This villain's style is crooked

Lucha ignored Argus' words.

Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chanting!

Just as she was about to walk across the hall, bang—!

The exquisitely carved copper and gilt candlestick fell to the ground in front of her.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Argus stood up staggeringly, and glanced at Lucha contemptuously: "Tsk, it really is a civilian from the East."

"Your mother didn't teach you, what is manners?"

But at this moment, César stood in front of Argus, wrapping gauze around his drooping right hand.

On the way back, he re-treated the wound on his hand himself.

"Master Argus, Mr. Rhodes said that no one should bully Miss Ann."

"Please apologize to her, and Mrs. An."

Speaking of the last three words, Cesar's eyes flashed with interest in watching the excitement.

Argus, who was just mocking at first, was instantly ignited by César's words:

"There is only one wife in the Rhodes family! That is my mother!"

"I want to see it today! I bullied An Lucha, what will my father do to me!"

"Go away!"

Argus scolded César to back down in a cold voice, and then chanted a magic spell loudly.

Just as a faint white light appeared in his palm, there was only a muffled bang!

The gilt copper candlestick hit Argos heavily on the forehead, interrupting his chants.

"Ah! You damn low...AHHH!!!"

The candlestick fell again, hitting Argus on the jaw hard.

Lucha still didn't stop, smashing the candlestick again and again, Argus, who fell to the ground and screamed, returned his sarcasm:

"Didn't your mother teach you manners?!"

"Can't you remember what Duke Rhodes said, don't bully me?!"

Make you beep!

Kill you bastard!

Feeling shortness of breath, Lucha quickly threw away the candlestick, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

Don't get sick again!

a while.

Lu Cha calmed down, looked at Argus, who was unconscious with blood on his face, tilted his head and glanced at the silly maid beside him, and smiled:

"Please take my dear brother to the hospital."

That well-behaved and polite appearance, how can there be a little bit of fierceness just now?

The maid came back to her senses immediately, hurriedly called the servants, and carried Argus away together.

And César looked at the deer tea walking upstairs, and sipped it subtly, with sore lips.

Miss An, that is indeed rude.

-

Not long after Lucha returned to the room, there was a knock on the door.

She said "come in", and the door was pushed open.

"Here is the magic book you want."

César put a few books on the table, then knelt down in front of Lu Cha and asked:

"Can I lift your skirt?"

"?"

What is the little villain saying about tigers and wolves? ? ?

As a result, Lucha saw César take out an ice pack.

"After you came back from the hospital, your walking posture was a bit strange. I guessed that you sprained your ankle, so I prepared an ice pack."

"If I don't apply ice, I'll be too swollen to walk tomorrow."

Lucha lifted her skirt, her ankles were slightly red and swollen.

It should have been twisted in the back garden of the hospital.

She thought the intermittent pain was the skin and flesh worn out by the new shoes.

"Miss An, please put your feet on my lap."

Lucha was also polite, took off her shoes, raised her legs, and lightly stepped on César's knee with her toes.

The girl's feet were small and white, and her round nails were slightly pink.

César lowered his eyelashes slightly, and stuck an ice pack to her ankle.

Suddenly exposed to the coolness, Lu Cha reflexively wanted to dodge, his calf tightened suddenly.

The man's slender fingers circled up from the bottom of his legs, as if holding a work of art, preventing Lu Cha from taking it back:

"It will hurt a little at first, Miss An bear with it."

"I will be careful."

Cesare lowered his head because he wanted to see where the ice pack was applied.

The hot breath sprayed on Lucha's legs, forming a sharp and stimulating contrast with the cold ice pack on her ankles.

Lu Cha's body trembled unconsciously.

"Did I hurt Miss An?"

The man's low voice was inexplicably ambiguous at this moment.

Sensitively catching the fleeting narrowness in César's eyes, Lucha's lips curled up slightly, and he snapped his fingers.

A ray of contract paper surrounded by golden light emerged out of thin air.

At the same time, Lucha broke free from César's grip, and gently raised his chin with his toes:

"Speaking of which, I haven't told Mr. Steward that the Duke of Rhodes has already given you to me."

"From now on, you will be my personal butler, and you will only obey my orders."

César, who was forced to raise his head, looked at Lucha who was sitting on the chair.

The girl leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised one arm, rested her elbow on the armrest of the chair, curled her fingertips slightly, and supported her bright little face.

Long black hair, smooth as silk, fell from her slender neck.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his lips.

It seems to be; as if the proud queen is teasing her humble servant.

César lowered his eyes to hide the treacherous light in his eyes: "So... my master, what do you want me to do now?"

Lu Cha thought for a while: "Wipe off the drops of water on my feet."

Cesare complied obediently.

It was the hand that had been holding the ice pack.

He slowly rubbed Lucha's fair and delicate skin, as if he wanted to use her body temperature to melt the coldness of his fingertips.

Seeing the girl's cheeks dyed a seductive crimson color with his own eyes, César touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue:

"Actually, I can teach Miss An magic."

Lu Cha raised her eyebrows: "Don't you know how?"

"No, it doesn't mean you don't understand."

Cecil smiled softly.

He will make Miss An a saint, and then induce her to kill the God of Light step by step.

How interesting to be killed by one's followers.

-

Three days passed in a flash.

Lucha spent almost all of his time reading magic books, and only asked César when he encountered something he didn't understand.

César also answered every question, and even taught Lu Cha how to use extremely aggressive magic without reciting spells.

After practicing many times, plus Ben is a quick learner, Lucha can already skillfully use the element of light.

As a result, as soon as the system went online, I saw my own host, happily applying light magic to each piece of jewelry.

The jewelry that was almost filling the bed was all sparkling, almost blinding the system's eyes.

【You made so many magic jewelry to fight the villain to the death? ? ? 】

Lucha shook her little head:

"I just think it's shiny and beautiful."

As she spoke, she put on a diamond necklace that shone brilliantly in gold.

The dazzling light covered most of the girl's face.

"Total, am I pretty?"

The completely invisible system fell into silence. m.

The knife pulls the butt—the host really opened my eyes.

But the system still said it was beautiful against its will.

Lucha was instantly satisfied, and began to add light magic to the furniture in the room.

However, this happiness did not last long.

Just because the election of the saintess is about to start, she has to pack her things and head to the empire.

the day before departure.

Lucha suddenly received an invitation from Argus and went downstairs to have dinner.

When she changed into a comfortable long dress and came to the restaurant on the first floor of the castle, Argus was already sitting at the head of the table.

It doesn't look like he was injured at all, and he obviously used healing magic.

And there are flowers and candles on the table, as well as exquisite delicacies.

Gentleman César pulled out a chair for the deer tea, and then replaced the red wine Argus had prepared for her with hot milk.

Argus didn't care about César's actions, picked up the goblet in front of him, and smiled hypocritically:

"Dear sister, I want to apologize to you."