As soon as Duruko left, Rogge was about to fall down. Filia put away her sword and ran over to help him.
"What's wrong with you? Are you really drunk?" Filia asked, "Just now you were so tough that you were pulling your bow to shoot someone. Why are you so weak now?"
Just now, Rogge's anger overpowered the powerful aphrodisiac, and Rogge was still able to control his lust. Now Filia was really beside him, her soft hands were holding his arms, and her beautiful eyes were looking at him with concern. Rogge couldn't control it anymore, and stretched out his hand directly to Filia, giving her to her. ...pushed away.
Rogge was afraid that if he didn't push her away, he would not only feel weak, but also become hot and unable to control himself.
Rogge secretly pinched his thigh hard, using the pain to clear his head, and said: "Filia, I'm fine, I'm dizzy after drinking too much for the first time. Stay away from me, I'm afraid of vomiting on you. , let’s go back quickly.”
"Oh, I told you why you like holding my hand so much when dancing, and you just pushed me. You really don't need my support? Then let's go."
The two left, leaving only Josephine in front of the bathroom, whose clothes were torn apart by Truco. Josephine lay there and cried feebly, hating Rogge and Filia to the extreme, and being extremely disappointed in Durco.
Rogge and Filiya returned to their seats together. Ofina saw Rogge's face flushed and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Did Sister Filiya kiss you outside just now?"
"Nana, don't talk nonsense. Your brother drank too much and is dizzy." Filia explained.
"Tch, my brother is really good at it. I drink as much as you do, so I'm fine." Ofina held the chopsticks to pick up the food without even realizing it.
"Hiccup!" Lunt was full of wine and food, and burped loudly, "Linlin, do you want to go dancing?"
"No, I don't know how to dance. Since everyone is full, shall we go back? I think Roger and Ofina are both drunk." Madeline said.
"I'm not drunk! But I also want to go back and take a shower."
Filia said: "Then go back, Nana, support your brother."
Rogge heard this and said quickly: "No, I can leave by myself."
Everyone left the venue. The other students were still drinking wine, eating food, and making friends. It was not the same as missing a few people to attract attention. For most of them, the entanglements between Rogge, Filia, Durco and others are just fun, and finding ways to improve their student level to C level is their life.
Rogge returned to the dormitory, quickly went upstairs and closed the door. Feeling hot all over, he quickly filled the tub with cold water and soaked in it. The feeling of heat still hadn't subsided much, and Rogge finally realized that he was definitely not just drunk, but poisoned.
The stimulation of the cold water and the previous vomiting made Rogge wake up from the wine. Now he felt strong lust, unbearable heat, and felt like there were ants crawling all over his body. It was extremely uncomfortable.
Rogge took out a bottle of rare-level antidote from the space ring and drank it. After waiting for a while, the situation still did not improve at all. It seemed that the rare-level antidote was useless.
Rogge endured the pain, got out of the tub, staggered to the bed and climbed onto the bed. These few steps seemed to have exhausted all his strength. Rogge curled up in the quilt, clenching his fists and twitching uncontrollably, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms.
Rogge did not dare to go to Ophina or Filia for help. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do something stupid, which he would regret for the rest of his life. He could only endure it with all his strength and wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off.
Ofina took a comfortable bath and put on loose and comfortable pajamas. Just as she was about to get into bed and sleep, she remembered Rogge's blushing face. The girl jumped out of bed, planning to mock Rogge.
"Dong dong dong." Ofina knocked on Roger's door, but no one paid attention to her. The girl simply pushed the door open, stepped in and closed the door again.
The room was dark, and Ofina asked softly: "Brother, are you asleep?"
Rogge heard Ofina's voice in a trance, woke up, and said with a trembling voice: "Nana... Nana, don't come over here, get out quickly!"
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why does your voice sound weird?" Ofina continued to approach, sat next to Rogge, and lit the lamp.
The light shone on Rogge's face, and Ophina saw clearly his flushed face and twitching, and said in surprise: "Brother, why are you like this? What's wrong?"
Rogge said tremblingly: "I was given a strong aphrodisiac, and the antidote doesn't work. Nana, you...just leave me alone and leave!"
"I won't leave!" Ofina raised her hand and used a blessing spell to make Rogge feel better. The magic of detoxifying holy light is a third-level light magic, and Ofina has not learned it yet.
The blessing spell failed to improve Rogge's condition. He was still curled up and twitching, his teeth were clenched and bloody, and his hands began to scratch his body vigorously.
Ofina and Rogge have known each other for so long, and he has always been a strong and reliable figure. This is the first time that she has seen Rogge look so painful and fragile, as if he has become a different person. Ofina cried directly, sobbing and hugging Rogge hard, not wanting him to scratch her again.
During the struggle, Rogge felt being hugged by a soft and delicate body, and his nose also smelled the fresh and natural body fragrance of Ofina just after taking a bath. Under the double stimulation, his eyes became bloodshot and turned scarlet.
Rogge manically grabbed Ofina's weak shoulders, pushed her down and pinned her down. He looked at Ophina's beautiful face with tears hanging from her face, her will and desire fought fiercely, and her head was pressed down bit by bit uncontrollably.
"Brother, if it can make you feel better, I...I can do it."
Ofina really doesn't want Rogge to suffer like this. They have grown up together for many years. This is the person she cares about, relies on and likes the most. Ofina is willing to give everything for Rogge.
But Rogge didn't want it. He didn't want Ofina to be wronged or hurt in the slightest. Ofina's words were like a sharp blade piercing Rogge's heart, making him understand how much the girl beneath him cared about him, and that he could never hurt her.
Rogge's willpower finally defeated his desire, and his lips stopped just an inch away from Ofina's lips. Ofina's hot and moist breath blew against her face, and Rogge couldn't help but move his lips up to kiss her forehead.
Ofina opened her eyes in surprise, and the kiss on her forehead was extremely gentle, which meant that her familiar brother was back.
"elder brother?"
"Um."
Rogge released his hand from Ophina's shoulder, lovingly smoothed her messy hair, and tried to get up and leave her side.
Ophina suddenly held Rogge's head with both hands, raised her head, and pressed her lips to Rogge's lips. The girl did not follow up because she did not know how to kiss.
Rogge was stunned. The touch on his lips was extremely soft and slightly cold. The beating speed of his heart reached the highest speed since his birth. The flame of desire that he had just suppressed was about to burn again.
Rogge quickly pushed Ophina away and wiped away two lines of nosebleeds. He was so nervous that he jumped out of bed and huddled in the corner, avoiding her eyes and not daring to look at her.
"Nana, I...I'm fine. You can go back."
"No, I want to stay with you. Brother, how do you feel now?" Ofina also got out of bed and came closer, leaning against Rogge regardless of his resistance.
"Now I feel like my whole body is on fire, and it's extremely itchy. And... you know, I may lose control at any time. Nana, you'd better go back." Rogge gently pushed Ophina. .
"No, this aphrodisiac is so powerful. What if it's so powerful that you die? The way you looked just now really scared me to death." Ofina stubbornly leaned against Rogge and refused to leave.
"Nana, I'm sorry. I didn't control myself just now. Did it hurt your shoulder?"
"I mean, your uncomfortable look scares me to death. I've never seen you like this." Ofina patted Rogge's back gently and said with a red face, "If you really can't bear it anymore, Tell me."
"For you, I will definitely hold back." After Rogge finished speaking, he licked his lips while Ofina wasn't paying attention, which was a bit sweet.
"Brother, what are you licking?" Ofina, who was always paying attention to Rogge, still saw it.
"Uh, it's nothing, my mouth is itchy." Rogge started to pretend.
"Is it sweet? I ate candy before coming here."
"Sweet." Rogge stopped pretending.
"Then one more?"
"No, no, no, I'm not recovered yet." Rogge said quickly. He was mostly surprised just now. If Ofina did that again, Rogge couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't lose control.
"How can I make you feel better? Blessing doesn't work either." Ofina was very upset about not being able to cure Rogge with magic.
"It might be better if you talk to me to distract yourself."
"Then let's talk about Sister Filia?"
Filia's peerless face appeared in Rogge's mind. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's better not to talk about her. Talk about something else."
Ophina snorted slightly and said: "Then let me tell you about the information about the Spirit Summoning Holy Kingdom and spirit beasts that I have seen in the past few days. It is really interesting. I can't wait to go to the Spirit Summoning Holy Kingdom. Now. I must own a spiritual beast and become a spiritual summoner!"
Ofina's voice was ethereal and sweet. Rogge felt more and more calm as he listened to her talk about the characteristics of various spiritual beasts. Gradually, due to the long-term relaxation of the mind and body, the irresistible fatigue came over, and Rogge fell asleep.
Ofina felt Roger's breathing calm down and knew that he was asleep, so she stopped talking. Ofina's hand was still patting Roger's back, and she would cast a blessing spell from time to time, trying to make him sleep more peacefully.
"Silly brother." Ofina said softly.
…
In the early morning, Rogge slowly opened his eyes and shook his head, which was still a little groggy. Ofina leaned against him and fell asleep. Rogge knew without thinking that this little girl must have taken care of him all night.
Rogge gently lifted Ophina up and placed her on the bed, then quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower and change into a pair of pants. Rogge sweated a lot last night under the influence of the powerful aphrodisiac, and had a very charming dream after falling asleep.
After Rogge finished washing, he returned to the bedside and stared at Ophina's sweet sleeping face in a daze.
"Hey~~" Ophina moaned softly.
"Nana, are you awake?"
"Well. Brother, what did you dream about last night? Your expression is so strange."
"Uh...what's a strange method?"
"You just smile evilly first, and then look very happy and enjoying yourself. What are you dreaming about?" Ofina was very curious.
"No...it's nothing. Nana, are you hungry? I'll cook for you." Rogge was a little flustered and wanted to run away.
Ofina understood, shyly grabbed the corner of his clothes and looked at Rogge and asked, "Did you dream about me?"
Roger said nothing.
Ofina's hand became stronger: "Isn't it? That means you dreamed about Sister Filia?"
Cold sweat appeared on Rogge's forehead.
Ofina's hand became stronger: "Did you dream about it?"
Rogge tremblingly reached out and opened the curtains to forcefully change the subject: "The weather is really nice today!"
"Boom!" A thunder exploded outside the house, and heavy rain poured down.
"Pervert!" A voice shouted from inside the room, with tears streaming down her face.
