Inside the bedroom of Spinel Palace.

“Charlie, stop.”

Hector let out a low sigh. It was because of Charlie, who was straddling him and tickling his chest.

It had started with Hector brushing back his wet hair after a shower.

No, in truth, the cause couldn’t be pinpointed.

Their eyes had met without either initiating, and just like that, they came to desire each other.

Hector grabbed Charlie’s hand.

“How far do you intend to drive me mad?”

Charlie was, by her very existence, enough to drive Hector crazy.

He barely restrained himself from voicing his true desire to bury himself in her warm body and bind her to him forever.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about?”

Whether she knew this or not, Charlie lightly freed her hand and tickled Hector’s earlobe with a playful laugh.

She was even more excited seeing Hector’s brow furrow slightly.

As Charlie’s fingertips traversed between his taut muscles, a small shiver ran through his broad chest.

Much time had passed like this.

It took only a moment for playfulness to turn into lust. Before they knew it, desire rippled in the eyes gazing at each other.

Hector grabbed Charlie’s shoulder and pulled her into an embrace.

“Not today.”

Hector said softly, trying to suppress his boiling desire.

Charlie’s body, tired from days of continuous lovemaking, needed rest.

She even needed to rest halfway down the stairs to the dining room, saying it was too tiring.

Moreover, judging by the thick pheromones enveloping Hector, it was undoubtedly a dangerous day.

Charlie, on the other hand, had no intention of stopping.

Her erupting desire had long since overwhelmed her reason.

Her body, still feeling the aftereffects of their lovemaking, was instead fiercely craving Hector.

“Hector.”

A seductive whisper burrowed into his ear.

“Just once. Okay?”

Charlie reached out her hand, tracing from Hector’s ear to his engorged neck.

Hector’s rough, heavy breathing sounded just like the roar of a beast.

As if to soothe him, Charlie pushed her tongue between Hector’s lips.

A sweetness that they only could feel for each other surged through their intertwining saliva.

Charlie’s hand slipped between Hector’s robe, grasping his heated member.

Her soaking wet p*ssy throbbed, as if urging him to enter her quickly.

“Haa…”

Hector’s rough exhale scattered into Charlie’s mouth.

The chemise and underwear Charlie had hastily removed fell to the floor with a thud.

Just as she was about to lift her upper body, Hector grabbed her.

“Charlie, stop.”

Hector took a deep breath, swallowing his rising desire.

“If I take you now…”

He surely wouldn’t be able to stop.

He might lose control of his desire and act roughly.

If Charlie wanted, he could give her endless pleasure. But Hector couldn’t forgive himself if Charlie suffered pain because of him.

But her moistened flesh finally engulfed Hector.

“Ugh…”

Hector bit his lip.

At the same time, a tearing sound came from the crumpled sheets between his clenched fingers.

It was his attempt to suppress the urge to devour Charlie like a beast and maintain his reason.

“Hector.”

Her wet p*ssy rubbed back and forth, pressing against his firmly er*ect c*ck.

Hot juices enveloped the c*ck, and the reddened gl*ns stimulated the cl*toris.

“There’s no stopping.”

The c*ck, slick with juices between her folds, instantly found the entrance it was meant to enter.

The pulsing opening eagerly sucked him in, as if it had been waiting.

“Haa…”

As Charlie lowered her hips, Hector let out a moan.

Charlie looked down at Hector with hazy eyes and slowly moved her hips.

A thrilling shiver ran through her spine like finding an oasis in a desert, and her body convulsed with joy.

However, far from being satisfied, an even greater thirst dried Charlie’s mouth.

The sharp gl*ns scraped against her inner walls, tightened by her strained b*ttocks and legs.

Her delicate body, unable to withstand the sensation, often collapsed, and Hector, perfectly interlocked with her, penetrated Charlie to the hilt.

“Hah…”

Though Charlie was the one moving, why was she the one in pain?

Hector’s predicament of having to watch Charlie tremble yet chase greater pleasure was indescribable.

Finally, Hector lost his self-control and thrust his hips forcefully.

As the impacts became more frequent, Charlie’s body, which had been gradually tilting, was now clinging to Hector.

“Hector.”

Charlie grasped Hector’s shoulders.

Perhaps due to the downward pressure, the sensations were particularly intense.

Moreover, the friction from connecting and separating stimulated her cl*toris, arousing her more than usual.

“I-I’m com-!”

Charlie trembled, unable to finish her words as something surged within her.

Her vision blurred, and her muscles quivered uncontrollably.

It felt as if a scream would burst forth.

But her open mouth couldn’t even utter a moan.

At that moment, a hot flame poured into Charlie’s body as she reached her cl*max.

“Hnngh!”

Before she could fully accept him, Hector, as if he had lost his reason, grabbed Charlie and began to move roughly.

Charlie’s body, held by Hector’s arms, arched like a bow.

Her br*asts swayed with the up and down motions.

The c*ck, completely blocking the entrance, pushed deeper inside her, filling her with cum.

“W-wait.”

Though she had just reached climax, Charlie struggled against the immediate resumption of thrusting.

“Charlie.”

Dark shadows enveloped her body as she tried to escape, lifting her gently into the air.

Th-this is…!

Startled, Charlie looked at Hector.

Hector smiled, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.

“You said there’s no stopping.”

* * *

Hector’s steps traversed the vast land.

He didn’t know where this place was or why he was walking.

He just felt he had to keep moving forward.

How long had he been walking aimlessly?

Hector’s steps came to an abrupt halt in front of a massive tree.

Whoosh–

The branches, stretching out vigorously, swayed as if welcoming him, and the fragmented sunlight pouring through the leaves warmly embraced his tired body.

Hector reached out to the enormous tree.

He felt the rough texture of the tree through his fingertips.

Following this, an indescribable joy and sorrow welled up inside him.

It felt as if he had gained the whole world.

As if he had lived his entire life just to come to this place.

“…Hello.”

Hector greeted the tree.

However, as though he didn’t realize that he had spoken, he simply continued to caress the tree.

Rustle–

As if in response, the tree made a rather loud sound as its leaves collided.

Just as his unsettled heart was calming down with the fragrant scent of grass carried by the wind,

Suddenly, a strong light poured out from the tree.

At the same time, a powerful holy power unlike anything he had ever felt before enveloped him.

“!”

The World Tree.

Hector finally realized what the tree before him was.

Soon, the lights pouring out from the tree began to float around Hector in droplets.

Some lights moved around, seemingly observing him, some passed quickly before his eyes as if angry, and others playfully tapped Hector’s shoulders.

It looked like curious children circling around.

Hector’s red eyes followed the scattered lights.

Then his eyes met with a small light that was farthest away.

The light didn’t have eyes, but Hector had a feeling that this light was also looking at him.

A light smaller and dimmer than the others.

“It’s okay.”

Hector smiled broadly and opened his arms towards the light.

Finally, the hesitant light rushed quickly towards Hector.

{Hello.}

As the light seeped into his embrace, Hector opened his eyes.

{…Dad.}

* * *

Hector, awakened from sleep, stared blankly at the ceiling.

A dream.

Yes, it was a dream.

A truly strange dream.

The energy of that light still felt so vivid.

“Mmm…”

At the sound of stirring, Hector reflexively hugged Charlie.

Then, a large hand stroked Charlie’s back.

Or rather, it was about to.

If only he hadn’t frozen in place due to the familiar energy.

“!”

His trembling eyes looked down at Charlie who was in his arms.

A warm yet cool fragrance tickled his nose.

It was as if the light he had seen in his dream was popping right in front of his eyes.

The magical power he felt from Charlie was similar yet different from his own.

This was clearly the energy of a new life.

“How on earth…”

The first thought that came to mind was confusion.

Hector had been secretly taking contraceptives all this time.

It wasn’t because he didn’t want to have a child with Charlie.

It was Hector’s fear of losing Charlie.

The Hunt family had a history of dying after childbirth for generations. And so had their partners.

Of course, Charlie was different from them.

She was a Miracle, after all.

She didn’t need to use her ability to draw out holy power, and according to the temple’s records, there were birth records of ancient Grand Masters and Zeros who possessed holy power.

But still, Hector was afraid.

What if something went wrong when Charlie, a Zero, conceived his child with magical power?

What if he lost Charlie because of it?

“Hector?”

Charlie, awakened from sleep, looked quizzically at Hector who had gone completely stiff.

Only then did Hector, recognizing the shape forming on his retina, open his mouth.

“…I’m sorry.”

An apology to no one in particular lingered in the air.

“It’s not that I’m not happy about you.”

The underlying emotion was clearly indescribable joy and elation.

But for Hector, Charlie came first.

“Huh?”

Charlie tilted her head at the incomprehensible words.

Just as questions were about to hang on the tail of silence…

“Charlie, are you alright? Are you in pain anywhere?”

Hector’s fingertips examined Charlie.

“We should call Dr. Audrey first. No, the Pope…”

“……”

Not only was he looking at her with the most serious expression right after waking up,

He was suddenly calling for Dr. Audrey.

And even Michael?

“Are you still half asleep?”

Charlie casually turned over and snuggled into Hector’s arms.

At that moment.

“You shouldn’t lie on your side, it might not be good.”

Hector laid Charlie straight and covered her with the blanket up to her shoulders.