Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Rolling his eyes fiercely, Bastian didn't believe Irene's words at all.

"This is the royal palace. The staff of the God of Light is standing in the hall. How can there be power of darkness here?"

Eileen still didn't look away from the south, "It's not the palace, it's the south garden."

"It's even more impossible!" Bastian retorted,

"My uncle's Second Knights are responsible for the south garden. There is no way that the power of darkness will appear."

After that, Bastian was too lazy to pay attention to Irene.

When Irene wasn't paying attention, he snatched the jade seal from her hand and pressed it directly on the engagement letter.

"Hey, you're done!"

When Eileen came back to her senses, she was really speechless, "Why are you in a hurry? I'm not stalling for time."

"Tch! I think you're just stalling for time!"

Bastian carefully put the marriage certificate into his arms.

"Obviously you can come directly to the administrative office, but you have to go see your father.

“If I hadn’t taken you away, you would have found an excuse to gouge out Earl Jack’s eyes.

"And just now, the words were signed and the handprints were stamped. The only thing missing was the jade seal, but you said that the southern garden has the power of darkness."

Raising his chin, Bastian glanced at Irene with disdain.

"Eileen O'Lanley, I know you love your uncle and have no desire to break off your engagement.

"But you don't have to pretend to be fearless in front of me. I can see through your little tricks at a glance."

After patting the agreement and putting it away in his arms, Bastian whispered:

"Unfortunately, now that the engagement has been terminated, it is useless even if you cry and beg me and admit your regrets.

"Haha, a noble person like my uncle will never have anything to do with you from now on!

"A wicked girl like you who is hungry early in the morning only deserves to be with your despicable and shameless male favorite!"

Completely withdraw your gaze from the south outside the window.

Irene narrowed her narrow fox eyes and stared at Bastian for a long time.

"I might not be able to go back."

If a woman doesn't have access to a village or store, the boy will be stunned.

"Ah? Why can't you go back?"

Eileen leaned forward, leaning on the edge of the table and chair, and looked the boy up and down again.

"Bastian, I realize that I really don't love you at all.

"Wan Qinqin has set you up like this. It's like hell mode for me. I don't want to attack you at all.

"I thought your face had merit before, but now when I see it, I want to slap it twice."

Her face was still calm, and there was a smile on her lips, but there was no warmth in her eyes.

"I've always felt that a gentleman talks but never does anything, but ever since I met you...

"I had an epiphany, damn 'gentleman', I just want to be a 'bandit'!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Irene suddenly stepped forward.

The figure flashed past, and before Bastian could react, the woman's delicate hands turned into iron claws and grabbed his collar.

Push him down on the huge desk.

Before the sharp pain in his back showed up, Bastian felt a chill in his crotch.

His heart tightened suddenly and he jerked upward.

The next moment, the woman's high heels stepped on the table before her lower body moved away.

His lower abdomen shrunk and cold sweat broke out on his back. Bastian yelled:

"You're crazy, what did you want to do just now?!"

The smile on the red lips became sweeter, and the chill in the purple eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Huh? Can't you see? I just wanted to castrate you."

"You! Crazy..."

"Shh~~~" Irene stretched out her finger and pressed it on Bastian's lips.

"Look at how you look, you look a lot like Jack. You don't have a beard either."

Tilting her head, the woman looked down,

"Well, your Adam's apple is not obvious, and the skin on your face can be broken by a blow.

"But your mouth really annoys me!"

The magic power held the young man's body firmly, and the pointed high heels moved upward, directly touching the trousers.

Bastian felt the sharpness in his lower body and wanted to push Erin away, but found that he could not move anywhere.

Erin withdrew the finger from the boy's lips.

As if she was very disgusted, she wiped it on the clothes on his chest.

"Come on, you weakling, let me ask you again - do I need to deliberately delay time?"

Bastian: “…………”

The toe of the shoe moved upward again, and the pressure on the lower body became heavier.

Bastian couldn't help but shudder, "No, no need."

Irene's red lips curled into a smile that was charming and enchanting.

"Then...do I need to pretend to you?"

No matter how charming your smile was, it couldn't arouse the boy's interest at all. All his attention was on his crotch.

"...No, no need."

Irene raised her eyebrows and snapped her fingers, and the agreement in Bastian's arms automatically flew into Irene's hand.

Holding the agreement between his fingers, he waved it in front of Bastian's eyes.

"Weak little brat, look, this agreement is in my hands now.

"Tell me, if I ruin it, won't the engagement be terminated?"

"..." Bastian stared at Irene, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

Eileen said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you don't have to stare at me so viciously.

"I brought the agreement to tell you that if I were not willing, this engagement would not be terminated even if your uncle Rodis came in person.

"And now, since I signed and pressed my fingerprint, it means that I don't care about your uncle anymore."

Holding the envelope between his fingers, he hit the boy's nasty mouth again and again.

"So Bastien, shut up your annoying mouth and take this agreement to 'save' your noble uncle!"

"As for my Caroly, he is obedient, sensible and well-behaved. He is really a thousand times better than you!

"I didn't care about you today when you hit him with a kettle and burned him, but now you start scolding him again."

"Crack!" A crisp sound.

The moment his palms rose and fell, there was an obvious five-finger mark on the young man's face.

"Weak little brat, if I hear you scolding Caroly again, I'll beat you until your own father won't even recognize you!"

The boy who was pressed on the table turned pale and bit his lip silently.

She has a face as beautiful as a goddess, but to Bastian, she looks like a devil seeking life from hell!

The red lips smiled, but the poison was quenched.

The eyes are crooked, but they can kill people.

At this moment, unable to move, Bastian truly realized——

Eileen really didn't care about her uncle anymore.

And he no longer had the confidence to yell at her.

If she curses again now, she will really beat herself to death without mercy.

A chill ran down my spine and I broke into a cold sweat.

At this moment, a low and surprised male voice came from the door.

"Eileen?"

The moment the familiar voice sounded, Bastian felt like a drowning man encountering driftwood.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncle! Save me!!"

Erin looked up and saw that he was indeed Rodis, with silver hair and red eyes, handsome and cold face.

Shrugging her shoulders, Erin joked: "Hey, I said how dare the Chihuahua scream, it turns out the savior is here."

After that, Irene didn't care whether the two of them understood or not, she swayed and strode to Rodis.

The agreement held between slender fingers was stuffed into the collar of Rodis' suit and he waved his hand.

"Goodbye, Lord Duke of Holland."

Not knowing why, Rodis took the letterhead out of his arms and opened it.

The original confused expression was suddenly replaced by shock.

Bastian just stood up from the table, and before he could stand up, he was pushed down by Rodis' furious pressure.

The red eyes actually showed a hint of turning purple.

Rodis suppressed the dragon blood that was surging in his heart due to rage.

He held the agreement tightly in his hand and asked through gritted teeth:

"How is this going?!"