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

Then, he seemed to have really fallen asleep. He didn't do anything to Lacie anymore, but just held her in his arms like a pillow.

"..."

After a long silence, Lacie began to grind her teeth in embarrassment.

Damn hero!

It just stopped like that!

Then she...what should she do if a sex maniac is born in her heart again?

[To be continued]

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32. Sober Madman

In the end, Lacie didn't have the courage to defeat the pervert again.

Although fighting was fun, she had already fought today. Even if Ciel gave her another reason to fight, she would...

Well, she had to admit that she had the desire but not the courage.

It’s all the fault of that damn hero!

He had aroused her fighting spirit without permission, yet he only cared about killing her and not burying her. He also had such a keen sense...

If she really couldn't beat Charles, she would have turned around and pinched Charles' crotch viciously.

Damn it, if she can't sleep well, then Charles can't sleep well either!

Fuck him!

Although in fact she didn't have the courage to confront Charles - shamefully but self-awarely, she was a coward.

She couldn't afford to provoke him, and she couldn't beat him either. Since that was the case, she could only swallow her anger, cover herself with a quilt, and use her most common and skilled method of spiritual victory to deal with it, and cursed Charles in her heart.

As she was getting the acupuncture treatment, she felt sleepy. She simply closed her eyes, leaned into Charles' arms, and slowly fell asleep.

Strangely enough, she slept soundly.

After the witch's breathing became steady, the brave man who was holding her quietly opened his eyes.

He wasn't actually asleep.

As for why...

The reason was rather embarrassing and he was too embarrassed to admit it.

So he could only sigh silently, close his eyes again, and force himself to ignore the touch of the girl's extremely soft body in his arms, and at the same time began to think about a very serious question -

There is still some time before dawn, so how should he pass the time so as to get through this destined sleepless night?

……

The next morning, Lacie woke up from her sleep in a daze.

Hypoglycemia caused her to wake up, but not completely. Although the lust had temporarily subsided, the sleepiness came after her.

The witch fought with the sleep demon in her dream until the universe collapsed and the avenue was almost wiped out, before she finally killed the sleep demon.

Then she opened her eyes.

But what appeared in her sight was not the scene of the familiar room, and the comfortable thing in her arms was not the pillow on her bed.

But a brave man.

She saw Ciel's disgusting face.

The drowsiness and confusion brought by hypoglycemia disappeared instantly, and Lacie's heart skipped a beat and she woke up on the spot.

The memory of last night suddenly emerged in her mind, and she remembered what happened and why she woke up in Ciel's arms.

But this wasn't actually that embarrassing. What really made her feel embarrassed was...

Damn it, why is she now like an octopus, with both her arms and legs wrapped around Charles?

Although she does have the bad habit of sleeping soundly only when she holds something.

But stinky men should just get away!

Lacele thought inexplicably guilty, and observed Charles' expression for a while. After making sure that he was sleeping soundly, she tiptoed to release the arm that was hugging Charles' arm and the leg that was tightly clamped around Charles' leg.

The recycling work went extremely smoothly, so smoothly that even Lacie felt something was wrong.

But at this time she really didn't have the courage to think about it.

She's almost flushed!

It doesn’t matter, she comforted herself, no matter whether Charles is awake or not, as long as she didn’t see him, it’s almost the same as not waking up!

Although playing dumb cannot solve any substantive problems, it can at least allow her to deceive herself and feel better.

Therefore, Lacele mustered up her courage and carefully crawled out of the bed, not even bothering to tidy up her nightgown which was already in a mess and even exposed her underwear, for fear that Charles would wake up and catch her again.

So she lowered her head and ran.

It was not until she left Charles' room and closed the door again, as if sealing up the sleeping monster in the room, that she leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Too ha.

Almost... just almost.

She felt like she was just about to say goodbye to her precious innocence last night.

If Charles found out that she was not wearing anything under her nightgown, her career as a witch would probably come to an end, right?

After all, this was the only thing that even someone as stubborn as her couldn't think of how to argue about.

Then Charles could use this as an excuse to make fun of her, or even...

Lacey didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She was afraid that if she continued thinking about it, the pervert who was sleeping with her would wake up again.

For some unknown reason, she felt a little angry again, so she turned her head and glared at the door of Charles' room.

Before she met Ciel, the pervert rarely came, and she had almost no interest in defeating him at that time. But after she met Ciel... especially in the past two years, the pervert has become more and more powerful, and his frequency of appearances has become more and more frequent, which has made her very annoyed.

How abominable, BYD warrior!

This is no longer an ordinary death, I must strike hard - indeed, I must try my best to keep a distance from that guy in the future!

learn from mistakes.

Never approach Charles so easily again!

The witch made this decision.

……

After washing up in her room, Lacie finally calmed down her agitated emotions and restored herself to her normal state.

She even took the initiative to knock on Charles' door and asked him if he wanted breakfast.

After a short wait, the door opened from the inside and a man with a calm expression walked out.

His hair was messy and his face looked a little sleepy, as if he didn't sleep well last night.

Of course, Lacie knew why he didn't sleep well last night, but she didn't say it. She just cursed Charles in her heart, opened the champagne, and scolded him, saying he deserved it!

On the surface, she gave Charles an elegant, calm and sweet smile, and asked him again if he wanted to go out for breakfast together.

Charles stared at her smiling face for a while, but his expression didn't change. He just nodded slightly and said, "Please wait a moment."

After saying that, the man turned around, closed the door, and went to change his clothes.

He was always quick and agile. He changed his clothes quickly, opened the door again and walked out.

Charles didn't mention what happened last night either.

The two of them kept silent all the way in tacit understanding, greeted the old gentleman who owned the hotel, and went to a restaurant not far away based on his enthusiastic recommendation.

Diesel's eating habits are not much different from those of the outside world. However, thanks to the rich forest sea next to it, even if the chef's cooking skills are not very superb, the final result cannot be too bad.

After enjoying some local Diesel food, the two decided to continue investigating Diesel's anomaly.

Although they all thought it was unlikely that the old owner had forgotten what the emperor had done in the past thirty years because of his age, they still randomly asked several passers-by on the street just in case.

The results were not surprising at all -

No one knew what great achievements the Emperor had accomplished in the past thirty years, but they all firmly believed in the Emperor's great generosity and kindness.

just like……

It seems that this cognition has become some kind of ideological stamp, deeply engraved in the deepest part of the mind of every Diesel person.

Even if Rachel even tried to wake them up—

She told them that if the Emperor had done nothing in the past thirty years, there would be no reason for them to love and respect the Emperor so much.

But every Diesel person she awakened questioned her in return, and even looked at her with caution, thinking that she might be the damn Victoria bandit.

Just like the old shop owner.

They firmly believed that the Emperor was the greatest, most generous and loving king in the entire Pan-Continent, so they would follow him to the death, and they would never tolerate anyone slandering the Emperor.

If Lacele had not apologized for her overstepping her bounds, the Diesel men might have thrown their gloves at her and demanded a duel to uphold the emperor's dignity.

even if……

Even against a witch, they had almost no chance of winning.

At first, Lacele thought that it was because she had not yet revealed her identity, and the hypnotized Diesel people thought she was a weak girl who could be bullied, so she was so arrogant. But when the tall and strong Charles who looked tough was replaced, the Diesel people still protected their king beyond their ability and asked Charles to apologize, otherwise they would seriously look like they might challenge him to a duel at any time.

This situation is really puzzling.

The two of them interviewed a total of fifteen Diesel people on the street, and each Diesel's faith and loyalty to the Emperor was terrifying.

The weirdest thing is...

Even though Laceel tried to explain the truth to one of the Diesel people, telling him that the emperor might have deceived the entire Diesel, the Diesel man's loyalty to the emperor remained unchanged.

"As you two said, I really don't remember what great achievements Your Majesty has accomplished, but there is at least one thing I can be sure of -"

The woman who learned the "truth" said with a serious expression:

"Compared to the two of you, I am more willing to believe Your Majesty. Even if Your Majesty is hiding something from us, my subjects, then... I think Your Majesty must be doing this for our own good."

Lacele was speechless.

She suddenly realized that she shouldn't reason with a group of people who were most likely hypnotized.

Anyway, their goal has been achieved.

They confirmed that almost all the people of Diesel were in a very strange collective frenzy. They supported the Emperor of Diesel almost pathologically, even to the terrifying point of ignoring the facts.

Of course, not all Diesel people are like this.

At least among the Diesel people they know, there is probably an abnormal one who remains sober.

As the sky gradually darkened, the night enveloped the entire world like a witch's dark skirt.

Rachel and Charles waited in the inn for a long time, and only left when the time was almost up.

They were going to a date—

If there is a problem in the entire Diesel and all the Diesel people have gone crazy, then the madman they are talking about may be the only normal person. It is for this reason that the madman wants to assassinate the emperor and put the world back on track.

The normal man was called Crazy John by the crazy people.

Rachel firmly believes that the key to solving all the puzzles lies in Crazy John.

[To be continued]

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33. Discover the walking stick

The time was almost up, so the witch and the hero left the inn and headed for the tavern.

Just like yesterday, there were almost no customers left in the pub. Only Crazy John was sitting alone at the same table as yesterday, drinking by himself, with an antique cane that was obviously old at hand.

Rachel guessed that it was the cane left by the old investigator, so she walked straight over and squinted her eyes to look at it carefully.