“Hey… are you alright…?”

Rosé looked at the woman with anxious eyes.

Now that she looked closely, the hair color… She hadn’t noticed in her haste earlier, but the ends of her hair were golden as if dyed. The roots were white.

Ah, this ominous sign.

Rosé nervously watched the woman lift her head. Surely not, right? I put the d*ldo in my inventory earlier.

“Haha… You’re okay, right?”

The woman’s face gradually emerged from the darkness. There was nothing suspicious about her except for her excessively pale skin. Her eye color was black like a northerner’s.

Wait. No. Her snout was gradually elongating. Damn it.

“Got you, human.”

“Aaaah!”

Rosé screamed and pushed the woman away. The woman was not a missing person but a white wolf. And she even had a tail.

‘I need to get the d*ldo out!’

She hurriedly reached into her inventory, but before she could pull out the d*ldo, the woman grabbed her hand. No! My d*ldo!

“Once I offer you to Lord Krita, I can become his wife too. Growl…”

Rosé’s eyes widened. Krita? The leader of the white wolves?

“Stay still, human!”

“Ugh!”

Both her hands were bound by ice cuffs. She couldn’t even pull out the d*ldo, let alone resist. But it was too early to give up hope.

‘It’s okay. If I get out into the corridor, I can get help from Sir Emmett…!’

“Oh ho, it seems my brothers have also captured some humans.”

‘…I can’t save them.’

Rosé hung her head low at the dreadful sight at the end of the corridor.

About thirty white wolves surrounded Emmett and Raiden.

No wonder they got to the 10th floor so easily.

“Black Cloak! Are you alright!”

“I told you this plan was reckless. Damn it!”

Emmett, who had dropped his sword down the stairs, was only worried about her condition, while Raiden, who had lost his shield, glared at her with an angry face.

Rosé felt cold sweat trickling down as she looked up at the endless spiral staircase.

Why do you say there’s no plan, Sir Raiden?

“Take all of them to Lord Krita!”

There’s a famous saying, if there’s no bread, let them eat cake.

“Let’s go, Lord Krita will be pleased!”

‘If there’s no d*ldo…’

Rosé clenched her fists as she quietly followed the victorious white wolves.

‘I’ll use the real c*ck.’

* * *

Krita smirked at the faint scent of humans starting to waft through the air. It was a strong scent, different from the weak humans he occasionally harvested.

The two males had acquired special abilities, and the female had ‘it’ as he had hoped.

‘I’m finally going to get it.’

He had thought it was a power he could never obtain after the fall of the Moir.

A proof of being forsaken by the gods and, at the same time, a powerful force to conquer the demon realm. If he could obtain that power, Krita could return to the demon realm and participate in the succession war.

Had he not invaded the human realm for this? He deliberately sought out northern lands to mine magic stones that stored that power.

This ice castle itself was his great achievement and the fruit of his efforts.

“Lord Krita, the humans have arrived.”

Krita nodded towards the white seal that had crawled over, patting its belly. The White Seal then crawled back to the door, turning the handle with its paw-like hands.

“Ugh, let me go!”

“Damn it, I’ll go in on my own! You filthy monsters!”

Krita frowned at the vulgar voices of the human males. Indeed, those creatures were vulgar in both life and death.

In contrast, the human female was so quiet.

‘Ho…’

Krita stroked his chin, slowly scanning the female’s body from her chest to her legs. The female’s figure was extraordinary.

Even as the leader of the white wolves, who had numerous females, he was amazed by her curves.

‘Impressive. Not a single flaw.’

He had seen enough of well-shaped and beautiful females to be tired of them. But in his 500 years of life, he had never allowed a single female to sit beside him.

The custom of monogamy among the wolves had always been displeasing to him. So, he had always taken females with mates as his bed partners.

‘She’s… desirable.’

Krita tucked in his long dangling tail like other human males and adjusted his posture.

The fact that she was human was not a significant flaw to him as the leader.

As long as he injected pure magic during mating, she could bear a monster’s child.

‘She’ll be out of her mind due to the magic poison during pregnancy… but that’s not my concern.’

Rather, it was good for him as he could ravish the exhausted female to his liking.

“Lord Krita, these are the humans you mentioned.”

“Good. You may leave now.”

At Krita’s firm words, the white wolves hesitated, looking at each other.

“They are strong. Are you sure it’s alright?”

Krita sneered at his cowardly kin. No matter how strong the humans were, there were only three of them.

And more importantly,

‘I can’t mate in front of my subordinates.’

He, who had always been dignified, did not want to show the embarrassing scene of mating with a human in front of his subordinates.

“Are you doubting my power, warriors?”

Krita deliberately furrowed his brows and released some of his magic. The magic emitted from his fingertips quickly filled the room.

While even his kin coughed, as if inhaling thick smoke, the human males clutched their chests.

“Humans are always the same.”

Krita chuckled dismissively and then turned his gaze to the female.

“Weak…”

But for some reason, the female looked around cluelessly as if she didn’t know what was happening.

‘What? The magic didn’t work?’

Krita dropped his hand, which had released the magic, in confusion. He, who’s rarely tense, slumped his shoulders and looked around in bewilderment.

While his kin trembled, she stood straight without any sign of being affected. She even held her head high.

‘The first to withstand this since the human from Moir.’

Krita gripped his trembling arm with his hand. He vividly remembered the moment his parents were massacred by the Moir leader.

Back then, the human had also withstood the magic with an indifferent expression.

Could it be that power? Krita forced a smile. Fear quickly turned into faint exhilaration as he looked at the confident female.

If it were a male, he would have carved out his flesh and fed it to the White Seals, but with a female, it was different. He could make her his mate and gain her power.

“Growl…”

Krita approached the woman and buried his nose near her neck.

“Ugh…”

A female that could even groan. Krita sighed lazily and licked the nape of her neck.

Surprisingly, there was no unpleasant human smell. She even smelled better than his kin. Not bad.

“Damn it! Don’t touch her!”

There were interrupters. Were they also males trying to protect their female?

“Leave us!”

The wolves and seals lined up hurriedly left the room.

Krita growled at the human males.

“I’ll show you a good sight before you die.”

Yes. It would be an unforgettable sight even in death. There’s nothing more humiliating than seeing the female they desired being ravished by another male.

“What… what are you doing! Ah!”

Krita lifted the weakly resisting Rosé and walked to the throne without hesitation.

What he intended was simple. He planned to sit her on his lap and thrust into her in front of them.

“Growl…”

Just imagining it was delightful. Krita’s member swelled as much as a white reindeer’s horn.

“Urgh! Let her go!”

“Damn it, now we have to watch this filthy scene.”

Emmett was trying to untie the ropes around his neck, his veins bulging, while Raiden had already given up and was cursing.

Krita found the different attitudes of the two males interesting and sat Rosé on his lap.

“Growl… Female, tell me your name.”

“Ro… Rosé.”

“I see. A fine name for a human. Rosé.”

Krita brushed Rosé’s long hair over one shoulder and licked her fragrant bare neck. His long tongue climbed from her collarbone, tickling behind her ear.

Ahh… Krita was delighted by Rosé’s moan and invaded her ear.

“Damn it! Rosé!”

Emmett, who had to watch the scene, screamed and struggled with all his might. However, the ropes infused with the white wolf’s magic were much tougher than he had anticipated.

Emmett barely managed to release some hex into the ropes. Most of it was repelled, but he succeeded in integrating some of it.

“Damn it, don’t even think about it, Emmett!”

Raiden whispered harshly as he saw the ropes start to break.

He hadn’t given up on untying the ropes either. But it wasn’t the right time. They needed to save their strength and wait for the perfect moment to strike.

“That woman is already lost. Give up, Emmett.”

Raiden spoke in a low voice, wary of the Quamad noticing. Sweat poured down his back like rain.

He couldn’t lose his friend because of that damned woman. Above all, they needed to increase their chances of survival, even if just a little.

“Give up and think of a way to escape….”

“Shut up, Raiden!”