"You... didn't use the Incubus's ans, did you, to make soone agree to your request while they were crying and hurting, did you?"
A dangerous glint flashed in Flandre's eyes.
If that were the case, she felt it necessary to correct Kael's conduct.
However, Kael shook his head again and said, "No, that's why I'm so puzzled. From what I know of her, she shouldn't have made such a choice."
"That's a bit strange because, thanks to you, I've investigated her situation more or less. Your fiancée's personality doesn't seem like soone who would agree to this.
You... should pay a little more attention to her recent activities. She's a wonderful girl but also a candidate Knight, and more so, Olivia's student.
Her agreeing to this cannot be simply because you pressured her; there must be other factors."
"Hmm, I've always known, and I can even guess what kind of choices she'll make in the future, so I feel it's ti for to take responsibility.
But now... Sister Franca, you first take on your role as his sweetheart!"
Kael imdiately picked her up amid the Witch's startled cries.
In the fluffy, soft big bed of the hotel, the Incubus and the Dragon Vein Mage soon t with honesty.
In this situation, even the Seductive Demon Eye that Kael had been suppressing opened up actively, the crimson eyes gazing at the rare shy look of the beautiful Witch.
In the midst of soft whimpering, the Incubus thus delved straight into the Dragon Knight's realm!
...
There's a saying about lightly picking and slowly twisting, first making a rainbow skirt followed by six movents.
After experiencing a galloping novel adventure, he watched as the beautiful Witch lay on the bed with her back to him, having lost her strength to resist after one long battle after another, falling into a deep sleep.
The taste of the Dragon Girl was truly excellent, providing Kael with a marvelous experience.
The joy of a Dragon Knight, those who understand will understand, always bearing a wildness, making every Dragon Knight unable to extricate themselves when they soar the skies.
It must be said, the comfort of possessing a Dragon Vein, compared to ordinary Magicians, makes for a robust constitution.
From Flandre's initial awkward moves in the carriage, to relaxing her mind and body that night in the resource point town, to now completely unbridled release, it hasn't actually been that long.
And now, the suite in the Titan Hotel was a complete ss, the wild beasts that fought each other had toppled the tables and chairs, and the bed legs were swaying, if not for the Titan Hotel's special reception effects and well-furnished internal setup, the situation might be unimaginable.
After filling his stomach slightly, Kael leaned against the edge of the big bathtub, the Flandre in his arms still reminiscing on that feeling, lost in thought, with her hair falling in the bathtub.
Kael's hand continued to stir her emotions restlessly.
From ti to ti, his gaze lingered on the undulating landscape.
He had completely forgotten the initial assumption that Flandre ca to discuss so serious work matters.
Now he just wanted to continue the unserious tasks, holding Flandre from behind, breathing out warm air softly, though he didn't expect Flandre to reluctantly turn around.
The once confused eyes seed a bit clearer, once again showing a hint of the cool smile Kael saw the first ti he t her.
However, compared to that slightly distant smile back then, now there seed to be so added warmth, as she reached out to gently cradle Kael's face.
Kael and she locked eyes, chuckling lightly, "What are you looking at?"
"Watching a man who doesn't belong to ."
Flandre said calmly, "When I was young, I once thought about what kind of person my future partner would be.
Back then, Incubi and such were never part of my options.
Looking at it now, this outco isn't bad either.
Although this little Incubus is young, his big tail sure satisfies , and not to ntion his achievents are indeed unparalleled among his peers.
From whatever angle, you are the most suitable choice for now, at least at this mont, I'm very satisfied and happy."
Kael coughed lightly.
Flandre, as a mber of the Holy Land, is definitely considered young, although there is a century gap in age between the two, within the average lifespan of the Holy Land, it belongs to the youth period.
Not to ntion, the beautiful Witch, embodying such alluring allure, still had an upright posture, with a graceful appearance.
Over a hundred years old... so what if over a hundred years old?
That bunch that doesn't even spare thousand-year-old tree folks (referring to Elves), and they played the family heirloom ga, could one still be criticized for finding himself such a young Holy Land mber?
Of course, if Kael knew that his father back then, just like Flandre's similarly aged best friend Claire, played the sa ga of young kid driving a big car, perhaps Kael would more profoundly realize that so things indeed run in the family.
As the mist in the bathtub gradually dissipated, Flandre's body was still unwilling to move much, but ultimately Kael drew her back to the bed.
Sitting at the bedside, Flandre still seed uninterested.
Suddenly, the beautiful Witch seed to gather a bit of spirit, taking a small knife out from her Space Equipnt, using slightly more force, she finally pierced her resilient skin, controlling the droplets of hot blood to float in her palm.
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