Serina clutched her head, suffering from a hangover.

    She frowned at the throbbing pain in her head.

    She groped the space beside her, but Roderick was already gone.

    With difficulty, she got up and went downstairs.

    Every time she stepped on the creaking stairs, people greeted her with a word or two.

    “Did our hero sleep well?”

    “Doesn’t your head hurt? You were pouring down drinks last night!”

    People burst into laughter.

    ‘What are they talking about?’

    With each step down the stairs, the memories of last night became clearer.

    Her stripping off her robe and pouring down drinks, and the gazes of the people who were mesmerized by the sight.

    Serina’s face turned red, and she couldn’t lift her head.

    Shame enveloped her whole body under the robe.

    Serina sat on a chair in one corner, gritting her teeth and pretending not to notice.

    Just then, the tavern owner brought her a bowl of warm soup.

    “Have some of this. It’ll make you feel better.”

    The owner’s voice was full of kindness.

    “The villagers are all grateful. They’re all saying how amazing it is that you can fight so well as a woman.”

    “Th-thank you.”

    Serina lowered her head and began to eat the soup.

    As the warm soup soothed her stomach, she felt a little better.

    The tavern door opened, and Roderick walked in.

    But beside him was the strange old man who had shouted “Witch” and ran away last night.

    Surprisingly, the old man looked quite different from last night.

    The appearance of a vagrant was nowhere to be seen, and he was dressed somewhat neatly.

    The old man approached Serina’s table with Roderick.

    He bowed politely and apologized for what happened yesterday.

    “I am truly sorry for yesterday. You have such a similar appearance to the Witch that I mistakenly…”

    “It’s okay. Tell me about that Witch.”

    The old man opened his lips with difficulty.

    Serina focused on the story of the ‘Witch’ who had caused him to misunderstand her.

    “My son… disappeared about 20 years ago after going beyond the Boundary. I searched for my son… and even went as far as the Ice Castle. And there, I saw my son completely captivated by the Witch.”

    The old man’s voice trembled.

    A terrible memory seemed to flash through his eyes.

    “With bizarre Restraints on his neck… my son was licking and caressing the Witch’s entire body…. He was even inserting himself into the Witch’s body, driven mad by Pleasure. It wasn’t just my son. Some of the young men who were said to have been attacked by Monsters in the village… were also there, being violated by the Witch in the same way as my son.”

    Serina’s face hardened.

    Roderick’s expression also became serious.

    “I rushed to kill the Witch, but… I was also captured. My son and I were both trapped in the endless Pleasure that the Witch gave, struggling. Then, about five years ago, I managed to escape after waiting for a long time. But my mind was already broken. That’s why I’ve been so erratic ever since.”

    The old man gave Serina a desperate look.

    “That Witch controls not only Monsters but also humans. Especially humans, once they are captured by that Witch, they cannot escape. Because… the Pleasure the Witch gives destroys even the mind.”

    The word ‘Pleasure’ lingered in Serina’s ears.

    It was a word she knew all too well.

    A chill ran down her spine.

    “That Witch is in a castle made of ice, beyond the Boundary. Please… save my son from that hell of Pleasure.”

    The old man looked at Serina and Roderick alternately with desperate eyes.

    “Heroes, please be careful!”

    “Serina! Let’s have a drink together when you come back!”

    “Please come back safe!”

    Leaving the greetings of the villagers behind, Serina and Roderick set out again on the blizzard-swept road.

    “This… is going to be a much more dangerous mission than I thought.”

    Roderick said, tightening his cloak.

    “Are you really going to be okay? If the Witch’s power is that great…”

    Serina lowered her head and sighed deeply.

    “Well, I don’t know either.”

    Serina’s mind was complicated.

    The fact that there was someone else who had met another goddess besides herself was so strange.

    What was the goddess’s intention?

    Why did she revive her?

    And was that being called ‘Witch’ also resurrected from death like her?

    It took them a full half-day from then on.

    There was no suitable place to rest.

    It was the worst environment, where they felt like they would freeze if they stopped even for a moment.

    The knife-like wind hit their faces, and the snowfield under their feet stretched out endlessly.

    It was then.

    In the distance, a huge shadow faintly revealed itself through the blizzard.

    It was the Ice Castle.

    “Is that the place.”

    Roderick said, breathing heavily.

    The two continued to move forward.

    They looked around all the way, but strangely, not a single Monster was seen.

    Only the desolate field covered with ice and snow, and the Ice Castle standing alone.

    It was a bizarre scene, as if cut off from this world.

    As they approached the castle, the two wondered how to sneak into the castle.

    But when they arrived at the castle gate, the gate was already wide open.

    “What’s this?”

    Roderick muttered.

    Serina cautiously stepped inside the castle, not letting her guard down.

    Nothing could be seen inside.

    An empty hall, with ice pillars rising bleakly.

    Not even a sign of life could be felt.

    All sounds seemed to be muffled, and nothing could be heard.

    Then, amidst the sound of the fierce blizzard, she thought she heard a faint sound.

    It was from above.

    Roderick and Serina carefully climbed the stairs, following the sound.

    At the top of the stairs was a corridor made of ice.

    At the end of the corridor, a faint light and a strange sound gradually became clearer.

    A purple flame was burning in the center of the room.

    And under that light, two men and a woman were intertwined.

    Metal Restraints were on the men’s necks.

    They were kneeling at the Witch’s feet, led by her touch.

    Their eyes had already lost their reason, and their pupils were dilated.

    The Witch sat leaning back on a chair made of ice, with long, black hair hanging down.

    The men began to lick the Witch’s wide-open legs.

    Their tongues moved higher and higher, stroking the inside of her thighs.

    The Witch’s back arched backward.

    “Hmm♥ You, come here.”

    She grabbed the testicles of the man who stood up with one hand and pulled him close to her.

    The tongue that came out to meet him wrapped around his testicles.

    She popped them into her mouth one by one.

    Then she sucked and pulled as if sucking on candy.

    Each time the Witch’s mouth sucked, the man’s cock swelled as if it would burst.

    “P-put it in now.”

    The man who had been sucking the Witch’s pussy stood up.

    He inserted his cock into her pussy, which was deeply colored and dark brown.

    “Haa♥ Deeper, more!”

    Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.

    The rough breathing and the dull sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.

    He grabbed the Witch’s breasts and sucked on them, floundering in Pleasure.

    Even at that moment, the Witch’s mouth did not rest.

    She pulled the cock of the man who had been sucking her testicles deep into her throat.

    Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.

    She sucked his cock all the way to the esophagus inside her pussy-shaped lips.

    Their faces were glistening with sweat and saliva.

    Their expressions, distorted by Pleasure, were closer to those of tamed beasts than humans.

    “Hmm♥ Haaum♥”

    The Witch let out a moan of ecstasy and received all the men’s semen.

    She swallowed it all without a second thought.

    Then, she wiped the liquid from her face with her fingers and smiled brightly at Serina and Roderick, who were watching them from outside the door.

    Her smile was like ice.

    Combined with the semen on her face, it gave her an eerie sense of déjà vu.

    Serina stared at the Witch’s face.

    She felt a strange sense of kinship with the somewhat alien beauty.

    She even had the illusion of looking in a mirror.

    Serina opened the door and entered the room.

    Now that the Witch had already noticed, there was no choice.

    Roderick’s posture was somewhat awkward.

    He seemed to be walking with his back arched backward.

    His eyes seemed to be shaking as he glanced at the men intertwined in the room and the Witch’s naked body.

    The Witch smiled seductively at Roderick.

    “Isn’t it painful to hold back like that? Can’t you feel what your body is craving? I’ll make you feel good… come here.”

    At that moment, a purple flash briefly passed through the Witch’s eyes.

    At the same time, Roderick’s body straightened his stiff back, and suddenly the front of his pants bulged.

    He began to approach the Witch one step at a time, slowly, with a blank expression as if he had completely lost his mind.

    “Hey! What are you doing? Are you crazy?”

    Serina hurriedly called out to Roderick.

    But he didn’t seem to hear her.

    Serina saw the bulging pants in her sight.

    “Huh? You pervert.”

    Without hesitation, Serina wrapped her hand in purple Aura and struck the back of Roderick’s head.

    “Argh!”

    Roderick screamed and grabbed the back of his head.

    He shouted annoyedly at Serina.

    “Why did you hit me? Ow, it hurts.”

    The Witch looked dumbfounded as she watched the brainwashing being undone in an instant.

    Then, she discovered the purple Aura wrapped around Serina’s fist and raised the corners of her mouth as if she was interested.

    “Oh ho…”

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