Although Morgana was asking for help, her hands were restless as they caressed every part of Ian.
Her dreamy eyes and breathless lips hovered near his ear, whispering temptation and daring him to do something wicked.
More importantly, it seemed she was extremely affected as Ian saw her disguise beginning to fade right in front of his eyes as he felt something soft pressing against his back doubling in size quickly.
'Woah, she is big!' Ian thought in surprise.
'But... is she too badly injured?'
Ian suddenly remembered that when the Blood Scythe attacked him, both Morgana and Arvhael had tried to save him using their methods.
However, both had failed to stop the scythe and were counterattacked, ending up injured instead.
'Wait a minute, come to think of it... Where's that guy, Arvhael?'
Ian suddenly realized that only he and Morgana remained in the area, along with the Nyxroot larvae under his control.
While Ignysyl had vanished to prepare for his promotion, Arvhael too disappeared without a trace.
So, Ian hurriedly scanned his surroundings—only to spot a distant figure walking away from the forest. As the figure turned around, Ian saw him give a thumbs-up despite looking like he was in bad shape.
"This guy!"
Ian was speechless at Arvhael's situational awareness. The moment Morgana lost control, Arvahel directly left the area, even while he was injured.
Honestly, he felt that the Oath bloodline spell seemed a little too powerful. Not only could it subdue someone for him, but it could also directly alter their behavior to his advantage.
"Mmm~~Ian, help!"
Ian wanted to focus on other things, but Morgana was clearly testing his patience. Her restless hands slowly roamed over his chest, dragging downward, while her lips hovered near his ear, breathing heavily.
Although she was indeed asking for help, with such a seductive look and wild behavior, it almost felt like she was asking for something else entirely.
"Woah, woah, lady, calm down."
Ian hurriedly grabbed the hand that was heading downward, utterly speechless.
'Is this girl always this forward?'
He thought, swiftly turning around to face Morgana, who looked almost delirious.
Moreover, since her disguise was slowly fading, her seductive figure was becoming more visible, especially those perky, ample bosoms and the inviting curve of her bottom, hinting at who knew what.
And those tight clothes were tearing on their own from the sheer strain of her figure, while the scent of aphrodisiac wafting from the Sinner's Bloom didn't help either.
'Damn, this is too much!'
Even with all his experience, Ian was almost charmed by her.
"I-Ian... what are you doing? Mmm~~P-Please help me.... fast."
Just as Ian was taken aback by the true figure of Morgana, she suddenly pulled him into a tight embrace, her arms wrapping around his head and drawing him closer to her bosom.
Yet, as if she still retained a shred of sanity, she asked for his help—her actions and voice clearly at odds, leaving Ian feeling utterly miserable.
Ian even felt one of her legs climbing high onto his like an anchor, as if she was trying to snuff out the heat burning inside her with his presence.
"Okay, I got it. Can you please stop tempting me?"
Ian finally controlled himself, knowing that her losing control was because she got injured trying to save him. Although he didn't know why she did that at the time, he wasn't someone who would repay gratitude with a knife.
So, he hurriedly made a little distance between her and his body, conjuring up the sandlewood box where he stored the Lustbane Lily before.
Now, he could only rely on this herb to curb her restless lust for now.
'It seems I need to make Petal of Purity Elixir for her first.'
Ian thought while taking out a blue petal from the Lustbane Lily with his hand.
"Here, take it. It should make you feel good."
Ian said, trying to give Morgana a few petals.
However, Morgana didn't seem to be in her right mind; instead of taking the petal from his hand, she suddenly grabbed his hand and brought his finger close to her mouth.
Then, to Ian's astonishment, she suddenly bit his finger along with the small petal, licking it with her tongue.
"Shssss... you demoness!"
She was so smooth and hypnotic that before Ian could react, Morgana had already bitten and licked his fingers. He even felt a few drops of blood slip into her mouth, which she savored like a delicacy.
She was indeed a demoness.
"Mmm~~ I-Ian, more!"
However, a few petals of Lustbane Lily weren't able to curb her lust as Morgana suddenly demanded more.
Moreover, Ian saw her dreamy amber eyes with dark pupils suddenly lock onto him with such heat, as if she was ready to devour him alive.
Not to mention her lips, still closed around his index finger while her tongue played around it.
And her thick thighs—Ian could clearly feel where they were pressing against him.
'This girl is clearly testing my patience, isn't she?'
Ian thought, feeling Morgana grow more and more daring.
"Mmm~~~ I feel... funny." Morgana was still humming uncomfortably while hugging his figure tightly as if searching for warmth.
"Okay, just take all of this quickly."
Ian said and quickly gave all the remaining Lustbane Lilly to Morgana as he felt that he might not be able to control himself.
Now that he looked at Morganan's true appearance, he realized that besides being incredibly beautiful with her eyes, waves of black hair with crimson streaks, the noticeable feature about something else.
'Damn, this girl is huge and thick!'
Ian cursed quietly as he slowly withdrew his finger from Morgana's mouth and shifted her thighs away from him.
Honestly, he just wanted her to consume those petals quickly and stop with the seduction.
After all, he wasn't someone to hold back in moments like this—he didn't want to suffer any more than he already was.
But his good intentions seemed to be misunderstood because instead of accepting the petals, Morgana suddenly leaned in close and whispered in a breathy voice,
"Mmm~~~ Ian, feed me."
