Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Things were not what Sean expected.

Rodis left the National Preceptor's Mansion and did not go to find Bastian.

A flash of white light flashed between his eyebrows.

The tall figure of the man appeared in the old house of the Holland family.

After closing the door of the Dragon Descendant's blood chamber, Rodis walked down the spiral staircase and allowed himself to be surrounded by darkness.

Because of the loss of the dragon heart, the smell of blood in the air has been tainted with a bit of decadence.

Rodis sat slumped in the darkness, staring blankly at the keel in front of him.

There used to be a ruby-like dragon heart growing there.

But now, the dragon's heart is in Kaloy's belly.

"Eileen...am I wrong?"

The endless darkness hid the man's collapsed expression, but his hoarse and low voice made the darkness even more shuddering.

"The dragon is very possessive, should I possess you instead of gritting my teeth and enduring, going against my nature?

"Actually...it wouldn't have mattered if I hadn't given the dragon heart to Kaloi, right?

"After all, you were only seriously injured and comatose, and it didn't really affect your life.

"I can obviously wait, whether it is one year, two years, five years or ten years, I can wait for you to wake up.

"I really want to take you back to the North. I never told you that I actually built a castle next to the hot spring in the North.

"It's not big, but it has your favorite rose garden, which is the wedding room I prepared.

"I was supposed to be your only man. We would have a family, have children, and be happy for the rest of our lives.

"But now...I have nothing...

"Eileen...can you please stop feeling so sorry for Kaloy when he is so despicable and miserable?

“When Sean flirts with you shamelessly, can you stop blushing and your heart beats.

"If you are nice to them, if you smile at them, I will really feel sour!

“Now there’s another fucking Mark Lowell!

"Because you need to temper the artifact, you didn't leave a message asking me not to go to you?

"You are my wife, why can't I go find you?

"Go away and pave the way for Bastian and cherish talents for the empire!

"If he dares to be the second Sean, I will definitely drive out the entire Loel family! Kill! Kill! Absolutely!"

A low and hoarse voice, with vicious curses, rolled endlessly in the darkness.

The sword master's terrifying rage caused the entire underground chamber to tremble wildly.

The vast dragon bone, which has been incorruptible for thousands of years, also made a "squeaking" sound at this moment.

His eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was bursting with blood.

Even though he was jealous of the crazy devil in his heart and just wanted to kill everyone who coveted him, Rodis still clenched his teeth and sat on the ground trembling, motionless.

A man on the verge of collapse doesn't know how to vent the extreme bitterness in his heart.

He could only forcefully tighten his heartstrings, forcefully maintain the last trace of reason, and let the scarlet blood overflow from his mouth.

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An orange-yellow light flashed like fire.

Mark hugged Erin and appeared in an empty stone room.

There is no torch lighting in the huge stone chamber, but the forging furnace in the center of the stone chamber lights up the entire stone chamber.

After looking around, Erin asked, "Where are you taking me to?"

"Magic mine, ley line forging room." Mark answered.

"Magic mine?" Eileen was obviously surprised,

"Isn't that on the top of the easternmost mountain? How could you take me to teleport that far away?"

"This is not magic teleportation." Mark curled his lips and explained with a smile:

"Master National Preceptor, have you seen that forging furnace? That is the unique forging power of our dwarves.

"The power of the dwarf's blood can generate fire, which can be used to connect to the magic mountain's veins and forge weapons.

"So where our fire is lit, we can teleport."

Hearing this, Erin suddenly thought of Rodis and Sean.

It seems that they can also teleport back to their family home through the power of their blood.

Looking steadily at the rolling flames in the forging furnace, Irene sighed:

"The power of your bloodline should be very pure. I can feel the power of your fire. It is very powerful."

After receiving praise from his beloved, the corners of Mark's lips couldn't stop rising.

"Well, my fire is indeed the strongest in the entire Loel family. However, this also depends on the power of this magic mine being very pure."

Holding Erin in his arms, Mark took a few steps forward toward the forge.

"Master Imperial Master, can you see the dark purple light in the flames?

“That’s the fire that connects to the earth’s veins and absorbs the essence of the earth’s veins.

"As long as you transfer your magic power to me, I will use your magic power to forge the earth essence in the fire, and then you can temper the artifact."

Listening to Mark's explanation, Erin looked intently at the flames.

Although the rolling heat wave was like a wildly dancing fire ribbon, Erin could still clearly see it.

Among the rapidly dancing flames, there was a hint of dark purple light, fighting against the flames and refusing to blend in.

Erin moved, wanting to get off Mark's arms and get a closer look at the flames.

But as soon as she moved, Mark hugged her and lifted her higher.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the strength of the man's arm, Irene asked in confusion.

Facing Irene's confused purple eyes, the tips of the man's ears were unconsciously dyed red.

"Master Imperial Master, don't think too much, it's not that I insist on holding you and don't want to let you down.

“But this forging room was built by me with the power of my bloodline, and it belongs to my private domain.

"You don't have dwarf blood, so you can only rely on me. If you get off me, the fire will sense you and will classify you as an intruder and attack you."

"........."

The red lips twitched hard, and Irene was really speechless.

"Then I can't let you hold me all the time, right? What's more, don't you still have to exercise?

"If you hold me with both hands, how can you temper your magic power and forge artifacts?"

Mark smiled and moved his arms.

He held Erin's waist with one arm, and held her hip with the other hand, lifting her up.

In an instant, the original posture of holding a princess turned into that of holding a child.

He stretched out his hand, took Irene's hand and put it on her neck, then pulled her leg and clasped it around his waist.

Looking up and meeting those purple-red eyes, Mark's voice was slightly hoarse and trembling.

"Yes, just like this, hook my neck and wrap your arms around my waist, and you can always be on top of me."

"...!!!"

She didn't expect that things would suddenly turn out like this, and Irene was confused for a moment.

This... what's the situation?

Why do you need such weird postures to refine a magical weapon?

Where was the cautious, humble and humble Mark Lowell?

Why is it that now, these chestnut-colored eyes are full of eagerness and wantonness?

Seeing Irene stunned and silent, the sparkle in Mark's eyes became even more intense.

"Master Imperial Master, you don't need to be so surprised, and there is no need to feel inappropriate, because this is the best posture.

"After all, our magic core is in our lower abdomen. Since you want to transfer magic power to me, we have to stay close to each other."

Erin: “…………”

"Besides, you don't have to worry about me getting tired."

Mark held the astonished Erin in his arms and sat on the stone bench next to the forge.

"Because I can also sit and temper like this. You just need to stay in my arms."

Sitting is no better than standing.

The moment her soft buttocks sat on the man's thigh, Irene shuddered and subconsciously wanted to break away.

But as soon as she moved, she felt her whole body loosen up, and the buckle on the skirt on her back was broken.

Eileen froze in fright: "My skirt..."

"Because of the fire." Interrupting Irene, the curvature of the man's lips became more and more upward.

"We are so close to the forging furnace. It is normal for our clothes to be burned~"