Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

She had just come to this thought when she heard Charles say:

"Although I don't want to do this, I heard... I heard that you witches can control your own bodies and decide whether to give birth to offspring, right?"

"Ah!" Lacie couldn't help but let out a small cry of surprise, "No, who told you that? We witches..."

She wanted to deny it, but Charles interrupted her again:

"I want to hear your honest truth."

Not sure if it was because of the master-servant contract that had not yet been abolished, Lacie hesitated for a while, and finally answered reluctantly and shamefully in a low voice:

"……Yes."

"That means I can use the master-servant contract to force you to have offspring with me, right?"

“…Yes, that’s right.”

"That……"

Ciel was silent for a moment, but finally shook his head:

"I still intend to respect your opinion. If you don't want to, then forget it. I won't force you to have offspring with me..."

Lacey heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that, and thought that Charles really couldn't do such an outrageous thing.

But before she could completely vent her anger, she heard Charles say:

"But the premise is that you don't completely irritate me. Just like before, I have to admit that sometimes I really can't guess what you are thinking. You appear to be resisting on the surface, but in bed, you are really a little too..."

He thought about it and tried to find the right adjective:

"……enjoy?"

She was reluctant but also willing. She knew she was going to be rejected. She said she disagreed but she was still a little expectant in her heart. Her body's reaction was very honest.

In the end, a certain idiot would still have his eyes blurry and his mind unclear, with his white and tender feet hooked around his waist like a bow, constantly making pleasant sounds that sounded like urging or sighing.

Even though the hero had never asked her to do anything or call her anything, she was so self-conscious that it was almost...

I can't wait.

After the truth was pointed out to her bluntly, Miss Witch's face turned completely red from her cheeks to the base of her neck, and she almost burst into steam with a "woo-woo" sound.

"Don't say that...Don't say that anymore!"

Even though Charles didn't say anything and even just mentioned a word, Lacie became furious like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She lowered her head and pressed it against Charles' chest, as if she wanted to smash her head against it and die there, or wanted to turn into a dump truck and die together with Charles.

But Charles was not going to listen to her this time. He continued seriously:

"So I really can't figure out what you're thinking. I just feel like you seem to... quite look forward to being bullied by me, even in bed - I even consulted Ms. Verliden about this matter, and she told me that you have such an awkward personality, so no matter what you say, just listen to it the other way around."

Xia paused, and his voice became slightly lowered:

"So, if my judgment is correct and Ms. Verliden's answer is also correct, does that mean..."

Like a predator stalking its prey, he asked Lacielle to raise her head, then looked straight into her eyes:

"You seem unwilling to have offspring with me, but in fact, you are quite looking forward to it?"

"???"

Lacey thought, stop! How is this possible? Am I crazy to think about having a child for a man?

So she quickly clarified:

"It's not that I don't have it, I..."

But the more she denied it, the more it seemed to indirectly confirm the credibility of Charles' words.

As the saying goes, "The more the enemy opposes me, the more it proves that I am right."

Finally, Lacie was left with no other options. In order to avoid the fate of getting pregnant today, she had no choice but to say in despair:

"How about...how about we talk about why I used hypnosis on you...?"

But the problem is actually very simple.

She considered herself a man and was unwilling to admit that she was a feminine, but she fell in love with Charles.

If that's the case, someone has to be feminine, so why not Ciel?

Although she also knew that as long as Ciel activated the forbidden spell again, the hypnosis spell she cast on him would be immediately lifted - so it was not so much a denial of reality, but rather a vent of dissatisfaction with the world that turned her into a witch...

"Perhaps, there is still a little bit of a spoiled feeling?"

The witch thought so, but she would not admit it. She actually wanted Ciel to know a little bit...

She wanted to tell Charles that she was actually a man before.

[To be continued]

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26. Actually

Until she met Charles, Lacele still insisted that she was a man.

Manly or not, she is so manly!

Although her current body is that of a beautiful girl of extremely high purity.

Her breasts and buttocks are particularly plump, but her waist and legs are very slender, with good proportions. She has a perfect figure for a safe delivery. She is fragrant and soft, and it must feel good to hold her in your arms.

However, Lacier really had no interest in creating a clone to hug herself, and she didn't want to be hugged by anyone, so after coming to Pan-Continent, she always carefully kept a distance from all opposite sexes...

Except for Charles.

Or maybe she wanted to see the "virtue walking in the world", what kind of guy is the rumored "Hero of Light", and what is the difference between him and the heroes in the popular sense described in the light novels and games she read in her previous life...

In short, due to multiple reasons, Lacie finally chose to break the rules she set and provoked Charles.

Then it got out of hand.

There is no such thing as regret medicine in her hometown, and the same is true for Pangaea. Time is destined to be irreversible, and things that have happened are difficult to change - but if she is given a chance to go back to the past, she will definitely...

The thoughts that were originally as powerful and unstoppable as a landslide suddenly got stuck.

The witch lady raised her head involuntarily and looked into the eyes of the brave man who held her waist tightly, almost forcing her to stay in his arms.

"..."

In just a short moment, just like Poland that was attacked by lightning, it was both running away and surrendering. Miss Witch withdrew her gaze with a guilty look.

"Will it, will it?" She couldn't help but think, "It shouldn't be...right?"

She also didn't know if she would make the same mistake again.

She could only say that she couldn't say it.

As for why it’s hard to explain…I’m afraid that those who really want to understand will understand it this time.

But whether you understand it or not, she is undoubtedly a macho!

Even though she was a whole head shorter than Charles when they stood together; even though she had already shamelessly called Charles "husband" and "master"; even though there was almost no trace of her previous life left in her and she no longer had any masculine qualities.

But who says she can't be a macho man?

As long as she thinks she is a macho, then she is a macho - even if she has to call Charles husband and wear a maid outfit that symbolizes humiliation and submission... she, Lacie, is invincible in the world!

What kind of macho are you, bro?

She is a tough guy!

Lacele thought she needed to prove to the hero that she had a strong man, so she raised her head again.

This time, she will definitely not be afraid before the battle!

She wanted to tell Charles that the reason why she had been so stubborn and could not accept the fact that she had been conquered was because of the remaining male dignity in her heart.

But after meeting Charles' iron-gray, calm and heavy eyes, all the words she had prepared melted like cream, flowing down her throat into her stomach, and finally turned into some kind of overly sticky and messy emotion that made her uncomfortable.

She wanted to run away again.

A cowardly lizard is a cowardly lizard. It is not shameful to admit defeat. It is shameful to be stubborn and then be liquidated and enter the defeat CG stage.

It's shameful, so what? If I don't embarrass myself, who will?

After thinking about it, she said resolutely:

"Anyway, I can't possibly give birth to a child for you... I've already agreed to marry you and give birth to a child for you? You're just dreaming. You've taken all the good things!"

Charles didn't understand why the witch lady, who had just softened, suddenly became hard again, and even looked like she was ready to give it her all.

Her expression seemed to say, "There is no turning back on this matter!"

Charles stared at her in silence for a moment, then finally asked:

"Then why did you use hypnosis on me just now?"

"Because as long as I hypnotize you into a beautiful girl, then I won't be considered to be giving birth to a man's child!"

——Rachel wanted to answer like this.

But she didn't dare.

She only dared to put on an appearance of being tough and steadfast, while she clenched her pearly teeth and pursed her cherry-colored lips.

Did not say!

Absolutely not!

I won’t tell you even if you beat me to death!

According to her observation, Charles was a straight man, completely different from her, who had been corroded by the witch's body and distorted by various hormones and other people's opinions.

Put yourself in her shoes and think about it. If she were Ciel, would she be able to accept that her partner, the witch body that she sleeps with, actually contains a male soul?

Maybe some people can accept it, or even enjoy it.

They would say you smell so good, brother, and say the witch tastes really good.

But they were not the Shire, and the Shire did not belong to them.

Lacele felt that Charles might not be able to accept it.

There is no doubt that Charles is a traditionalist with a conservative mindset. It might be a bit too difficult for him to accept the fact that she was originally a man. If she really told him the truth...

"How will Ciel react?"

Rachel couldn't help thinking:

"Will you find it hard to believe? Will you feel disgusted? Or will you quickly accept the reality? Or even think that this is not bad?"

She thought the first two might be bigger, but she also felt that the first two might be smaller.

"Will he dislike me? Will he look at me like a monster? He might even say something unpleasant to me and think I'm deceiving him..."

Rachel tried to imagine the scene.

——The hero tried hard to suppress his anger and to maintain his calm, with a cold, disappointed and disgusted expression on his face.

"roll!"

Would he say that?

Rachel didn't know. Maybe she should feel sad. In fact, she was already very sad. But for some reason, she had an inexplicable sense of anticipation.

Sometimes it's like tearing off the barbs next to your nails with skin and flesh, bloody and painful because your fingers are connected to your heart, but you feel refreshed, as if you have avenged your hatred. Or, it's like saying out loud one of your most private secrets in public, and feeling excited and stimulated by the sense of taboo.

Perhaps it was at this moment that she suddenly realized...

It turned out that she had been eager to tell Charles the truth.

She wanted Charles to understand her, to understand the real her that she usually hid deep in her heart, even if doing so might lead to consequences that she didn't want to see, but she...

She could hardly control herself.

"So the reason why I gave it all away and let Ciel take advantage of me was because I felt guilty and felt that I had concealed the truth and was sorry for him?"

The witch realized it belatedly and thought in a daze.