I refuse the witch [wear game]

Chapter VIII

The Iya Monastery was located in the border town of Isnoah, and further west was the Kono Rift Valley. The abyss under the rift valley was burning with unextinguishable demonic flames. From time to time, the demonic flames would rush straight up, burning both sides of the abyss into a scorched earth no-man's land.

It was also because of the existence of the Rift Valley and the Demon Flame that a natural gully was formed between the Bolensat Empire and the Pegamon Federation. Due to differences in beliefs and customs, there had been constant friction between the two countries in the past. If it weren't for this Kono Rift Valley, I am afraid that many lives would have been destroyed here over the years.

However, the Demon Flame did not completely isolate the two sides. The rift valley was so long that it almost split the entire continent, but the Demon Flame was not everywhere, nor was it always burning. The Empire and the Federation had secret Demon Flame Research Institute, trying to figure out the law of the outbreak of the Demon Flame, and every time the Demon Flame entered the silent period, the friction between the two sides would intensify, and even war would break out.

The town of Isnoah was once flattened by the Pegamon Union army during the war ten years ago, and it was only in recent years that it gradually regained its former vitality. Although the building as a whole looked very new, there was always a perfunctory feeling in it.

Everyone who lived here knew that the two sides would fight sooner or later, so everyone had a mindset of just muddling through, living a casual life. Also because although the demonic flames were overbearing, there would be demonic crystals around the rift from time to time after the demonic flames had faded. This thing had a price on the black market but no market, so people often came to try their luck.

The closer one got to the Rift Valley, the worse the ecological environment would become. There would even be some magical beasts that had never been seen in the Empire, or terrible weather. Most of these people were outlaws with bounties on their backs, or forced to do nothing.

Without him, it is entirely because the town of Isnoah is the closest place in the entire empire to the Rift Valley.

And it was because of the gathering of these people that the atmosphere in Isnoah became rough and dangerous.

Dai'er followed behind Eichmann and looked around curiously. Everything here was familiar and unfamiliar to her. She had once manipulated the villain to run through the streets here, but she never thought that one day, she would come here.

The appearance of the two of them was too eye-catching in this small town, Eichmann didn't care, Dale wasn't used to being stared at like this, and along the way, countless eyes fell on her, and many people whistled. Dale thought about it, she left in a hurry, didn't bring anything, and couldn't find a veil or veil to cover her head, so she pulled her hair hard, lowered her head, and tried to cover her face a little with her loose long hair.

She thought that the boss wouldn't pay attention to such details, but she didn't expect Eichmann to give her a look with a little contemplation in his eyes.

Dale smiled awkwardly: "Otherwise, I'll buy a scarf to cover my face?"

Eichmann stopped and raised his chin at her, meaning to go back quickly.

Dai'er heaved a sigh of relief. There happened to be a shop next to her, and she plunged into it, but she didn't know that Eichmann looked at her back thoughtfully.

What she didn't know was that because of the spillover of magic from Eichmann's body, the stronger his power was, the more domineering the effect of the enchantment technique unleashed indiscriminately. With his current state, in a border town like this, almost no one could resist the passage, unless there happened to be a big man similar to his realm passing by. In this case, no matter how alluring Dai'er was behind him, everyone's eyes should be glued to him, and it was impossible to be distracted to notice Dai'er.

However, whether in the monastery or in the small town today, although his charm is still there, it seems that the power is not as strong as before.

When Eichmann saw Dale for the first time, he was first surprised by the strange change in his mood, and then he obviously felt a little weird. He had never encountered anything like this before, so he couldn't tell where this weirdness came from for a while. That's why he had a second contact with Dale.

This time, he was sure that the girl in the border town in front of him seemed to be really not affected by his charm.

There were no magic fluctuations on her body, and Eichmann had a rare suspicion of his eyesight. He was afraid that he would missee, so he touched her hair on purpose. By the way, he checked it, and then confirmed that this girl was a real ordinary person.

Therefore, he took Dell with him on a whim.

After a while, Dale walked out with an embarrassed look on her face: "I... I'd better not buy it."

Eichmann didn't realize what was going on for a while, so he asked thoughtfully, "Why?"

Dale's face suddenly turned red, and there was a hint of indignation in her tone: "Why else, it's not because I have no money."

The monastery was poor and poor, how could it be possible to give them money. She was also dizzy just now and had the idea of "shopping", forgetting that she was a real penniless.

Eichmann, who has lived at the top of the imperial pyramid since he was a child, heard for the first time that someone had no money to buy a scarf. He was stunned for a moment, and then he snapped his fingers in the air with mixed emotions.

When Dale saw his gesture, she subconsciously looked at herself to see if there was a small flame on her body. She thought that her silence still made Eichmann angry, but after waiting for a while, she felt that nothing had happened. When she was confused, she happened to see a glass with a reflective light, reflecting her figure.

The girl in the black-and-white dress of the monastery disappeared, replaced by a slender and delicate young man with short hair and her own eyebrows, but the clothes on her body have become breeches, boots and lace shirts. Although her appearance is still outstanding, it will not attract too many ambiguous eyes as before.

- - Wearing the clothes of the Iya monastery and following behind a noble young master, it would really provoke the bad intentions of these people in the town.

"Where's my hair?" Dai'er was shocked and reached out to touch it, but found that the loose hair was still there. Only then did she realize that it was an illusion again.

The first time she dressed up as a man, she couldn't help but look at herself in the reflection, thinking that the boss was not only a powerful Tony teacher, but also had a very online aesthetic in clothing matching. Although she didn't have Eichmann's natural extravagance, walking by his side like this was like a little follower of the young master, and everything seemed logical.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently sighed: "A little awesome boss."

The Illusion Boss seemed to like the way she had never seen the world before. Although she didn't show it on the surface, there was a little joy in her eyes. With this joy, Eichmann also became interested in chatting with her: "You were saving your classmate just now? I am so cruel in your heart?"

Dale was stunned for a moment before reacting. He was referring to the fact that before the monastery left, when the blond boy spoke wildly, she slapped the blond boy and kicked him without hesitation.

She didn't expect that no one would understand her intentions, but Eichmann would see it. It didn't matter if she was scolded, but if the blond boy mocked Eichmann like this, if he really made Eichmann angry, he would die miserably.

But of course she couldn't call him ferocious, and only responded: "He speaks badly, of course he should be beaten."

"But you weren't like this before," Eichmann mentioned casually. He seemed to be walking aimlessly through the streets of Isnoah with Dale. While Dale was attracted by the scenery on the street, she had to concentrate and carefully respond to Eichmann's questions.

"In the past... I could only beat them in my heart and didn't dare to do it. If I do, I'm afraid my end will be miserable." Dai'er smiled bitterly: "The cattle pen of the monastery will become my second hometown."

She paused and continued: "But it was different just now, just now... with you."

After getting along for a short while, Dai'er had roughly seen a little bit, and it was unknown what kind of psychology Eichmann seemed to... like the calm but sincere praise she gave him.

Sure enough, after she said this, Eichmann's expression became even more happy. He gave a "huh?" and motioned her to continue.

After confirming her guess, Dale's next words were very logical: "They can scold me, anyway, I'm used to it, but for no reason, you are involved, which is very inappropriate. Besides, you look very powerful, they definitely don't dare to hit me in front of you. And even if they do, you should... save me, right?"

While praising her, she quietly probed.

Eichmann glanced at her with a half-smile, noncommittal.

In the casual chat between the two, Dale was already a little confused by the road. Playing games before was one thing, and being really involved in it was another. Eichmann took her into an unknown path, and there was an ugly-looking carriage parked on the path.

Eichmann nodded, jumped into the carriage, and looked down at Dale: "What are you doing? Come up."

Dai'er had never been in the carriage before, and climbed up a little clumsily. As soon as she sat down, the carriage moved.

Although the outside looked low-key and not even as beautiful as the carriage that Hughes Lampard came to pick up Sylvie, the inside of the carriage was extremely luxurious. The walls were all soft velvet, and there was a thick cashmere blanket under the feet. The cold wind in early spring was completely isolated, and the rich aroma lingered on the tip of Dale's nose, which strangely calmed her nervous mood.

Eichmann sat on the side, his sitting posture was very casual, almost half lying on his back, his whole person was trapped in the dark purple velvet cushion behind him, and his posture immediately made the whole carriage feel intoxicated. He glanced at Dale's formal appearance and threw a cushion to her, and Dale put the cushion behind her waist and relaxed a little.

There was no sound from the outside of the carriage, and she didn't even feel any bumps. Dale recalled the bumpy road she had walked on before, thinking that there might be some magic circle blessing on the carriage, so it was unusually comfortable. Eichmann didn't seem to want to continue talking to her, took a book from the cabinet, and took out a gold-rimmed eye on the bridge of her nose, flipping through it.

Dale just took this opportunity to secretly look at Eichmann again.

Eichmann, who was carefully reading the book, seemed more charming than usual. The previous two meetings were too sudden. Although she also received a head-on attack from Eichmann's prosperous beauty, she had never had the same peaceful time with the other party as at this moment.

The teenager lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his eyelashes were as beautiful as his hair, the lines of his cheeks were neat and graceful, the bridge of his nose was high, and the thin gold chains on both sides of the gold-rimmed glasses hung out a perfect arc from his cheeks. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were like the most beautiful sapphire, a face that was really favored by the Creator to the extreme. His limbs were even slender, and in such a spacious carriage, his long legs were almost stretched out to Dale, who was sitting by the door.

"Does it look good?" She could see that Eichmann didn't even raise his eyes, but suddenly asked. While speaking, he also turned a page of the book, and Dai'er uncontrollably fell on his slender and beautiful hands.

However, it was too quiet in the carriage, and the sound of her swallowing was suddenly brought out.

This was really too embarrassing. Dale was able to hug Eichmann's thigh without changing her face, but she couldn't stand the stimulation now, and her face suddenly blushed.

From the moment Dale's eyes fell on him, Eichmann felt that the girl's eyes were getting more and more presumptuous, and it seemed to have an evaluation in it. No one had dared to look at him like this for a long time, so he asked, but unexpectedly, Eichmann didn't wait for a reply for a long time, and then raised his eyes.

As a result, he saw the girl's flushed face.

Eichmann:??? Do I look ashamed??

Of course, Eichmann, who had always been concerned about his appearance, would not find this strange. There were too many people who blushed when they saw him, but Dale was different.

She was immune to his spillover of magic.

In other words, she was really blushing purely because of herself.

From this perspective, Eichmann's heart felt a little happy for some reason, and even unknowingly, he looked at Dale softly.

Of course, Dale didn't know that the boss had made up so many things in an instant. She cleared her throat and tried to change the topic: "I... I don't know your name yet."

When she said these words, she couldn't help but think of Eichmann's ruthless "no" in response to Sylvie, and she was ready to be ruthlessly ridiculed.

Unexpectedly, Eichmann actually replied.

"Eichmann Anukrens."

Dai'er really didn't expect him to answer, so she nodded subconsciously and said politely: "My name is Dai'er, because I am an orphan, I don't have a surname."

She was still trying to figure out how to make up for it when she saw Eichmann give her a strange look.

Dale was shocked, but she didn't know where she was wrong.

"What is the first question of the Orlance College exam paper?" Eichmann maintained a strange expression, as if he wanted to remind her of something.

The first question was the first line of words that Dale saw when she came to this world, and she almost subconsciously repeated it: "The oldest and most noble demon-hunter family in the Bolensart Empire is... The answer is to choose the third one."

Wait, what's the answer to the third one?

She remembered that the third option was...

Annukrance.

Dale instantly understood why Eichmann had such a strange look in her heart. She took a deep breath, her movements were smooth and did not stumble, she rushed over with flowing water, and she hugged Eichmann's thigh firmly and fiercely. Looking up at him, her eyes were full of twinkling stars and worship: "Oh my god, you are actually the master of the Anuklens family. It is my honor to be taken away by the master!"

This is the second time Dale has hugged Eichmann's thigh without any obstacles.

Eichmann's strange expression was gradually mixed with a hint of complexity.

For some reason, even though he clearly knew that none of Dale's words were true, he still felt a true joy in his heart when he saw Dale snuggling up beside him like this with a look of admiration on her face.

The boss's eyes became more and more strange. When Dale felt that her feigned admiration was about to turn into despair, Eichmann finally said, "Whose thigh have you hugged?"

Dale:...???

This, how dare you say it!!!

Eichmann's eyes were filled with substantial oppression. Dale hesitated for a while before whispering in pain and shame, "Sylvie..."

When he hugged Xiwei's thigh, Eichmann also saw it, and he nodded: "What else?"

... And you, you gavel!!! Are you misunderstanding that I have a hobby for hugging other people's thighs!!

The bottom of her heart complained and complained, but on the surface, Dale still shook her head silently in humiliation.

Eichmann seemed to be finally satisfied: "Very good, don't hug other people's thighs in the future."

Dale was stunned for a moment, and before she could think about what Eichmann's words meant, the carriage stopped.

A voice came in from the front: "Young master, here we are."

Dale was startled, and suddenly let go of the hand holding Eichmann's thigh, and then tidied up his clothes. Eichmann almost instantly restrained all his previous emotions, and his face returned to its usual carelessness. He stood up and looked down at Dale, who was still sitting on the ground.

"Get out of the car."