Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Before this, she had always been a stay-at-home girl, spending most of her life studying magic. Her understanding of the world was even simpler than Ivna's.

"I'm betting on Yvna's attitude and whether she's willing to leave me."

Ron said, "If she is willing to leave me, then I will never bother you again, and we will be strangers from now on. If she is still willing to stay with me, then you have to face the reality and be a good puppy in the future instead of making fearless resistance."

Cynthia shook her head. "Your idea is good. If it was this morning, I would definitely gamble with you, but not now. You've already fallen into my hands, why should I bet with you fairly?

You can laugh at me for being gullible, you can also laugh at me for not understanding emotions and call me a monochromatic dog, but now I dominate your life. "

She swallowed a mouthful of water to moisten her throat, raised her head and said, "Stupid and arrogant Ron, please face the reality. I am your master now.

I command you to bark at me, or I will trample you with my feet."

After saying this, Cynthia felt refreshed and her blood boiled. It seemed that she had gained a new interest.

She suddenly understood why Yvna and Ron liked to keep dogs. It turned out that turning a proud being into a puppy was so exciting.

Facing Cynthia's order, Ron smiled and laughed again: "It seems that you really can't tell who is the big king and the small king. Since you want to step on me, then I will fulfill your wish.

Cynthia, I order you to sit on the table and take off your shoes and step on me. By the way, remember to do it with both feet together. You don’t need to take off your stockings or anything like that.”

Cynthia: “!!!”

Feeling Ron's powerful mental power, she felt as if she had been deceived.

Chapter 55: Oiling the soles of feet

According to Cynthia's initial calculations, Ron, who was severely mentally exhausted, could only control her for a few minutes at most.

From the moment she felt Ron's tremendous mental power, she knew she was wrong.

He was clearly hiding his incompetence and tempting himself to be deceived.

But...he did it.

The highly anticipated sixth-level mental defense scroll was useless in front of Ron. At this time, Cynthia could only hope that he would fall first.

"How did you guess that?"

During the questioning, Cynthia's body jumped uncontrollably onto the wooden table in front of Ron. She kicked off her leather shoes to the left and right, exposing her two long legs wrapped in delicate white silk to the air.

Compared to Penny's slender legs, Cynthia's legs are fuller, which is a visual feedback that gives people a fulfilling experience.

The white stockings are tight around the body, and the absolute area under the skirt is eye-catching.

The golden sunlight fell on Cynthia's feet, and Ron could peek at her fair skin through the holes in the white silk.

Ron, who witnessed the two feet attacking his lower abdomen, answered honestly: "In fact, Ivna has also used a similar method, and she also failed. Don't you think this is a coincidence?

Ivna is actually quite stubborn. If you hadn't pushed her into the abyss, she wouldn't have become obedient. I really have to thank you, senior. It was you who gave Ivna to me.

Senior sister, you are such a good person. Not only did you help your niece, but you also helped yourself. I was so moved that I almost cried."

Ron was in a very good mood. It didn't matter whether he could move or not. What mattered was that Cynthia could move herself and he could completely passively enjoy her service.

Cynthia: “…”

His words were murderous and heartbreaking. She felt full of guilt when she thought that it was because of him that Ivna fell.

She took a deep breath and forced herself not to look at the abnormality under her feet: "You will regret it. The binding effect of the sixth-level scroll can last at least half an hour. Can your magic really last that long?

I don't believe you, you are just bluffing, once your mental strength is exhausted, I will be the winner in the end."

Ron glanced at her flexible feet and said, "You may be thinking too much. Since I can control your body, I can also order you to commit suicide. Aren't you worried about losing your life?"

“I certainly considered it, but I didn’t think you’d dare to kill me.

If I died, Chris would definitely suspect you and investigate you. I don't think you are capable enough to deal with her rage, otherwise you wouldn't have repeatedly emphasized not to resist while casting a spell on Chris. "

Even though her feet had touched the real thing, Cynthia's mind was still working very fast.

Ron's lips curled up into a smile: "Senior sister, you still think I am too kind. What if I order you to kill Chris? What will she think of you when she wakes up and sees me tied to the chair?"

Cynthia was anxious: "Seeing is not necessarily believing. I have no motive to hurt her. Chris will not be deceived by you so easily."

Although she said so, she was actually very panicked. Ron's "magic" could do many incredible things.

As long as he wanted to tease her, she wouldn't know how she died.

The more Cynthia thought about it, the more terrified she became. How could such terrifying magic exist in this world?

"Forget it. There's no point in fighting. Since you want to see how long I can last, I'll show you. But before that, you have to take off the white silk on your right leg. I want to compare the difference between wearing it and not wearing it."

Ron glanced at the mental attribute of 350 and issued a new order. The extra 40 points were the feedback from Chris just now.

Thirty seconds to exchange 40 attribute points is a bit short, but the effect is surprisingly good.

"You shameless bastard, you will die a miserable death. How could you let me do such a shameful thing... Stop it, please don't do this. My feet are for walking, not for you to play with."

Cynthia was so excited that Ron almost made her cry.

At this moment, she wanted to pounce on Ron and die together with him, but her body did not listen to her.

So Cynthia took off the white silk stockings on her right leg under Ron's admiring gaze.

The white and tender little feet are so lovely under the shining sunlight, soft and fragrant like the most exquisite delicacy.

"Senior seems to be very resistant. In that case, just cover your eyes with stockings. If you don't see it, it means it didn't happen."

Ron issued new orders, challenging Cynthia's psychological limits again and again.

The stockings covered her eyes and in the blink of an eye her vision became mostly dark.

Cynthia sniffed the fragrance from the stockings and felt embarrassed. She felt the hotness of her feet and the outline of the toy appeared in her mind.

The toys lost in the bathroom were found.

Ron encouraged her generously: "Perform well, I hope you'll be better than Yvna."

"No, I don't want to show off, I just want to stomp you to death, asshole!"

Cynthia rarely uttered a swear word. The strong sense of shame made her thinking confused and her head hot, and her two cute ears turned red.

"You are so disobedient. Since you feel it is not enough, I will satisfy you."

Ron thought for a moment and looked at the pen in Cynthia's hand: "How about this, write my name on your body, remember to write it on the inside of your thigh. By the way, my full name is Ron Colette, so don't make a mistake, senior sister."

"You are shameless! You are perverted! You are insane! You have done so many evil things that it is hard to describe..."

The blush spread from her cheeks to her neck, and even her toes turned pink.

Ron showed an enjoyable look in his eyes: "The scolding sounds nice, scold more, it will be a great help."

Cynthia: “…”

As time passed, she not only felt the scorching heat, but also the numbness of the pen tip sliding across her skin. Even though she couldn't see it with her own eyes, she could tell from the strokes that Ron's name was branded on her body, accompanied by his scorching gaze.

After another ten minutes, Cynthia was soiled.

The stockings were stained, the feet were soiled, and the pure white paper was stained with Ron's color.

That was not all. The damn Ron actually asked her to take off the white silk covering her eyes to clean herself, and then asked her to put it back on after she was done.

The moment she put on the little leather shoes, Cynthia almost fainted.

She could hardly stand still because of Ron's scent. Every time she moved, she felt like she was stepping on cooking oil.

Looking at Ron again, he was in good shape and energetic, with no sign of decadence at all.

Cynthia felt a little unconfident for a moment. Could it be that his magic could really last for half an hour?

Fear spread in her heart, and she began to think about what would happen if she failed. Given Ron's personality, he would probably bully her severely.

Seeing Cynthia's expression change, Ron teased, "What's wrong? Are you scared? If you squat on the ground and imitate a cat's meow now, I might forgive you."

As he spoke, he lifted the hypnosis and returned control of the body to Cynthia.

"Boom!"

Cynthia's feet slipped and she almost fell, and she could only stand by leaning on the wooden table.

She was about to take off her stockings without a second thought, but Ron stopped her: "Don't take them off, or I'll get them on your legs. When you lose the stockings to cover them, Chris will definitely notice your abnormality."

Cynthia really stopped when she heard Ron's threat. She gritted her teeth and said, "I can agree to your bet."

Since she couldn't test Ron's depth, she would just keep her head down and circumvent him for the time being. She believed that after Ivna knew the truth, she would definitely stay away from Ron.

Ron: "It's too late to agree now. The bargaining chips have changed. You have to increase your bargaining chips. Otherwise, why can't I have them all?"

Cynthia was in a dilemma. Ron's limbs were tied up and he couldn't move, but she couldn't muster the urge to resist.

He was like a hunter who wanted to toy with his prey; every move he made could not be hidden from his eyes.

She sat down at the table again and whispered, "I am the only chip left."

"No, you have other leverage."

Ron used his eyes to indicate Chris's presence: "Since it's a one-for-one exchange, I think it's not a loss to exchange Chris for Yvna, what do you think?"

Cynthia shook her head repeatedly: "Are you asking me to betray Chris? No, this is absolutely not possible!"

Ron said calmly: "It doesn't matter, you can disagree, but the consequence is that I will take action against Yvna."

He was forcing Cynthia to make a choice, forcing her to be the bad guy.

No matter what choice she makes, she can't avoid being exploited by me, unless she is willing to rush up and fight with me.

But it was obvious that Cynthia, who had just been rushed by him, did not have the courage to fight with him.

She is almost as simple as Yvna, and her willpower is even weaker than Yvna's.

Seeing that Cynthia was confused, Ron began to guide her: "In fact, you don't need to blame yourself too much. Whether you help me or not, Chris's outcome is already determined. Those who use me will not have a good ending.

Besides, she is Ivna's rival in love. As Ivna's aunt, isn't it natural for you to help her fight against her rival?"

"???"

Cynthia widened her beautiful eyes, this logic was a bit too twisted.

Do you want to take a look at what nonsense you are talking about?

It's right to help your niece fight her love rival, but aren't you the one who benefits in the end?

Once she agreed, she would be the culprit who cheated on Ivna.

No, Ron and Yvna weren't really a couple, so that was fine.

Chapter 56: Night Attack Plan

After a series of friendly negotiations, Cynthia finally agreed to Ron's proposal.

But she said she was only willing to be a wingman and would not do anything too excessive.

Ron happily agreed to this. What he wanted was to let Cynthia break through her bottom line step by step instead of really asking her to do something.

"Oh!"

After the duration of the control scroll ended, Ron broke free from the rope. He twisted his sore neck, stood up and asked, "You should have some hidden cards, do you want to try again?"

Cynthia said frustratedly: "Even if I hide my cards, what's the use? Aren't you hiding your weaknesses too?

I can't think of any way to restrain you. Even if I kill you by force, I'll have to take the risk of the image stone being leaked.

I'm tired, just consider it my bad luck, should you be satisfied with what I said?"

Ron smiled brightly: "A wise decision."

He patted Cynthia's head and hypnotized her again: "You see, I can even use magic like this many times in a row, so if you have any bad intentions, you'd better keep them in your heart."

After Ron planted the seed of self-doubt in her heart, he swaggered towards the gate. Before his figure disappeared, a mocking voice came back:

"Go wake Chris up. A half-hour nap is enough."

For the sake of long-term development, how could he let Chris get enough sleep?

Only Chris, who doesn't get enough sleep, will need him, and he can take this opportunity to continuously improve his attributes.

He was happy, but someone was angry.

"Ron you're a beast!"

Listen, the senior student in the wooden house is praising him.

"Boom!"