Chapter 15
Bennett Maynard
"Such an opponent is a bit too much for me right now."
Chael waved his hand, and a bronze chair appeared behind him. He rested his arms on the armrests of the chair, watching the one-sided mockery on the light screen.
The poor man was being manipulated by the wicked woman, but perhaps a completely different scene was unfolding in his environment.
"This Witch of Despair won't stay long."
"I can offer you even more options."
The silver-white subtitles flashed by, followed by a massive flood of comments.
Arrodes expanded the scope this time, no longer limiting the selection of containers to Backlund.
"Forget it, instead of running around everywhere, I'd rather hide in this mirror and pick one that's right next to me."
Chael waved his hand, saying there was no need for that.
"The candidate you provided is excellent. He has a relationship with the witch, so some things can be pushed onto the witch."
Shael was already planning to connect with a secret organization, and his favorite was the Morse Order. The Hidden Sage had a good personality and was a kind and generous evil god, but Shael's current state was not suitable.
The Witch Church is a good choice; the angels of the Witch Church won't wander around aimlessly in a big city like Backlund.
The "Primal Witch" was severely damaged in the Pale Age and doesn't seem to be in good condition; she may still be asleep.
Moreover, this guy also has some connections with the Church of the True God.
"They're finally gone."
In the scene, "Desperate Nightingale" Panatia seems to have had her fill of fun, abandoning the man on the ground without a second thought and turning away.
"Arods, activate location services."
With a snap of his fingers, a vortex appeared on the light screen in front of him. Arodes pinpointed the exact coordinates, and Shael's body became ethereal, as if he had become a dream sprite. He directly sensed the location of the coordinates and leaped across the dream world.
...
Dream.
"Oh, my dear Panatia, you are mine, you will always be mine."
As soon as Xia Er finished his dream journey, he saw a rather lewd scene.
The classic male-on-top, female-on-bottom position.
He snapped his fingers, and the woman with the somewhat grainy image suddenly hugged the young man's neck and said:
"Bennett, will you stay with me forever?"
"We will never be apart again, forever!"
Bennett Maynard seemed to be struck by a huge surprise. He excitedly hugged the woman in his arms and kissed her passionately, saying:
"Yes, of course I'm willing. You know I love you."
"I just wanted you to keep your distance from other men; I never intended to hurt you."
The young man was still immersed in great joy and did not notice that the place where they were was collapsing like a swamp until it was completely submerged. He did not take his eyes off the increasingly beautiful face of the woman in his arms.
"I can easily replace this guy who's been fooled by the witch, even without replenishing his spiritual energy."
Xia Er sighed softly; the lack of any resistance made him feel somewhat bored.
Since you like witches, then indulge in desire.
Chael isn't some kind of devil. Although he replaced the other person's personality, he also improved the quality of the witch's image. Isn't that a win-win situation?
He waved his hand gently, and the dream shattered.
The young man, who had fallen onto the cold ground, shook his still somewhat dizzy head and got up.
"How much did he take?"
"Ahem!"
The sweet, aphrodisiac scent lingered in the enclosed basement.
Xia'er felt her legs were going weak, her throat was burning, and her nose was very uncomfortable.
"disease?"
"No, it might just have been a little bit accidentally picked up?"
"If you lie in the basement like this for one night, you'll definitely get a serious illness the next day."
Shael didn't quite understand the kind of fun the young nobles of Rune liked to have, but he didn't want his new body to die. The filth on his body was also unbearable for the elves. He leaned against the wall and walked out of the dim basement. Martin, who heard the noise, saw his young master's disheveled appearance and quickly came over to help him.
"Young Master, how could this happen?"
"Ms. Panatia said you were too tired to sleep and asked me not to go down and disturb you."
Martin then prepared to call over more servants.
"Shh~"
"Martin, she's right, it's just... the bed collapsed..."
Xia Er coughed lightly. He wasn't lying; the bed in the basement really had collapsed, although it had been kicked down.
Martin understood his young master's meaning and stopped himself from calling for more servants to help.
"Young Master, I will clean up myself later."
"You need to wash up now. Let me help you to the bathroom. You don't look well. I'll arrange for a doctor to come."
Martin helped Chael toward the bathroom, while simultaneously planning out a series of follow-up tasks.
This was an opportunity that the young master had worked very hard to obtain, allowing him to live alone.
If the madam finds out that the young master is behaving so recklessly, she might soon come knocking on the door and drag him back.
"Martin, I don't look as bad as you think."
"You should take these clothes and burn them later."
"Arrange for someone to buy another bottle of Holy Sun Water, using the same channels we used to buy mystical materials."
"I've heard that the holy water from the Eternal Sun Church is very effective in treating colds."
When she reached the bathroom door, Xia Er no longer needed Martin's support.
He is well aware of his physical condition.
Take a hot bath, drink a bottle of Sun Holy Water, and you'll recover quickly.
"Young master, I will do whatever you say, but you still need to undergo the doctor's diagnosis later."
"I will send a carriage to the Georgewood district to find a doctor with a good reputation."
Martin assumed that Chael didn't want the Maynard family doctor to know about his illness, so he offered a compromise. After helping Chael prepare the water, he quickly went to arrange these things.
"Having a personal male servant like this really saves a lot of trouble."
Chael did not refuse Martin's kindness. After Martin left, he soaked in the bathtub and slowly closed his eyes.
After that, I washed my body, changed into clean clothes, saw a doctor, and was prescribed some medicine for treating a severe cold.
Xia Er adapted to his new identity quickly. He shook the spiritually rich holy water in his hand, took a sip, and the holy aura healed some of the negative effects of being with the witch, and also dispelled the chill on his body.
"Martin, thank you for your hard work."
"You can go and rest now."
"I'm talking to my dutiful personal servant," said Xia Er.
"Please get some rest. You can call me if you need anything."
Martin bowed slightly, then turned and left the room. He was also very tired, after all, it was nighttime, and he had personally gone to get this bottle of holy water of the sun.