The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

"No such thing!"

Meredith cried out, not with anger but with anxiety.

She has been trained by Serena for half a month.

Even if she kept telling herself that this was just another trial on the ghost journey, Serena couldn't really succeed, but she had to admit one thing:

That kind of thing is really comfortable.

To be honest, Meredith didn't think she could feel happy at first.

Before, it wasn't like Serena didn't sneak attack or play in her arms, but at that time, Meredith only regarded this kind of thing as a battle, and only wanted to defend successfully.

Even if Serena's magic circle is indeed powerful, Meredith can't experience many positive emotions, and will regard all feelings as poison and curse.

But this time, it's completely different.

With the help of Modesty and others, Serena came up with a further magic trick.

Serena has made great strides in animating vampire body parts by drawing increasingly cumbersome magic circles.

When Meredith stepped into it again and again, she had to admit that she was gradually "coming alive".

She began to feel warmth and the subtle difference between pain and itching, and that electric feeling gradually revealed her unique charm.

Moreover, during this period of time, Serena no longer tortured her roughly with direct stimulation.

Meredith really saw how many tricks the succubus had in this kind of thing.

She would even be a little curious about how Serena will play with herself next time.

"Well, today, today we are going to try something more detailed!"

Serena smiled and clapped her hands, then shook the feather that suddenly appeared on her fingertips as if by magic.

"This is today's topic."

Meredith looked at the thing in amazement, and didn't feel that such a good material for pens would have any effect on herself.

And when she followed Serena into Serena's office and stepped into the magic circle in the rest room, she suddenly realized how wrong she was.

When the fine hairs slid gently over her ears, the sea of ​​her heart rippled;

And when the tip of the feather fell along her robe along the curve of her body, the complex touch hovering between pain and itching made her nerves feel like being played by Serena.

And this is even just the beginning.

"Come on, now let's go one step further."

A blindfold was placed over Meredith's face.

After losing her vision, Meredith's sense of touch was further awakened.

Meredith couldn't help making an ambiguous sound when the feathers brushed across her palms and feet.

"Hey~ Ya~"

Serena smiled even sweeter.

"Come on, Meredith, next, the difficulty will increase!"

Meredith began to panic.

She really didn't know how long she could last.

She could only follow the track drawn by Serena like a running car, and walk all the way to the unfathomable abyss...

Chapter 41 Leonard's Lobbying

"Glenn! Welcome, it's been a long time."

Archmage Pullman enthusiastically stood up and made a welcome gesture to his old friend.

But in his heart, he was full of doubts.

Archmage Grantham has been retired for a long time. As far as he knows, this old guy has been living in the countryside and living a life that doesn't care about worldly affairs.

What kind of wind is it today that brought this guy who had retreated bravely back to Linstroya of Wantaa?

"Hehe, I know you don't really want to see me."

Archmage Grantham showed a slightly mischievous smile.

"But after all, you don't want to be pointed at, saying that you shut out your senior brother, right?"

Pullman smiled a little embarrassedly.

He knew that this old man would not have any good things to say.

But other than that, he actually had a really good relationship with Grantham.

In the early years, when everyone would take risks everywhere, Grantham had saved him more than once.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him to reject his old friend.

"You still can't talk like that. Forget it, you'd better talk about the business directly. I guess you didn't come to me for small talk."

Grantham nodded.

"Of course, of course. Of course I have something to see you."

"Well, to put it bluntly, you are very prestigious now, and you actually control most of the secret law alliance. So, someone wants to chat with you."

"And I'm the pimp in the middle."

The language was vulgar, which made it harder for Pullman to keep a smile on his face.

But the last sentence of his old friend also managed to make him curious.

"You? I really can't think of anyone who can persuade you to help..."

As far as Pullman knew, Grantham was one of his disciples, and he was even crazier than Grantham.

If it was said that Grantham was making connections for his disciples, Pullman would not mind helping that little guy, but Grantham, would he really?

After so many years, Pullman dare not say what he can really convince this guy.

"Well, it's my apprentice's friend. It's strange to say that that kid can also make friends... Ah, that's not the point. The point is, the things this friend has are really interesting!"

As Grantham spoke, his eyes drifted away.

It was obvious that he was thinking of something else.

And Pullman was even more curious.

Grantham's temper is very problematic, but his vision is absolutely fine.

It was certainly not the usual thing to amuse Grantham.

"Now that you say that, I really want to meet that guy. Where's the other guy?"

Grantham froze for a moment before he came back from his fantasy.

"Oh, he's downstairs with my servant. I'll call him now..."

Grantham strode up to the microphone, took it off and shouted into the microphone:

"That's called Lun...what's Lun? It doesn't matter, it's you anyway, Pullman agrees to see you, come up quickly!"

Pullman shook his head with a wry smile, and then pressed the button at hand, indicating that the guards below could let people in.

A few seconds later, a hooded guy floated to the top of the mage tower along the floating ladder, and stood in front of the two archmages.

"【~

Pullman felt that this figure was very familiar almost instantly.

After the visitor took off his hood, the familiar blond hair made Pullman's eyes widen.

"Leonard, how dare you come here to find me?"

Pullman remembered very clearly that it was this bold and reckless young man in front of him who broke the rules of the alliance and brazenly staged a coup to seize state power.

And it was Pullman himself who summoned all the archmages to drive this thorn out of the stage again and bring everything back to the proper order!

After that, Pullman even read the sentence himself, kicking the guy out of Stroia and banning him from coming back.

With all these pasts, how dare Leonard come to the door blatantly?

Is it true that Archmage Pullman can't kill?

"Master Pullman, I know you must be surprised. But before you throw me off the mage tower, please listen to what I have to say."

Leonard's tone was very humble.

This actually made Pullman calm down a little bit.

"Okay, since it's Glenn's face, I'll listen to it. But I want to warn you, if you don't convince me in 10 minutes, I'll still throw you in jail with the rats! "

"Of course, I am well aware of the possibility."

Leonard nodded, and then started his own lobbying.

"Before everything starts, I will first express my own opinion, and ask Master Pullman to confirm whether it is yes or no."

"You said."

Pullman nodded coldly,

"This view is that no matter how big our differences are, we are on the same page when it comes to protecting the Secret Law Alliance and frustrating Marconia's invasion ambitions."

Pullman's face softened a little, and then nodded again.

"Of course, otherwise you will get more than exile. If it weren't for the fact that we really agree on this point, I wouldn't make the sentence so light."

"Then, Master Pullman, when Marconia is about to invade our country again, should we let go of our prejudices and join forces to defend against the enemy?"

"what?"

Pullman opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Impossible! Even if their loss of troops is not too great, it is impossible for them to have sufficient material preparations. Attacking rashly under such circumstances is not a decision that normal people should make at all!"

"You are right."

Leonard smiled and nodded.

"But what if Tempus can no longer continue normal?"

"Huh? You mean..."

Pullman immediately changed into a cautious tone and asked.

"Here is some public information, I believe you can tell the truth at a glance. And behind this, there are some additional information obtained through my personal channels, as well as my calculations. Please correct me."

Pullman dubiously took the package in Leonard's hand, opened it and checked it in a hurry.

After a few minutes, his brows knit together.

"This kind of thing... is he crazy?"

"Perhaps Tempus is a little crazy."

Leonard replied calmly.

"But even so, he still has a good chance of winning, doesn't he?"

Pullman snorted coldly, but did not refute.

My family knows my own family affairs, and Pullman, the leader of the largest faction, naturally knows how false the Secret Art Alliance is now.

Even if Leonard calculated that the Marconians would mobilize at most three legions plus the Dawn Knights to attack, the alliance would probably be able to defend against the enemy under the capital.

And that was enough for Tempas to achieve his goal and boost the morale of the Marconians.

"Could it be that you still have a way to reverse this power balance in a short period of time?"

It was a matter of national destiny, and Pullman no longer cared about Leonard's good deeds before, and hurriedly asked.

Chapter 42 Leonard's lobbying

"Of course not. I'm not a god, how can I make the country stronger in an instant."