I, Viego, conquer Terra!

"Oh...I am such a despicable man." Viego stroked the judge's furry and fluffy tail and couldn't help but sigh in self-contempt.

I stroke the tail.

I am cheap.

But I really can't resist such a big, fluffy tail!!!

Viego sighed and ran his fingers through the fluffy, soft hair.

Lavinia's tail is indeed very fluffy, and the feel is completely different from that of Celinina and Lapland.

It is fluffy, soft, and silky, as if it would sink into it with the slightest effort, just like a ball of soft marshmallow.

To use an analogy, Cellinina and Lapland are like Chinese rural cats with slender bodies and smooth fur, while Lavinia is a sweeter, plumper, long-haired rag doll.

——Including her body shape, which is more "queen-like" than girls like Cellinina and Lapland. Her thighs are plump under the lace black stockings, and even the strict and formal judge's uniform cannot hide her proud body curves.

It’s a completely different kind of happiness.

Viego touched it twice, then reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Although it was Lavinia who took the initiative to let him touch her, he couldn't push it too far. This was a talent in law that he was going to kidnap. She would definitely be very useful in the future. It would be bad if he scared her away...

You have to figure it out slowly.

When I bring Lavinia here later, I can touch her however I want, right?

——Don’t get me wrong, the “touching” here refers to touching the tail and touching the ears.

It is worth mentioning that Lavinia did not behave as sensitively as Celinina and Lapland. This was probably because the hair on her tail was too much, too thick, and too fluffy, which made her feel less strongly.

"...Not going on?" The judge turned her head and looked at Viego, her fluffy wolf tail swaying slightly behind her, her face so serious that it seemed as if she was about to pass judgment on him in the next second.

...and then put her black silk feet on her face...呸呸呸呸!

Viego interrupted his own thoughts in time and felt that it must be the fault of Cellinina and Laplande.

If the two of them hadn't mentioned something about black stockings before leaving, he would definitely not have thought of these nasty things!

"Ahem... that's enough." Viego coughed lightly for no apparent reason. "I'm just curious about how it feels. It's enough to experience it."

Looking at him, Lavinia became more and more trusting of Viego's "character" or "morality".

Lavinia could tell that Viego really liked the fluffy feeling of his tail, but he only touched it twice before letting go.

He still maintained that sense of distance very well.

Lavinia was somewhat happy that Viego liked her tail, but he was too polite, even a little strange, which made Lavinia doubt her own charm.

Lavinia wagged her tail, thought no more, and just stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet in the house.

Looking at the large number and variety of wine bottles in the wine cabinet, Lavinia hesitated for a moment and chose a bottle of sparkling wine.

She looked back at Viego: "Do you want it?"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Viego to answer, she picked up two wine glasses and a decanter. There were a lot of things, and when she held them in her arms, they highlighted a surprising soft curve.

Viego originally wanted to go over to help, but after seeing this, he couldn't move anymore and could only sit down at the table and chairs by the windowsill like a big boss.

Lavinia placed the things on the table and poured the sparkling wine into the decanter. The decanting time for sparkling wine usually did not need to exceed thirty minutes, which was not too long and was very suitable for the current situation.

"You don't mind drinking with me, do you?" Lavinia looked at Viego, who was still wet. "It's just the right time for your clothes to dry. It will take about an hour."

"Uh...I'm just going to take off my clothes like that?" Viego hesitated.

"What else?" Lavinia looked Viego up and down and confirmed again: "...You probably can't wear my clothes."

Viego was at least 1.80 meters tall, close to 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a long body. He was not slender. She was only 1.68 meters tall. Even... even if she had an amazing figure, it was impossible for Viego to fit into her clothes.

Viego had no choice but to get up and walk to the dryer that Cellinina pointed out. He turned his back to her and unbuttoned his clothes while saying, "Okay... But first, don't be scared by me."

It was indeed uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to his body. If it could be dried and Lavinia didn't mind, he would of course hope to dry them.

"Unless you tell me now that your actual gender is female, I probably won't be scared." Lavinia's calm voice came from behind Viego.

—Well, she was joking.

Viego shook his head, took off his coat, unbuttoned it, and glanced down at the inverted triangle-shaped dark hole on his chest.

Come to think of it, if the Ruined King's Sword can be condensed after the Curse of Ruined King grows to a certain extent, then would the same be true for the Glittering Silver Crown, but it's just that it's not strong enough now?

After Viego came to the other world, he did not have a crown on his head, but the original Ruined King did have one.

Maybe it's not strong enough.

Viego pushed his thoughts aside and hung the clothes in the dryer.

A gaze came from behind, falling directly on his waist and...

And on the butt.

Viego was startled, turned back in horror and looked at Lavinia: "I won't take off my pants too!"

Lavinia was stunned, looked away awkwardly, and said, "...I didn't mean that."

It's just that after the man took off his clothes, the muscle lines on his body were too clear and obvious, and his movements were as pleasing to the eye as perfect streamlines. From Lavinia's perspective, you can vaguely see the mermaid line on Viego's waist...

I looked over subconsciously.

You really can't blame her.

Just like men have subconscious reactions when they see beautiful women, women also have some subconscious reactions when they see handsome men.

The shirtless man turned around and walked back to the table and chair and sat down.

Lavinia was slightly startled and couldn't help but look at the dark inverted triangle hole on Viego's chest.

This is...

"It's a bit difficult to explain. Just think of it as being similar to your tail. It's a characteristic of my race." Viego noticed Lavinia's gaze and explained simply.

"...I understand." Lavinia nodded, and couldn't help but look at Viego's well-defined abdominal muscles and pectoral muscles that were like a double-door refrigerator.

Um...

Lavinia quickly looked away, blushing slightly.

"Hey, are you blushing?" Viego raised his eyebrows and made a slightly frivolous joke:

"Miss Judge, you don't really want to get me drunk and do something to me, do you?"

Chapter 159 What kind of thing do you want me to do for you?

"Don't worry, Viego." Lavinia responded to Viego's joke with a calm expression. "If I wanted to do something to you, I would do it directly instead of getting you drunk and then inducing you to have sex with me."

Viego became interested: "Because you prefer to get straight to the point?"

"No." Lavinia denied seriously: "Because in the laws of the Syracuse city-state, the former has a lighter punishment. Even if I am convicted, the price will be lower."

This answer was beyond Viego's expectations, but he knew that although Lavinia's expression was serious and there was no smile in her tone, she was indeed joking with him.

Is this the humor of law students?

Even if you're making a joke that's more adult-oriented, you still have to educate us about the law?

However, since Lavinia is willing to respond to me in this way, it means that she has a good impression of me...

Very good, the plan to kidnap Miss Judge has been 20% successful!

Viego was excited and punched his fist, but he didn't continue the conversation on this topic. He just looked at the wine cabinet with a wide variety of bottles and asked, "I can't tell, Miss Judge likes it very much?"

Of course, he could take this joke as an opportunity to go deeper and talk about more jokes that only adults would talk about.

However, this would be a bit of a letdown, as it all depends on whether Lavinia's filter for liking him is thick enough. It would easily ruin her favorability and also destroy the good impression she had left behind.

After all, he just met Lavinia today.

Viego would not do the following things, he always had a clear understanding of himself.

Since he wanted to kidnap someone, he had to kidnap Lavinia safely.

The kind that has no risk at all!

"...In Syracuse, every household has a wine cabinet, no matter how gorgeous or simple it is, which can be understood as the special culture of Syracuse." Lavinia explained:

"The wine cabinet and the wine inside were left by the previous owner of this family. Today is the first time I opened it."

Lavinia paused, and for some reason she was not aware of, she added, "I have drunk before, but not much."

"So that's it."

Viego understood and turned his gaze to the decanter.

But if that's the case, his daughter, the judge, doesn't drink much, so her alcohol tolerance shouldn't be that high.

And ended up pouring a full bottle directly into the decanter?

Is this because she is not worried at all that he will take advantage of her after she gets drunk, or does she think the alcohol content of the wine is not strong enough to make her drunk, or does she have no idea of ​​her own alcohol tolerance?

Viego thought about it and suddenly felt something strange.

Well...

It was late at night, and it was raining heavily outside. His clothes were soaked, and he sat by the window with the young female judge, drinking candlelight wine. There was another... uh, or maybe two girls waiting for him to return home.

This unfolding...

It’s full, the elements are really full.

Across the way, Lavinia took the decanter and sniffed it gently.

"It is said that the best time to decant this wine is about twelve minutes. It should be about time now." As she said this, she gracefully poured the rosé wine into the glasses in front of herself and Viego.

Lavinia put down the decanter, raised the glass, tilted it slightly towards Viego, and invited him to clink glasses with her: "Try how it tastes?"

Viego raised his eyebrows and clinked his glasses.

Ding--

The crisp sound of glasses clinking was heard, and the rosé wine swayed, adding a soft color to the judge's serious golden eyes.

The wine glass was brought to the light pink, thin lips. The judge opened her mouth slightly and the rim of the glass was gently held by her pink lips.

Lavinia tilted her head back, revealing her fair and slender neck, and the rosé wine entered her mouth, rolling down her throat, and she drank it all in one gulp.

She drank too hastily and too quickly, and a drop of rosé wine overflowed from her lips, slid down the girl's clear jawline, and finally fell into the collar of the judge's uniform that was buttoned tightly, and disappeared.

It's obvious that he must have slipped into some invisible abyss...

"...?" Viego on the opposite side was stunned.

What about the elegance you promised?

Where is the upper class you promised?

Isn't it about sips and tasting just a little?

How come he finished it in just one gulp? He drank it like a guzzler drinking beer at a street stall!

No wonder he finished the whole bottle. It turned out he had no intention of drinking it slowly, sip by sip.

Viego had no choice but to pick up the cup and drink it all in one gulp.

Lavinia put down the wine glass and saw two drops of rosé wine sliding down the man's rolling Adam's apple, sliding over the clear lines of his chest muscles, and all the way down along the distinct abdominal muscles...

"...!!!" Viego lowered his head in shock, looked at the tender little white hand touching his abdominal muscles, then looked up at Lavinia, remained silent for two seconds, and said:

"...Lavinia, if you want to touch something, just tell me. You even let me touch your tail, so I'm not so stingy as to not even let you touch my abdominal muscles."

"I..." Lavinia pursed her lips and withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, her face still serious. "My hand moved on its own."

She told the truth.

Before the brain could think and react, the body moved first, touched it directly, and intercepted the drop of wine halfway.

...she didn't want to touch it.

but...

Lavinia's eyes moved down imperceptibly, then quickly raised up as if nothing had happened.

It does seem to feel somewhat comfortable.

Viego was stunned.

Why does this statement sound so familiar?