breaking point as she watched Cassius go through the mountain of pages, one by one, each turn of the wind sending another sheet fluttering past.

Her guts twisted in knots—she couldn’t tell if she should be terrified that she was about to lose the bet, or secretly relieved that if she did lose, it meant they would finally have a way inside the cult’s barrier.

Her emotions were a chaotic swirl of tension and anticipation, and all she could do was watch, her hands gripping her robes tightly as Cassius’s glowing eyes flickered from line to line.

This silent ritual went on for what felt like hours even though it was just a few minutes.

Then—finally—the last page turned.

The winds died down, and the books slowly began to close one after another, as though obeying an unseen command.

Cassius inhaled deeply, exhaling a long, steady breath before murmuring.

"Alright...that should be good enough."

Skadi immediately perked up, practically bouncing. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"You did it, didn’t you, Master? You found a way! You found how we can go inside and beat that stupid spell, right?"

But Cassius only smiled faintly and said.

"Not yet. But I will soon." He straightened his back, his tone sharpening with focus. "I’ve absorbed the information. Now I need to process it all and build the counter spell."

"For that...I need absolute silence. No one move, no one speak."

His voice carried such quiet authority that all three women froze instantly. Julie, Aisha, and Skadi didn’t even dare to breathe too loudly.

Cassius then closed his eyes, his expression solemn—his mind clearly racing through a thousand possibilities.

His fingers twitched subtly, again and again, as if tracing invisible symbols in the air, the movement growing faster and more erratic the longer it went on.

Aisha could barely contain her curiosity.

As a researcher of magic herself, she was dying to know what kind of process was taking place in that head of his.

Every twitch, every murmur, every shift in his expression sent questions racing through her mind.

How was he decoding such a massive structure without mana?

What kind of mental framework did he even use?

Still, she bit her lip and remained silent, watching intently.

Minutes passed.

Then, suddenly, a bead of sweat rolled down Cassius’s temple. His expression tightened—brows furrowed, jaw clenched, as if the sheer weight of thought was physically pressing on him.

The air around him almost seemed to hum with energy. The tension became stronger—until his eyes snapped open, a confident gleam shining in them, and a grin spread across his face.

"Got it." He said simply, his voice cutting through the silence like thunder. "I’ve got it now."

He then crouched, grabbed one of the open books from the front, and turned to Aisha.

"I need you to do something for me." He said, his tone quick and commanding. "Wipe the ink clean off this page—and give me control over it. I need to write my thoughts down immediately."

Aisha didn’t hesitate. She muttered a short incantation under her breath, her fingertips glowing faintly.

"By quill and shadow, by page and flame,

I summon the words from their papered grave.

Let ink bleed free from boundened spine,

To vessel mine, by will divine."

The letters and symbols began to fade, the ink lifting off the paper and gathering midair into a floating sphere.

Then, with a flick of her hand, part of that ink reformed into a hovering feather quill made entirely of liquid black mana.

"Done." She said quietly. "Just let your thoughts flow, Cassius. It’ll write for you."

Cassius nodded once and placed his hand near the quill—and instantly, it sprang to life.

The feather dipped itself into the floating ink and began scrawling across the pages in a flurry of motion, moving so fast that it was almost a blur.

The symbols it produced weren’t normal letters—they were intricate runes, layered over each other, forming spirals, grids, and flowing sequences too complex to describe.

Julie’s eyes widened in awe.

"He’s really doing it." She whispered. "He’s going to break the spell, isn’t he?"

Skadi’s tail was swishing back and forth so fast that it looked like she was going to fly away.

"Master’s gonna do it! Master’s gonna do it!" She shouted gleefully. "He’s so cool! Look at him go!"

Aisha, however, felt her throat tighten as she watched the ink spill across the parchment faster and faster.

She couldn’t look away—the accuracy, the complexity, the sheer impossibility of what he was doing—it made her skin prickle.

No one could do this. It shouldn’t be possible.

And yet, she couldn’t deny what she was seeing.

Finally, the last drops of ink drained away, and the quill fell still. Cassius exhaled slowly, closing the book with a soft thump.

His expression was calm, composed—and absolutely certain.

He tossed the book lightly toward Aisha, who caught it with trembling hands.

"Go on." He said with a grin. "Have a look. See if I won that bet."

Her heart pounded in her chest. She glanced down at the book, hesitant, before slowly opening the first page. Julie and Skadi immediately crowded in on both sides, peering over her shoulder.

At first, her expression was blank—then her eyes widened.

She turned another page.

Then another.

Each flip made her face pale further, her pupils trembling as if she couldn’t believe what she was reading.

The runes weren’t random anymore—they were structured, balanced, perfectly countered. Her hands began to shake as realization set in.

Finally, she slammed the book shut, looking up at him in pure disbelief and awe.

"H-He did it." She breathed. "He really did it. He actually built a counter spell to an annihilation array—in minutes!"

Her voice rose, trembling.

"It’s impossible...It’s completely impossible, yet he actually accomplished it!"

Cassius only smirked.

Skadi’s reaction, however, was far less restrained.

She let out a loud cheer, jumping up and down.

"Yippee! Yippee! Master did it! Now we can punch those bad guys and blow their whole base up! I can’t wait!"

Julie just smiled, shaking her head in amazement before walking up to Cassius.

"I never doubted you for a second." She said softly, reaching up to wipe the sweat off his brow with her hand.

Cassius chuckled—and in typical Cassius fashion, gave her a playful smack on the rear.

Julie jumped, glaring at him. "Really, Cassius? Even during a mission?"

He just grinned.

"Come on, I just did the impossible. I deserve some kind of reward, don’t I?"

Julie paused, biting back a smile despite herself. After a moment, she sighed and smirked.

"Fine. You’ve earned it."

And with that, Cassius slid his hand into her pants and started groping her naked butt to Julie’s embarrassmwnt—while Aisha could only stand there, still clutching the book, staring at him like she’d just witnessed a god at work.

"So, Aisha..." He said, dragging out her name in that familiar, confident tone. "...about that little bet we made—what do you say? You can’t deny that I won, right?"

Aisha just stood there for a moment, staring at him like she hadn’t even heard the words. Her lips parted slightly before she slowly shook her head, her voice faint and dazed.

"No...you definitely won. There’s no doubt about it."

She sounded detached, like her mind wasn’t even focused on the bet at all.

Because, in truth, it wasn’t.

Her thoughts were spinning wildly, tangled between disbelief and awe.

He had done something that defied the very foundation of magical theory—something that the ancient sages, the greatest minds of old, couldn’t have achieved even with centuries of effort.

And Cassius had done it in minutes. Minutes.

She didn’t even know how to look at him anymore.

To her eyes, the man standing in front of her wasn’t the mischievous, overconfident idiot she’d always argued with.

Right now, he looked like something beyond mortal comprehension—like a saint who had rewritten the rules of the world itself.

Yet, at the same time, she knew who he truly was.

The same perverted Cassius who joked about indecent things and teased everyone around him just for amusement.

Her mind couldn’t reconcile those two images—the divine and the degenerate—and it made her dizzy.

She swallowed hard and tried to push those thoughts away.

"Anyway..." She said, her voice trembling slightly as she held out the book toward him. "I’ll worry about that bet later. Because, Cassius, even though you’ve actually created a counterspell—and I swear, when we get back, I’m going to take this book home and study it a hundred times over—I’ve found a problem."

Julie and Skadi both stiffened, watching her nervously.

"What problem?" Julie asked.

Aisha exhaled, her brows knitting together.

"The components we’d need to actually use this counter spell...we don’t have them. They’re not just rare—they’re practically extinct. Ancient reagents, divine crystals, phoenix ash, mana-purified mercury...even if we searched the entire continent, we wouldn’t find half of them."

She looked back at Cassius with a helpless expression.

"So what now? How are we supposed to cast it?"

For a moment, silence fell again. Even Skadi’s ears drooped, and Julie’s expression darkened.

The excitement they’d felt moments ago began to fade into frustration and dread and Julie regretted letting him slip a finger in her little hole.

But then Cassius simply chuckled, that same casual, confident laugh that always somehow broke tension.

"Oh, don’t worry about that, Aisha." He said, waving a hand dismissively. "I already took care of it."

Aisha blinked, confused.

"What do you mean...took care of it?"

He smiled, the corners of his lips curving into a infuriatingly smug grin.

"While rewriting the counter spell, I reconstructed the entire process from the ground up. Simplified it. Instead of needing all those rare and expensive components, all we need now is a single talisman infused with the counter spell’s core formula." He pointed at the book in her hands. "It’s all right there, in the final ten pages."

Aisha froze. "What?"

Julie’s eyes widened. "You’re saying you made a spell that powerful...usable with a single talisman?"

Simplification is an art form." Cassius shrugged modestly. "

Aisha’s lips parted again, disbelief washing over her face. She hesitated, staring down at the book as though she didn’t want to believe him—but her hands began to turn the pages anyway.

Slowly, carefully, she flipped one after another, eyes scanning every rune, every formula.

Her movements then grew faster, her breathing unsteady. When she reached the final page, she stopped.

Her pupils dilated, and her whole body seemed to sway on its own.

Then, without warning, her eyes rolled back—and she fainted.

"AISHA!" Julie and Skadi both shouted, rushing toward her.

Cassius also blinked, startled. "What in the world—"

"She fainted!" Julie knelt beside the mage, checking her pulse. "Cassius, what did you do to her!?"

He held up his hands. "I didn’t do anything! She probably didn’t her lunch properly, so don’t blame it on me!"

Skadi shook Aisha’s shoulder gently.

"Aisha! Wake up! Come on, you can’t just pass out now!"

When that didn’t work, she gave her a few firm slaps on the cheek.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

After the fourth one, Aisha’s eyes fluttered open—but instead of coming back to her senses, she started giggling softly.

"Heehee...Mommy." She mumbled, eyes unfocused. "Mommy, I wanna ride your back...please...please let me ride your back..."

Julie froze mid-motion. "Oh no."

Skadi blinked. "Oh no what?"

Julie stared at her. "The shock must’ve broken her! She’s gone—she’s completely lost it!"

Skadi’s ears flattened.

"No! No, Aisha, come back! You can’t go crazy now! We still need you!" She grabbed the woman by the shoulders and shook her gently. "Stop saying weird things and wake up!"

But Aisha just continued in that dreamy, childlike voice, waving her hands as though reaching for someone who wasn’t there.

"Mommy..Don’t go...wait for me, Mommy..."

Skadi’s eyes widened, and then her face scrunched in confusion as she thought of something.

"Wait...but Aisha doesn’t even have a mother..."

Julie winced. "Don’t remind her that right now, Skadi—!"

But Skadi, in her usual blunt fashion, leaned down and said firmly,

"Aisha, you’re an orphan! A orphan without parents! You don’t have a mommy! Snap out of it! Only I have a mother that’s alive out of the three of us"

"Skadi!" Julie slapped her hand to her forehead. "That’s not how you bring someone back from a breakdown! And why are you bringing my poor mother into this?!"

Meanwhile, Cassius stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to laugh or panic. He picked up the book she dropped from the watching Aisha babble nonsense.

"Mommy, let me help you carry that...Aisha wants to help you out!"

"Well..." He said finally, sighing. "That’s...not quite the reaction I was expecting."