Huh?!
Wendy’s mind was violently thrown off by this woman’s incomprehensible logic.
What do you mean by ‘bad technique’?
What do you mean by ‘no lingering feelings’?
And from start to finish, it was clearly you, under the effect of the potion, who mistook me for Astreia and went wild, okay?!
I was passive the whole time, the victim!
The victim, you understand?
By the standards of this world, I should have been left with a lifelong psychological shadow instead!
‘Stop playing dumb!’
Laxana gritted her teeth, stepping closer and closer.
That originally sweet face was now filled with a kind of offended anger.
‘You clearly reacted just now! Don’t think I couldn’t feel it!’
‘You’re insane!’
Wendy struggled, trying to sit up, but the Light Chains didn’t budge at all.
Instead, with his movement, they tightened even more, binding him to the bed in an extremely shameful position, unable to move.
‘I already explained very clearly, didn’t I? This was all a plot by those people in Berwick City! I only…’
‘To save me?’
Laxana sneered.
She leaned down, her fingers slowly sliding along the firm lines of Wendy’s abdomen.
The motion was extremely gentle, yet carried a tingling aggressiveness that made Wendy’s whole body spasm uncontrollably.
‘No, calm down first! Our situation is very dangerous right now! There are still people eavesdropping outside! If you keep doing this, they’ll—’
‘Let them eavesdrop then!’
Laxana’s cheeks were flushed with an abnormal redness, and the dangerous flame in her beautiful violet eyes burned into madness.
‘The contract has already taken effect! We’re already bound together by that damned Magic Potion!’
‘So, why can’t we do it again?’
She reached out, touching Wendy’s face, still tinged with a faint blush.
‘Do you know? That feeling just now… I’ve never, ever experienced it before.’
‘That sensation of even your soul being melted by pleasure…’
Wendy shivered all over.
Not good.
This state of Laxana was very wrong.
She was a completely different person from the ‘Rival in Love’ in his memory, who, though a tsundere green tea, was at heart still a genius in Magic.
‘What happened to you? Wasn’t the effect of Thorn Kiss supposed to be over?’
‘Effect?’
Laxana laughed, but the smile made one’s skin crawl.
‘Who told you the effect was over?’
Her fingertip slid from the Prince’s cheek to that bothersome bow, giving it a light tug.
‘Riiip—’
The last cover was completely torn away.
‘After Life Link succeeds, Thorn Kiss does indeed lose its original fatality, but it still has another effect—also the most wonderful one…’
With a dreamy voice, the last bit of Wendy’s clothing was mercilessly removed, thrown messily to the side.
‘It causes both sides of the contract to experience complete empathy with each other. That means—’
‘Double the pain, and double the pleasure!’
At those words, Wendy’s face instantly turned ashen.
‘You mean—’
‘That’s right.’
Laxana licked her dry red lips, the light in her eyes so hot it seemed to set people on fire.
‘From now on, no matter how far apart we are, no matter where we are…’
‘Our sensations will be perfectly shared.’
‘Your pain is my pain.’
‘Your pleasure… will also be my pleasure!’
The ‘Rival in Love’s’ expression utterly collapsed.
She twisted her body in self-ecstasy, cupping her burning cheeks, a smile blooming that was twisted to the extreme.
‘Oh God! This is… this is simply a miracle bestowed by the gods!’
‘Doesn’t this mean, without Astreia knowing, I can truly experience everything about her through you?!’
‘Astreia! My Astreia! Just thinking about being able to share feelings with you, I—I’m so happy I could die!’
The ‘Rival in Love’s’ deranged, jumbled ravings struck Wendy’s worldview with unprecedented force.
What the hell kind of depraved Evil Magic Potion is this?!
It’s literally a divine tool made for NTR!
‘Wait!’
Amidst the chaos, Wendy caught a crucial blind spot.
‘This kind of Magic Potion should be a unique secret recipe from Berwick City, extremely rare! Even I’ve never heard of it before!’
The Prince jerked his head up, eyes sharp as blades, locking onto the frenzied ‘Rival in Love’.
‘So… why do you know Thorn Kiss’s effects so clearly?!’
Laxana’s twisted smile stiffened for a moment.
Her gaze flickered instinctively.
‘Be—because… back in the Mage Academy, I happened to research some similar Ancient Magic Potion Formulas.’
‘Research?’
Wendy seemed to sense a key word.
‘Why would a promising genius Grand Mage like you study such shady things?’
‘Of course, for—’
Laxana’s cheeks reddened further, and even her protest sounded guilty.
‘For academic reasons! Purely for academic research! To explore the mysteries of life!’
Wendy narrowed his eyes.
This woman was definitely hiding something.
What kind of normal person would study this kind of twisted stuff for fun?
Unless—
‘Don’t tell me you wanted to use this kind of Magic Potion on Astreia from the start?’
Wendy asked, testing her, word by word.
‘What?!’
Laxana’s voice suddenly sharpened, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, bristling instantly.
‘What nonsense are you spouting? How could I ever use such a thing to hurt Astreia?!’
‘You’re lying!’
Wendy sneered, exposing the filth in the ‘Rival in Love’s’ heart directly.
‘You obviously just want to use this kind of dirty Magic Potion to turn Astreia into something that belongs only to you! You don’t love her at all, you just lust after her body!’
‘You pervert!’
‘You’re spouting nonsense!’
The Light Chains binding Wendy suddenly tightened, making him groan, almost coughing up his dinner.
‘How could I possibly… I just… I just want to be with her forever and ever!’
Laxana clenched her fists, body trembling slightly. In those beautiful violet eyes surged shame and panic at having her secret seen through.
‘Astreia is too pure! She has no idea how dangerous this world is, or how many people are scheming against her! I… I’m just protecting her in my own way!’
‘Protecting?’
Wendy bared his teeth in pain, but instead laughed.
Good grief, this excuse was way too classic.
‘Using Magic Potion to chain her to your side, making her gradually lose freedom, lose herself, become pathologically dependent on you, and finally obey your every word—is that your so-called protection?’
Wendy’s voice wasn’t loud, but every word struck the heart.
‘Laxana Klein, wake up.’
‘That’s not called love. That’s called possession.’
‘You don’t want to be her guardian knight. You just want to be her jailer!’