My blood holds the power of enchantment—it can make any woman fall for me... but in doing so, it robs them of their brilliance. - Chapter 6

My body has become like a drug…

I haven’t done anything.

I’m just lying here, and yet Cecilia is tearing off my clothes and straddling me, lost in her indulgence.

Beside her, Isabelle, who has regained consciousness, starts licking my body—my hands, my feet, and everywhere else.
The sensation of being licked by these women brings both pleasure and the sharp sting of my wounds.

Perhaps it’s the combined effects of a narcotic and an aphrodisiac.

The two of them have completely succumbed.

But are these really the same Cecilia and Isabelle I once knew?
They’re like wild animals in heat.

Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door.

Could it be Dolman?

“Cecilia, are you there? I need some money for sword maintenance supplies. Could you lend me a little?” Elsa called out from behind the door.

So, Cecilia became the group’s treasurer after I was expelled. Interesting. This could be my chance.

“Cecilia, Isabelle… Can we capture Elsa?” I whispered softly.
“Isabelle, let’s work together… But Fudra, make sure you finish this with me later,” Cecilia murmured.

“Yes… and don’t forget my turn next,” Isabelle added.
I nodded and quickly hid in the shadows by the bed.

“Hold on, Elsa. I’m opening the door,” Cecilia called out, wrapping a blanket around her bare body as she opened the door.
“Cecilia, is Dolman here?” Elsa asked.

“No, it’s not Dolman…” Cecilia replied.
“Ice Lance!”

Elsa wasn’t carrying her sword—likely because she was inside the inn. But Isabelle, the sage, wasted no time in casting a spell.
Elsa never expected an attack while speaking with Cecilia. A spear of ice shot forward, piercing her stomach.

“Ugh… Isabelle… why…” Elsa groaned.

It was brutal.

Using offensive magic against a party member… The only consolation was that Isabelle didn’t use fire magic.

“Fudra, give her your blood,” Cecilia urged.

“You want to make Elsa yours, don’t you?”

“Fudra… What are you planning to do to me?! I love Dolman… I won’t give in to this! Ugh… What are you making me drink… What are you trying to do… Hah, hah…”

“If we don’t act soon, Elsa will die,” I said firmly.

“Fine. I understand. Perfect Heal,” Cecilia said, casting a spell. “There. She’s healed. Now, keep your promise and continue with me,” she added, breathless with anticipation.
“Me too,” Isabelle chimed in.

They seemed like completely different people.
Attacking a party member, leaving her on the verge of death with a hole in her stomach, and showing little care whether she lived or died—it was shocking how indifferent they had become.

“Hah, hah… What are you both… Hah, hah… My body feels so hot… What did you do to me? I… I… Oh no… I can’t…” Elsa gasped.
“I didn’t really plan to involve you, but… Hah, hah… I guess you’re joining us now,” I said.

“Right… Hah, hah…” Cecilia and Isabelle murmured as they leaned in.

I felt like a tree overwhelmed by a swarm of beetles, surrounded from all sides.

“I don’t know what’s happening, but… I can’t resist anymore…”
Elsa whimpered, hesitating before sticking out her tongue.

Slowly, she began licking my thighs, wedging herself between the other two.

“Ah… Hah, hah… I don’t understand why, but… Hah, hah… This feels so good…” Elsa moaned, her voice trembling.

And with that, she joined the others, her tongue trailing along my body.