Though his voice sounded flat, his red eyes, looking down at her trembling form, flashed more ferociously than a beast’s.

“Um, then, could we please go slowly… Hngh!”

“More slowly than this? That’s a bit difficult.”

The bulbous head, as thick as a child’s fist, forcibly spread her narrow entrance as it entered. Even though she had only taken the gl*ns so far, Evelyn’s thighs convulsed at the feeling of every pleasure point in her inner walls being pressed.

“P-please, spa—nngh!”

“You’re more dramatic than you look. I’m trying my best to hold back.”

Whoosh. Contrary to his words, he immediately pushed his p*nis in, letting out a quiet breath. The wet folds clinging tightly all over his p*nis made his tailbone tingle, as if they were thoroughly licking his shaft.

“Stop squeezing. It feels like my d*ck is going to melt.”

“But it’s—ack—something’s wrong… Aah!”

“What exactly is wrong and how?”

You need to speak clearly for me to understand, Evelyn.

Calling her by name for the first time, he buried his p*nis to the hilt. Her delicate pubic bone was already soaked with fluids, and there was a squelching sound as his dark t*sticles collided with her. Evelyn’s eyes widened at the sensation of her insides being stretched to their limit, as if all her organs were being pulled up along with it.

“Ah, no. Stop, stop coming in. Ahhngh!”

Evelyn’s legs, which had been flailing as if instinctively trying to push away his p*nis, became completely entangled in black magical energy. As her legs were forcibly spread wider, his p*nis filled her inner walls to the bursting point, pushing in one breath to places it shouldn’t reach before pulling back to the entrance.

“……!”

Could today be the day? The day I meet my end from taking in the male leads’ impossible penises.

Such absurd thoughts crossed her mind as her reason completely evaporated due to his p*nis rapidly probing the tightly pressed mucous membranes. Perhaps because Ian’s shaft was particularly concentrated with dark veins, each thrust of his hips completely ravaged her entire inner wall.

Squelch, squelch, squelch! Evelyn’s body, unable to escape, shook helplessly with Ian’s increasingly rapid hip movements. Ian’s eyes darkened as he looked down at Evelyn, her entire body flushed red, barely managing to take his p*nis.

He wanted to ruin that small face, already crying with her ankles bound by his magic, even more thoroughly. Feeling this twisted impulse for the first time in his life, Ian began to probe her closed vaginal walls even more violently.

Splash, thud, thud-thud! Her thin fluid, shooting from her cl*toris, dripped down between his fully pumped thighs. After repeatedly pressing down on her squirming b*ttocks to thrust to the hilt and then pulling back to the gl*ns, his once-black p*nis now glistened, covered in white viscous fluid.

“I told you. That you’d get used to it. See? Your lower part is biting down on my c*ck like it wants to devour it.”

“Hnn, nngh, haaah!”

“Seems you can’t hear me.”

Ian let out a low laugh at her inner walls, which squeezed his entire p*nis as if twisting it. Burying his p*nis in the deepest part of her convulsing v*gina, he firmly pressed down on her small b*ttocks and ej*culated. Ian licked his wet lips with his tongue, feeling a dense satisfaction he hadn’t experienced for quite some time.

“The effect seems quite good.”

Whether it was his imagination or not, the demon’s presence that always kept his nerves on edge seemed to have diminished somewhat. Slowly thrusting his hips, rubbing the mixed s*men thoroughly across her vaginal walls, he looked down at the half-unconscious Evelyn.

“Still, treatment is most effective when done daily, right? Evelyn.”

“Hnn. No more…”

“From now on, come to my bedroom at the top of the Magic Tower every midnight.”

If you’re late, the treatment time might get longer.

Flipping Evelyn’s body over with his magic as she begged to be spared, he thrust his c*ck again into her entrance, from which s*men was oozing out.

***

The Tower Master was truly insane. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have thought to thrust that impossibly shaped p*nis into her s*x right up until the Purification Ceremony.

Moreover, because he handled magic as easily as breathing, she couldn’t even faint at will. Whenever she tried to lose consciousness from the overwhelming pleasure, Ian would forcibly infuse magic into her body to wake her up, making her endure that monstrous p*nis with her entire body all night long.

As a result, Evelyn, who had recently been forced to suffer from sleep deprivation, paused mid-yawn. Crown Prince Luinel, whom she was facing after a long time with the Purification Ceremony just around the corner, was glaring at her with piercing eyes.

“You seem quite busy every night lately. Sleep-deprived, are you?”

Being the only male lead who knew the Tower Master’s secret, he was the first to notice that Evelyn had been physically healing Ian every night. Naturally, when Luinel, who had planned to visit her manor the day after she first slept with the Tower Master, discovered that Evelyn had disappeared, he nearly went mad.

And after tracking her energy, he found Evelyn in the Magic Tower’s infirmary. In a state practically pickled in Ian’s s*men.

Even then, Ian, who hadn’t stopped thrusting his p*nis into Evelyn’s body, wasn’t at all flustered when Luinel suddenly burst into the infirmary.

Rather, he calmly said, “Evelyn’s cold. Close the door,” and openly continued to thrust his c*ck into her right in front of Luinel. Seeing this, Luinel seemed quite angry, but soon, as if unwilling to lose, he forced his p*nis into the gasping Evelyn’s mouth.

‘To think that was already a month ago.’

Before she knew it, more than three months had passed since she entered this game. It felt like three years had gone by, but it was hard to believe that only three months had actually passed.

“I’m sorry. Where were we?”

“We were discussing how we’ll leave the capital early tomorrow morning and cross the Hiberk Mountains, Saintess.”

Nox, who didn’t know that Evelyn was diligently serving as a physical healer at the Magic Tower every night, gently tucked her falling hair behind her ear. They were currently in the Crown Prince’s Palace conference room, making final reviews of the Purification Ceremony schedule, which was just a day away.

“As His Highness the Crown Prince said, you seem to be overexerting yourself lately. Shall I call for a physician?”

“No, I’m fine. The Master of the trading company sent me some supplements a few days ago, and I’ve been taking them daily.”

Nox’s brow furrowed slightly at the mention of “the Master of the trading company” from her lips. It made sense, as Hezel was the polar opposite of Nox, who pursued goodness and justice.

Evelyn, who had been thinking about Hezel, who would be conducting all sorts of business in the shadows even at this moment while they were having a meeting about the Purification Ceremony, refocused on the discussion.

“…so we need to complete the purification work all the way to Ionica, once called a duchy, before winter arrives.”

“The schedule seems quite tight. It’s almost like touring the entire continent. Is it possible in three months?”

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that one-third of the continent’s land had been contaminated by demonic energy due to the rift that occurred five hundred years ago. It was impossible to purify all of it with a mere three-month schedule. That’s why the Empire had prioritized the lands that absolutely needed to be purified.

Among them, the Duchy of Ionica once possessed such fertile soil that it was called the land of grain. After Ionica became contaminated with demonic energy and the Empire absorbed the duchy’s citizens into imperial territory, it became the land the Empire coveted most.

“The Magic Tower has promised not to spare any support, so don’t worry. The Master of Sikarun, the large trading company presumed to have a personal connection with you, has also stepped forward to fully support the Purification Ceremony.”

Why did it feel like Luinel had been mocking her since earlier? She remembered that all he wanted was her body.

Recently, Luinel had been treating her like a resentful concubine. Moreover, her favorability rating, which had been close to 100%, had slightly decreased. Fearing that Luinel’s favorability might plummet, Evelyn subtly approached him as soon as the meeting ended. Luinel, who had been organizing documents with veins popping on his forehead, sensed her presence and turned around.

“What is it?”

Evelyn drooped the corners of her eyes at his voice, which was not just cold but covered in frost.

“Are you perhaps angry with me about something?”

His attitude toward her was directly linked to Luinel’s favorability rating, so she absolutely couldn’t take it lightly. Nox had rushed out after receiving news of a level 3 magical beast appearing on the outskirts of the capital during the meeting. As a result, only the two of them remained in the conference room.