In the ring, Wilmot walked briskly, with Lynn as the center, and began to circle around him.

While turning, I looked at it.

The more he looked at it, the more confused the expression on Wilmot's face became.

"It's amazing, it's really, it's amazing."

Ever since he said that he was interested in Lynn, Wilmot had actually been paying attention to him.

He had carefully studied the details of Lynn's engagement with his two opponents, and he also kept a special eye on his match, and if it weren't for the fact that the opponent wasn't a character to mess with, he would have even wanted to follow Lynn and study every detail of his life.

And the reason for this is actually a bit unbelievable.

Wilmot's instincts told him that this man, Lynn Blazer, was special.

He couldn't tell what point the other party was holding his shadow so hard, but the inexplicable, soul-striking attraction made him unable to extricate himself.

So, he obeyed his desires as he had done before.

After that, Wilmot gradually found that he could no longer take his eyes off him.

The identity of his fiancé made his thoughts tremble; The calm gaze made him think of disturbing it; The extraordinary identity makes him want to try the chain reaction caused by provoking the other party's emotions.

These are just some of the things that Wilmot cares about Lynn, but it's not the most important part.

The most important thing is Lynn's "unwavering" attitude in the face of the desires of others.

No, it can't be.

Desire is the most basic emotion that human beings are born with, any desire, is, no one can remain calm in front of it, if there is, it can only be that the temptation is not strong enough.

After returning to his home, Wilmot stroked the strange tattoo on his chest, and the fire in his heart grew stronger.

Now, even if he threw off the object of the cow in front of the bitter master, and then looked at the comical appearance of the man who was so angry and corrupted like a clown, it couldn't bring him much refreshment.

This is a blessing from the great god of pleasure, hoping that they will always be on the path of finding greater happiness, and not sink into a gentle land somewhere.

To do this, he had to intensify the dose to avoid falling into agony before the next withdrawal hit.

And for Wilmot now, there is nothing more pleasant to induce a man of strong faith to sink into the Elysium he has constructed.

Originally, Wilmot was still a little confused about how to accomplish this.

Because within the Academy, he couldn't get past the watchful eye and cast magic on a colleague, but without using the magic blessed by the god of pleasure, it would be difficult for him to induce a determined person with his current words.

And what about outside the academy?

More unlikely.

Children from families like this will basically be protected when they go out, and if they want to do something to each other silently, they are still in the royal city, unless there are means to reach the sky, it will not work at all.

And once discovered, he is not the only one who suffers.

Fortunately, Lynn actually killed all the way, and even stood on the last stage with him.

"Thank you, God of Pleasure."

As soon as the match began, Wilmot took advantage of what was probably his only chance to unleash his magic with the utmost energy.

【Dreams】

In this magic, the caster can make the other person fall into a dream, and dream of the person who occupies the heaviest weight in his heart, and then, he who is branded with pleasure, will use that person to provoke the desire in the other person's heart.

Love, or hate, fear, or pity.

No matter what kind of emotion it is, as long as there is a sign of it, he can take this opportunity to spread that flame into a prairie fire, and then.

- Swallow the flames.

This is actually one of the side effects of [Dream], after casting a spell on the person being cast and producing [Dream], he must defeat the [Nightmare] derived from the dream, otherwise, the dream will fall into an infinite loop.

It's just that Wilmot treats this side effect as a loophole.

The dreams he created, in which the [Nightmare] were basically born from desires, and by borrowing the power of the seal of pleasure, these desires were undoubtedly great supplements for him.

Because of this, Wilmot was able to step into the current level with no outstanding talent and no half effort.

"What will your [nightmares] taste like? What kind of heart-warming expression will you have when you fall? ”

He closed his eyes in intoxication: "I can't wait to enjoy this pleasure." ”

Immediately, Wilmot reached out and touched the dream.

"It turns out that it's my father?"

"The majesty of the father, always like that, is eternal, with supreme authority, suppresses the harsh noise in the family."

"So, let's start with 'power.'"

.......

"From now on, you are the head of the Blazer family."

Lynn calmly looked at her father in front of her, not moving.

Mr. Earl raised his eyes slightly and asked, "Lynn?" What are you thinking? Why don't you come? ”

"I'm wondering......." Lynn whispered, "what can I do when I get the position of head of the house." ”

"What can be done?" Mr. Earl smiled, "Naturally, you can do whatever you want." ”

"Our family has countless wealth, and the jewels and jade collected are piled up and worth a fortune; The connections we have accumulated over the years are enough to allow us to escape any legal punishment and trial. ”

"The above are just the most basic things you can enjoy after becoming the head of the family."

"The most important." The Earl clenched his cane, "We have it, authority." ”

"As long as you give an order, tomorrow, you can become the real master of this country, the former king, will become a puppet under your control."

Lynn listened to the surging speech of "father" and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then what if, I don't want to stand behind the scenes?" ”

Mr. Earl raised his hands in the air: "Then, ascend to the throne!" ”

"The land of the Rhine Kingdom is still too little."

"Then use war and blood, to fight, to plunder!"

"What will I become after the plunder."

"Monsieur Earl" shouted hoarsely, "You are, Emperor!!!" ”

"The Emperor?" Lynn said lightly, "What if, I'm not satisfied with this? ”

"Then, go to the ....... of God"

The Earl was about to continue to read aloud, trying to be very infectious, but the next moment he suddenly felt as if he had been choked by the neck, and could no longer speak.

"What if I wanted to kill the gods?" The young young voice asked, "What if the name of the god I want to kill is called, Lust/Sin?" ”

“.......”

At that moment, the eyes of "Mr. Earl" became extremely frightened.

The moment Lynn's words fell, he seemed to have auditory hallucinations.

He heard a knock on the door outside the study.

Through the cracks, he vaguely realized that it was not a person who knocked on the door.

It's the devil who harvests life!

"Monsieur Earl" trembled and stretched out his fingers, his body trembling like a sieve: "You, how do you know....... Who the hell are you? ”

"Is that all?"

Lynn didn't answer the other party's question, only shook her head in disappointment.

"I thought you could do a lot of it."

"You don't even have the 'desire' that you are most proud of, to me. So how do you feel that you have the power to indulge me in the crude illusions you have constructed? ”

He raised his eyes slightly and asked softly.

"You, how dare you?"