PFC Chapter 155 Tattoo Guidelines
Chapter 155 Tattoo Guidelines
Harassment?
That's more than just harassment.
The additional attribute of an S-level skill almost tempted Sean to sleep with you.
But do I dare to say this?
If I tell you, you won’t peel off my skin!
[No no. ]
Wang Wang didn't even think about it and just lied, "It was you who complained that you were thirsty, so Sean fed you water." ]
Irene was even more surprised when she heard this, "I'm just giving him water, why should I hit him?"
Because he feeds you with his mouth.
How about giving him water and drinking this way without hitting him?
After choking twice, Wang Wang added: "Because he doesn't seem to be good at serving others, and his hands and feet are rather clumsy."
[After working on it for a long time, I didn’t give you much water, but sprinkled it all over you.
[Then when he wiped the water on you, you may have thought that he was touching you, so you hit him. ]
"........."
After hearing what Wang Wang said, Eileen felt that it was somewhat credible.
Looking back on the past, I have never slept well, and I was more or less annoyed when I woke up.
Bad temper becomes more serious when you are drunk.
If someone messes with it, it will indeed get angry.
"Hey..." Irene sighed helplessly, feeling a little guilty:
"What about Sean? Was he badly beaten by me?"
Realizing that Eileen actually believed him, Wang Wang felt happy and quickly said:
[Yeah, it’s quite serious. Sean didn’t expect that you would suddenly attack him.
[And when you hit him, you had no control at all, and the magic power directly destroyed his defense.
[Not only was he severely injured in his private parts by you, he was also punched several times in the face and scratched on his neck.
[Anyway...when he left, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he looked very embarrassed. ]
"........."
Hearing what Wang Wang said, Irene was really speechless.
He opened the quilt and got off the bed.
Erin started rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to find the potion.
Wang Wang asked: [Mr. Ai, what are you doing? ]
"Of course I am looking for top-notch healing potions. I am very clear about the game I created.
"The reason why Eileen Orange is the most powerful magician in the Eaton Empire.
“It’s because her magic core belongs to the rare spiritual system.
"If this kind of spiritual magic power is not restrained in battle, it will be a powerful force.
"It will not only cause physical damage, but also have a huge impact on the mental power later on.
“Even the recovery from the wound is extremely slow.
"If it is not treated in time, it is likely to damage Sean's magic core and cause cracks."
Wang Wang was stunned when he heard this, looked at the +2 favorability score backstage, and asked:
[Mr. Ai, do you feel sorry for Sean? ]
"This is no longer a question of feeling distressed or not, this is a question of making up for the wrong things I did while drunk."
[But the most seriously injured part of his body may be his private parts... Don't you feel a little embarrassed? ]
The hand turning over the potion did not pause at all, and Eileen said while searching: "Of course it will be a little embarrassing.
“But someone kindly sent me back, but I beat them up, which is wrong.
"If you do something wrong, you should make up for it. I can't just ignore him just because I'm embarrassed, right?
"And I can guarantee that Sean will not dare to tell others that these injuries were caused by me.
"Or maybe he doesn't even dare to get treatment because he is afraid that others will see something.
"So, if I ignore him again because of embarrassing issues, it is really likely to leave sequelae.
"People can't be so selfish."
[Mr. Ai’s three views are true. Everything you said is right. ]
But... apart from a little skin injury, Sean didn't have any sequelae.
The power of his bloodline has roared against you unilaterally.
The magic you cast on him is not damaging to him, but giving.
Not only that, the power of his bloodline absorbed your magic power and became stronger.
You're worried that your magic might hurt his lower body, but you don't know...
The place where he absorbs the most magic power and is the healthiest is probably down there.
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The warm sunshine and gentle breeze in late autumn.
Royal Knights, training ground.
Sean frowned, put his hands behind his back, and looked seriously at Bastian who was competing on the field.
To outsiders, Sean at this time looked like a serious and responsible instructor.
But only Sean knew that his attention at this time was not on Bastian at all.
Ever since he came out of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion last night, the shadow of the Imperial Preceptor has always appeared in his mind.
Before the argument with Juvia, he could still deceive himself.
After his argument with Juvia, he not only realized his inner feelings.
He also allowed the power of blood to unilaterally roar against the National Preceptor.
The light honey-colored eyes turned into dark green.
Even the wolf head tattoo on his chest appeared.
He was the one who was sorry for Rodis, betrayed Rodis' trust and betrayed his loyalty.
It was because he couldn't control himself that he had evil thoughts and acted wantonly against the Imperial Master.
Therefore, when sending Juvia to the ancestral hall and ancestral home, he also transformed into a beast form.
Willingly accept the severe punishment that "betrayal" brings.
Sean originally thought that the backlash of the oath would torture him to pieces.
But when the thunder struck, he discovered that the power of blood in his body was protecting him.
That is the magic power that remains in him, Master National Preceptor.
They formed a barrier, protecting his internal organs and resisting the rolling thunder.
The woman he loved was actually protecting him.
That warm feeling from deep within the soul...
He was so happy that he was trembling all over and fearless!
What to do, Rodis.
I know that is your wife, and I also know that is my future mistress.
But I just can't help it.
I... fell in love.
I want to apologize to you, and I also want to apologize to the National Preceptor.
But I dare not.
I don't even have the courage to say "I'm sorry" to you.
Clench your fists tightly and tighten your eyebrows.
Sean, with bulging veins, looked as ugly as possible.
Everyone standing aside felt his low pressure and fell silent.
They didn't know what Sean was thinking, they thought Sean was angry.
It's because Bastian's swordsmanship has not improved at all.
No one dared to get close, but Rubens was straightforward and could not hide things.
He glanced at Bastian who was being tortured on the training ground, then at Sean, and approached to persuade:
"Deputy Commander, don't be angry, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is actually working hard.
"His magic core is different from ordinary people. He can't gather demons. We can't rush, take it slow... Huh?"
Before he finished speaking, Rubens sniffed his nose and said doubtfully:
"Deputy commander, why do you smell a faint smell of blood? Are you injured?"
Last night at the ancestral hall, thunder struck down, only a little flesh was injured.
The fists behind his back were clenched tighter, Sean's eyes darkened, "It's okay."
"How could it be okay?" Rubens frowned,
"I can smell blood. The wound must be very deep. You'd better go to the medical room and have a look."
"Really not..."
Before Sean could finish his words, he felt a heat in his chest.
The wolf head tattoo is hot, and the roar of blood power is very obvious.
The Imperial Master is nearby.
Where is she?
The direction pointed by the tattoo seems to be the medical room.