His breath, hot enough to burn, poured over her skin.

“Nngh…”

Everywhere Hector touched felt flushed, as if warm flowers were blooming.

Just as she was pursing her lips to suppress a moan, Hector took her rounded br*ast into his mouth.

“……!”

Surprised, Charlie drew in a sharp breath.

Wasn’t Hector extremely mysophobic?

Although the situation was different now, still, to caress… It was something she hadn’t expected at all.

Before Charlie’s flustered thoughts could continue, Hector began to roll his tongue.

“W-Wait… Ahh.”

Charlie gripped Hector’s shoulders and trembled slightly.

Her waist twisted at the shiver running down her spine.

Her curled toes scraped against the bed sheets.

At that moment, a flash of heterochromia sparkled in his red eyes.

The hand that had been stroking down her waist to her lower abdomen instinctively crossed her private parts, rummaging through the tender flesh.

Charlie bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that was about to burst out.

“Don’t hold back.”

Hector, who had come up at some point, lightly bit her earlobe.

“Let me hear it.”

The fingertips that had been digging into her skin seemed to have found their destination, pressing firmly against the raised flesh.

“I want to hear it.”

“Ahh!”

A moan burst out helplessly at his low voice and the unfamiliar stimulation.

She flailed, not knowing what to do with her body. But Hector didn’t move an inch. Rather, the more she did so, the more persistently he clung to her.

“Ahh… Hnn.”

Why did he feel like he was going crazy when he was the one caressing her? The more Charlie moaned, the more elation rose and his p*nis swelled as if it would burst.

Hector carefully delved into Charlie’s body.

The body that had never been invaded before reacted violently.

“Hngh.”

Hector began to stir the fingers he had inserted.

It wasn’t simply for arousal. If he didn’t do this, Charlie would be in pain.

“Mmn… Hnn.”

Charlie clung to Hector, her body trembling slightly.

As his touches quickened, her moans and trembling increased together.

There was no need to ask where to touch to make her feel good. He just had to focus on Charlie’s bursting pheromones.

“Ahh, mmn.”

Hector kissed all over Charlie’s face as if he would touch every part of it, waiting for her tense body to relax.

Eventually, Charlie’s excitement began to outweigh the pain she felt.

Her snow-white thighs quivered and her waist undulated.

The lewd sound of her copious love juices mingling with his touches echoed in the room.

* * *

Her body, having reached climax, lost strength and trembled slightly.

How lovely were her cheeks, flushed with excitement.

Hector, who had been staring at Charlie in a daze for a moment, kissed her lips as if he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Despite having just reached climax, Charlie’s body began to get excited again.

“Charlie.”

At the faintly heard voice, Charlie finally looked at Hector.

“Hold onto me.”

His gentle voice was rapid-fire. Charlie clung to Hector, embracing him.

Hector put his arm between Charlie’s legs and slowly lifted her.

Soon after, his stiff, heated tip caused a tingling sensation as it wedged into the narrow flesh passage.

“Ugh!”

“Haa…”

Their simultaneous exclamations echoed in the night air.

Detecting pain in the flowing pheromones, Hector worriedly examined Charlie.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

It would be a lie to say it didn’t hurt. But Charlie shook her head and buried her face in Hector’s chest.

Hector, who had paused for a moment, gently moved his hips.

Charlie felt pain as if her pelvis was being torn apart.

Then gradually the pain disappeared and an indescribable excitement began to surge.

“Ah, n-no… Hnn.”

Charlie’s hands wandered over Hector’s broad back.

The thick scent that entered through their connected bodies enveloped her entire body.

It felt exactly as if Hector was mixing into her flowing blood.

And it was the same for Hector as well.

Hector, who had pushed deeply into her body, began to thrust his hips.

“Ahh. Nngh…”

As the thrusting motions grew stronger, her head naturally tilted back and high-pitched moans burst out.

Her slender body panted in rhythm with his movements.

Her rounded br*asts swayed back and forth, crossing the air.

The surging pleasure was truly shocking.

Her vision flashed white and she felt like she might lose her reason like this.

Feeling afraid, Charlie fumbled at Hector’s chest.

“W-Wait. Y-Your Gra… Ahh.”

“Hector.”

Hector gazed down at Charlie intently.

His slightly furrowed brow and disheveled expression were something Charlie had never seen before.

“Call me by my name.”

His low, thick voice mixed with rough breathing was incredibly decadent.

Charlie, overcome with embarrassment, avoided Hector’s gaze and mumbled softly.

“…Hector.”

“Yes.”

Hector kissed Charlie’s forehead in response.

How long had she been calling out Hector’s name while breathing heavily?

Her body, reaching climax once again, shuddered.

Then Hector embraced Charlie tightly.

“……!”

A hot sensation flowed into Charlie’s body.

At that moment, an indescribable feeling overwhelmed her as if it would shatter her entire body.

Her open mouth couldn’t even utter a moan, just gasped.

“Charlie. Breathe.”

“Ugh…”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Charlie.”

Hector patted her trembling body as if to reassure her.

“Take a long breath.”

“Haa… Ha…”

“Well done.”

Charlie’s breathing, exhaling along with Hector, began to stabilize.

Not knowing that her prayer had been answered, Charlie fell asleep nestled in Hector’s arms.

* * *

“See? What did I tell you?”

Leon, who had safely arrived at the Duke’s residence, raised his nose proudly.

As soon as they left the square, dozens of Imperial Guards stationed everywhere had followed them.

Indeed, they seemed to have mistaken Tanner for Charlie.

But the Imperial Guards were no match for Leon. He was a figure comparable even to Noel and Cedric, who possessed powerful abilities.

The gap was so wide that he wondered if they were really chasing him.

If it weren’t for the attack magic bursting in the distance, he wouldn’t have known.

“Did you see? Those Imperial Guard bastards couldn’t even touch my shadow.”

It was a bit annoying, but since it was true, Tanner couldn’t refute.

It was then that two long shadows crossed the Duke’s residence.

“At this rate, a thousand trangs… Mmph!”

Tanner, who had been silently listening to the boasting, suddenly covered Leon’s mouth.

“Shh. Lower your voice.”

Leon also lowered his voice in response to Tanner’s behavior, looking around as if someone was there.

“Why are you suddenly like this?”

Clearly, they had shaken off all the Imperial Guards. They had even finished scouting the area before entering the mansion.

Besides, where was this? It was the Hunt family’s residence.

Magic barriers were set up everywhere, making infiltration impossible even for the Emperor himself.

For a moment, Leon, who had been holding his breath, glanced at Tanner with narrowed eyes.

“If you don’t want to give me credit, just say so.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to.”

“You’re just changing the subject for no reason, aren’t you?”

Tanner frowned.

“You’re skilled, but your problem is that you’re overconfident.”

“Overconfident?”

“You still don’t understand?”

What on earth was he talking about? Leon looked around.

“What’s there… !”

At that moment, Leon’s spine tingled as he sensed a powerful energy.

The darkness surrounding the mansion was not a shadow created by the night, but Hector’s ability.

“What is this…”

Tanner sneered at Leon, who was struck with astonishment.

“Why are you so surprised? It’s just shielding one duchy and the grand ducal residence.”

“What? The duchy too?”

“Probably so.”

“You mean His Grace went to the duchy?!”

“What are you talking about? He’s probably in his bedroom.”

Leon’s head tilted, not understanding.

Tanner smiled slightly and patted Leon’s shoulder.

“You’d be absolutely thrilled if you saw Chaos, wouldn’t you?”

Tanner walked away from the dumbfounded Leon with hurried steps.

“It seems I’ve won the bet after all.”

NINE.

Inside the Wilkins ducal residence.

Pale smoke swirled in jade-colored eyes, giving off a strange feeling.

Hair of the same color swayed lightly with his movements.

“…Who on earth could it have been?”

Noel muttered as if talking to himself.

His appearance, an ambiguous mix between a boy and an adult, made it difficult to gauge his age.

His empty gaze and languid expression also made it hard to discern his thoughts.

Originally, ability users tend to have characteristics that resemble the power they possess.

Among them, Noel could be described as the wind itself, from his personality to his appearance.

A freedom that was not bound to anything. It was as if only his long, elaborate earrings were holding him back from flying away.

“Did something happen at the Eve?”

Noel’s younger brother, Abel Wilkins, spoke, sensing something different from usual.

Because Noel was sitting in the office chair instead of lying on the sofa.

Noel, sensing something was amiss, spoke.

“Yes.”

Abel’s eyes widened.

“Did you have a fight with Duke Cedric?!”

“No. I didn’t see him.”

“Then Marquis Miller?”

Noel shook his head, indicating it wasn’t that either.