Imprisoning the princess? You want me to be the villain?

Chapter 46 The Saint tastes good
Ophianina's eyes slowly opened wide, and when she saw the prisoner mask on Lear's head, she finally understood the reason.

"Are you the damned Blood Apostle?" she said through gritted teeth.

I remembered seeing Princess Milia before, "The one before was a princess? Was she imprisoned by you too?"

It turned out that what the newspaper said was true! She actually felt that Lear was very pitiful and a gentle gentleman.

Ophinina blushed in shame at her own folly.

"It seems that Her Highness the Saint has understood." Li Er took off the prisoner mask and revealed his handsome face again.

"What are you going to do to me?" Ophénina stared at Lear. He was a pagan and they were incompatible. Since Lear had kidnapped her, he would definitely not just tie her up.

While she was thinking of a strategy to break the impasse, she was secretly recovering her magic power. Although she had no physical strength, as long as her magic power was restored, she would always have a chance to escape. She was a high-level professional, and it was easy for her to deal with Lear, a mid-level pagan.

Lear looked at Ophianina with a smile on his face. Of course, he could not hide her little movements from his eyes. He walked to the side of the saint and looked down at her.

Under Ophinina's panicked gaze, he leaned down, gently sniffed the girl's fragrance, and then bit it directly.

"What are you doing? If you dare to insult me, gold will judge you!" Ophinina finally couldn't bear it anymore. She struggled. She felt a tingling pain in her neck, and then the little magic power she had accumulated with great difficulty was instantly swallowed up.

[The Golden Rule Source Material Carrier's Shame, Anger, and Humiliation Emotional Fluctuation Values ​​have reached 99%, and you have gained 3% of the Golden Rule Affinity]

The gold finger panel appeared in front of Lear, and his eyes lit up slightly. Sure enough, only by imprisoning the carrier of the source of law can the affinity of the law be improved faster!
Ophianina was breathing heavily, feeling the masculine scent so close to her, and she wished she could cut Lear into pieces.

It is true that you can never judge a person by his appearance. The Stuart heir, who always behaves like a gentle gentleman on the outside, is actually a pervert on the inside!
Why didn't she discover Lear's true nature earlier? She didn't even dare to think about what Lear would do to her in the future!

After sucking for more than ten seconds, Li Er opened his mouth. The saint tasted very good.

The smell of her blood is no less than that of Millia's, both are pure girls.

"Lear..." Ophinina's thighs trembled slightly as she sat on the chair.

"Your Highness, rest assured, I will not kill you. I am a believer in blood, and your blood satisfies me."

Lear licked his lips, and Ophelia felt extremely ashamed and angry.

There was still a trace of bright red liquid on her lips, that was her blood.

It turns out that Lear kidnapped himself for blood. He is the apostle of blood, so this makes sense.

But even so, Ophinina felt like ants were crawling all over her body.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Golden Church for treating me like this?" Ophinina suppressed her shame and anger for a while and said through gritted teeth.

"Who would have found out?" Li Er smiled. "Your Highness, you said it yourself yesterday that you came out alone, and the guys in the Church didn't know."

"And it was a rainy day yesterday. You came here with an umbrella, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road."

At this point, Lear reached out and grasped Ophelia's chin.

"Don't worry, I will blame your disappearance on the corrupt sect, and no one will find out."

Ophianina raised her head and tried to break free from Lear's hand, but it was in vain.

"I will come to see you every day, Your Highness, and you will never be lonely."

After saying the last sentence, Lear rubbed Ophelia's cheek and left the basement.

After knocking Ophelia unconscious, Lear observed her for a whole night. When magic power was exhausted, the recovery speed of a professional was very slow. It would take at least a day for Ophelia to recover enough to break free from the shackles.

He only needs to come and suck once a day to keep Ophelia's magic power exhausted.

Li Er raised his eyebrows and took out a golden necklace from his arms.

This is Ophinina's storage item, the scepter and various items are inside.

The scepter is an extraordinary level of equipment, very powerful, but it can only be viewed and not used.

When Lear returned to the living room, he saw Miriam again. The little princess seemed to be waiting for him and came over when she saw Lear.

"What's wrong, my princess?" Lear hugged Millia in his arms.

Milia blushed, and after a while she whispered, "Come to my room tonight."

She mustered up the courage to come to Lear, and the appearance of the saint made her feel a sense of crisis.

She was imprisoned by Lear in the beginning, and now she has fallen in love with Lear. The saint's appearance is no worse than hers, and her figure is even better. She doesn't believe that Lear can resist.

"Are you ready?" Lear was stunned for a moment and asked with some joy.

"No!" Milia blushed, "I'm just giving you a little reward. You're coming tonight anyway!"

Having said that, without any explanation, Milia ran away.

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At night, Lear came to Milia's room with excitement.

The little princess had been sitting on the bed waiting for a long time. When she saw Lear come in, she turned her face away shyly.

"Are you ready for my reward?" Lear picked up Millia and stroked the girl's soft long hair.

"I'm sorry, Li'er, my mother told me to try not to give myself to you before I awaken the Law of the Morning Star, so I..." Millia said in a low voice.

Lear then realized that it was the Queen's fault that Millia had been saying she was not ready.
He was a little depressed. If this was the reason, then didn't it mean that he couldn't eat the little princess now?
As if she saw Lear's depression, Millia took the initiative to hug Lear and kiss him.

The two kissed for a long time, until their breathing became a little rapid, and Milia let go of her mouth.

"Lear, I can't serve you like a wife now, but my mother said that if you want, I... I can use my mouth." Her voice was extremely weak, as if she had used up all her courage.

Lear's eyes widened when he heard this. It was hard to imagine that a pure and innocent girl like Millia would say such words.

This feeling of defiling the little white flower made Lear's blood boil.

"That's what you said." Lear looked at Millia intently.

Miria nodded with a blushing face and leaned over Lear's chest.

"This is the first time I do this. If I don't do it well, you are not allowed to blame me!" The girl snorted.

After a while, a burst of lascivious music came from the room.

(End of this chapter)