Chapter 69: Martin Run
Warlocks were indeed the legendary rich, and handsome profession. Even their contracted creatures were blonde succubi, unlike a bitter necromancer like him, who could only accompany skeletons and zombies all day long.
This thought flashed across Matthew’s mind.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t envious.
Matthew joked with Zeller,
“With such a charming contract partner, no wonder you haven’t married yet.”
Zeller waved his hand.
“You’re mistaken. My relationship with Lesna is very pure.”
Matthew didn’t believe it.
“Can you control yourself?”
Before Zeller could say anything, Lesna complained to Matthew,
"To tell you the truth, I often wonder if Zeller likes men. He always treats me as if I’m nothing. Most of the time, my charm seems to be released to the air.”
Zeller smiled gently.
"Of course not. There’s no doubt about Lesna’s charm, but I have my own way of doing things. Frankly speaking, it was not easy to resist her charm. Sometimes, I would be impulsive and waver, but I saw it as a form of training and challenge. Fortunately, I could always maintain control.”
Lesna rolled her eyes.
Matthew had a little eye-opener.
He had heard that most Warlocks had a very licentious private life. They would do it with any creature that moved. However, Zeller was clearly an exception among Warlocks. He had a succubus pet, but he could sit still and cultivate his willpower.
This made Matthew suspect this guy’s sexual orientation.
The three of them chatted for a while.
The atmosphere in the room gradually became lively.
Lesna began to put makeup on Matthew.
According to Zeller, this succubus lady was an expert in the field of make-up and disguise. Most of the time, the make-up done by Lesna’s hands had an effect that surpassed illusions.
Matthew did not have much understanding of this for the time being.
He could only feel Lesna’s small hands holding a powder pad and a paintbrush as she smeared it all over his face. It was itchy.
Her body was very close to him.
It was the instinct of a succubus.
Matthew could feel the strong hormones that she inadvertently emitted at all times.
If it weren’t for the ” Heart Like Still Water ” , he would have made a fool of himself by now.
Lesna was very focused on her work, but her expression didn’t look very happy.
About an hour later.
The boring make-up session finally came to an end.
Lesna threw away the pink cushion in her hand in frustration and said in an unfriendly tone,
“Alright!”
"Being in the same room with you two men is like going to jail. I thought you were scary enough, Zeller, but I didn’t expect your friend to be the same as you. We’ve been glued together for so long, but he didn’t react at all!
"Tell me. You must be gay too, right?”
Her tone was very aggressive.
However, her expression was full of frustration, and her eyes were filled with self-doubt.
"I’m a normal man, but I’m better at ‘temperance’.”
Matthew explained calmly, not bothering to argue with a succubus.
Then, he looked into the mirror, and his eyes lit up.
The man in the mirror was exactly the same as the Great Mage Ronan in his memories!
"Very exquisite craftsmanship.”
Matthew couldn’t help but praise.
This sentence made Lesna feel much better.
She gently bit her lower lip and reminded him,
“You’d better stuff a few more insoles into your shoes. I remember that Ronan is a few centimetres taller than you, and his body is also a little stronger than yours. But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, you’ll have a cloak to help cover it up later.”
As they spoke.
Zeller had already walked over from the next room with a replica of the Archmage’s robe and a magic cloak that Ronan used to wear on the Late Spring Festival.
"Why don’t you try on the clothes first? I’ll get someone to look for the insoles later.” Zeller looked at Matthew’s face seriously and then showed a satisfied expression.
Matthew took out a height-increasing scroll from his Magical Bag.
"If it’s height, maybe this thing will come in handy?”
Zeller looked past the height-increasing scroll and focused on Matthew’s bag for a few seconds.
"Is it the super version?”
Matthew was stunned for a moment before he nodded.
"You sure know how to spend.
” I’ve wanted to get a super magic bag for a long time, ” Zeller said.” But I was too short of money to get one.”
Lesna snorted coldly and interrupted, “If you stop donating to the orphanage, you could have bought yourself more than a few bags already.
"Or perhaps, if you had established your own family earlier, you would have earned much more than you do now!”
Zeller shrugged.
"Lesna, don’t even think about it. I’m not leaving Rolling Stone Town. Never. I promised Rhaegar.” Lesna was so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
"That man again? I shouldn’t have followed you because I thought highly of your potential. For the sake of Rheagar, you even rejected the position of the Lord of Dragon Nest City! I think the man’s wife was not as loyal to him as you were to him!”
"Enough!”
Zeller’s tone suddenly became stern.
"In front of the guests, please pay attention to your words.”
Lesna was obviously hot-tempered, or rather, she had a strong sense of resentment from the beginning to the end.
"Did you just yell at me? How many times have you scolded me for Rheagar? You…”
A loud slap sounded..
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