Coming to the room, Count Laurien turned around, bowed deeply and politely to Victor and Gwen, and said to them with a smile:

"I won't disturb the rest of the two of you."

Victor nodded in response, while Gwen remained calm.

When she saw Victor nodding, she bowed her head slightly.

Count Laurion said this, and gracefully turned and left the room, not forgetting to close the door.

The figure disappeared into the doorway with a soft lock.

As soon as he had reached the far end of the corridor, a servant hurried from the side, bowed respectfully to Laurien, and said:

"Lord Earl, the eldest lady has 'run' out again."

Count Laurean's footsteps froze suddenly, and he looked down at the somewhat timid servant, and asked in a low voice:

"Prisis, did you run to her mother's room again?"

"Nope."

The servant shook his head and continued:

"The eldest lady has just appeared when Princess Aurelian of the Calencian Empire passed by the lady's room."

But she only stayed there for a moment, and soon left. I saw with my own eyes that she did not have a chance to enter Madame's room. ”

"Moreover, there is a sign in front of the door of the lady's room, and the eldest lady can't get in."

The servant's account comforted Laurien a little. He waved his hand and gave a solemn order:

"Find out where she is as soon as possible. Although most people don't pay attention to her, there are many customers today. ”

"If you disturb other guests, you'll be in trouble."

The servant nodded hurriedly, then turned and trotted away.

Count Laurien was alone in the hallway, and glanced over at Victor's room.

Then, with his cane, he slowly left.

In the hallway, all that remained was the dull echo of the cane clashing against the floor.

Victor, who stayed in the room, did not stop, and the lines and runes quickly swam in his hands, and the magic began to surge in them.

He brushed his hands lightly over the door, and several magic formations were embedded in it.

Masking, barriers, interference.

and a series of other magical traps are spread around.

If anyone tries to break into the room, they will be entangled in these magic traps and notify Victor.

Victor felt the magic around him until he was sure that there was no one else's breath outside the room, and then he gradually relaxed.

With this done, Victor turned around the room and looked back at Gwen who was sitting on the fur-covered couch.

Compared to the former Gwen, the current Gwen is too obedient.

Even if you live in the same room, you won't be shy and noisy.

They had spent the night in a small town under the volcano, and Gwen was shy and disgruntled.

And now......

Feeling Victor's gaze, Gwen blinked, and there seemed to be a faint trace of doubt on his unwavering face.

The personalities are simply very different.

However, it also has something to do with Gwen's current instinctive state.

Victor reached out and closed the rich silk curtains, which were covered by the wide windows, and the bright moonlight was completely cut out.

He stepped on the carpet of gold under his feet and turned to look at Gwen.

She had already faded her armor to her knees.

Revealing the underwear that was placed on the surface of the body like a snow-white veil,

Her fair skin makes people fall in love with it, and her beautiful figure adds a bit of charm to her purity.

Gwen walked slowly towards Victor, the distance narrowing until it almost clinged to his body.

Until she stopped in front of Victor's eyes, she raised her head slightly and looked at Victor with a pair of calm eyes.

Then, in the double sight of Victor and Vega.

Ignoring the crow on Victor's shoulder, she gently stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Victor's neck.

The forehead and Victor pressed together, and the voice was called, like a spring breeze sweeping through the tender shoots, and he said softly:

"Hold me."

“……”

……

After about half an hour, the steam-soaked bathroom door slowly opened, and Gwen let her wet hair fall gently through the hazy light and shadow of the steam.

She fetched a towel and gently wiped her hair.

He took off the thick bathrobe that he had hung up and put it on his body.

At this time, Victor was sitting quietly in his chair, leaning back slightly.

His trench coat had long since faded in favor of a white shirt and loose-fitting trousers.

Stretch your legs on the crystal-carved dining table and calmly flip through the books in your hands.

The only sound in the room was the dripping of water and the turning of the pages, as if whispering about the situation.

The sound of the pages followed his thoughts.

When Gwen saw it, she took the initiative to approach, like a spring breeze blowing through the air beside Victor, bringing a burst of fragrant wind breath, and then burrowed into Victor's nose.

If Victor didn't realize it, it wouldn't have been possible.

Gwen stood behind Victor, her body slightly bent, as if she was unconsciously leaning, quietly sticking to Victor's back.

The soft skin pressed against Victor's shoulder, and the touch of fine sand spread from the shoulder to the bottom of his heart.

Her hair swayed, she looked at the contents of Victor's book, and asked curiously:

"What are you seeing?"

Feeling Gwen's breath so close, Victor closed his eyes, but this only made the fragrance beside him "attack" his consciousness more violently.

The hand holding the book began to tremble slightly.

"It's just a simple, ordinary magic book."

By the time Victor reached the fourth order, his composure had already improved significantly.

[Autosuggestion] This kind of spell, he rarely uses it anymore,

And now, he suddenly had an urge to pick it up and use it again.

Vega's body on the table trembled, and her feathers trembled with it, and she turned her head away, secretly laughing wildly.

It seems that I like to see Victor eat like this, and I am extremely excited.

It wasn't until Gwen took the initiative to leave Victor's shoulder that Vega barely stopped laughing.

Well...... I don't understand.

For a knight, this magic book was still too far ahead of its time.

Gwen turned to sit on the edge of the soft bed, resting one slender leg lightly on the other, tilting her head and looking intently at Victor.

Victor looked at the book, and Gwen looked at Victor like this, and the atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.

It seems to realize that if you don't do something about it, I'm afraid the whole night will pass like this.

Victor put down the book in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at Gwen, feeling a little troubled.

“…… Why don't you take a break yet. ”

"Waiting for you."

Gwen looked at Victor, lifted one leg slightly, and laid it on the bed leisurely, bending slightly,

Hold your legs with your hands and stroke back and forth, just like your beloved doll.

At the same time, she gently snuggled up to her soft legs and said slowly:

"Last time, you didn't have a good rest."

Last time?

I think it was at the hotel on Mount Vesuvius.

Victor distinctly remembers that they had only spent the night in the same room twice.

Once in a town under the volcano, once tonight.

That time, he gave up his only bed to Gwen and sat in silence for the night while flipping through a magic book.

With the blessing of magic, Victor's mental strength was enough to sustain him for days without sleep.

But unexpectedly, Gwen kept this matter in her heart.

Seeing her like this, it seems that she has always been haunted by the fact that she didn't let herself rest well that time.

After all, the current Gwen, in a state of instinctive control, will vent out of everything without reservation, and will not hide it in the bottom of her heart at all.

Victor sighed deeply and took the initiative to put down the book in his hand.

The book gradually cracked in his hand, turning into black shards, and finally dissipating into ashes, like the last petals of autumn falling down.

It was shattered by the cold wind and gradually disappeared.

Victor got up and walked over to Gwen. And she tilted her head slightly.

Victor's figure was reflected in his pupils.

Seeing him get closer and closer to him, closer and closer.

Finally, it's close at hand.

Gwen could even see Victor's chest as soon as she looked up.

And smell the breath coming from him.

Victor said:

"Okay, let's sleep."

After speaking, Gwen directly turned over and got into the futon, assuming a waiting posture.

Coming back to her senses, she looked at Victor, who was still standing aside.

So he stretched out his hands, lifted the quilt, and patted the bed beside him.

Motioned for Victor to sleep next to him.

But just as she raised her eyes and met Victor's eyes.

Victor's eyes flashed with a strange glow of pink and purple.

[First Order Magic: Hypnosis]

[Evaluates target resistance, target resistance< magic strength, immunity failure.] 】

【Hypnosis Success】

Gwen suddenly felt a bottom-up fatigue hit her heart, and her hand on the side of the bed instantly lost her strength.

Her head tilted slightly, and she fell to one side.

The next second, I fell asleep.

One of her cheeks was buried in a soft pillow, and the pink smudge on her cheeks was like a ripe apple, exuding an alluring scent.

And Victor just looked at her quietly, expressionless.

Experienced mages always have the means to be invincible.

He looked at Gwen and whispered.

"If you don't fall asleep, how am I going to continue my work?"

Then, to make sure Gwen wouldn't wake up, Victor reached out his finger and gently traced a trail across her back.

[First Order Magic: Cutting Hand]

His forearm instantly glowed with a bright blue light, conjuring up an aura of magical power.

With a slight wave, Gwen's bathrobe was drawn in a straight line from beginning to end.

The bathrobe slice in a straight line, revealing the fair skin behind Gwen.

With a finger tipped to the sides, the bathrobe opened even wider, revealing almost the entire back.

Even the majestic peaks on the edge are faintly visible.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"It's rude."

Victor once again stretched out his fingers and slashed them all the way down the top of her spine like a luthier playing music.

It didn't stop until the tail vertebrae.

In the next second, Gwen's back seemed to crack, and a golden glow emerged from the crack.

Vega flapped her wings and flew over, standing on Victor's shoulder.

Looking down, there is a tsk sound from the beak of the bird:

"It's amazing."

It opened its beak and looked at Gwen's back, full of admiration:

A golden Libra pattern was inlaid on her back like a brand.

"Recognition of the goddess of justice."

"Sure enough, the goddess of justice has already regarded her as a human body?"