Chapter 11: A Charm That Provokes People to Crime While Milia was daydreaming, the lock of the door, which was originally closed, made a clicking sound. Millia raised her head. It should be time for Ino to bring her food. Although I am imprisoned here, except for not being able to go out, my life is pretty good every day. She stood up and walked to the door, intending to talk to Ino about Lear, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw that terrifying face. Lear held the dinner tray in his hand, looking down at Miria with a gentle smile on his face. "Long time no see, my dear princess." …… It seemed as if time had stopped in the room. Millia stood there blankly. After a long while, she showed a panicked expression and let out a scream. The girl stepped back in panic, ran directly to the bed, wrapped herself in the soft quilt, and looked at Lear at the door tremblingly.
Looking at Milia's actions, Lear raised his eyebrows, put the dinner plate on the table by the window, opened the curtains, and said with a hurt tone: "Your attitude really makes me sad. I asked Ino to serve you well these past few days. Shouldn't you say thank you to me?" Miria listened to Lear's words and bit her lip. What kind of words are these? You are the prisoner, the victim, but you want to thank the perpetrator? Seeing that Milia didn't say anything, Li Er shrugged, sat on the chair and began to enjoy lunch. There was a lot of food on the plate, enough for two people. He stuffed the beef into his mouth, swallowed it, and looked at Miria. "Would you like to come and eat something? This is for two people. If I finish it soon, you can only eat what I leave." Millia remained unmoved. As she smelled the aroma of the gravy, her stomach growled involuntarily. In the quiet room, the voice was particularly clear. The girl's face suddenly turned red. Lear tilted his head and glanced at Miria, but didn't say much. "You should know that His Majesty asked me and Eric to duel tomorrow to decide your fiancé." Millia listened quietly. She also knew about this matter. It was because of this that she secretly ran out to see Lear. Between Eric and Lear, she still prefers Lear, after all, there is a huge difference in their appearance. Eric seemed to her like a greasy little fat boy, but Lear was different. So when she learned that the Duke of Norton's son had ideas about her engagement, she wanted to tell Lear, but she didn't expect to see Lear performing the ceremony and was arrested. She couldn't help feeling a little aggrieved, because she had come here for Lear's sake! When I met Lear at a banquet before, he seemed very cold but behaved very gentlemanly. Was he just pretending? Lear found it a little strange to see Millia looking aggrieved and angry at times, but he didn't think much about it. He stuffed the last piece of beef into his mouth, leaving no piece for Milia. It's not intentional, it's just that my appetite has increased due to my recent sword practice. I'll ask Ino to prepare another one for Milia later... He shook his head and put down his fork.
Looking at Miria again, the girl also saw that Lear had finished his dinner with a hint of grievance in her eyes. The gentle sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating Miria's long silver hair. The smooth long hair seemed to sparkle in the sun, highlighting Millia's increasing beauty, making people unable to help but take a second look. Lear also looked at Millia, his eyes moving from top to bottom, finally seeing the exposed white neck. An inexplicable impulse suddenly appeared in his heart, making him want to take a bite of it. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and a faint red light appeared in Li Er's eyes. Noticing Lear's gaze, Millia lowered her head and looked at her body, then as if she had thought of something, she leaned against the head of the bed in panic. "What do you want to do?" What responded to him was Lear's strong masculine scent. Grabbing Milia's hand and pushing her against the head of the bed, Lear greedily felt the subtle fragrance. Milia was so frightened that her face turned red, and it took her several seconds to react. "What do you want to do! Let me go, you can't..." Before Milia could finish her words, Li Er bit her neck. Miria's eyes widened. A slight tingling sensation came from her ear, and her face instantly turned red like a fiery apple with shame and anger. She could feel Lear biting her skin and licking the blood from her wound. Although it didn't hurt much, the shyness of a young girl made her want to faint. Li Er continued to suck the girl's blood, as if he was tasting a rare delicacy, and it lasted for more than ten seconds. Millia finally couldn't bear it anymore. She used all her strength to push Lear down on the bed. "What are you doing?!" Millia shouted in shame and anger. Li Er blinked and looked at Miria's flushed face, feeling a little overwhelmed. What are you doing? Just now, as if driven by some force, he bit the skin on Millia's neck without hesitation. [The fear, shyness, and anger emotion fluctuation values of the carrier of the Chenxing Law source exceed 90%, and you gain 3% affinity with the Chenxing Law] A system panel popped up in front of him. Li Er took a quick look and closed it. His gaze fell on Milia again. The girl was glaring at him now. Her flushed cheeks, messy clothes and a trace of blood on her neck gave her a kind of charm that could tempt people to commit crimes. "You are my fiancée. It is normal for a couple to do something like this." Lear answered as if it was a matter of course. Milia bit her lip. She thought Lear would give some kind of explanation, but she didn't expect it to be such shameless and vulgar remarks! "I'm not your fiancée yet! You haven't defeated Eric yet!" Millia said angrily. "Do you wish to marry Eric?" Lear asked suddenly. "Who wants to marry that fat pig!" Milia retorted immediately. Li Er laughed, "Since you don't want to marry Eric, then you can only marry me. In that case, it should be okay for me to kiss you."
"you……" "Besides, you are my prisoner now. No matter what I do to you, you can't refuse." Lear continued without giving Millia a chance to speak. Milia gritted her teeth, clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, and tears welled up from the corners of her angry eyes again. How could there be such a scoundrel? She thought that as long as she behaved well, Lear would not make things difficult for her. After all, she was a princess. But it was less than a week and Lear dared to treat her like this! If she stayed there for too long, she didn’t dare to think about what would happen in the future! Millia couldn't help but think of the picture book she had seen in the palace, the story of a down-and-out noble daughter who was bought by the evil duke and ended up becoming a maid. Isn't my situation similar now? Her face became even redder. (End of this chapter)
