The Seed Thief

Vol. 1 Chapter 3.3

If the traces of magic left in the village truly belonged to this witch, it would be a headache.

The Magic Tower had declared that they wouldn't send mages out into society for a while. So now, if this powerful witch, independent of Magic Tower, joined forces with those plotting rebellion, she could become a grave threat.

'It'd be better to restrain her before that.'

He observed the witch walking in front of him, humming a tune.

She was a head and a half shorter than him, with a slender body. The wrists exposed beneath her mop-like clothing were so thin that they would break if he gripped them with a little force.

But he shouldn't let her appearance deceive him.

'Rather than being careless...I was dumbfounded.'

When he first saw her, he didn't think she was human. Her hair tangled with dust and leaves so long that it trailed on the ground, and she wore raggedy clothes as bizarre as the scarecrow's. Under the moonlight, she looked more like a feral creature than a person.

But that shock was just the beginning.

What made him suffer the most while he was under the witch's curse, trapped in the forest all day long, was the urge to urinate. Starvation and lack of sleep were bearable, thanks to his harsh training. But dealing with his bodily needs was an entirely different challenge.

'Could it be that it will go on like this...?'

Just when the fear overwhelmed him that he might do something shameful he hadn't done even as a child, the witch returned. Then, he wanted to get rid of the urgent matter first and.......

The thought of what happened next made him want to kill himself. The mere thought of exposing his penis to someone, even to the opposite sex, made his head dizzy. And yet she'd touched them.

He would never forget that moment for the rest of his life. The feeling of something precious he had protected for such a long time shattered.

He was too shocked to even think straight. And when the witch commented on how big and pretty it was with a nonchalant expression, she crushed under her feet whatever rationality was left in Ervandas into powder.

The humiliation and frustration of having his most intimate part exposed and judged drove him to despair.

Ervandas couldn't recall what happened afterward. The next thing he knew, he was walking eagerly behind the witch.

Throughout their walk, the witch kept singing merrily.

"I got it~ I finally got it!"

What on earth had she gained? He was curious yet afraid of the answer. Somehow he felt it wouldn't do him any good if he found out.

Ervandas lowered his gaze, looking at the spot that tingled with excitement from the stimulation.

Aside from the inconvenience of getting dressed, he had never thought much about it.

In the shared bathroom of the Temple Knights Order, he noticed that his penis was quite large and lighter in color than others, but he paid no mind to it. To him, it was just an excretory organ, nothing more.

However, at this moment, Ervandas was more acutely aware of his body part than ever.

'Oh God.'

He called out to God, wanting to cry. Even though quite some time had passed, he couldn't shake off the sensation of the forest witch's touch. It had only lasted for a moment, yet why was his penis still stiff and twitchy like this?