Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

"I long for unconditional love, and I won't tolerate any deception, even if it's to myself - is this pure love? This is too pure love. Man, you're really the god of pure love!"

She laughed at herself so bitterly again.

Then, as if she had finally made up her mind, she raised her head for the third time.

There is no such thing as a third time, so this time she did not retreat. On the contrary, just like Charles before, she was like a locomotive with the brakes removed...

The witch's expression could only be described as resolute.

She stared into the hero's eyes, almost biting her lips until they bled, and even asked softly with a bit of weird provocation:

"Are you sure...you really want to know?"

The brave man didn't understand what was going on, but since the witch had made such a scene, he had to be on guard.

His expression quickly turned serious. After a brief thought, he did not rush to answer the witch, but asked first:

"Did something happen?"

"No..." The witch nodded and shook her head, "No, it actually happened, and it should be said that it happened a long time ago..."

Without waiting for the hero to inquire further, she took the lead in blocking the hero's possibility of asking further questions -

She boldly stood on tiptoe, opened her arms and hugged the hero's neck, leaned forward, and put her forehead, nose and face to face with the hero.

They were so close that they could almost hear each other's breathing clearly.

The brave man saw that the witch's eyes were filled with thick, almost insoluble, hot emotions that kept boiling like lava.

He heard her ask a second time:

"Do you really want to know what the real me is like? I advise you to think about it carefully, because the answer may surprise you."

The hero couldn't help but frown.

The real...Rachel?

What does it mean? He didn't understand. He just wanted to know why Rachel had suddenly used hypnosis on him, although he really wanted to know what Rachel was talking about as "the real me".

But his intuition told him that he'd better give an answer after careful consideration.

——Because Rachel’s current condition is obviously a little bit abnormal.

Just like with Diesel, from time to time, she would find herself in a situation where she was like a fool, constantly pulling herself into a trap and worrying about gains and losses.

Charles thought that Lacie was actually quite cute like this, like a wilted flower. According to his experience, generally speaking, at this time, he only needed to give Lacie a hug, water the flower, fertilize it, and expose it to the sun, and she would bloom again, blooming into a gorgeous scene that belonged to him alone and was only for him to enjoy.

But today seems to be different from before.

Charles felt that today might be a critical day and also a very important node. The answer he would give later might play a role that he could hardly imagine.

He couldn't help but become more serious. If Lacie hadn't stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck, he might have stood there with his back straight.

So the hero tightened his face and nodded to Laciel.

"Yes," he nodded seriously, just like when he proposed to Rachel, "I want to know, please tell me."

He was ready to bear the burden of Rachel's long life.

So no matter what questions Lacie asked him, what she tested him with, or what she tortured him with, he would express his feelings without hesitation.

——He wanted to be Rachel's companion for life, and nothing could separate them.

Then, he heard Lacier's answer as he wished:

"Then... I told you... Actually, I was a man... before I became a witch."

Facing the witch who has taken a path that he had never imagined, the hero has only one response:

"……what?"

[To be continued]

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27. Unknowingly

To be honest, Charles couldn't imagine that Lacie would give such an answer.

Before she became a witch, she was a man.

"Is it true?"

He couldn't help but think while casting his eyes on the girl in his arms.

Having just revealed one of the biggest secrets of her life, Laceline completely lost the courage to face Charles. Like a criminal who was caught for doing something bad, she waited dejectedly for Charles' judgment.

And Charles...

After a subtle silence, the brave man who learned the truth just scratched his head.

He really couldn't believe the "truth" that Lacier said, even though he knew that Lacier would not lie to him, but he...

How could he convince himself that Rachel was once a man?

If he had to say what the similarities were between Rachel and men, Charles could only think of the fact that they both had two eyes, one mouth, one nose and two ears.

Oh, and of course - they're all human.

Apart from this, Charles couldn't find any obvious male characteristics in Rachel. No, in fact, he couldn't even find any subtle male characteristics.

But after all, it was admitted by Laciel herself, and he thought he had to respect Laciel to some extent.

Soon, Charles, who respected Rachel more than anyone else, shook his head:

"Excuse me, but I really...can't see how you look like a man."

"?!"

Rachel, who originally thought that Charles would hate her, immediately perked up after hearing this.

"No," she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is it true?"

Does Charles really think that there is no masculinity in her?

She, she, she...she is a hunk!

No, she had to ask - so Laceel raised her head, stared at Charles, and asked:

"You really don't think I'm more of a man than a woman?"

After hearing this, Ciel actually thought about it seriously for a while before answering:

"do not think so."

"So what do I look like to you?"

"Uh..." Charles hesitated for a moment, organizing his words, "I think you... have always been cute."

"Very cute..." Lacier said in a long voice with a strange expression, "Does that mean that in your eyes I am a pure beautiful girl?"

“…You could say that.”

"..."

After a brief silence, Lacier suddenly broke free from Charles's embrace and said in a shocking voice:

"Who are you calling a beautiful girl? Who are you calling a beautiful girl?"

She took another breath:

"Who are you calling a beautiful girl?!"

After expressing her dissatisfaction with Charles so fiercely, Lacie simply put her hands on her hips and told him:

"I'm telling you in advance, I'm not a pretty girl at all. What's hidden in this cute skin of mine is the soul of a man. It's unrealistic to expect me to be like those women and listen to you obediently and be your wife!"

She felt that what she said was serious enough, but Charles did not react much after hearing it. He was like a student listening to a lecture by a school leader, nodding his head diligently. As for what the school leader on the stage said, he did not listen at all and just let it go in one ear and out the other.

hateful.

Lacey was a little annoyed.

This is a very important matter! It concerns whether they can be together in the future!

If Charles really couldn't accept her as a "fake", then the two of them might have a conflict or even cut off their relationship and go their separate ways.

But Ciel clearly didn't take her words to heart! Didn't this guy think she was joking with him? Obviously in the Pangaea, spells such as puppets and body swaps were not rare at all, and there were many mages who transferred their souls into other bodies in order to prolong their lifespan.

So the statement "she was a man before she became a witch" is obviously very credible, okay?

But Charles just treated her perfunctorily like this, as if he didn't care at all whether she was a man or a woman before.

Lacie even felt aggrieved.

She couldn't help showing her sharp little fangs to Charles, folded her arms, snorted coldly, narrowed her eyes and said:

"You don't really think I'm kidding you, do you? If so, you're probably going to be disappointed—"

"I was a man before, that's right. The reason you think I'm cute and like me is because I'm a man."

As she said this, she couldn't help but sneer:

"After all, only men understand men best, right? I definitely know what a virgin like you likes. As long as I cater to your preferences, I can easily control you..."

Lacie deliberately put on the attitude of a bad woman, playing with a strand of silver-white hair. She thought she had won, so she raised her chin high and sighed in a pretentious manner:

"Oh, it's so easy to handle a little virgin."

Although the maid outfit she was wearing made her words completely unconvincing.

But her attitude still annoyed Charles.

Probably it can't be said to be annoyed, because Charles was not really angry. Charles just felt that such a witch lady really deserved to be punished.

In that case, there is no reason for him not to satisfy Miss Witch.

So he walked up to the witch lady without saying a word, and stood there, not saying anything but seeming to be full of oppression.

The magic lamp above his head cast his shadow on the witch lady, completely covering her petite figure. She quickly turned from a winner to a loser, revealing a timid expression and questioning in a low voice:

"What, what are you doing! Why are you coming over here all of a sudden? Are you planning to attack me? I'm warning you, if you dare to attack me, I'll... Hey! No! Ciel! Why did you suddenly pick me up... Let me go! Put me down now, you hear me?!"

Of course Ciel heard it.

But according to Rachel's theory, use one's own spear to attack another's shield, he heard it and did it.

So, amid Lacille's protests, Charles carried her all the way to the bed.

Lacey knew this process very well. No one knew it better than her.

At first she was making big speeches, then she became silent in the middle, and finally she was completely exposed and started talking nonsense.

So she hurriedly stopped Charles:

"Please don't do this, okay? My legs... my legs are still weak! If you really do this again today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"

Charles gave an almost heartless reply:

"That's good. We are not in a hurry to go to Victoria anyway. After all, it takes time to gather Joseph and the others."

"No," Rachel desperately pushed away Charles who was pressing down on her, "Then why don't you go and gather Joseph and the others? Do you think you can gather them faster just by bullying me?"

Ciel thought about it seriously, then shook his head:

"will not."

"If not, why are you bullying me?"

"That's because you deserve to be punished."

"what?"

Rachel thought to herself, "My brother, listen to what you are saying. What do you mean by 'because you are so awful'?" She really... well, she had to admit that she might... maybe... sometimes she was a little awful.

But what she just said wasn't the truth?

She was indeed a macho man before she became a witch. Isn't it just deceiving himself that Ciel is unwilling to believe her?

And she really did take control of the little virgin Charles. Putting aside the process, let's just say whether Charles is completely devoted to her!

So she didn't understand, she was telling the truth this time, why did Charles still think she was teasing him on purpose, that she deserved to be punished? Maybe it was because lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife?

If you don’t understand, ask.

Lacele bent her legs and pressed her knees against Charles, while hiding her hands behind her back to prevent him from tying her up again. She asked: