Chapter 33 The Lustful Rita (1) (18+)

A few miles away from the Unescapable Wall,

Three persons wearing black masks, derby hats, and complete black suits were standing behind a devilish beauty who could charm any man with a single glance.

She was holding a two inches inky black crystal cube, which was shimmering in ghostly blue light, in her pale white hand.

As she watched the blue light pulsing on the black crystal cube, her crimson, blood-like lips curled up, "Oops… it seemed I had caused some trouble for those inferior ants by corrupting the Oath Relic. Hehehe!"

Peals of melodious yet sinister laughter rang in the silent vicinity before they faded away like a winter's breeze…

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Back to District-A,

Jacob swiftly made a tight escape and found himself an empty house with a large bedroom, and he instantly made it his temporary hideout.

As for Rita, she was silently recovering on his command while he was lying on soft bedding with eyes close. But the lust sword was still resting in his hand.

It was quite obvious why the sword was still in his hand. He couldn't endure those soul winds for long without the lust sword, and since he had used the Soul Bliss spell, he was even more vulnerable toward the soul winds.

Lastly, he didn't kill any undead in his way because he knew he couldn't absorb the SP while his SP bar was completely filled, so it would only be wasting his energy if he had stayed to kill those undead.

It would do him far more good if leave them alone for now and let them raise their strength further so he could harvest them later.

Just in that silence, over four hours passed when Rita opened her eyes as they were now filled with vigorous light as she was now fully recovered.

Most of it was because she had refined some part of Cyrus's lingering vitality that she had accidentally absorbed when he was performing the spell.

Furthermore, she was now feeling extremely hot because she could feel the breakthrough was here as she was having all kinds of forbidden thoughts.

She looked at Cyrus, who was still lying on the large bed, and regained some of his colors. But his eyes were still closed while his sword was resting in his hands. A hesitant look appeared in her eyes.

"It seemed you have recovered?" Cyrus's apathetic voice rang.

Rita was startled for a moment as she looked at Cyrus's still-closed eyes and cooed gently, "Mmm, it's all thanks to your protection spell."

"Can you break thought in the reaming hours?" He asked again without opening his eyes.

Rita hesitated as she felt those lustful desires intensify the more she looked at Cyrus's wilted yet still handsome face. She quickly suppressed them and replied, "I-I can!"

Cyrus's finally opened his sharp eyes as he turned his face toward Rita, who was somehow blushing.

"Eve, dear, you don't want to see this right now." He transmitted before the sword in his started to vanish.

Only a resentful 'Hmph!' was sounded before Eve completely vanished.

Cyrus was instantly attacked by the cold in the air, but now he was completely calm and had rested. He could endure for a small while before he reached his limit.

If any other time, in such a condition, he would've withheld from doing it, but the situation demanded it, and he was also now getting sick of holding back.

So, he looked deeply at Rita and said, "I remember I told you to stop holding back on lust and let it run wild."

Rita instantly blushed even more fiercely as her hidden desire was again seen through so easily by Cyrus.

"I-I… it's not… Your current…"

"Try me!" Cyrus confidently said as he looked right into Rita's eyes.

Looking into his bewitching eyes, she suddenly felt all that hesitation and doubt vanish, leaving nothing but the accumulating desire and love for the man who saved her life.

She finally clenched her teeth and stood up as she walked toward him with a heated face filled with lust as she finally let go and let the Devil's Spouse Technique take over her and follow her newly developed instincts with Charm Perfume.

For some reason, from the start, she knew she couldn't break through without taking this step. Even in that piercing soul wind, she knew this lust was a barrier she had to break before she could break into the next realm.

Rita stopped right in front of Cyrus, who was calmly lying on the bed looking at her without any intention of acting. Despite that cold wind wanting to obviate his sanity, he remained calm.

Rita's eyes started to turn misty as she undid the top of the black dress she was wearing, exhibiting her nubile torso with big boobs, and her big brown nipples were already taut, forming small glossy beads.

"Do you like what you're seeing?" She asked in a luscious tone.

"How about you come closer, so I can 'evaluate' them closely." Cyrus smiled as he was finally getting into his character.

Rita's heart raced, and she giggled before she tugged down the bottom of her dress. She was now completely naked.

Cyrus's eyes suddenly moved to her pussy. The sight of that tidy thatch of pubic hair above her puffed-up pussy lips made him completely recalibrate that view.

"How about now?" She asked again without any shame. She was finally able to fluent herself to Cyrus.

Not only that, but she now completely accepted him as her everything, and only he could enjoy the luxury of watching this shameless sight of her. Furthermore, she had accepted her ardor, and she will always be honest as long as she was with him.

"I must say you look quite beautiful without your clothes!" Cyrus licks his lips as he finally can't hold back and says, "Now, come here before I drag you myself!"

Rita giggled playfully and said, "Hehehe, how impatience. First, let me greet my favorite toy!" And she started to move toward Cyrus's crotch!