Chapter 18

A few breaths later, an extremely beautiful woman appeared out of nowhere. She wore a white tank top and a blue denim skirt, accentuating her curvaceous body and generously proportioned breasts. Someone in the audience whistled in appreciation, but Elie was still too disoriented by the ordeal to be offended at the moment.

"What is the last thing that you remember?" our mc said, prompting Elie to focus. She looked around and saw a young man in humble farmer's garb.

When she saw his face, she was struck dumb as this was possibly the most handsome man she had ever met in her life.

She blushed fiercely, feeling herself grow wet down there—a reaction that only a true woman could understand. It took her a few seconds to regain her composure and answer.

"I was standing at the grave of Haru," Elie replied absentmindedly, memories rushing back and making her feel sad.

"I see," our mc nodded, trying to act natural around Elie. He was secretly happy, knowing that this version of Elie was still not wed to Haru, which meant that she was still as pure as a crystal-clear stream.

He gulped as extreme desire rushed through his loins, making him rock hard at the moment. Still, he managed to resist temptation and completed his last summoning for the day.

There was, of course, a perfect time for all things.

At least for now, our mc finally got his first female summon, and he would be a fool to not enjoy her deeply and passionately in the future.

But in order to do that in a natural way, it required careful planning and precision.

"DING!"

"One summoning chance consumed..."

"Summoning souls from the high heavens..."

"Summoning successful… Please choose from among the three choices to summon, host," the same enchanting female voice intoned.