The corridor connecting Floor 16 to Floor 17 in the Dungeon was filled with a tense atmosphere.
The dim light on the walls illuminated three adventurers walking cautiously. Their bodies were covered in sweat and dried blood from the recent battle they had faced.
Leo was a tall adventurer with rusty armor, heaving a long sigh as he gripped his sword, which was now marked with battle scars.
Beside him, Mia was a young mage with long brown hair clad in a tattered robe, trembling as she held her magic staff.
Behind them, Kale was a serious-faced warrior with a large axe on his back, double-checking the path they had taken to ensure they were not being pursued by monsters.
"We almost died facing that Minotaur. I thought that was the end of our journey. My sword almost broke when I faced it." Leo couldn't help but complain.
Mira turned to Leo, her voice tired but grateful.
"The most important thing is we survived. I was completely out of Mana after facing that Almiraj earlier. And don't forget, that Ligerfang almost made us lifeless too."
"Let's quickly head to Rivira before the Floor Boss Goliath respawns." Kale said anxiously.
All Floor Bosses/Monster Rex had predetermined respawn times. Once one of them was defeated, it would not reappear in the Dungeon until the specified time had passed. At this moment, exactly two weeks had passed.
Goliath would soon respawn. With their combined strength, it was impossible to defeat Goliath.
They continued walking, the sound of their footsteps echoing in the empty corridor. They occasionally stopped to listen, making sure there was no suspicious movement around them.
However, as they approached the entrance to Floor 17, something unusual caught their attention.
At the end of the corridor, they saw a woman with long blonde hair sitting gracefully on her knees. She sat in the midst of the dangerous Dungeon, her head bowed, and in her lap lay a young man with white hair, dressed all in white. The man's face looked peaceful, as if he were sleeping peacefully away from the Dungeon's horrors. Beside them lay a large magic stone, the size of a human head, emitting a dim light.
"Wait... Isn't that Aiz Wallenstein from the Loki Familia. But... who is that man? And why is she giving him lap pillow?" Leo whispered in surprise, feeling a tinge of envy at the sight.
"The famous Sword Princess? Why is she here, especially with a man? Could that man be an injured adventurer?" Mira furrowed her brow, trying to understand the situation and speculate.
Kale looked towards Aiz, his voice full of curiosity.
"Does this man have a special relationship with her?"
The three of them fell silent, trying to digest the unexpected sight.
Aiz Wallenstein was known for her strength, one of the Level 5 First Class Adventurers. Her beauty was unmatched, akin to a goddess, and she was very popular among men.
The reason for their shocked reaction was because there were no rumors of Aiz being romantically involved with any man, not even among the male members of the Loki Familia.
Now she was on Floor 17 with a man who looked very weak and fragile in her lap. There was something strange and unexplained about this situation.
"I've never heard of the Sword Princess being close to any man. Seeing her giving a pillow for a man to rest on, I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes." Mira whispered, her voice barely audible.
Leo nodded slowly and speculated.
"Perhaps the man is severely injured and the Sword Princess found him here. But... why are they in such a dangerous place? And what is the meaning of that large magic stone?"
Kale turned away and provided an answer.
"Fool, that must be the magic stone dropped by Goliath after being defeated. With the Level 5 strength of Sword Princess, it's not impossible to defeat Goliath alone. It's better for us not to meddle in their affairs. Let's leave quickly."
Unlike the ten adventurers of the Soma Familia who wanted to rob Charlie, Aiz's presence alone was a strong deterrent, making the three adventurers not harbor any hidden motives.
Reluctantly, the three adventurers kept their distance. Although curious, they knew how dangerous it was to confront members of the Loki Familia, especially Aiz Wallenstein, who was known to be difficult to approach.
They chose to keep their distance, only daring to gossip quietly among themselves.
On the other side, seeing the three adventurers leave, Aiz felt relieved that they did not attempt anything foolish.
She silently gazed at Charlie with his head in her lap, his eyes closed as if he were sleeping peacefully on a pillow.
"This is a bit embarrassing. But... It doesn't feel bad."
She felt somewhat awkward after lifting Charlie's head that slipped under hers.
Her cheeks flushed, Aiz carefully adjusted her position to fit him. She didn't want to wake Charlie up, so every movement was slow and gentle.
"This comfortable feeling is just like being with father. Why does he exude the same aura as father..."
"It's been so long since I felt this way."
A smile appeared on Aiz's lips before she realized what was happening.
Suddenly, she had the urge to stroke Charlie's hair. Her fingers floated down and gently caressed his cheek from time to time.
"Charlie, who are you really?"
"Why are you so strong even though you're only Level 1?"
Recalling the previous battle scene, Aiz couldn't help but compare Charlie's figure to his father.
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After some time had passed, Charlie woke up with a heavy head, a piercing pain making him grimace slightly.
However, there was something soft and warm under his head, something that made him reluctant to move. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and his blurry gaze met a woman sitting beside him, offering a pillow for his head.
Her face was beautiful, her black hair shining, and in confusion and deep longing, Charlie believed that this woman was his wife, Dinda, who had long been gone.
"Dinda..." He whispered lovingly, his heart filled with a strong longing.
Melancholic emotions flooded his mind, Charlie raised his hand, gently touching the woman's cheek. The touch felt real, so warm, making his once cold and empty heart remember the feelings he thought had long been lost.
Without thinking about what was actually happening, Charlie leaned closer to the woman's face. His lips touched her lips gently, kissing the lips that felt so sweet and soft, as if reviving the memories of a long-buried love.
"Chu~... Mnnn... Shlurp... Slrp..."
Initially, the kiss was just a light peck, but the overflowing feelings in his chest made him want more.
"Nnn~"
Aiz had never felt anything like this before, only able to stay silent with wide eyes. She could feel her heart beating fast and her breath quickening.
As Charlie deepened the kiss, exploring her lips with passion, Aiz felt her body react in ways she had never imagined. Though awkward, she began to open her mouth, letting Charlie's tongue slip in and allowing him to do whatever he desired.
"Shlurp...Shlurp...Mnnn..."
Charlie intensified the kiss with increasing intensity, his tongue moving more aggressively, exploring every corner of Aiz's mouth. He felt a intoxicating warmth and a sweetness he couldn't resist.
"Shlurp...Mnnn...Nnn~"
'What is this... I've never felt this before.'
As time passed, their kiss grew hotter and wilder. Although inexperienced, Aiz began to respond awkwardly, her hesitant tongue timidly touching Charlie's tongue, following his movements with newfound enthusiasm.
As a Level 5 adventurer, Aiz could have stopped Charlie before he kissed her, but she didn't even think to refuse.
Aiz had never experienced this feeling before and felt her body weaken.
Charlie's hand, which had initially just caressed Aiz's cheek, now slowly moved down, tracing her slender neck, until finally reaching the peak of her chest. Gently but surely, his hand began to squeeze Aiz's chest, feeling the softness and warmth that fueled his desire even more.
"Nnn~"
A soft sigh escaped Aiz's lips unconsciously, making Charlie even more driven by uncontrollable desire. He continued to squeeze Aiz's chest more boldly, while their kiss grew hotter, deeper, and wilder.
"Mmhh... Ahhn~"
However, when Aiz's sigh was heard again, Charlie suddenly realized that something was wrong.
'That voice is not Dinda's.'
A sudden realization swept over his mind like a cold shower. He stopped instantly, opening his eyes wide, and seeing Aiz in front of him, she was not his wife.
In confusion and sudden guilt, Charlie immediately released his kiss, letting go of Aiz from his embrace.
"Huft Huft Huft..."
Aiz panted with a flushed face, looking weak, almost unable to support herself.
Her slightly swollen and wet lips were clear evidence of the hot kiss that had just taken place.
Their saliva was still visible forming thin silver threads, connecting their lips for a moment before breaking.
"A-Aiz Wallenstein... Why are you..."
Charlie was shocked to realize the woman he had kissed, his voice choked in his throat.
"I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."
"..."
Aiz just stared at him, her large eyes shimmering with emotions she couldn't explain. The feelings inside her were so chaotic, her body still trembling, while her heart was filled with a mix of confusion and something else, something she had never felt before.
Charlie stepped back a few steps, trying to calm himself from the sudden emotional shock and guilt. He couldn't believe what had just happened, and especially the fact that he had almost lost control completely.
'Fuck! This body is to blame! This body is still in puberty and its libido is very high! I didn't expect to be sexually frustrated!'
"Huft Huft..."
Aiz tried to regulate her breathing, but her body was still weak from the intensity of the previous kiss. She didn't know what to say, because even she didn't understand the feelings raging in her heart.
But one thing was certain, that moment had changed something inside her.
"I'm not Dinda." She said, trying to remain calm even though the blush on her cheeks didn't disappear.
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for my late wife. I truly, sincerely apologize."
Charlie even imitated the way the Japanese apologize, bowing his back in front of Aiz.
"Wife..."
Hearing the term 'wife', Aiz felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.