Rosé was completely overwhelmed. At first, she thought it was cute, but she didn’t know how it had come to this.

“Ugh, mm, mm!”

“It’s coming again, ugh, ah, ugh!”

After a long while, another ej*culation began. This time, the s*men was a bit thinner and less pungent.

Even so, Rosé’s mouth still reeked of the strong scent of chestnut flowers due to the prolonged f*llatio. The sticky s*men dangled like spider webs between her palate, gums, and throat.

“Haa, haa, ugh, haa!”

Rosé hit Emmett’s thigh and spat out his c*ck. The still massive member was veined grotesquely.

His rock-hard abs contracted and expanded with his rough breathing. He looked ready to pin her down at any moment.

〈SYSTEM〉 Your stats have changed due to the target, ‘Emmett Bovir (S-tier)’
Faith +11
Strength +6

Perhaps it was thanks to the stat boost. Her body felt remarkably light.

However, Emmett Bovir was not as docile as she thought. Even when she hit his thigh, he never let go until the very end.

‘He was a man who learned ten things when taught one.’

It was surprising but not bad. After all, an S-tier is an S-tier. His learning speed and diligence were exceptional.

But would they meet again in the future? She was already juggling three relationships, so it would be shameless…

‘But why am I so… sleepy…’

Rosé wiped the s*men from her mouth with the back of her hand and touched her forehead. Suddenly, her head felt dizzy, and drowsiness overcame her.

This won’t do, she needed to kiss those bulging muscles and body…

Rosé blinked slowly, looking at Emmett, who was staring at her with a frustrated gaze.

It seemed he was hoping for a third round, but unfortunately, she was too sleepy.

“Sir Emmett… sorry…”

Rosé collapsed onto the blanket like a fragile victim.

“Rosé?”

“I’m sleepy, ugh…”

Emmett’s eyes filled with bewilderment and confusion. The violent lust that had boiled over vanished instantly, replaced by an even deeper sense of guilt.

“What have I done…”

He couldn’t take his eyes off the sleeping Rosé for a long time. He listened to her breathing, checked her pulse, and measured her temperature. There was nothing wrong. She was just asleep.

“Haa…”

If there was a problem, it was his lower part.

Even with her collapsed in front of him, his c*ck had no intention of calming down. It was the only part of him that felt no guilt.

Was he really this shameless? To think of violating a woman who wasn’t his wife.

― Sir Emmett… cold.

Emmett recalled Rosé’s words and went outside.

He searched for firewood to cool down and clear his head, but an unpleasant voice echoed in his mind like a hallucination.

― Are you going to disobey His Majesty’s order again like this! Even though your fiancée hates it so much!

“Damn it!”

Unable to contain his rising anger, Emmett punched a tree with his bare fist.

The path he had chosen for his selfish desires was now catching up with him, he was beginning to realize.

* * *

“We can see the mountain!”

The unit that had turned towards the Restilia Forest arrived at their destination the next morning.

Their pace had been slower than expected due to the mammalian monsters they encountered the night before.

After sending the injured back, five knights returned to the waiting area where the Red Knight Commander was.

The total number of arrivals was ten. Even considering Emmett joining them, only eleven people were available for the search.

“Captain, footprints.”

Raiden dismounted his horse and examined the spot the Red Knight pointed out.

Footprints, likely from the mammalian monsters, were left along the foothills.

“They appear to be recent. The Commander might be in trouble.”

Emmett’s hex couldn’t be felt from here. Only the traces of the monsters that seemed to have moved during the night remained.

“Raiden, look over there.”

Patrick, who was surveying the area with the binoculars borrowed from Marien, pointed ahead. It was near the beginning of Mount Kaitored.

There appeared to be bloodstains in that vicinity. It looked like someone had tried to cover their tracks by kicking the snow.

“Damn, it’s the Commander.”

Patrick was ready to go find him immediately, his hand on his sword hilt.

Raiden stopped him, shaking his head. They had already lost many knights. They couldn’t move recklessly.

“Don’t you see the blood? The Commander is in danger!”

“I’ll do the scouting.”

Raiden took the shield he had hung on his saddle. He couldn’t act rashly and risk the members’ lives.

If Emmett was in such danger, the opponent likely had a high-tier, if not higher, level of demonic energy.

“Are you planning to go alone?”

“The Commander was taken down. Emmett Bovir. What do you think that means?”

Patrick clamped his mouth shut.

If the Commander was taken down, the ten people here wouldn’t stand a chance against the monsters. The only one who could hold any hope was Raiden himself.

“I’ll do the scouting. The rest of you wait here. And if I don’t return by sunset…”

Raiden made eye contact with each of the tense knights before continuing.

“Retreat, all of you.”

* * *

Raiden left the Restilia Forest and began walking towards Mount Kaitored.

Despite the ominous circumstances, he had an inexplicable belief that Emmett was safe.

Though his reckless actions were always a flaw, he wasn’t someone who would be easily defeated.

More importantly, the mission’s objective was not to close the gate but to search. Emmett knew that, so he wouldn’t have recklessly fought the monsters.

Raiden stopped under a tree where bloodstains were found. The snow from the night before had almost covered the footprints.

‘It’s been a while since I’ve done this.’

Raiden knelt on one knee, touched the ground, and released a small amount of hex. Soon, the soil reacted to the hex and glowed red.

Then the footprint patterns hidden by the snow became visible. The soil particles and small stones scattered and gathered, showing the boot’s tread pattern.

The footprints led into the forest. But the overlapping patterns suggested it was a trick.

‘If he went in and came out…’

Raiden started running along the path Emmett might have taken. The interrupted footprints continued along a lakeside.

‘A log cabin?’

As he followed the footprints into the wooded path, an unexpected log cabin appeared.

Raiden reabsorbed the hex he had released into his hand. After a moment of concentration, he sensed Emmett’s distinctive hex.

He couldn’t help but laugh. Emmett was alive. Had he hidden here after fighting the monsters?

Raiden lightly pulled the log cabin door open. Had he already prepared firewood? Warmth greeted him as soon as he opened the door.

“Commander, were you here…”

As he heard the sound of firewood burning and entered the living room, Raiden couldn’t continue his words.

Emmett was sleeping, embracing a woman who was practically n*ked. Raiden had to ask himself multiple times if what he was seeing was real.

“Ugh…”

At that moment, the woman frowned and began to rise. Raiden flinched and took a step back.

Rosé saw the man’s boots stepping on the blanket and rubbed her eyes. Her blurry vision gradually cleared.

“Sir Emmett…?”

Rosé tried to stand up, placing her palm on something hard.

“Oh.”

It was Emmett. He was lying next to her, asleep. So, the man standing in front of her…

‘A monster!’

Rosé’s body instinctively sprang into action. But when she confirmed the man’s identity, her heart sank.

“Sir… Sir Raiden…”

Raiden stared at the frozen Rosé with a confused expression. He knew this woman.

She was the exclusive attendant of the First Princess who had attended the ball. And the hidden daughter of Lian Mora.

Raiden didn’t know why such a woman should be inside the ‘unclosed Boundary.’ And he didn’t understand why Emmett was embracing her.

― Is it because your father is from Moir? Is that why you’re so cold to us?

― So that’s why you couldn’t take your eyes off Rosé Mora? Ha, because she’s one of your kind?

Raiden could have pretended not to know that Emmett was actually from a fallen kingdom and that he had shown interest in Rosé Mora.

A person’s origin doesn’t define them. And like any other man, Emmett could have been momentarily swayed before marriage. But he never expected to witness such a scene.

Raiden clenched his fist, feeling an inexplicable anxiety rising within him.

They had come here to find the missing Black Cloak. Emmett, who had defied the Emperor’s order to join them, had the same purpose.

Suddenly, Rosé Mora appeared. And Emmett was asleep beside her.

Yes, unless the woman in front of him was the Black Cloak, this situation couldn’t be explained.

“…Are you the Black Cloak?”

Raiden stared at the trembling Rosé with fierce eyes.

The descendant of Lian Mora, who had fallen from hero to traitor, was now being praised as the Black Cloak by the citizens of the Empire.

It was a disheartening conclusion.

“Answer me.”

Was it anger directed at himself for once admiring her? Raiden, speaking in a chilling tone, stepped closer to her.