Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

After walking out of the palace, Irene wanted to explore the south side of the garden, but before she could take a few steps, someone grabbed her wrist.

"Eileen, this was not my intention!"

The tall figure, the unique sense of oppression of the sword master.

No need to look back, you know who is behind you.

Erin had guessed that Rodis might come to explain to herself.

But she didn't expect Rodis to come so quickly.

He shook his arm vigorously, only to find that the man's hand was as motionless as an iron hoop.

"Let go!"

"Don't let it go."

Rodis grabbed Irene's hand and walked up to her.

"Yesterday I held you and you were able to run away. How can I let go now?

“Also, it’s best to remove the barrier around your Imperial Master’s Mansion.

"Otherwise, one day I can't help myself, and I won't care about disturbing the people and just knock down the door."

Erin: “…”

The man's wrist was held by the man, and although his generous palm grasped it tightly, he didn't use any force.

The warmth on the wrist is the suppression brought by the sword master's energy.

Although domineering, he is gentle.

Erin could clearly feel that Rodis was afraid of hurting her like last time.

She looked up at him, only to see the man frowning, his features as sharp as a knife, resolute and indifferent.

His red eyes were full of sharpness, and his cold and cruel aura was even more captivating.

But despite this, Erin could still feel a touch of extremely restrained tenderness from Rodis.

"Bastian came to my house last night to find me. He was very sure that I controlled you with magic and you kissed me."

Eileen paused and asked again: "So... he can be so sure that you told him?"

"not me."

Rodis answered decisively, but his eyebrows were deeply furrowed.

"I told him very clearly that everything he saw was done with my own will."

"But he doesn't believe it." Erin shrugged.

"........."

Looking down at Irene, Rodis said nothing.

He could only acquiesce in helplessness, causing his jaw to tighten and his thin lips to press into a straight line.

The man didn't say anything to defend himself, and Irene wasn't angry either.

The red lips curled up, and he continued: "Although I have a reputation, it is indeed difficult to convince people for a while.

"But your words are the truth to Bastian, but he doesn't believe you. Why?"

Lifting his eyelids and flicking his eyes lightly,

"This only shows that you didn't explain it to him properly."

Just this glance made the calm man's heart skip a beat.

Rodis took a step forward, obviously a little anxious.

“I didn’t explain it to him, but how should I explain it?

"If people know that you are controlled by the power of darkness, you will become a target."

He grabbed the woman's wrist and placed her hand on his left chest, right next to his heart.

Rodis looked down at her, his ruby-like eyes serious and determined.

“Erin, everything I said yesterday in the library is true.

"I won't let anyone hurt you, not even my nephew."

The breeze is gentle and the fragrance of flowers is light.

Rodis raised his hand and gently held the woman's cheek.

The sharpness in his red eyes quietly dissipated at this moment.

The gentle warmth between the man's brows is something that others cannot see.

"Irene, I was wrong, I didn't protect you.

“But I swear to you, I will find a solution.

"I will free you from bloodlust and lust."

Free from bloodlust and lust?

Uh...but this is the plot setting of the 18-ban game.

You can't even see the task box, so it's impossible to change it.

Just like if I didn't have creative coupons, I would be forced by the system to do those damn 18-ban plots!

Erin looked away, not wanting to look at Rodis' unwavering eyes.

"Rodis, you can't do this."

"I can do it!"

Warm hands held Eileen's face, forcing her to meet her gaze.

Irene's charming face was reflected in her deep and determined eyes.

Rodis' eyes were as hot as fire.

A temperament born towards the sun can warm the coldest place in the heart.

"Erin, look me in the eyes, I'm not lying.

"Although the clues about the power of darkness have been eliminated, I will not let go of any clues."

The tips of the man's ears turned red, he paused, and his red eyes took on a slightly different color.

“Besides, it doesn’t matter if I don’t find it so quickly.

"Eileen, you are my fiancée. You are 20 years old now. If you are willing, we can get married tomorrow.

"After you get married, even if you encounter times when you can't control yourself, you can still let me satisfy you."

The man's warm hands began to exert force unconsciously.

Erin could also clearly feel that Rodis' heartbeat was rapidly accelerating under her palm.

"It's not just about the satisfaction between husband and wife, even if you want to drink blood, I am willing.

"My bloodline has the power of a dragon, maybe I can help you too."

Leaning over and getting a little closer, Irene was surrounded by the man's pleasant cold woody fragrance.

"Eileen, don't push me away. I will ask him to apologize to you for the misunderstanding caused by Bastian.

"But he can't represent me, and I don't recognize this agreement to terminate the engagement."

As soon as Irene raised her eyes, she saw that the man's ruby-like eyes were filled with her own shadow.

The spirit of chivalry is a belief.

Standing on a solitary peak, even if his armor is soaked in blood, he will still hold a sharp sword in his hand to protect rare people.

And at some point, a man with silver hair and red eyes appeared in front of him.

Put her in your eyes and heart.

Sworn to protect.

Suddenly, Erin was in a trance.

She heard a voice rejoicing deep in her heart.

That voice would even move his own heart, and he would sink into Rodis' favor along with it.

"Do you love me?"

The sudden opening made Eileen herself stunned.

Her eyes widened and she subconsciously covered her mouth, not knowing why she asked this question.

Who is that?Who controls her?

Is this the real Eileen O'Lanley?

The tips of the ears were as red as if they could drip blood, and the red eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

His eyes, which had always been calm and calm, were now stained with endless tenderness.

The thin lips parted slightly, as warm as the spring breeze.

"I love you.

"I thought I made it clear enough yesterday, but if you are still not sure, I am willing to tell you one more time, ten times, or a hundred times."

The voice is deep and pleasant, and the voice is full of friendship.

Rodis raised his hand and removed Irene's hand covering her lips.

The eyes that were originally staring at the purple pupils wandered to the lips.

The thin lips came close, stopping half an inch from the tip of the lips.

He wrapped his long arms around the woman's slender waist and let the scent of roses fill his nose.

"Or, I can make you understand, like yesterday, that I'm not just talking."

"Dong dong, dong dong dong..."

Heart, beating rapidly!

Although the man's thin lips were not attached, yesterday's touch suddenly appeared in Irene's mind.

As if being swept by soft feathers, numbness instantly spread all over his limbs.

The purple-red pupils suddenly lost focus.

Erin's arms unconsciously grabbed Rodis' neck.

The sun shines obliquely on the bluestone floor.

The shadows of the two people overlapped each other intimately.

Kiss, attach, passionate.

Just when Irene closed her eyes and was lost in thought, a clear voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

"Master, what are you doing?"