But the world had changed much since five hundred years ago, so there might be methods he had overlooked. This was the real reason Ian couldn’t visit Evelyn for about a month after the Purification Ceremony began.

While mobilizing all the sages of the Tower to find a way to completely eradicate the demon, he received reports of ominous energy detected in the notoriously rugged Locken Mountains. A power different in dimension from all magical beasts encountered so far. The land around the mountain range, already half-consumed by demonic energy, was completely dominated by it.

While investigating the mountains himself, he encountered Hezel, who had tracked the Beast’s Tear to this range. Hezel, who had already been monitoring Evelyn’s every move and had received reports about Ian, immediately recognized his identity. He then proposed a temporary alliance.

“What do I gain from this alliance?”

“Even someone like you would find it difficult to locate and capture a magical beast with this level of power in one go. And if black magic were to erupt in the process, that demon sleeping inside you would go berserk, so you can’t risk that either, right?”

“You know quite a lot about me.”

Enough to make me want to kill you.

As threatening magical energy flickered at Ian’s fingertips, Hezel, whose survival instinct was superior to most, immediately raised both hands.

“Calm down. I just happened to learn about you while monitoring Evelyn.”

“That makes me want to kill you even more violently.”

“Even though I have a plausible plan? I’ll help you capture that magical beast alive. In exchange, once you’ve achieved what you want, give me the ‘Beast’s Tear’ that comes out after k*lling it.”

He spoke so confidently that he kept him alive out of curiosity about his plan. He proposed using bait that would make the magical beast drool to lure it into the valley. And that bait was, unfortunately, Evelyn, who now wore an expression worse than a pig being dragged to sl*ughter.

There was only one reason Ian accepted Hezel’s proposal: to naturally reduce one of the men sharing Evelyn’s body. If he eliminated them one by one, eventually only he would remain.

Hiding these dark intentions perfectly, Ian briefly kissed the cheek of the pouting Evelyn.

“So don’t worry, Evelyn.”

“You’re blatantly making me out to be the villain. Do you think I’d let the Saintess die at the hands of such a creature?”

The ‘Beast’s Tear’ extends its owner’s lifespan and prevents aging. Originally, Hezel wanted to obtain it for himself. To enjoy this rotten world for a long time, even on behalf of his adoptive father, who died not long after taking him in. But now his purpose had changed.

“The Saintess will live for a very, very long time.”

Hezel, occupying Evelyn’s right side, nibbled on the back of her hand with his lips as she struggled to recover from the shock of the bait ending. Finding herself somehow caught between two men receiving bait-like courtship, Evelyn thought with a soulless face.

‘A threesome would be better than this.’

…Really.

***

The temporary allies Hezel and the Tower Master showed extraordinary initiative. The night before arriving at the last village to be purified. Hezel, who had infiltrated the quiet base without a sound except for the knights on watch, woke the dozing Evelyn.

“Mmph…!”

“Sleep well, Saintess? I’ve come to get you.”

“Mmph, mph.”

“Haah. The Saintess is sticky all over. No wonder my c*ck goes crazy whenever it sees the Saintess.”

It’s all because of the Saintess, so take responsibility.

Is this what you say while suddenly shoving your g*nitals into the mouth of someone who was just sleeping? Evelyn looked up at Hezel with indignant eyes, but any protest was impossible due to the c*ck filling her mouth to the point of bursting. The slightly curved gl*ns dug deep, stabbing directly at her uvula.

Startled from having just woken up, Evelyn pushed the gl*ns with her tongue. The small tongue pressed firmly against the urethral opening that was dripping prec*m. Hezel’s hips trembled as he exhaled a rough breath, then grabbed the back of Evelyn’s head and pushed his p*nis deeper.

Gently stroking Evelyn’s round head as she groaned, Hezel slowly thrust his hips as if piston-pumping, then suddenly pulled out his g*nitals. A long silver thread stretched between his c*ck, soaked with saliva, and Evelyn’s lips.

Hezel laid down the panting Evelyn, who was catching her breath, and positioned himself over her body. The problem was that Hezel’s head was facing her womanhood, which was already wet just from f*llatio. Naturally, the long p*nis now pointing toward her face poked at the surprised Evelyn’s cheek.

“H-Hezel? What’s this position?”

“You’re in for a rough night. It would be unfair if only I felt good. I’ll make the Saintess feel good too.”

“I think the Tower Master is waiting. I’m fine, so just… hnngh!”

Slurp. Hezel, who had been flicking her cl*toris with the tip of his tongue, pressed his lips against it and sucked. The pleasure of stabbing down like a harpoon made the face of Ian, who would be waiting with traps in the valley where they had agreed to lure the magical beast, evaporate from her mind. The wet sounds rising from below made Evelyn feel as if her insides were being thoroughly licked, causing her to frantically push away the sheets with her feet.

“Ahng, hah, stop!”

“Someone might hear at this rate. If it’s hard to hold back your moans, bite down on my c*ck instead.”

Spreading her buttock flesh with both hands, Hezel licked her entire womanhood with his tongue, then buried it in the hole where love juices were gushing out. Slurp, sluuurp. Sporadic orgasms followed as his hot lips greedily sucked up the fluids flowing from her vaginal opening.

Unable to hold back anymore, Evelyn twisted her body and moaned, then startled by someone passing by the tent, took Hezel’s p*nis that had been pressing against her cheek into her mouth. As the gl*ns was gently sucked into the warm mucous membrane, Hezel, who had been thoroughly probing her inner walls with his tongue, muttered a soft curse.

His slick tongue, wet with her fluids instead of saliva, traced down her entire womanhood. With a pleasure that felt like her insides were burning, Evelyn unconsciously raised her hips to press her s*x more firmly against Hezel’s lips. At the same time, her mouth diligently sucked his entire p*nis, licking up all the prec*m leaking from his urethral opening.

‘More.’

I want to taste more. With completely glazed eyes, Evelyn took Hezel’s p*nis deeper. She began to playfully tease the protruding veins on his shaft with her tongue. Hezel’s thighs tensed at the snake-like movements of her tongue, which squeezed his p*nis like her inner walls would, and the tightness of her throat wasn’t enough.

“Kugh…!”

Thick fluid poured from Hezel’s c*ckhead, which had already reached its limit. Thanks to him hastily pulling out his p*nis just before ej*culation, the fluid splashed directly onto Evelyn’s face and chest area. Seeing Evelyn unable to properly open her eyes while covered in his s*men, a violent heat boiled in his mind.

Hezel, who had long erased the promise and plan with the Tower Master from his mind, positioned himself between Evelyn’s legs. Then he immediately thrust his p*nis, still unsatisfied after ej*culating once, into her soaking wet womanhood.

It was an hour later when Ian, who had been waiting after setting up a large magic circle to capture the magical beast in the valley, witnessed this absurd scene.

“Ah, ah, nng, huu!”

“Saintess. Why don’t you just be mine? Hmm? I want to feed only my seed into this place.”

I’ll treat you well. I’ll do everything you ask for, and put everything you want in those small hands.

Evelyn writhed as Hezel urged her to choose him while pressing against her cervix with his curved gl*ns. Each time his scrotum slapped against her convulsing b*ttocks, love juices splashed and scattered in all directions.

‘E-Everyone lives. Everyone lives ending.’

She almost answered that she would, due to his c*ck thrusting so hard into her depths that it made squelching sounds, but she gritted her teeth and endured. If she did, they might truly end up with a bloodshed ending.

Hezel grabbed and pulled down Evelyn’s waist as she tried to crawl away, unable to bear the burning pleasure in her womanhood, and thrust his p*nis deeper. Feeling her vaginal walls twitch and cling to his shaft, Hezel exhaled with satisfaction.

“Huu. Can you feel it? My c*ck is buried this deep inside the Saintess.”