Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

"We were just talking about Yvna's problem. I severely criticized Ron's philandering behavior. I think he is not a gentleman."

Chris's arrival gave Cynthia some confidence, which allowed her to verbally slander Ron.

"Yes, Senior just scolded me so badly that I almost cried."

Ron smiled and wiped away non-existent tears.

It's really interesting that Cynthia and Yvna have similar personalities. They both have the same stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.

He was curious about how long Cynthia's tough talk could last.

On the other hand, when Cynthia heard Ron say "almost cried because of being scolded", her eyes became even more resentful.

The damn Ron was clearly implying something about her.

Cynthia wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve without a word, took the initiative to pick up a teacup and placed it in front of her, muttering softly: "I will scold again if I have such an opportunity next time."

Chris handed Ron a cup of black tea and joked, "Why do I feel like your relationship seems to be better? There's an ambiguous feeling in the quarrels."

"No, it's impossible, you misunderstood!" Cynthia screamed like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Ron didn't reply. He took off his shoes and stuffed his feet into Cynthia's arms.

"Humph~"

Cynthia, who was attacked unexpectedly, let out a soft moan. She could clearly feel his feet playing tricks on her stomach.

“Cynthia, what’s wrong with you? Did you get scalded by the tea?”

Chris asked as she returned to her seat. She didn't notice anything unusual under the table.

Cynthia rolled her eyes at Ron and said, "Yes... it's a little hot, but it's not a big problem."

Faced with the senior sister's stubbornness, Ron smiled and adjusted the position of the attack a little lower.

"Well!"

Cynthia clamped her legs together and bent over, her cheeks flushed with a strong sense of shame.

"What's wrong with you?" Chris stretched out her hand and touched Cynthia's forehead. "It's so hot. You look like you're sick. This shouldn't happen. With your strength, how could you be sick?"

After that, she threw a healing magic at Cynthia with a trial mentality.

Cynthia said tensely, “Maybe I’m too tired recently. It seems I need to have a good rest.”

"Senior sister, do you need my treatment? I have a way to make you sleep deeply and ensure that you wake up refreshed." Ron asked appropriately.

"don't want."

Cynthia wanted to refuse, but because of Ron's trickery, her words turned into promises.

His toes were as flexible as his hands, and even through the hem of his skirt hems he could still make her feel mesmerized, a strange feeling growing in her body.

She thought back to last night, when the door to a new world was opened.

Chris perked up after hearing this. She asked with anticipation, "Ron, can you really make people sleep deeply?"

She hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Every morning when Chris wakes up is a tired morning.

Her body has a strong resistance to drugs, and things like sleeping potions have no effect on her at all.

The more she thought about it, the harder it was to fall asleep. She felt that the burden on her shoulders was heavy. If she took a wrong step, the country would be destroyed and her family would be ruined.

If she can sleep for more than five hours in a day, Chris will even be happy about it for the whole day.

Ron replied: "Your Highness the Princess should know my ability. This is not difficult for me."

Cynthia's heart trembled when she heard this. She glanced at Ron and Chris. From what he said, did it mean that Her Royal Highness the Princess had also been tricked?

No, not that kind of thing.

If he couldn't even defend against Chris, who was almost at level seven, then he might not have any hope of turning the tables in his life.

Chris's face was full of excitement: "Now that you mention it, I can indeed try it, but can you hold on until I fall asleep? You only used magic on me for one second last time."

She thought for a long time before deciding to use the word magic to describe it. Ron's ability was beyond ordinary people's cognition. She understood it as a kind of magic that could be released instantly without magical fluctuations.

Ron: "That's enough. As long as you don't resist, twenty to thirty seconds will be enough."

'Twenty-three seconds of no resistance!'

Cynthia caught the key words.

Cynthia's breathing became more rapid, not sure if it was because of Ron's mischief or because Chris gave her hope.

Ron's "magic control" on her just now lasted for ten minutes. Considering the gap between himself and Chris, the limit of Ron's ability might be just over ten minutes.

In other words, as long as you control your time well, you will have a chance to turn the tables!

Cynthia seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

Ron couldn't help laughing and took another sip of the tea. The senior sister's expression revealed a lot.

Including the 20 points of free attributes as a reward and the 10 points gained during the hypnosis process, his total spirit reached 310, a complete sixth-order level.

280 to 310, we have a big advantage.

To give Cynthia a taste of the sweetness first, Ron teased her with his toes.

"Hiss~" This time her waist bent even more.

Chris, who hadn't noticed anything unusual, asked, "When does it start? Can I bring Cynthia with me?"

The reason why the eldest princess wanted to bring Cynthia with her was to prevent Ron from doing strange things after she fell asleep.

"Let's wait until the afternoon. I feel a little dizzy right now."

Ron pretended to be troubled and spread his hands. This was his way of luring Cynthia into the trap.

In addition, he also needs some time to replenish his energy, a process that takes about three to five hours.

Cynthia lay on the table and looked at Chris, pretending to be angry: "I haven't promised you yet, don't think of dragging me into everything. The purpose of my staying here is just to see if Ron will let you do anything to him."

Chris stretched out three white fingers and said, "Three sixth-level scrolls."

"Okay, I agree!"

......

Time passed slowly and in the blink of an eye it was already afternoon.

In a small wooden house in the garden, the eldest princess Chris, wearing a loose pajamas, was sleeping soundly on her side on the bed with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had a sweet dream.

On the other hand, Ron lay on the table next to him with a tired look on his face. He buried his head in his arms and said, "Senior Cynthia, I'll take a rest first. Remember to call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

There was cunning in Cynthia's eyes, she knew her chance had come.

Chapter 54: Step on Me

Waiting is a basic quality of a hunter. She was waiting for Ron to let down his guard.

Cynthia witnessed Ron casting "magic" on Chris. At first, Chris instinctively resisted for a while, but as time went on, she gradually calmed down.

This process did not last long, just about thirty seconds.

Looking at Ron's expression, he clearly looked extremely exhausted. Cynthia thought he was almost squeezed to the limit.

Golden sunlight poured into the wooden house, and the magic circle for cooling emitted waves of cool air, its magical fluctuations calm and gentle.

Cynthia secretly integrated her magic power into the magic circle. Through her delicate operation, she weaved a soundproof magic circle to cover herself and Ron.

She didn't want to wake Chris up, she didn't want her to know about the grudge between her and Ron.

Family disgrace should not be made public, and the proud girl actually cares a lot about her reputation.

When Cynthia thought about how Ron had played a trick on her in the morning, she wanted to get back at him immediately.

She couldn't stand this tone.

Thinking of this, she activated the sixth-level mental defense scroll she had asked for from Chris. She believed that Ron's magic was a type of mental magic, so this high-level defense scroll should be useful.

In the very end, she activated the sixth-level control scroll to restrain Ron's movements. At this point, her mental strength had reached its limit.

Cynthia thinks the next period will be her home turf.

She swung over to Ron with a strong rope in her hand, and when she noticed that he was asleep, she tied him to the chair.

The whole process went incredibly smoothly until she hit a dead end and Ron didn't wake up.

"It's that simple?"

Cynthia scratched her head. The plan seemed to be going so smoothly that it seemed unreal.

But it doesn't matter. Ron, who is restrained by both magic and physics, has no hope of turning the situation around.

To ensure that everything was foolproof, she also severed her connection with the control scroll, so that even if Ron ordered her to release the magic, it would be useless.

Cynthia lifted Ron's head and made him sit on the chair: "It's time to wake up, my devilish junior."

Ron opened his eyes dazedly, and cooperated by showing a panicked expression: "Senior, what are you doing? Why are you tying me up?"

"My pride won't allow me to have a master, so I can only take back the dignity that belongs to me."

Cynthia held a small fountain pen and said, "If you can tell me where the photo stone related to Ivna is hidden, I might be a little gentler to you. Otherwise, I will draw an ugly turtle on your face and record all your embarrassing moments."

As she spoke, she took out another intact photo stone. She wanted to treat him the same way Ron treated Ivna.

Ron: "That's it?"

Cynthia: “…”

Ron's words were extremely insulting, and ten Cynthias combined were not as good as him in terms of means.

In his eyes, Cynthia's way of threatening was like a child playing house, which was interesting, fun and entertaining.

Cynthia waved her pen and said loudly: "No, this is just the beginning. Next, I will ask an ugly woman weighing more than 200 pounds to humiliate you. If that doesn't work, I will sell you to a brothel and turn you into a tool to make money.

Give up resistance. I just want to achieve a peaceful situation. As long as you are willing to disappear from our lives, I can pretend that what happened before never happened.

Although the initial conflict was caused by Ivna, she also paid a corresponding price. I don't want to see you go astray, and I don't want to see Ivna living in a nightmare, so why don't we both take a step back?"

By using both soft and hard tactics, she believed that Ron would seriously consider her proposal.

Ron sighed, "You are still unwilling to be ruthless to me even after all this. Cynthia, you are indeed very gentle, but this is not the right choice. I hope that you will only be gentle to me in the future, otherwise I am worried that you will suffer."

"Shameless, wishful thinking!"

Cynthia snorted coldly and pointed her pen at Ron's forehead, saying, "My kindness to you before was because I misjudged you and mistook you for an excellent junior. However, reality slapped me in the face. The real you is actually a greedy, crazy demon.

I am very disappointed in you. You have failed my expectations of you and failed Yvna's love for you."

Ron sneered: "You are right, I am a bad person because I know that good people can't survive.

If I wasn't bad enough, I would have become Ivna's slave. If I wasn't bad enough, I would have died in the ring of the chief selection. If I wasn't bad enough, I would have been killed by Duke Laust's men.

Some people want me to be a dog, some want me to be a tool, and some want me to disappear completely.

Cynthia, I want to ask you, if you were in my position, what would you do? Would you hesitate to make friends with the evil and endure hardships? Or would you wag your tail and beg for mercy from your enemies in the hope of surviving? "

At this point, Ron's tone softened a lot: "Repaying evil with kindness is not my character. If I hadn't experienced all this, I could still point fingers from the moral high ground."

Cynthia's eyes were a little complicated: "No, that's not right, you are clearly trying to change the concept. Your point of view is simply untenable. If you want to convince me, you shouldn't attack me. At least I am innocent, right?

You just changed from a victim to a perpetrator. There is no essential difference between you. "

Ron raised his eyebrows when he heard this. As an aunt, Cynthia was indeed much smarter than Yvna.

Since the attack failed, let's try another tactic. Ron stared into Cynthia's eyes and said, "You are partly right, but not completely. Perhaps you have forgotten that you were once an accomplice to the evil.

On the day of the chief selection, Yvna told me her plan. Your upright purpose is to force me to drop out of school and lock me up, right?

So can you be called innocent?"

Cynthia felt her head was in a mess. She tightly grasped the pen and said, "It's not like that. I didn't promise her. I..."

Ron interrupted her: "Forget it, there's no point in talking about the past. At this point, how about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet on?"

Cynthia forced herself to calm down. She had no chance of winning the argument with Ron, who had much more experience than her.