Arriving at the room, Count Lauryn turned around, bowed politely and deeply to Victor and Gwen, and said to them with a smile:
"I won't disturb you two's rest time."
Victor nodded in response, while Gwen remained calm.
When she saw Victor nodding, she also nodded slightly.
After speaking, Earl Lauryn turned around gracefully and left the room, not forgetting to close the door behind him.
The figure disappeared from the door with a gentle lock sound.
Just when he reached the far end of the corridor, a servant hurriedly ran from the side, bowed respectfully to Lauryn and said:
"Your Excellency, the eldest lady 'ran out' again."
Count Lauryn's steps suddenly stopped, he looked down at the timid servant, and asked in a low voice:
"Priscis, did you go to her mother's room again?"
"No."
The servant shook his head and continued to add:
"The eldest lady just appeared when Princess Aurelion of the Calencia Empire passed by the lady's room."
"But she only stayed there for a moment and left quickly. I saw with my own eyes that she had no chance of getting into Madame's room."
"Besides, there is a sign in front of Madam's room door, so the eldest lady cannot enter."
The servant's account gave Lauryn some comfort. He waved his hand and gave the order seriously:
"Find her whereabouts as soon as possible. Although most people will not pay attention to her, there are many guests today."
"If it disturbs other guests, it will be troublesome."
The servant nodded hastily, then turned and trotted away.
Count Lauryn was alone in the corridor and turned to look at Victor's room.
Then, leaning on his cane, he slowly left.
In the corridor, only the dull echo of the cane hitting the floor was left.
Victor, who stayed in the room, did not stop. The lines and runes quickly moved in his hands, and magic began to surge through them.
He lightly brushed his hands on the door, and several magic formations were embedded in it.
Sound blocking, barrier, interference.
A series of magic traps are laid around.
If anyone wants to break into the room, they will be entangled in these magic traps and notify Victor.
Victor felt the magic around him and gradually relaxed until he confirmed that there was no other person's scent outside the room.
After processing this, Victor turned around in the room and looked back at Gwen, who was sitting on the fur-covered sofa.
Compared to the Gwen of the past, the current Gwen is too obedient.
Even if they live in the same room, they will not be shy or noisy.
They once spent the night in a small town under the volcano. At that time, Gwen was shy and a little dissatisfied.
And now...
Feeling Victor's gaze, Gwen blinked, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt on her unruffled face.
Their personalities are completely different.
However, this is also related to Gwen's current instinctive state.
Victor reached out and closed the luxurious silk curtains, covering the large windows, blocking out the bright moonlight.
He stepped on the golden carpet under his feet and turned to look at Gwen.
She had already taken off her armor to her knees.
The underwear that lay on the body like snow-white gauze was exposed,
Her fair and jade-like skin makes people fall in love with her, and her graceful figure adds a bit of charm to her purity.
Gwen walked slowly towards Victor, gradually shortening the distance until she was almost touching his body.
Until she stopped in front of Victor, she raised her head slightly and looked at Victor with a pair of eyes as calm as water.
Then, in the double vision of Victor and Vega.
She ignored the crow on Victor's shoulder, gently stretched out her arms, and hugged Victor's neck.
With their foreheads pressed against each other's, Victor's voice sounded like the spring breeze blowing through the tender buds, saying softly:
"hug me."
"..."
…
About half an hour later, the steam-filled bathroom door slowly opened, and Gwen walked through the hazy light and shadow in the steam, letting her wet hair fall gently.
She took a towel and wiped her hair lightly.
He took off the thick bathrobe that had been hung up and put it on.
At this time, Victor was sitting quietly on the chair, leaning back slightly.
The windbreaker on his body had long since faded away, replaced by a white shirt and loose trousers.
My legs were stretched out on the crystal-carved dining table, and I was calmly flipping through the books in my hands.
The only sound in the room was the dripping of water and the turning of pages, which seemed to be whispering about the situation here.
The sound of pages turning over and over followed his thoughts.
After Gwen saw it, she took the initiative to approach, blowing through the air around Victor like a spring breeze, bringing with it a burst of fragrance, which then penetrated into Victor's nose.
It is impossible to say that Victor was not aware of it at all.
Gwen stood behind Victor, her body slightly bent, as if she was relying on him unconsciously, and she leaned quietly against Victor's back.
The soft skin pressed against Victor's shoulder, and the touch like fine sand spread from his shoulders to the bottom of his heart.
With her hair swaying, she looked at the contents of Victor's book and asked curiously:
"What are you looking at?"
Feeling Gwen's breath so close, Victor closed his eyes, but this would only make the fragrance next to him "attack" his consciousness more violently.
The hand holding the book began to tremble slightly.
"It's just a simple and ordinary magic book."
When Victor reached the fourth level, his calmness had already been significantly improved.
[Autosuggestion] He rarely uses this kind of spell anymore.
But now, he suddenly had the urge to pick it up and use it again.
Vega's body on the table trembled, and his feathers trembled. He turned his head and secretly laughed wildly.
It seemed that he really liked seeing Victor looking so deflated, and was extremely excited.
It wasn't until Gwen took the initiative to leave from Victor's shoulder that Vega barely stopped laughing.
Hmm...I can't understand.
For knights, this kind of magic book is still too advanced.
Gwen turned around and sat on the edge of the soft bed, leisurely put one slender leg gently on the other, tilted her head, and looked at Victor attentively.
Victor was looking at the book, and Gwen was looking at Victor like this, and the atmosphere was a little stiff for a moment.
He seemed to realize that if he didn't do something, the whole night might end 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 rest yet."
"Waiting for you."
Gwen looked at Victor, gently raised one leg, and placed it leisurely on the bed, bending it slightly.
He hugged his legs with his hands and stroked them back and forth, as if he were his beloved doll.
At the same time, she gently nestled on her soft legs and said slowly:
"Last time, you didn't get a good rest."
Last time?
It probably refers to that time at the hotel on Mount Vesuvius.
Victor clearly remembered that they only spent the night in the same room twice.
Once in a small town under a volcano, and once tonight.
That time, he gave up the only bed space to Gwen, and he sat quietly all night while reading the magic book.
With the blessing of magic, Victor's mental strength was enough to sustain him without sleep for several days.
But unexpectedly, Gwen kept this incident in mind.
Looking at her like this, it seemed that she was always worried about not letting herself rest that time.
After all, Gwen now, in a state of instinctive control, will express everything without reservation and will not hide it in her heart at all.
Victor sighed deeply and put down the book in his hand.
The book gradually fell apart in his hands, turning into black fragments, and finally dissipated into ashes, like the last petals of autumn falling.
It gradually disappeared as if it had been blown apart by the cold wind.
Victor stood up and walked towards Gwen. But she raised her head slightly.
Victor's figure was reflected in his pupils.
Seeing him getting closer and closer to her, getting closer and closer.
Finally, close at hand.
Gwen even looked up and could see Victor's chest.
and smelled the breath coming from him.
Victor said on his side:
"Okay, let's sleep."
After saying that, Gwen turned over and got into the quilt, assuming a waiting posture.
After 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 next to him.
He motioned for Victor to sleep next to him.
But just when she raised her eyes and looked at Victor.
Victor's eyes flashed with a strange light mixed with pink and purple.
[First level magic: hypnosis]
[Evaluate the target's resistance. The target's resistance is <magic strength. The saving throw fails. 】
[Hypnosis successful]
Gwen suddenly felt a wave of fatigue coming over her from bottom to top, and her hand patting the bedside instantly lost strength.
Her head tilted slightly and her body fell to one side.
The next second, he fell asleep.
One of her cheeks was buried in the soft pillow, and the pink color smeared on her cheeks, like a ripe apple, exuding an alluring aura.
But Victor just looked at her quietly, expressionless.
Senior mages always have the means to be invincible.
He looked at Gwen and whispered.
"If you don't fall asleep, how can I continue my actions?"
Then, when making sure that Gwen would never wake up, Victor stretched out his fingers and gently drew a trace on her back.
[First level magic: cutting hand]
His forearm instantly glowed with bright blue light, transforming into a magical halo.
With a gentle wave, Gwen's bathrobe was drawn with a straight line from beginning to end.
The bathrobe was cut along a straight line, revealing the fair skin on Gwen's back.
He moved his fingers to both sides, and the bathrobe opened wider, almost exposing his entire back.
You can even vaguely see the majestic peaks on the edge.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath:
"excuse me."
Victor once again stretched out his fingers and traced them all the way down the top of her spine like a luthier playing music.
It didn't stop until the tail vertebrae.
The next second, Gwen's back seemed to crack, and a golden brilliance emerged from the crack.
Vega flapped her wings and flew over, standing on Victor's shoulders.
Looking down, the bird made a tut-tut sound from its beak:
"It's amazing."
It opened its beak and looked at Gwen's back, full of admiration:
A golden scale pattern was embedded on her back like a brand.
"Approval from Lady Justice."
"Sure enough, the goddess of justice has already regarded her as a human body?"
