It was a long and hot night. Veronica had been born with the lust and the strength of the red dragons. Once they had returned from Elvenheim a few years ago, the two regularly spent the night together. Perhaps the emergence of a rival called Ellenoa had stimulated them.

“Ah, umm, haaaah...”

Was Veronica afraid of Theo being stolen if she had been too late? In the past, their union had only occurred in his mental world. The emotions of the man and woman easily resonated due to their souls’ connection. Theo always had Veronica in his mind, and they soon crossed the line. Theo was a young man in his twenties, and he accepted Veronica’s passionate touch.

The first attempt was a little difficult, but the second was easy. The third was even easier. The relationship between the two magicians was known throughout the magic towers and soon spread throughout Meltor. The only two 8th Circle magicians on the entire continent were together! The nobles who had prepared their relatives to seduce Theo were forced to stop.

“T-Theo, uh, Theoo...” It was a thin voice that didn’t sound like Veronica.

The bed was magically enhanced and didn’t even creak despite their energetic movements. The red hair above Theo’s body danced like a wave, and the waves that swung several times with an unknown...