I, Viego, conquer Terra!

Oh...

I think I said the same thing when I touched other people's black stockings.

Now the one who touches others will be touched.

Viego came back to his senses, looked at Lavinia, whose face was serious but whose ears were red, and said seriously: "...Well, I believe you."

Lavinia was silent.

The awkward atmosphere lasted for a moment, and Lavinia refilled the glass.

do not talk.

Let’s drink.

......

After a while.

Lavinia's delicate and serious face had a slight blush of drunkenness.

She looked at the decanter on the table with the wine dried up, was stunned for half a second, then stood up and walked towards the wine cabinet, her movements slightly larger than at the beginning.

Lavinia stood in front of the wine cabinet. Although she was a little tipsy, her mind was still clear.

...The wine is not suitable anymore and needs to be decanted. Thinking this, she casually picked a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet and returned to the table with two new tumblers.

"Want to drink more?" Viego raised his eyebrows.

"...I want to drink." Lavinia poured the whiskey into the glass and pushed it in front of Viego.

She unbuttoned the collar of her judge's uniform, reducing the sense of restraint on her body and revealing her delicate collarbone and fair skin.

"Anyway, we're not drunk yet, right? You can see that I can still drink." The judge's voice softened, the ending tone slightly prolonged, and the nasal tone became heavier, making people feel like she was acting coquettishly:

"I want to continue, stay with me."

She picked up the wine glass, but didn't sit down. She just stood by the table, looking at Viego and motioning him to clink glasses with her.

"I'm not drunk... okay." Viego had no choice but to stand up and clink his glass with the judge.

But Lavinia did not move.

"?" Viego was a little confused.

It can't be that my little judge got drunk and became stupid, right?

The next moment, the soft and boneless little hand circled around his wrist.

The judge came closer, placed her other free hand on his chest, and stared at him with her slightly blurry golden eyes:

"I'm scared, Viego."

"What are you afraid of?" Viego raised his eyebrows and cooperated with her in making a gesture of drinking from the cup. He looked down at Lavinia, his green eyes appeared gentle and tolerant.

"I'm afraid that everything today is just a dream. When I wake up, I will still be the trainee judge who will face my first trial. But in the real world, no one will help me. I will only die at the first step in pursuing my ideal."

Lavinia looked at him and whispered softly: "Look, you don't even have a heartbeat..."

"Even without me, there will be others to help you, Lavinia. Syracuse is so big, there must be people who are looking forward to its change and the coming of true justice... But you should not rely on them, nor on me."

Viego said softly:

"I will leave Syracuse soon. After that, you can only rely on yourself. When the night comes, if there is no light to look at, then let yourself be the first light to lead everyone, Lavinia."

"I believe in you, Lavinia." Viego said seriously, "From the moment you stopped me behind you in the alley, I knew you could do it."

She stared at Viego in a daze, unable to speak. "......"

"Besides... the lack of heartbeat is just due to my physical condition, but I do exist. Don't worry too much, Lavinia." Viego raised his hand and drank the whiskey in the glass. "Maybe I can conquer Syracuse directly in the future and make him change?"

"..." Lavinia came back to her senses and drank the wine in the glass as well.

The two men's wrists separated.

"...Thank you, Viego." Lavinia exhaled softly. "...I feel much better. You helped me again."

As for the second half of Viego's words...

She just thought it was a joke.

"I've told you before, I have plans for you, Miss Judge. Are you so cautious of me?" The man stretched out his finger, lifted her chin, and smiled frivolously:

"When I help you enough times and you owe me more than you can pay back...I might even do the same as those hateful families and ask you to do things for me, okay?"

Lavinia did not resist, nor did she even show any obvious shyness.

"Before this, the only possibility that you violated the laws of the Syracuse city-state was that you forced me to have sex with you, but now, I have expressed my subjective willingness, so this does not constitute coercion..."

She raised her face, looked into Viego's eyes, and exhaled a slightly drunken breath towards him, with an ambiguous and provocative tone:

"The families want me to protect them, and now, the possibility of you being judged by me is zero..."

"So, what exactly do you want me to do for you? Hmm?"

Chapter 160: "Excessive Force"

To be honest, Viego was a little moved the first second his eyes met Lavinia's.

A beautiful girl who always seems to have a serious face now reveals her unknown side in front of you and approaches you ambiguously and tactfully. Any normal man would probably be moved.

- What's more, she has a big fluffy tail and is wearing a formal judge's uniform that gives off a sense of abstinence. The serious attire at this time actually adds to Lavinia's temptation.

The so-called "uniform temptation" is nothing more than this.

But Viego gently pushed her away.

"Don't get drunk, Lavinia," he said. "Don't let the alcohol cloud your brain - we've only known each other for less than a day, what if I'm just a scumbag who wants to cheat on you?"

A hint of disappointment flashed across the judge's beautiful golden eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She stared at Viego for two seconds, then silently refilled her and his glasses. "I almost thought you really had no interest in me."

"Of course not." Viego raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "It's just that... a close yet distant relationship can make you remember me more deeply, right?"

He never concealed his "evil intentions" towards her.

Viego disdains any conspiracy or trickery. If he wants to kidnap someone, he will do it in an open and honest way and make Lavinia voluntarily become his.

In his opinion, things that are easily obtained are never easily cherished.

He wanted Lavinia to remember him and not forget what happened today.

This cannot be achieved through just one night of passion or a momentary impulse.

Viego knew this all too well.

Lavinia also knew that Viego had designs on her; after all, he had never concealed it.

But she couldn't refuse.

This man was shrouded in mystery. Perhaps it was the suspension bridge effect during a crisis, or perhaps he was taking advantage of her weak defenses tonight, but no matter what.

——Viego definitely left a deep and indelible mark in her memory.

She inevitably developed some inexplicable feelings towards him.

Just like when this man held her cheeks in the car, even if Viego kissed her directly at that time, or rolled into bed with her now, in such an atmosphere, she would not have the heart to refuse.

...but he didn't.

This was somewhat disappointing to Lavinia, but it did make it more impossible for her to forget him.

"But before today, I didn't know much about Syracuse's judicial system...or Syracuse itself." Viego changed the subject at the right time: "Do you mind telling me about it? Your ideal, or the court?"

"......" Lavinia was silent for a moment, and then said: "You should know that every aspect of Syracuse is controlled by the family. Even the city-state court, which is nominally completely independent and should not be affected, is no exception."

"Completely independent in name?" Viego raised his eyebrows.

"...It was like this when it was first established." Lavinia explained: "Lady Sicily brought back guns and order to Syracuse. Guns are force, and order is the Gray Hall and the independent city-state court."

"At the beginning, the court's law enforcement officers were only selected from civilians who were not from the family, hoping to reach a fair judgment at once without being influenced by the family, but..." She lowered her eyes slightly and sighed.

"Not being born into a family doesn't mean you won't be influenced by it. Families exert their influence in the court, using intimidation and bribery, and Ms. Sicily is also checked and balanced by other families, so it's impossible for the court to remain truly impartial."

"In the end, Syracuse became what it is today." Lavinia's beautiful golden eyes flashed with a trace of anger.

"Family members are reckless and kill people wantonly. Ordinary civilians live cautiously, but they can still be caught in an unexpected disaster if they are not careful. They die in an unknown dark alley in the early morning..."

Lavinia raised her eyes and looked at Viego.

"The education I received told me that this is not the way it should be, and the people here should not be like this, so I became a judge and hoped to make a change, but... it seems that this road is still long."

"......" Viego was silent.

No wonder Celinina and Laplande both hate this place.

For ordinary people, Syracuse is probably not a very good country.

"What about other countries?" he asked. "Does Miss Judge know much?"

"I only know that Syracuse's situation is unique in this land." Lavinia shook her head. "I don't know the specific situation of other countries."

"I see." Viego thought.

Lavinia raised her glass and clinked it with Viego's.

The two chatted casually and the bottle of whiskey was soon empty.

Lavinia's face had begun to turn a drunken red, and the confusion in her golden eyes was even more intense.

She was getting drunk.

But when Viego saw her like this, he realized belatedly...

Oh, grass.

I had to ask her to drive me back to the hotel.

...Lavinia is definitely unable to drive in her current condition.

Drinking will cause trouble!!

Cellinina and Laplande were still waiting for him at the hotel, and if he didn't come back all night, they might think something had happened to him.

But he was not at ease asking Viego to leave by himself and abandon the drunk judge at home when the Trin family had already attacked Lavinia once.

"..." Viego had no choice but to get up, take out the dry clothes from the dryer and put them back on.

A soft body with a slightly sweet and intoxicating smell pressed against him from behind, and a soft part of him pressed tightly against his back, being squeezed, bringing an amazing touch.

Viego's body stiffened.

Lavinia hugged him from behind and pressed close to him.

"...Lavinia."

"...Viego, are you leaving?" A vague voice sounded from behind him. It was no longer clear and serious, but seemed a little silly.

"..." Viego was silent, grabbed the two small hands around his waist, and turned around.

He lowered his head and looked into the eyes of the judge.

Those beautiful golden eyes were sparkling, with a hazy intoxication and a little bit of reluctant attachment.

"You're not staying, are you? I can sense that... after you leave tonight, I probably won't see you for a long time."

She said, "I don't want this night to end like this, Viego."

...It seems like I've gone too far.

Originally, he just wanted to give Lavinia some chicken soup, and then show off his sexuality to plant a seed in her heart so that she would remember him.

So that in a few years, when he might have built up power and needed her, this seed could take root and sprout, allowing him to get the help of this talented law girl with a sense of justice.

But now it seems...

This seed seems to have been planted a little too deep...

However, since this was the first time I took the initiative to kidnap someone, it was normal to accidentally use too much force.

Then we can only...

Viego sighed helplessly, bent down, and picked up the drunk judge.

Lavinia lay obediently in his arms, staring at him without blinking, her fluffy wolf tail swaying in sync with the man's pace, without the slightest worry.