One hour later.

“The Empress is the one who died, but I don’t understand why your face looks more like a corpse.”

Luinel, who was conducting the memorial service in place of the Emperor, who had collapsed from the shock of the Empress’s death, clicked his tongue. Evelyn, barely managing to force a smile, paid her respects in a black dress. Nobles who had rushed to the Imperial Palace since early morning whispered among themselves.

“I heard the Empress suddenly passed away in her sleep?”

“They say the Third Prince is now refusing all food and drink.”

“I’m more worried about His Majesty’s health deteriorating because of this. In this case, the next throne…”

Ignoring the sound of rain beating against her ears and countless speculations, Evelyn walked toward the coffin placed in the center of the memorial service. In this world, when a high-ranking person dies, they are mourned for seven days. It was customary for mourners, regardless of status, to drop a single lily on the coffin.

‘How on earth am I supposed to close the rift?’

Should she ask the male leads, who were worse than mortal enemies, to try again? If she made a mistake, she might turn to dust and scatter in the game next month…

“What are you thinking about so intently, Evelyn?”

Along with the languid voice she was hearing for the first time in nearly two weeks, the lily that had slipped from her hand stopped in mid-air. The raindrops that had been pouring down with enough force to destroy the Empress’s palace, now transformed into a memorial hall, also froze. All sounds in the space, including the majestic organ melody filling the palace interior, were completely erased.

Evelyn, watching the world that had frozen in the blink of an eye with trembling eyes, quickly turned around. As far as she knew, there was only one person who could do such an impossible thing.

“Ian? Is it really you?”

A bright smile that even she hadn’t fully registered spread across Evelyn’s face. Ian, his gaze fixed on her smiling face, leaned forward. His long, straight fingers removed a flower petal tangled in Evelyn’s hair.

“I’m back.”

Recently, Ian, the head of the Magic Tower, and Nox, the Knight Commander responsible for the empire’s security, had begun strengthening the security around the rift zone. It was a temporary measure to block the monsters that randomly emerged from the rift that was still only half closed.

‘Nox is one thing.’

As far as she knew, Ian’s morality had worn away long ago. She had thought he was a master of black magic who had willingly sacrificed his humanity as a side effect. At the time, Ian looked at Evelyn, who was admiring him, with a strange expression, and added meaningful words, ‘There are other things I need to research there.’

“Did your separate research go well too?”

“More or less.”

At least you won’t be wandering outside anymore.

The voice penetrating her eardrums and the touch caressing her hair felt somehow sticky. Perhaps because of that, her lower parts reflexively became wet, independent of her will. Feeling her body gradually heating up from just simple contact, Evelyn tried to change the subject.

Tried to, that is.

“But why did time suddenly stop… ah.”

A large hand cupped her cheek, and then a smooth tongue suddenly parted her lips and delved inside. The tongue eagerly exploring her mouth quickly made her breathless, and her legs weakened. An arm full of lean muscles supported Evelyn’s waist as she nearly collapsed in place.

Slurp, suck. Ian frantically sucked her bodily fluids like someone who had suffered from thirst for a long time.

Through their bodies now pressed tightly together, she felt his temperature, cooler than others’. Evelyn, who had momentarily forgotten where she was and continued kissing while clinging to Ian’s neck, flinched.

‘Why does it feel bigger?’

Despite having taken it countless times from below during the past year. The p*nis of surprising volume had been poking her lower abdomen for a while now.

Seeing Evelyn unable to take her eyes off his g*nitals, Ian slowly pulled his lips away. He licked up even the silver thread that stretched between them as if it were too precious to waste, then nibbled on her earlobe and whispered.

“It’s troublesome when you look at me with eyes that say you’re dying to eat it.”

It makes me want to pound you like a dog right now.

From the moment he spotted Evelyn standing in the center of the memorial hall, his p*nis had long been beyond control. His painfully er*ect member, making his lower body ache, was dripping prec*m like water. His hand, which had been circling her earlobe, slid down to her full br*asts that even the spacious dress couldn’t fully conceal.

Simultaneously, the black dress enveloping Evelyn’s entire body was cut precisely in half and fell to the floor.

“……!”

Even though time had stopped, this was still a memorial service attended by all the empire’s prominent nobles. If by chance the magic were to break, causing a catastrophe… Just as the unimaginable situation made her dizzy,

The powerful grip squeezing her br*ast with crushing intensity drew a pleasure-filled moan from Evelyn’s lips.

“Haah.”

Due to the coolness inside the memorial hall, her stiffly er*ect peaks were crushed between Ian’s middle and index fingers. Despite being thoroughly exhausted by Luinel and Hezel just yesterday morning, her body’s honest response to Ian’s touch was incredibly embarrassing.

“Um, Tower Master. No matter what, we should be more careful about the place… ah.”

Ian, who had been playing with her milky white br*asts in his hands, alternately sucked on both n*pples. The electrifying pleasure shooting through her chest caused warm love juices to flow between Evelyn’s thighs.

“I don’t have the luxury for that right now.”

As he said this, Ian’s pupils were subtly dilated. Evelyn quietly closed her mouth and focused on the pleasure from her n*pples. From her experience, she knew better than anyone that no common sense or words would get through to Ian when he had that look in his eyes.

“Haa, wait.”

“No matter what, doing this on top of a coffin with a corpse inside is a bit…!”

Despite being able to teleport to the Magic Tower with just a gesture, Ian deliberately lifted her up and placed her on the coffin. As the lilies that had been piled high on the coffin lid scattered to the ground, Evelyn was forced to face the high ceiling of the annex palace.

“T-Tower Master. Wouldn’t it be better to move to your bedroom to continue this, hngh.”

Ian pressed down gently on Evelyn’s shoulders as she hurriedly tried to get up, positioning himself between her legs. His dark, bumpy member, which always made her wonder if it belonged to a demon, was pressed against her navel.

Evelyn bit her lip, having reached the point where she could achieve a light climax just from facing the male leads’ members. Her private parts throbbed at the memory of that abnormally large and thick member stirring her inner walls.

“I haven’t even put it in yet. Why are you squirming like that?”

His delicate fingers scooped up the fluid being expelled from her pulsating entrance. Evelyn’s waist jerked up convulsively as his index finger pressed firmly against her swollen cl*toris.

“Tower Master, Tower Master, ahh!”

“I told you to call me Ian.”

I guess I have no choice. I’ll have to engrave it into your body again.

Murmuring in a languid voice, Ian grabbed both her ankles and placed them on his shoulders. His decadent face drew close to her private parts.

Even though it was a rainy morning, Evelyn’s face flushed red with shame as her private parts were fully exposed in the middle of the memorial hall.

“Ian!”

“Yes, Evelyn.”

Ian, who had stopped wearing his mask some time ago, smiled with his eyes so beautifully that it made her lower abdomen tighten. After poking her glistening entrance with his tongue, he buried his nose in her private parts. Evelyn was horrified at the sight of him taking a deep breath and tried to move her body backward, but it was useless.