Isa Takes the Initiative

When Su Ran appeared in front of Isa, she looked at the scattered mercenaries lying outside the door and realized that Isa must have encountered mercenaries who wanted to attack her during her training.

Seeing Isa standing quietly in front of the house, Su Ran quickly went up to her and checked her snow-white skin for any wounds.

“Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

Isa stood still without speaking, as docile as a puppet, letting Her Highness the Witch feel her up.

The familiar scent entered her nose, and the warm little hands slid over her body.

All of this gradually thawed the calm heart of Isa, who had just finished dealing with Worley.

The smooth, supple, and soft skin in her hands did not arouse the slightest bit of amorous feeling in Su Ran’s heart.

Previously, Su Ran had detected that many of the mercenaries who wanted to attack Isa were at the Sequence Three level, and they also had a numerical advantage.

Although Su Ran had full confidence in Isa, she was still worried that she would suffer a small loss.

Only after finding no wounds on Isa’s body did Su Ran have time to look around.

A mercenary was lying at Isa’s feet.

From his still chest, it could be seen that his life force had been completely drained.

From his terrified expression, it seemed that he had experienced something before.

Su Ran only glanced at him and then turned her attention away from the mercenary.

From the holes that appeared on the other corpses, most of them had lost their lives by triggering the magic formation of the house.

Her house was equipped with a perception magic formation that could sense malicious intent, thus activating the defense magic formation.

Since these people all wanted to die, it meant that they had approached here with malicious intent, and their deaths were well-deserved.

Now, Su Ran was more concerned about the Isa in front of her.

Since she had appeared here, she had been standing here without saying a word.

From her expression, she seemed a bit off.

“Didn’t you deal with all the enemies? What’s there to be unhappy about?”

Su Ran gently placed her hand on Isa’s fragrant shoulder and whispered softly in her ear, hoping that she would take the initiative to tell her what had happened.

For a moment, low sobs reached Su Ran’s ear, and a slight tremor came from Isa’s fragrant shoulder.

Although she didn’t know what had happened, Su Ran gently pulled Isa into her arms and comforted her.

“Tell me what happened, okay?”

Hearing Su Ran’s gentle words, Isa cried even harder, her trembling finger pointing at a spot on the house.

A finger-wide gash had appeared on the door.

It was still stained with various water marks, and all kinds of bottles and jars were on the ground.

“Sob, Your Highness, someone left a gash on the door with a dagger. I’ve tried many ways, but I haven’t been able to repair it.”

Speaking of this, Isa even kicked the mercenary on the ground.

It hadn’t taken Isa much time to deal with this Sequence Three mercenary.

She had spent more time trying to repair the mark on the door.

But all the potions Isa could imagine had been used on this mark, but to no avail.

There was no sign of repair at all.

Therefore, when Su Ran had just entered the Witch Game, she had seen Isa standing there in a daze.

Learning the reason for Isa’s low spirits, Su Ran’s pink lips parted slightly, and she rubbed her long hair.

“So that was the problem? Take another look now.”

Su Ran gestured for Isa to take another look.

“This is?”

Isa was surprised to find that the dagger mark on the door had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been there.

It was gone, looking the same as it had originally.

“Silly child, I was able to restore this house last time, so of course I can this time. It’s a good thing to cherish the house, but compared to the house, I cherish Isa even more. If you’re unhappy because of the house, then that’s putting the cart before the horse.”

It didn’t cost Su Ran much money to repair the mark on the house.

Even if the whole house was gone, recreating it would only cost a hundred yuan, which was very cost-effective.

However, considering the flaw that the dagger could pass through the perception magic formation, Su Ran decided to upgrade the magic formation of the house later to ensure that not even a mosquito could fly in.

Hearing Her Highness Su Ran’s words, Isa, who was being held in her arms, blushed, the color even spreading to the roots of her ears.

She looked up slightly, her peach blossom eyes deeply imprinting Su Ran’s figure in her mind, a hint of intoxication in her beautiful eyes.

“Your Highness~”

Taking a deep breath, Isa’s heart was firm, and she made the boldest and most presumptuous move of her life.

With a gentle push of her small hand, Isa broke free from Her Highness Su Ran’s embrace.

Then, she wrapped her arms around Her Highness Su Ran’s slender waist, pressed her against the newly repaired door, and controlled Her Highness Su Ran’s flailing hands.

At this moment, in front of the newly repaired door, the two of them had completed a smooth exchange of offense and defense.

Faced with Isa’s active attack, Su Ran was completely unprepared.

Even if she wanted to counterattack, one point of Weakness Value had reduced her constitution by two percent, and in such a weak position, the weakening effect on Su Ran seemed to be even greater.

Otherwise, Su Ran would not have lost control of her hands and been at Isa’s mercy in such an extremely ambiguous position.

‘Isa is very beautiful.’

Being forcibly pressed against the door, Su Ran came face to face with Isa’s stunningly beautiful face.

Even at this moment, she had to admit Isa’s beauty.

Her pretty face was flushed with a blush, and her burning cheeks gradually enlarged in Su Ran’s eyes.

“Isa… what are you doing?”

As she spoke, Su Ran, who had not yet given up, was wriggling her delicate body, causing ripples to form between her ample bosom.

“Your Highness, I am fulfilling my prayer.”

Looking at the shy and bashful Her Highness the Witch in her arms, a strange emotion was quietly emerging in Isa’s heart.

“Prayer?”

Seeing Her Highness Su Ran looking soft and weak like a little white rabbit, trying to recall, Isa felt a strange feeling in her heart.

“Now is the time to complete the prayer ceremony.”

Su Ran seemed to want to say something more, but the wetness on her left cheek made her stop all her words for a moment.

Isa’s pink lips had landed on Su Ran’s cheek and given it a kiss.

Just as she was about to let go, her small tongue gently licked it.

Just as Su Ran was still in a state of not having reacted, Isa let go of her.

The blush that had only been at the roots of her ears had now spread to her slender neck.

Now, Isa was like someone who had just had a drink, in a daze.

After calming down, she suddenly remembered that the bold move she had just made was undoubtedly an act of blasphemy!

She had pulled Her Highness Su Ran into her arms and kissed her!

‘Isa, oh Isa, what have you done!’

At this moment, in the vampire territory, Eve, in a gorgeous dress, frowned slightly and readjusted her princess’s crown.

“Why did the emerald on top suddenly go crooked?”

Eve looked at the mirror, her white stockings, and couldn’t understand.