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"if not?"

Ian looked around and all he saw was golden wheat.

At this moment, it seemed to be the autumn harvest season in Britain - the man could even smell the fragrance hidden in the air.

Hmm...it tastes a bit like the one Mary gave me.

"Who would be willing to beg another man to humiliate them in a place like this? If this isn't 'ravage', what is it?"

"I see."

Mary nodded.

She seemed completely unaffected by the man's words, and continued to move towards him as usual.

"That--"

"Isn't this possible? I...can't I beg you to 'ravage' me in a place like this?"

"..."

【…】

【…】

【…】

This time, although he didn't hear the words he originally heard, Ian felt his blood boiling.

That is……

The most indulgent and wildest one.

"Mei Li, do you know how serious the consequences of talking to a man like this will be?"

Ian said this, and then slowly moved towards where Mary was.

But the Flower Magician did not dodge, but was very docile.

"I do not know."

"But you can let me know."

"..."

"..."

Having said that, all further discussion seems meaningless at this moment.

There was a crash.

Rice ears flew all over the sky, and a few frightened birds jumped up from the fields where they could have eaten their fill and flew towards the boundless blue sky.

He and she also fell into the magical golden light at this moment.

Use the ground as your bed and the sky as your blanket.

The Flower Magician took off his old disguise and came before him.

"Ian, come on."

"This is... the way we 'love'."

"..."

Facing Mary who said these words expressionlessly, the man began to have playful thoughts.

"Merry—"

"That's not the usual way."

"Not the usual way?"

Mary, lying in the wheat ears, showed a puzzled expression.

"What could that be?"

"It's a real 'humiliation'."

The man said so, and then began to act according to Mary's wishes.

Only this time——

The Flower Magician will experience things he has never experienced before.

【…】

【…】

【…】

【…】

I don’t know how long it took, but the sun had quietly climbed up the British sky.

The golden sunlight flows into every corner it can enter, driving away all the original darkness.

Logically speaking...

This kind of weather should make people in the wheat fields feel a little hot.

but--

At this moment, Mary did not feel any heat.

On the contrary...

She just felt cold all over, as if someone had poured something all over her head.

Hmm...it also tastes a bit like dried fish.

Although it's weird, it's very enjoyable.

Mary covered her cleavage. Not long ago, this place belonged to the man in front of her, but now it finally returned to her hands.

She said softly:

“So, there is such a method?”

"I...learned."

"You are indeed someone who can make me experience many feelings that I couldn't experience before."

"Ian, I 'love' you."

"..."

Looking at Mary opening her arms towards him and her "confession" which was so straightforward that even her girlfriends could not match it, Ian was not moved at all.

Because he knew that the "love" she spoke of was not the "love" he understood at all.

But -

A wilder, more suffocating emotion.

It's probably hard to describe it as pure "sex".

after all……

Ian looked at her in front of him.

This flower magician from the Age of Gods had indeed been drenched from head to toe, which was why he felt cool in such weather.

only……

It’s hard to say what to use to shower it.

"Okay, I see."

"Merry... let's get out of here first."

"Well—whatever you say is what it is."

[You suddenly can hear the voice in your ear again.]

【Meili is as well-behaved as a cat around you.】

[You find that she seems to have reached the same level as Mashu—or even more exaggerated.]

【because……】

[Her sense of shame seemed to have disappeared during those long years.]

【And more importantly——】

She really enjoys the feeling of not being treated as a human being.

This is a river in the distance of the wheat field.

Because of the scorching sun, no one will come here now.

So for the next period of time, only Ian and Mary will rest here.

only--

Looking at the clothes neatly folded by Mary and placed by the river, the man felt a headache.

This guy Meili...

Do you really not know how terrible it is for someone to walk around in the river so boldly in front of you?

"There are fish."

As Mary said this, she returned to the man.

"As expected... this is the time when Britain is at its most powerful."

"..."

Although Mary said it expressionlessly, Ian couldn't keep his eyes focused on the fish.

Because the Flower Magician had drawn too many guiding arrows on his skin—especially...

But she herself didn't seem to mind at all.

"Merry, you..."

"What's wrong?" Mary looked at Ian and suddenly understood something. "I know - talking to you like this is not respectful enough, is it?"

"Ah, what?"

Before the man could react, Mary had already squatted in front of him like a kitten, and the fish she had just caught was also in her mouth.

Then, in a muffled voice, she said;

"I'm sorry—I was wrong. Please forgive me."

"..."

Ian felt helpless.

He still didn't understand why it turned out like this - and how he got here.

but……

Mary is quite amusing in this way.

The man sitting under the tree took the fish out of her mouth and then pressed her head against his chest.

"What makes you want to catch fish all of a sudden? You're a magician, not a fisherman, right?"

“Because it tastes similar.”

“It tastes very similar.”

"Yeah." Meili nodded, "Just like you just did on my face..."

"stop."

Ian stopped Mary's comment in time.

"Okay, that's the end of this topic."

As the man spoke, his hand slid down Meili's back, preparing a bargaining chip for conversation.

He already roughly understood what kind of communication environment Mary liked - she really liked being controlled.

So……