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Chris looked at Ophelia and then took out a book on magic overload. "This is a book about magic overload. You can take a look. I understand magic better than you do. I've said before, whatever you want to do, I can do it, but you have to give enough in return!"
Ophelia took the book on magic and, after reading it for a while, her beautiful eyes sparkled. "Can you cure magical injuries?"
"I need to examine you carefully. If possible, you can just wear your underwear. I need a comprehensive examination. Magical injuries are not easy to detect, especially when magic is learned through improper thods or self-taught. It only results in exchanging one's lifespan. Such practices are extrely foolish. However, I must admit, you surviving until now is quite surprising!" Chris disguised himself as a wise hermit, and his serious expression made people start to believe him from the bottom of their hearts.
Ophelia was sowhat annoyed. She had indeed suffered severe injuries due to improper learning of witchcraft and magic. "Suit yourself. Let tell you first, my body is filled with poison. If you're not afraid of death, you can try."
"Do you think I'm soone who acts recklessly and disregards everything after being possessed by lust? You're overthinking. If I wanted to have you, I would make you willingly climb into my bed. Stop wasting ti and take off your clothes. I don't have ti for your hesitations." Chris exchanged a set of testing equipnt from the Conqueror Store.
It was a commonly used kit with simple blood testing instrunts.
A trace of surprise flashed in Ophelia's beautiful eyes. She had lost count of how many tis she had been surprised today, "You're a magician?"
"Not just a magician. You'll find out in the future. Now, take off your clothes, hurry up." Chris manipulated the instrunts with a serious expression.
Ophelia undressed. Her figure was excellent, but she had many scars and bullet holes on her body, cleverly concealed by her evening gown. "It looks ugly, doesn't it?"
Chris shook his head and caressed the fair skin with many scarred wounds, "No, on the contrary, I think it's beautiful. It's a symbol of your courage. I quite like it, I'm starting to like you."
This exaggerated statent surprised Ophelia, and then she lightly stroked her hair with a hint of disdain. "Don't n like won with smooth and tender skin?"
"You can keep it if you like it. If you don't, I also have a way to help you recover. However, the price is very high. I usually only do this for my won." Chris casually revealed so secrets. It's just sothing that can remove scars, not a big deal.
"I see. How many won do you have?" Ophelia was only in her underwear, and it was impossible for her not to feel embarrassed exposing her body to a man for the first ti.
"About ten. Three of them are already pregnant~ I have a strong sexual desire and can't go a day without won. Isn't it normal to have multiple won?" Chris replied confidently.
Ophelia looked at the man in front of her, still boasting and even getting an erection, "You really have a thick skin!"
"You're a beautiful and charming woman. Any man would want to spend the night with you, including . But I'm rational. Between us, it's all about exchanging benefits. When you feel that investing in will bring long-term returns, then you will marry !" Chris didn't need to take the initiative.
"You seem very confident about yourself. Well, I'm actually looking forward to it." Ophelia didn't mind as long as there were no conflicting interests. This man who enjoyed verbal bantering was much safer and reliable than those dirty-minded n.
Soon, Chris obtained the results. Ophelia's magical ridians were damaged and needed imdiate repair. The longer the delay, the higher the cost of the repair.
Using a tablet, Chris pulled up Ophelia's examination results, "Your ridian pathways have been distorted by a certain energy. See, normal people have a smooth flow, but yours is blocked and twisted. It's abnormal."
Ophelia looked at the computer screen, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishnt. The technology in the World War II era wasn't advanced, and the impact of this common household appliance from the 20th century was significant to her. "So how can I treat it?"
"The cost is high, but I won't blackmail you into sleeping with . You can offer other rewards or make an exchange with . Alright, now I can collect my fee. Use your beautiful feet to satisfy a bit. You truly are a seductive beauty!" Chris smirked as he took off his pants, revealing a ten inches long erect penis. The air imdiately filled with a foul and musky scent, the unique aroma of a sexually aroused male!
Ophelia frowned and instinctively covered her nose with her hand, "What are you doing? Put your pants back on!"
"I'm not asking you to lick it, just use your feet. Don't worry, I will cure you. Whether you want to marry or not, it's up to you. I have only one requirent, and that is loyalty. I don't like promiscuous won who don't respect themselves. You're pretty good, don't disappoint !" Chris finished speaking and lifted Ophelia up. She was sowhat heavy, indicating that she was regularly exercised.
Ophelia's beautiful eyes turned cold. Her perfect body bore several knife wounds and bullet scars, complenting her icy and charming face. She possessed a trendous allure! It made n have an irresistible desire to conquer her. Such a woman was the best trophy to a man!
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