Reincarnated Hero System

“How fast can you become a Living Legend, Evan? Can you do so before you turn 18?”

“…that’s a tall order.”

The young woman’s request was quite surprising and Evan didn’t understand where she was coming from with this. Naturally, Eliza noticed Evan’s confusion and spoke as she combed her hands through his hair.

“It’d be necessary to beat up my dad if needed.”

“…I don’t think it’s normal for girls to want their boyfriends beating up their fathers.”

“Well, this fiancée wants her fiancé to beat hers up if he pulls any bullshit.”

“…”

Her calm declaration left Evan momentarily speechless, enough that it took him a second to realise the form of address Eliza had just used.

His lips curled up into a smile at the thought of this.

“More than your father, I’m actually more curious about your mum.”

“Hmm? She wouldn’t be a problem, though. She even told me to bring you over during summer but since my Uncle and grandpa were around, I told her no.”

This was the first Evan had heard of this, but that wasn’t exactly an issue.

The issue was something Evan had been very curious about regarding Eliza’s family.

“I have some things I want to ask her.”

“What? I can answer some if it’s something I know.”

Eliza offered to help address his queries but Evan just shook his head and said he’d prefer to ask her mother directly.

He didn’t want to tell her what he wanted to ask, as he knew she wasn’t going to like it. After all, his many questions could all be fused into one.

[How are you not dead?]

No way Eliza was gonna like being asked why her mother wasn’t dead.

But as far as what Evan knew was correct, which he had confirmed was indeed correct, the person who was most likely Eliza’s mother—Deborah Laneford—should have died 30 years ago.

Alden Kaur’s daughter and George Kaur’s elder sister was murdered 30 years ago by the now-deceased ‘Eighth Finger’ of the Demonic Hand, the ‘Necromancer of Disaster’ Dominik Velak.

With that knowledge, there was no way the 18-year-old Eliza should have been born.

Yet, here Eliza existed before him, and she certainly had a complete pair of parents.

‘Oh well, I’ll get my answers when I meet her in person.’

Just as Evan thought this, Eliza grabbed his left hand which was wrapped around her waist and he felt something slip onto his finger, prompting him to raise his gaze.

“Ah…I forgot that one.”

On his left ring finger, was a similar silver band ring, but unlike Eliza’s, this one had a much smaller cushion-shaped sapphire as the centre stone, with a few grey diamond accent stones.

He had left the case on the table when he took out the ring Eliza had on, so while he was lost in his thoughts, the young woman noticed it and fished out the second ring which was inside it.

Eliza could quickly understand the message these rings passed across when placing them together.

The centre stone of hers was grey—the colour of Evan’s eyes. Conversely, the centre stone of his was a sapphire—the colour of her eyes.

The sight of the two rings together put a smile on her face and catching sight of it, Evan took a deep breath before moving his hands down to hold Eliza by her waist as he abruptly got up from his seat.

“Huh? Evan?”

Naturally, the young woman was wondering why he had suddenly lifted her up, however, when her vision suddenly blurred and she felt her back landing on a familiar soft mattress the next moment, she quickly understood why.

“Evan…wait, I haven’t taken a bath yet.”

“We can leave that for later.”

“Bu-mmph!”

Evan quickly shut Eliza up with his lips before she could let out another word. He didn’t really see the point in a bath now since they were definitely going to work up a sweat.

As for Eliza, her little thoughts of complaint faded away from the sweetness of the kiss. The moment Evan saw how the desire had taken over her, his hands holding her waist moved.

Embracing and kissing her, he felt her warmth, her softness, her lovely breaths and her passionate touch.

He stuck out his tongue and she readily opened her mouth to accept it, tangled her own tongue with it, and moved her head back and forth to stroke his tongue with her lips.

Indecently wet sounds came from their mouths and lips, and with their bodies pressing so closely against each other, Evan found his dick was erect before long.

It was noticeably hard even through his shorts and it was rubbing up against Eliza’s lower stomach.

Eliza found herself unconsciously pushing up against Evan’s little Evan to rub it through his clothes with her body.

“Ahhn…mh, pwah It’s so hard.”

Her words were mixed in with kisses and she was also twisting her hips to gently stroke his penis through his clothes. That devoted and sexual act was blatantly different from Eliza’s usual behaviour—it was a side of her only Evan would ever know.

Evan held her soft body tighter and got to work removing her clothes, unzipping the shorts she had on and discarding them on the floor beside the bed.

Eliza smiled in between kisses as she did the same to him, undoing his belt and sliding down his pants before moving her fingers on his dick through his underwear.

Even as they locked lips, pushing against themselves like they were being sucked into the other, she gently massaged and stroked it with her hands, turning him on even more. Each time Evan’s tongue moved to her neck and ears, her eyes narrowed happily and she stimulated his dick even more with her hand.

Her other hand grabbed his and moved it from her ass and guided it towards her crotch. Within a second, his fingers were covered in the hot fluid from her insides.

For a moment, Evan’s eyes widened in surprise when he saw how wet she was from no more than a little kissing and touching, and noticing this reaction, Eliza smiled and stuck out her tongue in an indecent way.

“Nh…ah, your fingers are hard too…”

It didn’t take too long for his fingers to become soaked as he stirred up her sexual slit, and Eliza’s sweet moans in his ears turned him on even more.

Her flesh down there was as soft as a fluffy sponge cake, allowing his fingers to easily sink in with the slightest touch, squirting out more warm nectar. There was no need to gather it up; just touching her coated his fingers with so much of her nectar that it felt like she was giving him a finger blowjob.

Just then, Eliza proceeded to do something that made Evan nearly flip her over and drive himself into her in that instant.

She moved her hands down to her crotch and slipped her fingers inside herself, soaking them in her own liquid, before slipping her hands back into Evan’s underwear and gripping his dick with them.

“It’s so hard and hot…it’s like it keeps getting bigger.”

Eliza slid her hands up and down as she spoke, as if she was trying to milk the semen deep within his urethra. She rubbed her liquids onto his dick like she was marking it.

Evan could see the grin on her face and he knew fully well that she was getting a kick out of his reaction.

“Why don’t yo- nhh, ahhh~!”

Her words were cut short as Evan used one hand to grab at her butt while the other spread her pussy lips and moved his fingers around in a circle, as if to measure the size of the hole.

The stimulation had her trembling and moaning. She began moving her hips in time with her rubbing of his penis and the shaking of her body squished her breasts against him even more.

Rubbing her soft flesh sent pleasure through his fingers, almost like they were another erogenous zone. Her flesh seemed to grip and rub against him in return, pulling his fingers in deeper. The wet sounds, the stickiness, and the squeezing intensified.

Her breathing grew heavy and her legs trembled below her while they shared so much maddening carnal pleasure that they might as well have been having sex.

The stimulation led him to stir her up inside and her to roughly stroke his dick. The indecent tangling of lips and tongues continued, with a sweet mixture of saliva dripping down their throats.

Evan teased her clit while also fingering the shallow part of her vagina and it caused her hips to pull back on reflex, but there was no space behind her to pull away to.

Suddenly, her vagina squeezed at the fingertip inside it as even more love juices flowed from deep inside, telling him just how much pleasure she was feeling.

His erection was also ready to blow and he could feel the semen rising up as the entire thing throbbed.

Whether she noticed consciously or unconsciously, she squeezed his penis tight and tangled her fingers around it as if begging it to ejaculate.

Her sweet finger movements kneaded the head, tickled the frenulum, and stroked up and down the sensitive underside of the shaft. Each stroke sent a hot tingling up from the base of his dick while his balls lifted up painfully far. A few drops of the semen had already shot from the tip and the rest raced up the urethra to follow.

“Ahh…I’m cumming!”

“Nhhhh!? Ahh, ahhh, nhhhhh!”