Evelyn’s cheeks flushed red as Hezel’s thigh became even more soaked than in the dream. The sight made her look like a deliciously ripe peach, causing the smile on Hezel’s lips to fade.

His c*ck was painfully hard with the urge to lift that cumbersome summer dress and thrust into her right away, but he held back.

It wasn’t time yet. He wanted to savor this delectable prey he had encountered after so long, slowly and properly. Listening to the footsteps of maids busily passing outside the drawing room, he slowly pulled away.

He caught Evelyn’s arm as she nearly collapsed to the floor, and brought his lips to her ear.

“Come to the suite room of the hotel in the plaza by midnight today. Those things earlier are my gift.”

The warm breath brushing against her earlobe caused moist fluid to flow between her legs. Hezel, after tidying Evelyn’s disheveled hair, stepped back. He calmly opened the drawing room door and left, his footsteps and polite farewells to the maids gradually fading away.

For a while, Evelyn leaned against the windowsill, catching her breath, then turned to check the clock on the wall. Eight hours until midnight. Even doing a somersault to look at him, Hezel didn’t appear to be someone suffering from the after-effects of an encounter with a first-class monster.

‘I should probably pretend to go to bed early tonight too?’

This was all a noble sacrifice for the sake of raising Hezel’s affection and achieving the harem ending with all the male leads. Definitely not for the lustful demon that had been raging inside her stomach since earlier.

Deliberately ignoring her private parts that were already tingling with anticipation of what was to come, Evelyn headed to the bathroom.

***

Having lost consciousness upon entering the maze created by the first-class monster, he had briefly regained awareness before finally waking up the following afternoon. Had the security personnel he had stationed around the auction house not used the secret passage to extract him as soon as the maze was dispelled, his situation would have been quite awkward.

“It seems the siren’s essence caused the problem.”

“It appears it wasn’t just a simple essence but rather the monster’s core. I recall hearing that first-class monsters can conceal their form within their cores.”

“They say they possess intelligence comparable to humans. Quite troublesome abilities they have.”

The siren’s essence that he had purchased at great expense was the essence of a king who had led sirens in the sea. The siren king, whom he had naturally assumed dead, seemed to have transferred his core to the essence and waited quietly for his opportunity.

“To handle such a first-class monster within three hours of the maze forming and disappear without a trace.”

Among them, monsters with territorialization abilities were particularly difficult to deal with as their cores were harder to locate. Not only had someone eliminated it without leaving even the smallest remnant, but even the imperial family and the Grand Temple had yet to identify who it was.

“There shouldn’t have been someone that skilled among the clients we invited.”

The clients of the secret auctions he regularly hosted were mainly wealthy individuals or nobles with niche tastes. Occasionally, widely known artists would participate in the auctions as well. But they were by no means individuals born with magical power, or even if they were, none who could handle a first-class monster’s core without leaving any trace.

That’s not to say there were no suspects(?) he could think of.

“Have you looked into that woman?”

The suspicious woman who had approached him before the first-class monster swallowed the entire auction house. Though she had covered her face with a half-mask, and strangely, the more he tried to recall, the hazier her face and demeanor became. Before the auction house transformed into a maze, the woman had clearly mentioned “monster’s tears” to him, attempting to request something.

“We’re searching by cross-referencing with the invitation list.”

Hearing the report that there had been no significant progress yet, Hezel walked to the window. He could see people busily crossing the streets bathed in reddish sunset. Among them, a woman carrying an armful of books while wearing a thin blouse and a long skirt caught his eye. Hezel’s lips curled upward as lewd memories naturally surfaced.

“Kane. Do first-class monsters appear in people’s dreams to suck out their energy?”

“I’ve heard they sometimes mimic humans, but typically they devour humans whole rather than sucking out their energy. I don’t believe I’ve heard of such cases.”

“Then what was that?”

“……?”

“It was too vivid to be just a dream.”

His c*ck reacted first just from seeing someone in similar attire. Hezel turned to look at his confused attendant with a smile, then looked down at his own er*ction that seemed ready to burst through his hospital pants.

It was too vivid to be called a wet dream; the memory of exploring, licking, and craving every corner of the woman’s body still remained intact throughout his body. Especially the unique bodily fluid that had flowed down his Adam’s apple. Recalling that fluid which had evoked a strange thirst and hunger, he stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.

“Find every woman with white hair who participated in the auction that day. Preferably with white hair and pink eyes.”

If there are none in the empire, expand the search to neighboring kingdoms and find every single person with white hair.

Since Hezel had never before issued such a vague order, his attendant Kane was inwardly flustered.

‘Has he found a new plaything?’

Whoever it was, they were truly unfortunate. Inwardly clicking his tongue, Kane left the hospital room to gather more information related to the auction house. Left alone, Hezel, with his gaze fixed outside the window, stroked the shaft of his p*nis with one hand.

Recalling the wet flesh of the woman he had encountered in his dream, prec*m immediately began to leak. The mysterious woman who had approached him just before he was trapped in the maze. The woman who had intertwined bodies with him in his dream while he was unconscious. And the mysterious being who had cleanly disposed of the first-class monster’s core without a trace.

“Why do I feel like they’re all the same person?”

Hezel’s lips curved into a chilling smile—he had been told countless times since childhood that his intuition was particularly animalistic.

I’ll find out once I find her. Recalling the woman who had looked up at him with a whimpering expression in his dream, his p*nis ached to the point of throbbing. If the woman had been before him, he might have buried his c*ck in her sticky private parts and moved his hips like a madman.

That night, Hezel m*sturbated until his c*ck was chafed for the first time since becoming an adult. Then, after inquiring about every white-haired person in the empire, he discovered a woman who exactly matched the description after ten days.

“The Saintess? That woman everyone’s been talking about on the streets lately?”

“Yes. She was at the Grand Temple until recently but is currently staying at the imperial palace preparing for the Founding Festival and Purification Ceremony. She’s the only one who matches the characteristics you mentioned.”

Hezel read through the materials about Evelyn that his capable attendant Kane had handed him. Slurp, suck, slurp. The sounds of an unnamed woman he had met at the casino yesterday dawn, taking his p*nis fully into her mouth and sucking it, filled the room, but neither Hezel nor Kane batted an eye.

“The Saintess, huh.”

Indeed, all Saintesses throughout history were born with powers that counteracted monsters. Given her record of instantly healing the former Knight Commander and Vice Commander who had been injured by a second-class monster, she might have easily handled a first-class monster as well.

“The Founding Festival is coming soon. Kane, prepare gifts for the Saintess and schedule an audience.”

Originally, he had planned to approach the Saintess at the grand banquet in the imperial palace on the day of the Founding Festival to slowly discover what benefits she could bring him, but he changed his mind. If the Saintess was truly the woman he had been looking for…

“Urgh.”

After sucking on it for about an hour with no particular reaction, his p*nis suddenly grew larger in her mouth, causing the woman to cough painfully. Far from pulling back, Hezel thrust his c*ck deep into the suffering woman’s mouth and muttered in a chillingly subdued voice.

“I’ll know when I meet the Saintess. Why my c*ck only responds to her since that day.”

He would make her take responsibility for this abnormal phenomenon happening to him. Even if she wasn’t the one, it didn’t matter. He could simply console himself with the fact that he had made an acquaintance with the Saintess earlier through this opportunity.

With such thoughts, he visited the imperial palace with a light heart. But the moment he met Evelyn’s light pink eyes looking back at him, he thought: I must have her by any means necessary.