Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

normal phenomenon?

Do you think I'm stupid? !

Just as her feet were about to step down, the heat on the ground made Erin instantly understand that Mark was not lying.

If she stood on the ground, she would indeed be attacked by fire.

But will this faze her?

Who do you underestimate?

Now she is the strongest magician in the entire Akhter continent!

Raising her hands to protect her slipping dress, Irene struggled out of Mark's arms without ceremony.

Seeing Irene's feet hitting the ground, Mark was shocked.

"Master Imperial Master! Don't..."

But before he finished speaking, he discovered that Irene had not stepped on the ground.

Her feet were enchanted and suspended five centimeters above the ground.

Lowering his eyes, Mark looked at the purple-red pure magic power with dark eyes.

After a moment, he pursed his lips, his brown eyes filled with obvious grievance and worry.

"Master National Master, why are you doing this? This is my domain. If you use magic power, it will be consumed exponentially.

"If you have physical problems due to the loss of magic power, I, the Wan family, will be the one to blame!"

He rolled his eyes fiercely.

Erin used her magic power, took a few steps back, and complained directly:

"Stop your pretense and worry about me, I won't accept it!"

"I'm not pretending." Mark looked flustered, "I'm really worried about you."

"Huh!" Irene snorted coldly and retorted:

"If you were really worried about the loss of my magic power, why didn't you tell me when we were in the Royal Library?

"Don't you just want to kill me first and show off later, leaving me helpless but to stay in your arms disheveled!"

Mark curled his lips as his thoughts were exposed, but the worry on his face did not diminish.

"But if you do this, your magic power will be doubled. Besides, what's wrong with being in my arms?

"Even if you are disheveled, I don't dare to do anything to you. I just want to hug you."

"Ha." Eileen sneered,

"You really don't dare to do anything to me, but do you think I don't know about your little obvious thoughts?

"Mark, how many times have I told you that I am not interested in you and I don't need you to be my male favorite.

"I already have three dragons, and I don't want to mess with anyone else except the three of them."

"I don't need to provoke you." Mark said bluntly, "I just want to be closer to you and be a little closer to you."

"...???" Irene was angry,

"They are disheveled, their bellies are touching each other, and they are sitting cross-legged on your lap with their arms around their necks. Do you call this 'a little intimacy'?"

Mark knew he was in the wrong and looked away with a guilty conscience.

"Even if it's a little ambiguous, so what? I won't do anything to you, but you...

"Do you reject being close to me so much because you really don't like me at all, or are you afraid that you can't help yourself and do something to me?"

Erin was shocked: "…………???"

Seeing Irene standing there in silence, Mark thought he was right and quickly continued:

"Master Imperial Master, actually you don't have to worry, let alone feel sorry for Duke Holland.

"This is my domain. Outsiders cannot enter. No one will know what happened between the two of us here.

"I don't need you to be responsible. You can even play with me and throw it away, and I'll be happy with it."

Eileen was extremely speechless: "......Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy, I love you, I really love you!"

Mark seemed unable to hold himself any longer and was obviously a little excited.

“Everyone says that Caroly Root knows you best, but I also know you, Master National Master.

"No, I may know you better than he does, so as long as you give me a chance, I promise to satisfy you!"

Take it, really take it!

These days, how can someone talk about yellow waste so confidently and with such sincerity on their face!

Erin's head was buzzing, it was so outrageous!

Completely too lazy to talk nonsense to Mark, Irene turned cold and said solemnly:

"It seems that it is useless for me to explain to you. In this case, I won't waste any more words.

"Mark Lauer, I'm telling you this for sure.

"No matter how hard you try, it's useless, you will never become my male favorite in this life.

"Now, there are only two roads before you -

“[-]. Completely stop coveting me and concentrate on forging the artifact.

"Two, I'm leaving. I don't want your artifact anymore. What do you like..."

"I choose one!"

Before Erin could finish her words, Mark turned pale and shouted.

"Master Imperial Master, I was wrong, you can't leave, you can't do without me!

"My goal, everything I do, is for you, me, I..."

As if he was frightened by Irene's departure, Mark's legs softened and he knelt down directly. His body was shaking and his eyes were wet and red.

The moment tears fell from her eyes, Irene's head grew bigger.

I am Nima!

This, this...why are you crying?

And with this teary-eyed, frightened and trembling look, how could he be more yandere than Kaloy?

No, not right.

Kaloy's white and black face, every time her eyes burst into tears, there's a hint of suspicion that she's deliberately being miserable.

But Mark... seems to be really miserable?

Ah... no.

I have always been soft-spoken rather than tough-minded, and this is a bit overwhelming!

Raising her hand to her forehead, Irene sighed heavily, but her tone was still cold:

"Since you have chosen 'one', then concentrate on forging the artifact."

After saying that, Irene walked up behind Mark, grabbed his collar, and pulled him back to the stone bench.

No attachment, no hugging, not even touching.

She just stretched out a finger and touched the man's waist through the clothes.

Purple magic appears at the fingertips.

That extremely pure power is like the most brilliant red in the sunset.

Feeling the pure magic power transmitted from his back to his abdomen, Mark froze.

"Master National Preceptor, it consumes too much when you transfer magic power like this!"

"It's okay."

"Why is it okay?!" Mark was panicked.

"Such precise gathering, forced compression and then transmission, I can't absorb too much, but you..."

"It's okay!"

Erin interrupted Mark's words and said in a cold voice: "Concentrate on forging!"

"..." Mark pursed his lips tightly and said no more.

The pure magic power coming from his spine clearly made him energetic, but his face was extremely ugly.

Really, is there no hope?

No responsibility, no need to worry, just give it a try, don’t you agree?

Do you know that the more ruthless you are, the more greed in my blood will soar crazily!

I can hardly hold it down anymore...

After a while, something seemed to collapse.

Mark's brown eyes were suddenly stained with the orange-red color of flames...

[My dear friends, throughout July, I may update less because I have to solve the problem of the dark room.

[I hope that I can come out of the dark room before August. Then I will write more, stock up on manuscripts, update them every day, and get perfect attendance.

【If it doesn’t work...then...(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻...mlgbd! 】