“Want it?”

Albel froze for a moment before realizing this idiot Holy Maiden had completely lost her mind.

“I damn well want it too, but is this really the time?”

Albel cradled Alicia in a princess carry and was about to scale the uneven cliff face when he spotted the chaotic tangle of priestesses below. He hesitated.

They were human too—he couldn’t just leave them to die.

If not for the threat lurking underground, Albel would’ve happily watched women getting intimate live. But whatever was down there made even him uneasy.

“Al, kiss me~”

Alicia leaned in while Albel was distracted.

*Smack!*

“Can’t you just behave?”

Frustrated, Albel slapped Alicia’s butt. While his attention was on the priestesses, this Holy Maiden had been licking his earlobe, making his skin itch uncontrollably. Only his strong self-control kept him from stripping off to do unspeakable things with her.

I love wild encounters, but I don’t want my first time to be like this.

Albel pushed Alicia’s head aside, staring at the naked, entangled priestesses. What now?

“Al!”

Just as Albel stood helpless, a familiar voice called from above the cliff.

“Alusa?”

Albel looked up. The elf girl with chestnut-brown hair peered down at him.

“Al, how are you holding up? Is Alicia hurt?”

In the dim light, Alusa could only see Albel holding Alicia and assumed the Holy Maiden was injured.

“She’s fine—just hormones raging. But there are over a dozen people down here who need—”

Albel shook his head, about to explain the rescue needed, then stopped mid-sentence.

Why the hell am I saving them? I’m the Demon King!

Albel smacked his own forehead. He’d only come for Alicia. What did these Light Sanctuary women matter to him?

Damn, my savior complex is acting up again.

“Al, what’s happening down there?”

From Alusa’s angle, the writhing priestesses were hidden. She could only ask in confusion.

“Nothing, nothing! I’m coming up now.”

Albel shook his head urgently. Alicia was safe—that was all that mattered. Let the others die for all he cared.

He scrambled up the rocky outcrops in three quick strides, landing beside Alusa.

After days apart, she still looked as delicate and lovely as ever.

Albel’s heart warmed at Alusa’s worried face, but escape came first. Between the unknown underground threat and Alicia’s relentless licking, he couldn’t take much more.

*Mwah~*

Alicia kissed Albel’s cheek, making sounds that invited misunderstanding.

“W-What’s going on?”

Alusa covered her mouth, stunned. Had Albel and Alicia been doing something indecent down there? The pure-hearted elf girl’s face flushed crimson.

“Long story. Women have those days every month. We need to leave—now.”

Albel sensed the colossal creature was about to emerge.

“T-Then I’ll cover you!”

Alusa nodded bravely, nocking an arrow toward the pit as the ground trembled violently.

“No covering—just run!”

Albel grabbed Alicia with one arm and yanked Alusa with the other. No time for heroics; staying meant death.

“Charge!”

“For Holy Maiden Alicia!”

“For Goddess Freyja!”

“Eradicate the demons!”

A squad of Light Sanctuary Holy Knights sprinted past them toward the pit, shouting battle cries.

Holy shit—they’d actually gone for backup.

Albel’s eye twitched. He’d assumed they’d fled. Guess they had some faith after all.

“Hurry! If we’re quick, we might still see the Holy Maiden’s body!”

“Yeah, I can’t wait!”

“You’re a real pal—I’ll treat you to dinner after!”

The Holy Knights’ next words nearly made Albel trip. These guys were next-level degenerates.

“Why are they charging back?” Alusa asked, bewildered. She’d just arrived in Renhal City and knew nothing of the pit’s chaos.

“They’re just rushing to die.”

Albel rolled his eyes. At least the lust-crazed priestesses might give these horny idiots a final thrill before death.

“Oh.”

Alusa nodded thoughtfully but glanced back. The Holy Knights spurred their horses straight into the pit.

It looked like those mass suicide scenes of antelopes in forests.

Alusa tilted her head. This felt oddly familiar.

*BOOM!*

The battered earth finally gave way. A long, hairy black leg shot out of the pit.

“Ahhh!”

“Help!”

“Someone save me!”

Screams erupted from the pit as Holy Knights met their end.

What useless teammates. They’d sold out Alicia and doomed their own knights—the elite pigs of terrible allies.

Albel ignored the noise. Escape, enter the city, hide—flawless execution. That’s how a true master of escape operated.

Suddenly, a white thread shot past Albel and embedded itself in the ground ahead.

“Spider silk?”

Albel touched the sticky strand. No odor—it wasn’t what he’d feared.

*Hiss… hiss…*

A chilling sound came from behind. Alusa shivered and turned.

A giant black spider crawled from the pit, blood-red patterns on its back. Its silk had already trapped over a dozen knights, priestesses, and demon soldiers. Some struggled; others were cocooned, slowly dragged toward the spider’s maw.

Spider Demon God Arachne. Overall Level: 18 stars. Attack Power: 328,000. Defense Power: 225,000.

Arachne’s eight compound eyes locked onto Albel’s trio. Its jaws clicked—they were already prey.

“328,000 attack power…”

Alusa paled. What monster surpassed even mutant beasts?

“Holy shit—how is that spider so huge?”

Albel ignored the stats, voicing his purest complaint. He and Alusa weren’t on the same wavelength.

“Al, what do we do? We can’t outrun it!”

Alusa had never faced such a powerful demon beast. All her hope rested on Albel.

Without horses, their speed was pitiful. Even with mounts, they couldn’t dodge Arachne’s silk.

“If we can’t run, we fight. There’s no enemy my sword can’t end.”

Albel shoved the feverish Alicia into Alusa’s arms and turned to face the grotesque Spider Demon God, confidence blazing.

“But—”

“No buts.”

Albel cut off Alusa’s worried question.

Laevatein gave him that confidence.

But first, he needed a beautiful maiden’s kiss.

Albel stepped toward Alusa to kiss Alicia, but the delirious Holy Maiden squirmed wildly. Even Alusa struggled to hold her.

“Um, Al… do you need a kiss to unleash a powerful skill?” Alusa asked, cheeks pink. She recalled how he’d kissed Alicia before defeating the tree demon horde in the elf village.

“You noticed?” Albel feigned surprise.

“I-I could do it too…” Alusa mumbled, head down. Before she finished, Albel tackled her aside. A strand of silk splattered where she’d stood.

“That was close. What were you saying?” Albel gasped, rising. He could dodge anything, but Alicia and Alusa couldn’t. He had to protect them.

“N-Nothing.” Alusa shook her head, face burning. Her courage had vanished.

“Right. Stay back.”

Albel motioned for Alusa to retreat. As he lifted Alicia for a kiss, the lust-driven girl lunged forward—and French-kissed him.

Alicia, affected by Asmodeus’s power, radiated raw desire. But her technique remained clumsy. Her tongue fumbled in his mouth, seeking only desperate satisfaction.

For Albel, a decade-long virgin, it was overwhelming.

“By the power of a maiden’s kiss, I summon thee—Demon Sword Laevatein!”

A red light flashed. The sword materialized in his grip.