Ten Sabers Together Can't Save You

While listening to Brother Will's story, the black Ilya was a little surprised and didn't understand for a moment.Once again, I felt very angry and unhappy.

But during this process, because she felt warm and comfortable, her anger and displeasure towards Guinevere, as well as other messy feelings of envy, jealousy, and feeling wronged and wanting to cry, all faded a lot.

She even said that she felt that as long as Guinevere could hug her happily like this, then the truth was no longer important.

Feeling dizzy, it feels good to fall asleep like this...

Of course, it was just thinking about it, but he didn't actually fall asleep, and even said that the child was very serious.

Write down everything that Guinevell said.

"Mm, um. So that's how it is..." The child nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he already understood what was going on.

"Illya, do you have any idea?"

"That should be because of the dagger. There must be poison, or magic, or something cursed on it. That's why Brother Will became what he is now."

"..."

Seeing the child say such words in a serious manner, Guinevell didn't know what to say for a while.

"Do you still need to say this? Even an idiot knows it."

"—Stupid, Brother Will, stupid—I'm not only talking about the fact that you lost the power of the heroic spirit, but also, there must be a reason for you to become so popular all of a sudden!"

The black Illya yelled angrily.

"?"

However, Guinevell still didn't react for a while.

In other words, Guinevell means: "Isn't it a matter of course that I am so popular? It's super normal.

I was so popular before this. "

Chapter 86 Help, I'm about to be bullied by a young girl!

"Ahhh—yes, yes, Brother Will was also very popular before—but between these two kinds of 'popularity', I don't believe that Brother Will doesn't know the difference!"

The black Illya said this with a slight displeasure.

"Although Brother Will was very popular before. But Brother Will has that kind of youthful, sunny feeling. People unconsciously want to get closer, and then get close to Brother Will, right?"

"Yes." Guinevere nodded.

"However, Brother Will is now, making people want, want..."

"What do you want?" Looking at the black Ilya with her face red and her head lowered, as if sick, Guinevell was a little confused...Of course, it may also be because the cool wind blowing at night feels bad .So Gurneywell's thinking ability has dropped significantly...

Of course, the bigger possibility is that the black Ilya writhing restlessly in her arms is very attractive and attracts a lot of attention.

"Stupid!!!"

So, the black Ilya pushed Guinevere down angrily, then held Guinevere's head, and kissed it deeply.

"Wow, woohoo..."

Kissed by a black young girl!

Guinevere a little bit! ! !

"However, is it still the same routine after so long?"

After such a deep kiss, the young girl raised her head and took a big breath of fresh air.

"I'm talking about this, it's this, Brother Will! Do you know, do you know~"

"I know, know what?"

Looking at the young girl who was pinning herself down in the grass and looking over with watery eyes, Guinevere asked this question a little bit stammeringly.

"Of course I want to, to do lewd things."

The black Illya, full of sexual desire, happily said to Guinevere:

"It's disgusting, it's a lie. To actually want it so much, to be so... ah, ah~ If the previous Brother Will made people want to get close, then the Brother Will at this moment is unconsciously produced. I want the feeling of sex."

Saying this, the black Ilya stuck out her pink tongue and licked it around her lips.Give pink lips an oily sheen.

There was a layer of red on her face, and her panting became a little short.

"Desire to commit crimes. Brother Will now has a very strong desire to commit crimes.

I just want to do Will brother like this, and then like that~"

"Yi, Illya... this, this..."

"What is this?!" The black Ilya said in a very unhappy way, and started to undress while talking:

"Obviously, I have already done it with the maid sister, another me, and even my mother, and I have done it with four Einzberns in one go. What are you talking about now, idiot brother."

"However, according to what you said, this is controlled by a curse..."

"—Yeah—but it doesn't matter!" The black young girl waved her hands and said generously: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! No matter what the mess is, let's talk about it after we have fucked once.

This feeling of torment is so uncomfortable—"

"but--"