All MILFs are Mine Chapter 3: Minor Healing

Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
Leon, recently reincarnated, selected three unique skills: Skill Crafter, Inspect, and Adaptive Body, much to the angel's amusement and perceived superiority. Transported to a new world, Leon found himself in the body of a young man with a troubled past and significant injuries. He immediately began experimenting with his Skill Crafter ability, attempting to create a healing skill and discovering its limitations and mechanics.

"Let's try to recreate that same ability, but with a few adjustments..." Leon mused as an intriguing concept took root in his mind.

[Please pick a name for the skill...]

"Minor Healing."

[Skill 'Minor Healing' has been created.]

[Rank has been settled to 'F' by default.]

[State the use of skill.]

"It mends slight traumas such as bruising, sprains, small fractures, and lacerations. This ability can Level up after being used a set number of times at each stage. With every level gained, the potency of the healing will rise by a small margin of 5% of my Max HP." Leon articulated his thoughts, choosing his terms with extreme precision this time.

[Processing....]

'Please, let this work... This moment determines if this ability is actually viable or just a waste of space,' Leon thought, his eyes glued to the floating interface.

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"Dammit..." Leon muttered the moment the alert popped up, though he refused to accept failure yet.

"What if it's 3% of my Max HP?" he proposed, keeping his face neutral.

[Processing...]

"Come on, work for me..."

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"Shit... Fine, make it 2%."

[Processing...]

[Error: Skill's description doesn't match the Rank. Please Try Again...]

"I'm starting to think this is impossible, but I'll give it one more shot. Set the healing to 1%," Leon stated, his expression turning grave.

[Processing...]

'Please, please, please... just let this—'

[Description has been accepted.]

"No fucking... way." Leon breathed out, a massive grin spreading across his lips.

[Please select the chant for the skill {Minor Healing}.]

"Heal," Leon commanded, smiling.

[Chant 'Heal' has been selected.]

[Estimated mana cost to use the skill has been calculated, 20 mana/use.]

[Cooldown has been calculated, 15 seconds after every use.]

[Would you like to learn the skill or Destroy it ?]

'Hmm... both the mana consumption and the cooldown time have increased four to five times over.' Leon noted while scanning the screen.

"I will learn the skill," Leon declared.

[Congratulations ! You have learned the skill {Minor Healing Lv.1} Successfully.]

[Name: Minor Healing]

[Rank: F]

[Level: 1]

[Usage: 0/5]

[Description: Heals minor injuries like bruises, sprains, little bone fractures and cuts. This skill can be Leveled up with a specific number of usage on every level and with every level up, the healing received will increase by a minor amount of 1% of target's Max HP.]

[Mana: 20/use]

[Cooldown: 15 seconds.]

"Alright then... let's test this out." Leon said, resting his palm against his head to activate the power.

"Heal..."

All at once, a prickly sensation washed through Leon's entire frame. Looking down at his hands, he saw that the superficial wounds on his skin had vanished, and even the internal aches felt significantly dampened.

Leon pushed himself up from the dirt, realizing the physical agony he felt earlier had diminished greatly.

"Status..."

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Name: Leon Luster

Class: Unknown

Race: Human

Level: 1

Mana: 30/50

HP: 92/100

Skills: [Skill Crafter(F)] [Inspect(C)] [Adaptive Body(S)] [Minor Healing(F1)]

Titles: none

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"Mana dropped by 20 and HP went up by 10. Wait... what's my rate of mana regeneration?" Leon asked, looking puzzled as he monitored the mana stat for a full minute.

[Mana: 31/50]

"Ah... it recovers by 1 point every minute." Leon remarked with a flat tone before dismissing the screen.

'The sun is going to set soon... I better get back home to my sexy mother and sister, hehehehehe.' Leon thought, watching the crimson sun dip toward the horizon.

"If my memory is right... my house should be close by." Leon said, walking forward until he cleared the tree line.

Upon exiting the forest, Leon was met with a stunning view of sprawling grasslands, with a gentle breeze rolling over the vibrant green blades.

"Beautiful..." Leon whispered with a grin, turning right to spot a small settlement roughly a kilometer away.

"Yep... that's the village." Leon confirmed, immediately picking up his pace toward the destination.

...

After a twenty-minute trek, Leon finally arrived at the village entrance.

Two sentries stood guard at the gate, clad in brown leather armor and plated boots, clutching spears.

"Leon...? You alright, man?" one of the guards inquired, stepping toward him.

"Yeah... I'm fine. Why?" Leon replied, looking confused.

"Well... the Chief's son was in a foul mood when you two left the village. We were actually placing bets on whether you'd make it back in one piece.

Guess what? I just made two copper coins, hahaha!" the guard laughed loudly.

"Fucking bitch... you should've died," the second guard grumbled, tossing two copper coins to his comrade.

'These absolute morons...' Leon thought, ignoring them as he entered the village and headed toward the third house.

The structure was built from timber and stone. It was small and looked quite dilapidated.

'Every house in this place is one storm away from being erased from the planet.

Well, except for that one...' Leon thought, glancing toward the southern corner where a two-story residence stood, constructed with proper bricks, cement, and metal doors.

'That belongs to the Village Chief,' Leon noted as he rapped his knuckles against his own wooden door.

*Knock-Knock*

*Click*

The door creaked open, and there she stood—a filthy, mature MILF wrapped in a tight, worn bodice that barely held back her massive, heavy Boobs.

The laces strained to contain them, her deep cleavage spilling out, daring eyes to linger. Below, a rough, faded skirt clung to her wide hips and thick ass, the fabric stretched so tight it left little to the imagination. Every subtle shift made her curves jiggle, teasing and tempting.

'So, she's my step-mother, huh? Her name is Elaine, and a woman with such slutty curves really shouldn't exist in this world. She calls me Leo.' Leon thought, feeling a powerful throb in his pants.

"Oh my dear, you're back." Elaine cried out, immediately pulling Leon into a tight embrace that buried his face directly between her boobs.

'Oh my god... she isn't even wearing a bra. I can feel her nipples pressing right against my face.' Leon thought, a degenerate smile creeping onto his face.

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