I, Viego, conquer Terra!

"This, this is inappropriate." Viego turned his face away uncomfortably.

Girl, you are Lupert, not a succubus!

How can you even use tricks like wearing black silk stockings and tearing stockings! Trying to seduce a gentleman like me to fall.

How despicable!

blah-

There was a soft sound of cloth tearing, revealing a hint of fair skin that contrasted sharply with the black stockings.

Cellinina looked at Viego's hand on her leg and bit her lip slightly.

Viego was horrified.

"My hands are moving on their own!"

Cellinina snorted softly and raised her hand to turn off the night light beside her.

...a man who says one thing and thinks another.

The tent was plunged into complete darkness.

Viego was slightly stunned, and the next moment he felt a pair of strong long legs tightly wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

Cellinina exerted force on her waist, sat up, and pushed Viego down.

The light scent of shower gel on the girl's body penetrated into my nose.

A warm but calm whisper came into my ear.

"I'm sleepy. If you want to touch me, hurry up, or I'm going to sleep."

Viego was silent for a moment, then said viciously: "Cellinina, you forced me to do this!"

......

early morning.

Celinina opened her eyes, stood up and looked at the "scarred" battle-damaged black stockings on her legs. She couldn't help blushing, and her wolf tail swayed on the camp bed behind her.

It seems that in addition to the tail, Viego also likes stockings...or legs?

Although he was very restrained in his behavior except for touching the calf lightly and tearing it a few times, the battlefield afterwards looked too...red, which made Celinina couldn't help but have many associations.

I don't know when Viego got up and left. I could hear the sound of cooking outside. He was probably preparing breakfast.

Celinina's heartbeat quickened, and she pursed her lips, preparing to change back into her normal attire.

In order to seduce Viego last night, she deliberately wore a shirt and trousers... Although Cellinina had not learned the relevant knowledge before, with her excellent aesthetic taste, she was able to figure out some of Viego's preferences without any guidance.

The girl raised her hands and began to change her clothes.

——At least I have to change the torn black stockings on my legs.

But the black stockings are worn under the shorts, so to take them off, I have to change the shorts first.

Outside the tent, Viego, who had prepared breakfast, opened the door curtain. "Cellinina, come out and eat..."

A dark shadow came towards him and hit his face directly, even leaving a slight warmth.

Viego took off the unknown weapon on his face and saw Cellinina sitting on the bed with bare legs and most of the buttons of her shirt undone.

"I'm changing my clothes, get out!" the girl said in a shy and angry voice. "Haven't you seen enough?"

Viego retreated awkwardly, looking down at his hands, only to find that the black shadow on his face was...

The black stockings that Cellinina wore last night.

No wonder it smells good...cough!

Viego thought nothing of it.

But what about these stockings?

Viego fell into deep thought.

After changing her clothes, Cellinina came out and looked at Viego, who was staring at the stockings in his hand in deep thought outside the tent. She glared at him with a red face.

"Why are you still holding that...that thing in your hand? You tore it apart!"

She had just thrown away the stockings she had taken off subconsciously, and now seeing Viego staring at the black stockings she had just taken off in deep thought, the huge sense of shame almost overwhelmed Cellinina.

Viego coughed lightly and said, "Then I can't eat it..."

"You still want to eat?" Celinina was stunned, then she realized and blushed even more: "So you stared at my feet last night because..."

"I'm not!" Viego denied very quickly: "I'm not a foot fetishist or a leg fetishist, and I don't like stockings. You misunderstood me, Cellinina."

Cellinina snorted and didn't believe a word of Viego's lies.

dislike?

I don’t like why you touched me so vigorously last night!

My mouth is watering because I want to eat...!

......

After breakfast, the two packed up the tent and sundries, got in the car and continued on their way to Volsini.

Today Viego was driving and Cellinina was sitting in the passenger seat.

Cellinina looked out the window, glanced at Viego, and asked suddenly: "How many women's legs have you touched?"

"4..." Viego replied subconsciously and stopped talking very quickly.

But it was too late.

Cellinina heard it clearly.

"Only four?" She seemed a little surprised, with a hint of doubt in her tone. "Including me?"

"Of course you are included, and 4 is already a lot!" Everyone heard it, so Viego didn't hide it. "And let me reiterate, I'm not a leg control, I don't like to have legs touched, they just asked me to do it!"

He did touch it.

Just touch it.

How about it!

"Is your ex-wife among these four?" asked Celinina.

"No." Viego answered this question without hesitation. "Isolde is a bad woman who makes me feel disgusted. You won't like her. I have nothing to do with her now, so..."

He looked at Cellinina. "Don't mind her, Cellinina."

The Lupo girl turned her face away, her wolf tail swaying behind her. "I'm not jealous."

"Who said you were jealous?" Viego raised his eyebrows.

Cellinina's silence was deafening.

......

A few days later.

Volsini.

Viego stepped lightly on the accelerator and drove out of the Volsini checkpoint.

"Miss, where are we going now?" He looked at Cellinina in the passenger seat.

Nothing happened during these few days. Cellinina went into the tent to sleep at night, and Viego sat by the campfire to keep watch, as if they had returned to the days before entering the city of Palermo.

But Celinina knew that something was different.

She didn't get intimate with Viego because she didn't want to appear like a weak little girl who only knew how to act coquettishly, nor did she want to take advantage of Viego's indulgence to ask him to do anything.

Once or twice it can be said to be fun... no, it's love, but if it happens too many times it will only deplete your favorability.

Celinina is not a little fairy who thinks highly of herself. Even though she has no emotional experience, she has a very clear understanding of this.

She understood that as long as she continued to get along with Viego, after a long time, she would think things over carefully.

Naturally, she can achieve her ideal state with Viego.

"...Go meet my old friend first, and keep going. I'll remind you when it's time to turn."

"Oh yes, I haven't thought of asking you yet. What's your friend's name?" Viego asked.

"Lapland," said Cellinina. "Lapland Saluzzo."

Cellinina and Laplande haven't seen each other for a while.

I don't know how she is doing now.

Hopefully she can get along with Viego.

Chapter 144: Lapland Saluzzo

"Is this the home of your friend?" Viego parked the car on the side of the road and looked at the house next to it, which looked like a noble manor in the Middle Ages in his previous life. "It is indeed a big family..."

"To be precise, this entire block is the home of the Saluzzo family members, which is also the family residence," Cellinina explained.

"Generally, most family members live in the settlement, so this place is like a small neighborhood. Of course, there are also people who choose not to live in the family settlement, but the probability of being assassinated or being in trouble in their sleep will increase significantly."

Viego raised his eyebrows, turned off the engine, took out the key and got out of the car. "With so many fights and killings, wouldn't it be tiring to live every day?"

"...Some people enjoy it." Cellinina also opened the door and got out of the car, and replied calmly:

"Others are greedy for power. In Syracuse, if you want to climb up, you will inevitably get your hands stained with blood. Even if you just want to live a peaceful life, you never know when trouble will come and you won't be able to stay out of it."

Viego glanced at the cold-faced Cellinina beside him and said with some emotion: "Now I know why you don't like these things, Cellinina."

"..." Cellinina remained silent and just walked forward with Viego.

The gate of the manor was open and unattended.

The black fog was also unable to detect the presence of other people nearby, which meant that there were not even any secret sentries, and there was truly no one watching here.

Viego looked around in confusion. "Such a large manor, and there's no one guarding the gate?"

"Because there is no need." Cellinina said, "The real guards of the Saluzzo family are stationed outside the block. If they see a stranger coming, they will immediately stop the person outside the station."

It turned out to be the case.

In that case, he was able to drive in smoothly, probably because someone from the Saluzzo family recognized Cellinina, so they were able to travel smoothly?

Viego understood.

Cellinina took Viego's hand and walked in the manor with ease.

"If Lappland's habits haven't changed, she should be having afternoon tea in her little courtyard now."

"That small courtyard that belongs to her?" Viego asked in a subtle tone. "So, they live in such a large manor, but their family doesn't live together?"

"Yes." Celinina nodded slightly and said softly, "Lappland asked for it himself."

Viego understood.

Cellinina said that her friend named Laplande disliked Syracuse's "family culture" just like her.

She is the eldest daughter of the Saluzzo family, and her father is the head of the Saluzzo family.

It's normal to be unwilling to live together.

After a while.

Cellinina brought Viego to a small courtyard surrounded by a not-so-high wall. In the courtyard stood a two-story detached house.

It seems that this is Laplande Saluzzo's private villa.

Cellinina knocked on the gate.

A slightly hoarse female voice came from the door: "...Who?"

"Celinina Texas," Celinina responded flatly.

After waiting for a while, the gate was opened, revealing a girl named Rupert with silver hair and silver eyes.

——Lapland Saluzzo.

She was about the same height as Celinina, and her wolf ears were mostly silver-white in color, but the tips of her ears were a little gray-black.

The simple pure white shirt outlines the girl's slender but not frail figure. Even in her own villa, she still buttoned every button of her shirt meticulously, with a pure black bow tie at her collar, as if she was ready to attend a party at any time.