I, the villain, trained the loser into a dark boss

Hehe, a small fish is a small fish. I thought I could see through her, but it's nothing!

However...

Is this coin because it has been a long time since I got it? Why does it feel a little hot?

Weighing the coin in her hand, Leah's heart was still beating fast, but she couldn't be happy.

Will is really a very difficult student. He must get to the bottom of this matter... I guess he is young and full of blood and wants revenge, right?

Leah sighed deeply.

She drew a formation in the air and unlocked the cabinet at the bottom of the table. There was a letter in the cabinet.

The wax on the letter was split into two halves after opening the letter, but you can vaguely see a dark blue rose painted on it, but this rose is missing a corner at the four o'clock position.

This is a postmark used by the royal family. And it is a postmark used only when the royal family communicates secretly. It is said that the postmark can be analyzed based on the material to determine which royal family it comes from, but Leah doesn't have this intention.

About a month ago, in order to complete the magic for the competition, Leah bought a large amount of catalysts mined in the dungeon.

These catalysts are expensive and the amount used at one time is very large. Leah is not good at financial planning, and she spent too much money at once.

The school's funds have not yet arrived. In order to continue to have money for experiments... and not to starve to death, Leah had to open the letter.

The letter was very complicated, and even the location of the transaction was roundabout, and even the requirements were very strange. For example, they wanted to attack but they had to ensure that Will survived, and they had to ensure that he would not be able to take the exam.

"Now that I think about it, the timing of this letter is also very subtle. It's like someone is observing me and sending me a letter specifically when I'm in trouble..."

Leah even guessed that sending her a letter with such a fanfare using the royal postmark was probably a warning, asking her to do as she was told and not to investigate further.

In the last letter to her, Leah said that the commission had been completed, and she never received any more letters.

In the days that followed, the more Leah thought about it, the more she shuddered.

Originally, it seemed that telling Will about this matter would be nothing.

But...

Will repeatedly emphasized the power behind him, and repeatedly emphasized that he would investigate thoroughly.

This made Leah very worried.

Although they didn't have much contact, she vaguely felt that Will was the kind of person who was very active and would definitely do what he said.

If he knew, he would definitely get deeper and deeper.

Even if it was "System", who was in the heyday, he was a spoiled young master with such poor magic talent, the youngest in the family, and inexperienced in the world. If he wanted to get involved in the muddy water of the royal family, which was a royal family that could monitor her as a witch, he would only be deeply involved and his body would be gone.

"You are being targeted by someone in the royal family... Although I don't know why, it's best... not to get involved too much, Will System."

- Really, why would I subconsciously protect a student I just met on the first day.

- This is probably... the unnecessary relationship between witches and ordinary humans.

But...

Compared to these...

Lia was still very curious, why did her heart beat faster after she got the coin? Why did the magic circuit become more and more active?

Will had clearly walked far away.

He couldn't be in love with the coin, could he?

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That night, in the private residence of the Systrom family in the capital city, Will's bedroom.

A small table lamp was on, and the ambiguous light illuminated the two people in the bedroom.

Iel half-knelt in front of Will, and the shadow of her animal ears under the light was sometimes bright and sometimes dim as her ears swayed.

And Will, sitting on the chair, was trembling slightly.

"Iel... Iel... Be gentle."

"Yes, Master."

"Tsk, that position... It hurts a little bit..."

"Well, Iel will be careful..."

"Hiss... A little bit, a little bit to the right."

"Okay, Master."

Will was doing his daily dressing work, and Iel had just removed the bandage on his hand.

Even Will himself thought this scene was terrible.

He was thankful that this private house was in a remote area, otherwise someone would hear it and spread the news that "the young master of the Systrom family would fight with the maids until late at night every night even if he came to the capital to study."

So, what did his brothers, including his good father, do before to make the family reputation like this?

"Young master, the situation seems to be better."

The wound has healed a little after the bandage was removed, but it is still far from the target result.

"It seems that it will take a long time to completely give up the bandage, young master. What should I do about the make-up exam for the practical test?"

Yi Ai'er felt sorry for Will.

Especially...

When she saw him walking out of the school gate alone today, without even his new friends around him.

When she saw that the textbook he took out was scribbled with pencils.

When she saw that he was given a few cold looks by other students on the street.

Yi Ai'er had never been to school, but she had heard about school bullying. Her young master must have been bullied!

And the reason for the bullying... Just a random guess would tell you that it must be related to his absence from the practical test.

These scenes overlapped with the scar of the young master in front of him, making his expression of enduring pain even more pitiful under the candlelight.

Master... Master is quite cute like this.

Oh, I really want to see more of him.

Iel licked his lips.

“Well... It’s okay. When I can use it to hold the staff and transmit the circuit, I can take the exam. It probably doesn’t need to be perfect. Maybe... It won’t take long. And I applied for the make-up exam myself, so I can control the time.”

“Master, don’t be stubborn, okay?”

“Ah? I, Will, always do things well. Do I look like someone who would be stubborn?”

Iel didn’t believe this.

When he had to experiment with the Extreme Flame Meteor before, he was clearly being stubborn.

Every time he changed the dressing, he said it was okay and it didn’t hurt, but he was actually gritting his teeth, which was also stubborn.

When he stayed up all night to study and said he could endure it, but he kept yawning during the day, he was obviously being stubborn.

Looking at the wound on his hand.

For some reason, Iel’s mind popped up a little bit of trivia that someone told him when he was a child: “Orc saliva actually helps heal wounds.”

And...

The idea of ​​taking a little revenge on his stubborn master.

"Wait, Yiaier..."

Will was sitting in a chair waiting for Yiaier to apply medicine, and suddenly... Yiaier's soft tongue licked the back of his hand.

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Yaier licked very seriously.

Yaier was a wolf girl, and her tongue had no barbs. Her soft pink tongue slid across the back of his hand carefully and gently. It didn't hurt, but soothed the pain of removing the bandage just now.

At the same time, her tongue tip was stained with some wet saliva.

When the tongue slid across those uneven wounds, you could feel a moment of warmth, and then a hint of coolness from the evening breeze.

"Hmm... um... pulu..."

Yaier rolled up her tongue from time to time, moistened it in her mouth again, and then applied it to Will's wound.

"Yi... Yiaier?"

"Saliva, especially the saliva of our half-orcs, seems to have a good effect on healing wounds... I think it was the young master who told me this."

"Yeah. Because the living environment of orcs in the wild was relatively difficult in the early days, they evolved better abilities in this regard... Yeah... Don't rush to lick it first..."

Will was halfway through his words, and Yiaier seemed to not want to continue listening. She held Will's wrist in a slightly angry manner, and when she licked the wound on her finger, she put it in her mouth and sucked it for a while.

"Puff."

Will swallowed his saliva.

Although Yiaier was healing himself.

But...

The action of sucking his own fingers was so astringent, and this "licking wounds" that was complete from the visual to the sensory aspect made him feel a little refreshed.

Her pink little tongue was naturally flexible like an orc's, and the smoothness of the rolling made him imagine a lot, and the shiny and silky saliva on it under the light made this visual experience much better.

"Well... Master... Does it hurt?"

While still recalling the feeling just now, Iai'er had already applied the medicine and started to put on a new bandage.

"No... uh... how should I say, it's, it's quite comfortable."

"That's good, Iai'er is very happy!"

Seeing Iai'er's sweet smile, Will sighed. When will this guy become less sunny and cute?

When will the blackened maid I want arrive!

"Well, Iai'er will lick you every night."

"No, no need, one or two times will be enough!"

He quickly retracted his hand and looked at his desk.

There is still work to do after school today.

There is naturally no homework on the first day, but there are many, many...

coins on the desk.

The coins of the witches who look exactly the same are arranged in three or four rows.

"Iai'er, help me get the bloody mint essential oil from the cabinet."

"Yes. Pour it into this plate like before?"

"Yes, yes."

Iai'er took out the bottle of red essential oil and poured it into the transparent plate next to it.

"Less, oh, stop, just now, this thing is not easy to handle."

"Indeed. It smells like mint, but it's red. Iai'er has never seen anything like it."

Will was surprised that Iai'er could smell the mint from it.

He could only barely smell some mint scent from this essential oil when he got close to it. Iai's five senses were much better than his.

He picked up one of the coins with tweezers and put it into the plate.

"Well, Iel doesn't understand... why did the young master make so many imitation coins? And... he also soaked them in essential oils?"

"Oh, because this thing is actually a kind of love potion for Witch Special Forces."

"What what what what?!"

Iel's tail stood up. Has his young master finally revealed his true face as a pervert from the Systrom family? !