Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

"No? What's not possible? You...fuck you!"

Before Erin's doubts were resolved, she felt warmth on her chest.

There was blood oozing out.

Irene said anxiously, completely ignoring what Sean would say.

"Sean! What's wrong with you! What's going on with all the blood?!"

The tall body stiffened, and the man's voice was hoarse, "What... did you call me?"

Eileen was angry: "Do you still have time to care about the title? You should care about yourself first!

"Now, immediately, let go of me! Then take off my clothes!"

A powerful aura, with a sinister anger.

The magic power of the No. [-] magician in the Eaton Empire is intimidating and cannot be resisted in the slightest.

Sean's face turned pale, and his bloodline seemed to be suppressed, so he had no choice but to respond to Erin's requests.

Before she even finished taking off her clothes, Erin was frightened by what she saw.

A large area of ​​blood was stained on his chest, and the wound that had not healed due to the force of the hug had become even deeper.

"This...this...this was all caused by me?!"

Irene was dumbfounded. The previous anger was wiped out the moment she saw the blood.

She stepped forward, frightened and frightened, "Why are there so many wounds? Are they so deep?"

"You didn't bandage it yesterday? You left it open like this, and you weren't afraid of inflammation or infection?!"

The bloodshot green eyes were slightly startled, "Master Imperial Master, you... care about me?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?!"

With her slender eyebrows furrowed, Erin tore off Sean's shirt.

"Sean, why didn't I know you were so inexplicable before..."

Before she finished her words of reprimand, Erin was speechless again because of the dark burnt flesh on Sean's back.

"I actually used thunder magic on you? But why didn't you hide?

"You are willing to be struck by lightning. Are you crazy? Don't you regard your own life as your own?!

"You can resist! Although I am drunk, I am strong and you can't hurt me at all!

"Your...your...flesh has been burnt by thunder, I..."

The guilt in my heart was infinitely magnified by the tragedy in front of me.

Erin didn't even know if she was qualified to say "sorry" to Sean.

The anxious look on the woman's face made Sean's heart skip a beat.

My whole body felt warm.

He couldn't explain what it felt like, he just felt a force surging in his blood.

It's very heart-warming and fluttering.

"It doesn't hurt."

The man's low voice made Eileen stunned, "What?"

Facing the anxious purple-red eyes, the previously dark green pupils had turned into a light honey color.

Sean moved his fingertips, and he boldly raised his hand to smooth Erin's frown.

"It's just a flesh wound, it doesn't hurt. It was a lightning strike at my ancestral hall, not yours.

"You didn't hurt me. Your magic protected me and my internal organs."

"Fart your grandma!"

Bewildered by the tenderness in the man's eyes, Erin knocked Sean's hand away and cursed,

"I have never heard of the ancestral hall and ancestral house, so you don't need to lie to me.

"From today on, you will live in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion for me until you recover from your injury!"

Live...where?

Originally, Sean wanted to explain his injuries to Erin.

But this sentence "live in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion" really hit home.

Surprised, happy, scared and panicked.

"Live in, the country, the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion?"

Sean, who was stunned on the spot, held back these words for a long time.

Irene glanced at him, sighed heavily, and spoke with seriousness:

“I know you don’t want to, but you have to go even if you don’t want to.

"I've already used thunder magic on you. If you don't take good care of it, you will really be useless!

"I will definitely make it clear to Rodis. You don't have to worry about anything."

With a "bang" sound, remove the cork.

Erin handed the potion to Sean, "Drink this little by little, don't get bored in one gulp."

"...Is this?" Sean asked, holding the potion.

“This is a top-notch healing potion, and it’s not only mixed with my magic power, but also my blood.

"The effect of this stuff is so overbearing. I've only given it to Kaloi. I don't know if your magic core can handle it.

"But I can't care about so much now. Drink slowly and I will use my magic power to help you absorb the magic core."

Too domineering?

Only given to Caloy?

I don’t know if my magic core can bear it?

whispering sound!

Master National Preceptor, you underestimate me too much.

Although Caroly Root is the second most powerful magician in the Eaton Empire.

But as a paladin, Rodis is the only one in front of him.

Everyone is second, who is worse than whom?

Besides, the power of my bloodline is roaring.

Your magic, your blood, only fills me with joy and does not create any repulsion at all.

Completely ignoring Eileen's instructions.

As if he was jealous and angry, Sean drank the entire bottle of potion in one gulp.

"…………Hey you!"

Erin was shocked and scared to death.

She didn't have time to curse, she directly condensed her magic power and pressed her palm on the magic core in Sean's abdomen.

A golden light reaches from the surface of the abdomen to the depths of the demonic core.

The moment Erin's pure magic power merged into the magic core, Sean felt his soul tremble.

He couldn't explain what it felt like.

It was like a heavy rain suddenly fell on a dull and hot summer day.

It's like a traveler who braved the wind and snow and drank a cup of warm tea.

Refreshing and dripping.

Warmth and tenderness.

It's indescribable, and my heart is trembling wildly.

As Sean's body gradually tightened, Erin didn't take it seriously at all.

At this time, she was concentrating on using her magic power to explore the injuries in Sean's body.

Huh?it's wired……

Although the external injuries were so severe, why were there no problems with the internal organs?

Moreover, the remaining thunder element in Sean's body seems to be different from his own magic power.

Could it be that he really hadn't lied to himself and that the lightning strike was really not caused by himself?

But what the hell is the ancestral hall and ancestral home he is talking about?

In "Golden Stigma", there is no such place at all.

That's all, now is not the time to think about this.

The first priority is to use magic power to secretly treat his injuries.

The golden light that merged from the palm of his hand secretly separated a ray before immersing in Sean's magic core, and explored the lower part of his abdomen.

The magic power penetrates into the meridians like silk.

I searched there carefully and carefully.

Huh?

Even stranger.

Unlike the thunder element on his body, Sean does have his own remaining magic power.

But it... didn't break?

No no no.

Now that I have taken action against it, even if it is not broken, it is still damaged.

How could it be intact?

Just when Irene was frowning in confusion, a big hand suddenly grabbed the woman's slender wrist that gathered magic power.

The sweat that had been suppressed to the point of madness slid down from the corner of his forehead to his chin.

Sean stared at the woman in front of him with his green eyes like a hungry wolf, gritted his teeth and said:

"Master National Preceptor, where is your magic power?"