Viktor was unaware of what was happening outside.
He was certain that he was immersed in a succubus's carefully crafted paradise.
This sensation, like an electric current coursing through the body, brings a tingling, electric-like feeling.
It's as if desire has woven a tight net, making one yearn to be forever immersed in it, without ever having to break free.
However, Victor has never been afraid of any challenge.
So, just as the other person said, Viktor opened his eyes.
The moment I opened my eyes, the heaviness that had been pressing down on me vanished instantly.
Instead, the surrounding scenery began to become hazy and elusive.
As colors and fragments dance and combine in the air.
The familiar office scene has been transformed into a brand-new guest room that has never been occupied.
Now, he stands there, wearing a trench coat.
The girl in front of me sat on the bed, cautiously, as if making a request that she considered rather unreasonable:
"Professor, may I hug you?"
She swayed her body, spoke softly, clasped her hands tightly together in front of her chest, and her cheeks were flushed.
The pleading tone was so fragile, like crystal that could shatter at the slightest touch, that it evoked pity.
Viktor vividly remembers that scene.
This happened when he defeated the demon of greed, redeemed Henney, and brought her home for the first time.
It was here that he realized Henne was not an ordinary human.
The reason she lacks magic is because she was originally a succubus.
In this very room, Heni's desires were fulfilled, and the seed of magic began to sprout within her.
Victor once thought that this was because the characteristics of the Demon of Greed had left a mark on Heni's body.
Satisfying her greed will enhance her magic and make her a true sorcerer.
However, as time went on, he began to have doubts about this:
How can a person's desires be so simple, that they can be satisfied merely through intimate contact?
The name "greed" originates from the endless greed.
That is an emptiness that can never be filled.
But at that time, he didn't think about these things in depth.
But now, when he faces Henney again.
He gained a new understanding.
Desire is not limited to greed.
What he satisfied for Henne was probably more than just that small amount of greed.
Rather, it is a different, more specific kind of desire.
At this moment, the succubus in front of me gently swayed her graceful figure.
It was Viktor's prolonged silence that made her feel uneasy, and a sense of tension and fear spread throughout her body.
Her hands were clasped together, she was so nervous that she barely dared to make a sound, and she carefully lowered her head even further.
Although Victor couldn't see her full figure, and even her movements were barely perceptible.
But that unique allure continued to spread like a gentle drizzle.
It gently brushed against the tip of his nose, stirring up some kind of impulse deep within him.
Last time, however, she kept apologizing in the face of Viktor's silence.
She muttered to herself whether her request was too much and begged Viktor to forget all about it.
But now, she has grown up.
Viktor knew perfectly well that everything she was doing was an act.
Hene knew it perfectly well.
She was doing everything she could to please Victor, hoping to get the unfulfilled desire in her heart from him.
Longing to be loved.
Therefore, this time, the succubus did not do that.
She maintained her cautiousness, yet revealed a touch of boldness within it.
The blanket seemed to have a will of its own, silently slipping off Henney's back and gently landing on her shoulder.
A glimpse of her fair shoulders was visible in Viktor's eyes.
Although the blanket covered most of it, a corner of its outline still revealed an alluring beauty.
In the hazy light, a hint of pink hue peeked from her skin, like a waterfall leading to desire.
Heni's eyes were dreamy and affectionate, her gaze fixed firmly on Victor.
A captivating blush spread across her cheeks, and even her breath seemed to carry a tender, sweet scent, clearly visible.
"Professor, you really..."
Before she could finish speaking, Henney stretched out her hands to Victor.
She tilted her head, and the blanket completely fell off her body.
The subtle fragrance, warm to the touch, transforms into a captivating and alluring incense.
The entire room was filled with this sudden ambiguity.
Don't you want to hug me?
...
This was the third time Victor had opened his eyes.
This time, he found himself lying in bed.
The surrounding decorations belong to his bedroom in the royal residence.
The trench coat remained intact on my body.
Fortunately, the other party at least left him some clothes.
Viktor knew that all these changes were not an illusion.
To be honest, if it were an illusion, Viktor would have realized it long ago.
This place is composed of a series of independent spaces.
Viktor could sense subtle fluctuations in magical energy with each movement.
That was the reaction Henne reacted when she transferred him to another space here.
After all, this is a magic tower built based on the model of a mage tower.
As the master of the magic tower, Heni is able to freely lead others through these spaces.
These spaces were all carefully decorated to resemble scenes from Victor's memories.
For Henney, these places undoubtedly hold her most precious memories.
The first time, she chose his office.
That was not only the place where they first met, but also a place that Hene particularly loved.
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