After he took the portal, Roy’s world spun frantically as if he was in the center of a tornado for a few seconds before Voss’s loud and angry voice rang in his ears, deafening him and giving him a temporary hearing loss.

His voice pressed on Roy’s heart and mind, making him feel like not only would his brain melt, but his body would also flatten into a pancake if it didn’t stop ringing in his ears anytime soon.

However, before any of that could become a reality, Voss’s curse stopped acting on him and the pain assaulting him disappeared.

A crack opened in the space above the Ashen Mountain, and it grew to a considerable size before spewing out Roy.

Thud!

He fell from the sky and landed on the ground incredibly fast, a crater forming beneath him. He landed hard on his back, the wind knocked out of him, his body hurting worse than when he was cursed a third time by Voss.

He would not have survived this fall if his physique had been similar to a weapon master. It’s thanks to this lord-rank physique that he survived this fall without a scratch. He was barely injured by this fall. There wasn’t a single crack on the scales defensively covering his skin.

“Where am I?”

He opened his eyes and looked around, taking in his surroundings. It was quite dark all around, but maybe because he had become a dragon’s disciple, he could see in the dark in his humanoid form.

He had dropped into a garden with a mansion in the center.

He was quite familiar with it.

It belonged to his cousin, Damien.

The system’s notification rang in his ears, but he failed to hear it as he was still affected by Voss’s curse.

『Ding! Congratulations. You have been teleported to the Ashen Mountain from the Ancestral Land of the Baldwin Clan.』

『You have stepped out of the range of Voss’s curse.』

『As a result, you will no longer be affected by it.』

Roy didn’t know, but he was attacked by Voss after he had taken the portal, and he would have suffered greatly if he wasn’t teleported far away from Voss in time.

Except for him, there were four other people in the garden. His sudden appearance might have escaped their notice, but his dramatic crash landing and the voice produced as a result of it were picked up by their eyes and ears.

“Hubby!”

The Formless Siren was alarmed, seeing him fall like that.

“That must have hurt.”

She rushed towards him, gently helping him sit up and placing his head on her soft thighs. Roy felt them and thought that they were the softest things he had felt in his life, swearing that they were more supple than Delilah’s firm and big breasts.

“Are you alright?!” The Formless Siren asked her husband as she squeezed his cheeks with her cold palm and lowered her head to look him in the eyes worriedly.

Their eyes met, and Roy lost himself in them, smiling foolishly.

He wasn’t able to hear what she said because he was temporarily deaf, and his ears had just started to clear up, but seeing her expression made it clear to him that she was worried about him.

“Don’t be like that.” Roy stroked her shiny forehead until her frown disappeared. “I am fine. So smile. You look beautiful when you smile.”

“Okay. Since it’s you who wants me to smile, I will.”

Roy saw a sweet smile blossoming on her face like cherry blossoms, enchanting him to no end, pumping blood into his little brother.

‘I can finally mate with her!’

The thought of pressing her down made him suck in a deep breath.

“Ouch!”

His arms and back ached from just breathing heavily.

His breath was hot and dry in his mouth, making his cheeks ache with every puff he took.

He was fine on the outside but not on the inside.

Voss’s curse dealt critical damage to him.

“Where does it hurt? Should I blow on it?”

She blew on his face.

Her warm and fresh breath tickled his skin teasingly, arousing him so much that a tent raised in his pants.

“It hurts all over, but there’s only one spot I want you to blow on.”

Roy winked at her, and she confusedly tilted her head at him like a cute little clutz.

“Which one?” She blinked her eyes at him curiously. historical

She really overlooked the tent in his pants and failed to notice that he was lusting for her.

“I can’t say.” Roy smiled at her. “But you will know when we are alone.”

Fighting with Voss and getting cursed by him multiple times exhausted him beyond words, but his passive self-healing skills washed the exhaustion out of him and healed him.

He no longer felt pained or fatigued, but he continued to shamelessly lie on her thighs, acting like a dead tired man.

“Your voice is like honey to my ears.” He raised his hands, bringing them close to her cheeks.

She blushed, hearing his words.

“Not fair. You can’t tease me like that.”

“I am serious. By just hearing you speak, I feel like I am being healed.”

He flirted with her, using his fingers and thumb to pinch her cheeks and squeeze them.

Their shape changed under his hands, and that annoyed her so much that she sternly glared at him in dissatisfaction.

“It hurts. Don’t take unfair advantage of your wife.”

Hearing her words, he reluctantly let go of her cheeks.

His fingerprints, however, were left on her face due to how hard he was pressing her cheeks.

Noticing the red marks on her pristine skin enticed him into grabbing the back of her head and pushing her face close to his until their lips touched.

“I like you.” He kissed her gently.

“I have been waiting to hear those words for too long.” She accepted it willfully, kissing him back. “I love you.”