Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

The man's tall body was slapped over by Irene's magical palm.

Mark's face was pale, but the distinct slap marks on his right cheek were extremely bright red.

Eileen's words were like needles, pricking the man's heart with holes.

Grief and anger, like a wave of light, violently impacted Mark's body.

He wanted to say something, but found that his throat had been pinched by Irene, and the sting was unbearable.

After a moment, he struggled to get up from the ground.

It seemed that he no longer had the nerve to see the goddess in his heart, so he had to lower his head and walk out the door.

The moonlight in the dark night was blocked by clouds.

In the room with no lights on, the man's naked back seemed to be coated with a layer of frost.

Erin looked at Mark's dejected and lonely back, and couldn't help but think of her former self.

He was obviously born with a silver spoon in his mouth and received a good education, but his previous self was a stupid love brain.

So much so that when his father was wrongfully imprisoned and the company went bankrupt.

Not only did he not use his study time to support the Ai family, but he placed all his hopes on his fiancé Lin Xiu.

When he was bullied and trampled upon, the man who had sworn an oath to him had long since disappeared.

Relatives and friends who had close contact with her on weekdays not only failed to lend a helping hand, but when her mother was critically ill and hospitalized, she became extremely anxious.

They took advantage of the situation and divided up the company.

If it weren't for her mother's funeral, Uncle Wan would take her away and take good care of her, educate and guide her.

I'm afraid that my stupidity has been tortured to death by the cruel reality.

The flood of memories made Erin feel a pain in her heart. She suddenly felt that Mark at this time was the same person she was back then.

Uncle Wan once told her that it is true to love someone.

To love sincerely and trust wholeheartedly is even more correct.

But love needs guidance and cannot be blind, let alone wanton and selfish.

With a heartbeat, Erin subconsciously said, "Mark Lauer."

The man who walked to the door was suddenly stunned, and his tall body froze in place.

He didn't look back.

He no longer dared to look at those beautiful purple-red eyes filled with extreme disgust.

"Go back to the Royal Knights."

Clenching his fists at his sides, Mark replied hoarsely:

"Those who cannot go back, the Royal Knights only accept the return of the souls of their comrades."

After a pause, Mark said again: "What you just said was so awkward that I feel so ashamed. I will never have the shame to go to the Royal Library again. I don't know if I can..."

"go home."

Erin interrupted Mark's words, and Uncle Wan's fatherly face suddenly flashed in her mind.

“I don’t know where else to go, so go home and find your father, he will help you.

"As far as I know, the Loel family is a powerful family that has been engaged in weapon making for generations. Your ancestors married dwarves.

“You have the blood of dwarves, you are natural explorers, and you are the forgers of artifacts.

“Not only can you intuitively find the iron ore mountains, but you can also forge the iron ore into sophisticated weapons.

“After dwarves are combined with normal people, their bloodline will undergo extreme mutations.

"You are tall and strong. It seems that you have inherited the purest mutant blood of the dwarves."

When Mark heard this, he was so shocked that he forgot his fear.

He suddenly turned back to look at Irene, his eyes bulging and wide.

The dwarven blood of the Loel family.

This is a top secret in the family, how could the Imperial Master know about it? !

Faced with Mark's shocked questions, Erin didn't explain much.

She sighed slightly, and her tone was not as sharp as before:

"Mark Loel, you have the purest dwarf blood flowing in your body.

“It’s a gift, it’s a responsibility, it’s a mission, and you can’t live up to it.

"Go home, learn skills, inherit the family business, and revitalize the family."

Slowly walking up to the man, the chill in Irene's eyes faded away, replaced by expectations and encouragement.

"Mark Lauer, remember, I don't need a male favorite, and I don't need you to be my male favorite.

"I need you to become a weapons master, the most powerful weapons master on the Akhter continent."

Her red lips raised slightly, and a smile as bright as a flower bloomed on Irene's face.

She stretched out her hand towards the man and said comfortingly: "Go hard, study, and forge a weapon beyond the peak!"

Moods are ups and downs, ups and downs.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled slightly, but it was like the unparalleled elegance of three thousand worldly affairs, which was deeply engraved in the mind of a man.

The decadent and gloomy heart was illuminated by a strong light at this moment.

Mark looked at the hand stretched out to him, and with a "dong" sound, he knelt on his knees and surrendered.

If it had been before, he would have been ecstatic to hold the woman's hand and place a pious kiss on the back of her hand.

But now, he didn't hold it, and he didn't dare to hold it.

He doesn't deserve it.

Just like what the Imperial Master said, he is indeed selfish and acts wantonly.

I was indeed dazzled by the beauty of the Imperial Master.

He forgot his comrades-in-arms, the rise and fall of his family, and his own mission!

But even though he was so unbearable, the National Preceptor still restrained his anger, gave him encouragement and pointed the way.

Mark suddenly felt a lump in his throat, his body twitched a few times involuntarily, and his lips couldn't help but tremble.

He was clearly on the battlefield and had fought tenaciously, but he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes and let them flow down his cheeks.

"Master Imperial Master, do you...do you have the magic wand you want?"

Magic wand?

Erin lowered her eyes and glanced at the ring on her left middle finger, and smiled.

She snapped her fingers, and a huge golden magic wand appeared in Erin's hand.

The handle of the staff made of mithril is engraved with intricate magic circles.

The center of each magic circle is inlaid with a powerful magic stone.

At the top of the magic wand, sit the sun, moon, and stars.

And between them, there is a purple-red gem, emitting a light that cannot be looked directly at.

"The Embrace of Hellfire, my magic wand, is as hot as the light of the sun, but also as cold as the darkness of the abyss.

"It is the most powerful magic wand in the world, but..."

Irene paused, her purple pupils shining even brighter under the light of the magic stone.

"But it's not an artifact!"

Suddenly smiling, Erin leaned slightly closer to Mark, speaking in an arrogant tone,

"Mark Lauer, I don't want to be comparable to the sun, I want to surpass the sun.

"I don't want to stand shoulder to shoulder with the abyss, I want to be above the abyss!"

She stretched out her hand, held the man's chin, slowly raised his head, and looked at him.

Even though his eyes were filled with tears and his vision was blurry, he could still see very clearly.

The woman's purple pupils were full of trust and seriousness.

"Mark Lauer, on behalf of the family.

"For the prosperity of the empire, the happiness of the people, and the peace of the world, forge the supreme artifact!"

Mark saw his dirty tears wet the woman's palm, but she didn't care.

She just looked directly at him with bright eyes, and the powerful pressure was both frightening and gentle:

"Mark Lauer, I'm waiting for you at the top!"