"Aya!! What's going on! Don't tell you didn't know that Rasputin is a girl!" Ulysses' hand retracted from Rasputin's chest like he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and at the sa ti, he closed his eyes tightly and shouted.
"I know this! But master, you never asked . How can I be blad?" Aya's voice ca from behind his head, filled with endless grievance. But what Ulysses, who turned his back to Aya, didn't know was that Aya's face was already smiling at this mont, she just didn't laugh out.
"Uh!" Ulysses was speechless for a while, he indeed did not ask Aya about Rasputin's gender. To be precise, he never had any questions about Rasputin's gender. In his eyes, Rasputin's every move showed that he was a high level rcenary with rich combat experience. Whether it was his powerful magical power and his calm and incomparable judgnt on the battlefield, they all gave people a feeling of incomparable strength, and the possibility of such a powerful feeling appearing on a girl was almost zero.
Therefore, even if he saw Rasputin's beautiful skin and extrely pretty face, which were obviously not sothing that a boy should have, and slled the fresh orchids like fragrance on his body, he did not doubt his male identity. On the contrary, he regarded him as the kind of "prince" who only appeared in fairy tales.
It seed that his judgent of people was really terrible! He actually regarded a beautiful girl as a handso boy. Ulysses laughed himself mockingly, then imdiately turned his attention back to the huge problem.
"Aya, what should I do now?" Ulysses asked Aya with his eyes closed.
"What do you do? There is nothing to worry about. Just like I said before, let pass on the thod of treating her to your mind, and you can use this thod to treat her according to my instructions.." Aya replied solemnly, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed in her voice.
"How can I do that!" Ulysses yelled angrily, "I thought she was a boy before agreeing to treat her according to your instructions, but now that I know she is a girl, how could it be the sa! A girl's body, how...how can people touch it at will, and it's still na...nak**...na***." The more Ulysses talked about it, the lower his voice beca.
"What's the matter? Master, didn't you say that in the doctrine of the Supre God, human life is above all else? If you want to be a respected priest, you probably won't care about this little thing, right? My dear master." Aya's words sounded righteous, but Ulysses felt that her seemingly righteous words contained a faint gloating tone.
Oh my! What's wrong with this world!' He, the light mage who wanted to beco a priest, would be stumped by a little devil using the doctrine of the Supre God. Although he knew that Aya was making fun of him, Ulysses just couldn't refute her. As she said, there was indeed such a law in the doctrine of the Supre God, and it was one of the most important laws- life was above all else, any priest should do their best to rescue the wounded in front of them when they were capable.
But! but! A situation like Rasputin should generally be treated by female clergy!' Asking him, a boy who was only eighteen years old, to treat her while she was n***ked? Oh Supre God! He was eighteen, not eighty! His restraint was far from reaching the supre realm of dry wells without waves in the legend.
In fact, the last ti Aya tempted him without clothes, he was almost controlled by his desire. If it weren't for Aya's scream, he would have "eaten her up" on the spot. This ti, the situation was more than ten tis worse than that. Although the injured Rasputin would not take the initiative to seduce him, in order to heal her, he had to touch h*e*r body with both hands. This kind of stimulation was much greater than the last ti he just held Aya's ****. Ulysses was almost certain that under this level of stimulation, it was absolutely impossible for him to suppress his desires.
The worst part was that if he was dominated by desire, no one in this room would be able to stop him. Rasputin, who was injured and lying on the bed unconscious, had no way to resist Ulysses's action. And Aya behind him, was a girl who was always thinking about how to "be intimate" with him all day. She would only be happy if he took any actions. This ant that as long as he was not careful, his "pure" body that he had maintained for eighteen years in order to beco a respected priest would soon cease to exist.
"Master, please do it quickly. The longer her injury drags on, the harder it will be to treat. If it drags on for too long, it will leave sequelae even if she is cured." Aya's words reminded Ulysses that there was no ti for him to think slowly. He must make a decision imdiately.
"Do, do it! Aya." In order to save people, Ulysses finally opened his closed eyes and made a difficult decision. For him, the difficulty of making this decision was almost no less than the ti he decided to use the demon sword Judgnt of Abyss. The difference was that he was to kill people at that ti, this ti he was to save people.
"Then let's start! Master, please follow the instructions I sent to your mind. First, you need to touch every part of h*e*r b*o*d*y to determine where it is wrong." Aya imdiately began to guide Ulysses.
Even if he was reluctant, in order to save people, Ulysses still had to turn his eyes to Rasputin's pale and flawless girl's body. Looking at the beautiful body that was enough to make people lose their mind, and slling the fragrance of the girl that constantly blew to his face, Ulysses' heart was burning.
How many n would not be tempted after seeing a girl's n*** b*o*dy. And if the owner of this body was in a state where she would not be able to resist, it was believed that more than ninety-nine percent of normal n would imdiately beco a creature called a "pervert".
In fact, Ulysses should have been one of the ninety-nine percent. After all, no matter how much he wanted to suppress his desire, his 18-year-old impulse hidden in his blood cannot be eliminated by him. However, after spending the past few days with Aya, in order to keep his "pure" body under the temptation of this little devil all the ti, his restraint was no longer what it used to be. This was the biggest reason why he still hadn't beco a "pervert".
But this restraint would soon reach its limit. Following Aya's instructions, Ulysses had to move his hands to the beautiful girl's body in front of him.
"This is to save her, this is to save her, this is to save her..." Ulysses muttered these words frantically in his heart, trying to divert his attention.
Finally, his hand touched Rasputin's body.
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