The feeling of one's mana core increasing was akin to the mixture of pain as if having someone squeezing your organs and the pleasure of enjoying a blissful climax continuously.
Asmodeus grit his teeth while leaning against Levia's body, her eyes flicking to gaze at him while the others enjoyed their fruits—she seemed the least affected by the sudden change.
[Ah~ it looks like you're enjoying my fruit!]
Sariel, in fact, seemed to be quite happy with the fruit—the moment she ate it, her skin became more luscious and carried a sensual glow, while her horns became thicker, and the moment she gazed at Asmodeus, he suddenly became thirsty.
But she remained quiet and watched from the branches of the world tree above.
Aristella's pleasant voice caused Asmodeus to frown, furrow his brows, and press his lips together until they turned white.
