Kingdom of Rhodok.
Within Rhodok Imperial City, which shared the kingdom's name.
Zong Ze, the manager of the little garden, was deeply exchanging magical insights with Queen Svetlana.
He used arcane energy.
To continuously stimulate her from within.
Each time, it left Svetlana, who loved magic dearly, utterly entranced.
While also letting her experience an indescribable pleasure.
The curtains of the inner palace quietly fell, shutting out the clamor beyond.
This was Zong Ze's secluded residence.
Yet at this moment, it was filled with indescribable magical fluctuations and another, more primal scent.
An unusual flush glowed over Queen Svetlana's ivory skin.
The usual aloof chill had vanished from her exquisite features.
Replaced by a hazy intoxication.
She leaned against Zong Ze—her slender fingers unconsciously clutching his firm arm.
Every wisp of arcane energy, carrying a faint numbness like lightning, traveled into her from within.
And drew a pleased casting sound from her.
"Mm... your magic power..."
Svetlana's voice trembled.
More intoxicating than the finest vintage.
"It's so refined... it doesn't seem human... and every time... it's different..."
A controlled smile curled at Zong Ze's lips.
He knew well that this queen obsessed with magic craved pure arcane energy far more than she coveted worldly power.
"As long as Your Majesty likes it."
Zong Ze's voice was low and magnetic.
He precisely controlled the direction and intensity of the arcane flow.
Like the most accomplished musician plucking the most sensitive strings.
"The beauty of arcana lies in its endless changes, in touching the deepest and most hidden tremors of the soul."
His words brimmed with excitement, commenting both on magic and on the present moment.
Svetlana had completely sunk into it.
As a powerful spellcaster, her senses were a hundred times sharper than those of ordinary people.
That also allowed the