Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

"Hey, wake up, do you know you were wrong?" Lin Jiu'an patted Bawanxi's little face.

Bawanxi's mouth was wide open, her beautiful eyes still wet with tears, and her pupils, which were almost invisible, were trembling slightly, as if she could no longer hear Lin Jiu'an's voice.

It's been a long time.

She slowly relaxed her tense limbs from the impact of that immense magic and lay down weakly.

Came alive.

After a long while, Bawanshi finally caught her breath, her beautiful eyes, which had been staring blankly at the ceiling, gradually regained their sparkle.

"How is it, Bavanshi?"

Meryuchina, who had just finished recording, came to Bavanshi's side.

"I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"...Um."

Bawanshi glanced weakly at Melyuchina, then at the ceiling, and finally made a sound fainter than the flapping of a mosquito's wings.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter as he recalled what had just happened.

So, this thing that made Meiliuqina so obsessed, even to the point of betraying her mother, was actually so enjoyable?

"Is she okay?"

Seeing Bawanxi's expression gradually change from a broken face to a smile, Lin Jiu'an looked at Mei Liuqina.

"He can't be crazy..."

The word 'crazy' was left unsaid.

Lin Jiu'an saw Ba Wanxi suddenly come to her senses and look up at him.

"It's not over yet~"

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at the same time.

In Bagst's room.

Bagst was lying in bed, tossing and turning in pain.

As soon as Bagst closed her eyes, all she could think of was the overwhelming power, exquisite skills, and unparalleled, overwhelming strength that Lin Jiu'an exuded when their swords clashed. Her body began to heat up uncontrollably.

"No, no."

"Baghster, you should be way past the age of falling in love based solely on performance!"

"Absolutely not, that's His Majesty's fiancé, it's absolutely unacceptable."

The effort to suppress his desires brought Bagst extreme pain and an even stronger urge to seduce him.

"His Majesty and he are not married yet."

After a long while, as if he had finally found an excuse to convince himself, Bagst's conflicted and tense expression gradually relaxed, and he murmured words of comfort to himself.

Then Bagst's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

That's right, Lin Jiu'an hasn't married His Majesty Morgan yet, and they're not even engaged.

It was only said verbally in private.

Even if she goes to find Lin Jiu'an now, it wouldn't be considered betraying His Majesty Morgan. Besides, who knows, when His Majesty Morgan is about to marry Lin Jiu'an, she might get tired of him and stop liking him?

Besides, even if they still like him by then, His Majesty hasn't married Lin Jiu'an yet, so they're competing fairly.

His Majesty probably won't blame me, right?

“It’s alright, Bagst, it’s alright.”

While comforting himself, Bagst left the bedroom and arrived at Lin Jiu'an's room.

The two maids who were originally guarding the door of Lin Jiu'an's room had left at some point, leaving the doorway empty.

Bagst went straight to the door.

He was raising his hand to knock on the door.

Suddenly, Bagst caught a whiff of something, stopped what she was doing, frowned slightly, and twitched her nose. The smell, which was impossible for a human to detect through the door, was so pungent to her.

"This is?"

Bagst paused, looking at the closed doorway of the room, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Did his two women sneak in?

Although it's a bit far-fetched and can't explain why it has this smell, it seems like that's the only possibility right now.

There are bad women!

Chapter Twenty-Two: Bavanshi: How can you call the princess's affair stealing food?

Bagst didn't have time to think, and without knocking, he pushed the door in front of him open.

And then the door was pushed open.

An extremely strong, strange smell hit him, and just that smell alone made Bagst's mind, which was already in a special state, go blank for a moment. His breath felt unconsciously hot, but Bagst couldn't care less about that now.

If Lin Jiu'an escapes, that would be a huge problem!

The next moment, the scene in the room came into view.

There are no women.

Only Lin Jiu'an was sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling up his pants.

His pants were just pulled up to his knees, and he was slightly bent over with his hands on the sides of the loose pants. When he heard the sound at the door, Lin Jiu'an paused in pulling up his pants, looked up and met Bagst's frozen eyes.

For a moment, the room was eerily quiet.

Lin Jiu'an didn't move, and neither did Bagst.

After what seemed like a few seconds or even longer, Lin Jiu'an finally asked, "Should I pull up my pants?"

"Uh, um, um, um, um, I'm so sorry!"

Bagst's face turned visibly red, and he stammered, "I... I was passing by your room and smelled something was off. I thought something had happened to you, so I just opened the door. I'm so sorry!"

"Well, it's nothing really. Something did happen, but could you please keep it a secret?"

Bagst looked at the pants that Lin Jiu'an had pulled up.

The scene I had just witnessed flashed through my mind.

Even in her sleep, it was enough to shock her, and the scent in her mind caused her to start having all sorts of wild thoughts again.

"W-What secret?"

Lin Jiu'an first looked behind Bagst.

Bagst hesitated for a moment, then blushed and went into the house and closed the door.

"This is it." Lin Jiu'an pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

Bagst then noticed the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, as if someone was taking a shower.

"This is?"

"It's what you think it is."

Bagst instinctively wanted to refuse.

The other party is His Majesty's fiancé, and as His Majesty's knight, she should not help him conceal such a matter.

But Bagst hesitated when he got to the words.

As Bagst's gaze fell upon Lin Jiu'an's extremely handsome face, she felt her heart pounding rapidly. Her peripheral vision involuntarily drifted down to the clapping trousers, her mind replaying what she had just witnessed and the scent that still had an unparalleled impact on her sensitive sense of smell.

Bagst's throat moved slightly, much to his dismay.

and.

Bagst's gaze fell on Lin Jiu'an's upper body, who still looked about eighteen years old.

Now he was only wearing a pair of pants, and the sharp lines of his upper body muscles were so perfect that they seemed to be the perfect proportions sculpted by the most skilled sculptor in ancient Greece who was favored by the gods. The size was just right, and he exuded an aura of hormones that could drive women crazy.

Her loyalty to the knight made her refuse.

But her female instincts, driven by desire, prevented her from speaking.

After all, if the other person doesn't mind having relationships with other girls, doesn't that mean I also have a chance?

"Bagster."

Seeing Bagst staring intently at his sharply defined abs and muscular physique, he almost drooled.

Lin Jiu'an suddenly spoke.

"Ah, sigh."

Bagst then came to his senses, and looked up in a panic, only to meet Lin Jiu'an's gaze again.

"The aroma of fruit wine".

As if intoxicated by the fragrance of fruit wine, which is as beautiful as a voice and breath, one can make the target drunk with just a glance. If there is no magical defense, one's thoughts will be instantly melted away.

This is an ability that Lin Jiu'an plundered from Shuten-dōji, and it is two levels higher than Diarmuid's "C" Love Mark.

Although Bagst, as a Servant, has a strong resistance to charm, her magic resistance is only "C+" under the Berserk state. In addition, Bagst already had inappropriate thoughts about Lin Jiu'an, and just now she was drooling over that scent, that sleeping dragon, and his well-defined muscles. So, in the instant their eyes met...

Bagst fell.

Seeing the glistening tears on Bagst's lips, Lin Jiu'an found it somewhat amusing.

He'd seen plenty of infatuated women, but this was the first time he'd ever seen one drooling like that.

Lin Jiu'an walked directly towards Bagst.

The sudden movement startled Bagst, who instinctively backed away nervously, somewhat afraid to look Lin Jiu'an in the eye.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Lin Jiu'an approached Bagst and raised his hand.

Is he trying to kiss me?

Should I agree or not refuse?

As Bagst was lost in thought, she saw Lin Jiu'an's finger curl the corner of her lips.

"My mouth is watering."

Bagst was extremely embarrassed and suddenly felt like dying.

Fortunately, Lin Jiu'an did not continue the conversation on this topic, but instead asked, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

I think you've become aroused.

As a noblewoman, Bagst would never dare to say such a thing. Slightly nervous, she asked, "Um, I'm curious, why are you so strong? If possible, could you teach me how to become stronger?"

"No problem at all."

"really?"

Bagst's eyes lit up.

Even the embarrassment of the dog drooling during its heat has lessened considerably.

She had only blurted out what she didn't know, but now, upon reflection, she realized that her casual remark was almost perfect. If the other person agreed, she could not only learn from them and become stronger, but also spend more time with them through the process.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Lin Jiu'an turned around and walked to the sofa next to the fireplace to sit down.

Bagst followed suit, not sitting on the sofa but sitting on the ground in front of Lin Jiu'an like a well-behaved puppy.

Aren't you going to sit on the sofa?

"It's alright, you are strong, and also..."

After a pause, Bagst still didn't say "Your Majesty's future husband," but instead said, "As the weaker party, I naturally have to show obedience to you."

Looking at Bagst's submissive demeanor, Lin Jiu'an couldn't help but scrutinize her.