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Chapter 1 - The Start, At A Dungeon

Translator and Editor: Effe and Yonnee

his magical power converged to 0.

Andra muttered to herself.

Damn wizards, it's always them.

'Why the hell did you put this magic on?'

In any case, Andra was panting, unable to breathe properly due to the overflowing desire taking over her head. She barely resisted the desire to stir her inner walls with her own fingers. She really was going crazy.

'No, come to your senses.'

Andra gathered her strength to resist and bit her lip. Her lips ruptured and tasted of blood, but she bit down harder. Because she absolutely could not lose her mind.

Spreading her legs in front of Dustin and rubbing her own p*ssy, she didn't want to die doing such a shameful thing. She had to endure that.

"Crazy, huh... bas... tard, I'm... in front... you... do, doing that, ah..."

"I'm sorry, but this is the solution. Do you think you can stand it?"

clamped down on her digit. She started by gently rubbing the round button.

"Haang!"

Shamelessly, a strange moan poured out of her mouth. She touched with only one index finger, and pleasure covered her body.

Ah, good. She was going crazy. Andra touched deeper inside her. But she felt emptiness once again. Andra added one more of her fingers and swirled inside.

"Huhkk... Hng!"

Eventually, she had three fingers rubbing her insides. But it wasn't enough. She thought that rubbing it would suffice up until a while ago, but when she touched it, she wanted even more pleasure.

As if she wanted to be pierced by a thick, long c*ck. If that didn't work, she wanted anything else, as long as she got to shove something into her.

Andra admitted to herself. She was out of her mind.

"Ha... Ah..."

Andra looked around with her squinted eyes. She forgot for a moment, but she could see Dustin looking down at her from the same spot as before. She let out a hot breath and looked directly at Dustin's pants.

She didn't know if she was lucky or unlucky, but she could see the bulge unlike before. The moment she saw it, her body became even hotter. Even as she rubbed herself with her fingers, the urge got worse.

In her groaning voice, Andra struggled to part her lips.

"Du-Dustin, huh... Ah, Airak... ...you... that... Hng...!"

"Do something about that damn moan."

Suddenly, a ferocious voice was heard. Dustin, who was caught fiddling with his pants, muttered out these words. But Andra didn't care. Rather, she realized that her moans were exciting him, and she blatantly twisted her body more.

"Hnngg... Heuhkk...!"

At this moment, she didn't care who Dustin Airak was or what he had to do with her.

Andra just needed a man who could fill her tight and push into her roughly. A man who would satisfy this crazy heat and put it to rest. Reason had long since disappeared.

Andra's body and mind were completely chasing after pleasure.

'It's completely crazy.'

Dustin gulped at the sight of Andra's exposed thighs. He drank in the sight of her underwear moistened thoroughly by her fluids.