Alien world

Chapter 94. Chapter 93. Seduce
"This is my gift to you."

The countess looked at Annan expectantly with her hands behind her back.

This oil painting, which should be classified as a landscape, was happily held up by Annan.

The only gifts he received in this world were paintings.Paintings, like memories, carry beautiful or painful memories.

"Thank you, Mrs. Maria, I like it very much."

"Then don't refuse when I ask you later," said the countess with girlish slyness.

Annan quickly received a request from Mrs. Maria. After leaving the grass, flowers, sea and river, returning to the castle, he asked the maid to help put the oil painting into the carriage.

"Annan, I want to ask you to play my husband..."

Annan looked up at the countess in surprise: "Mrs. Maria, is this a bit offensive..."

The ghost of Earl Morgan is still floating above the castle.

The countess was as coquettish as a girl: "What are you thinking? I mean let you play my husband and draw a portrait with me."

Under Annan's emotional ups and downs, it seemed acceptable to play the portrait of Earl Morgan.

"Is this appropriate?"

"My husband will be relieved to know that I have someone by my side when he's gone..."

"Ok."

Thinking that there was still something important to ask the countess, Annan agreed to her - the countess would never be the same as the teacher of Iri Lanzer.

The interior of the castle can vaguely see the shadow of the old daylight. The traces of the chiseled and axed brick walls have lasted forever. The narrow windows on the walls are like observation holes. Even in the daytime, the castle corridors and rooms need to be lit with candles.

If the war resumes, this earl's manor will be a natural castle fortress.

Walking on the quiet corridor covered with soft velvet blankets, Annan admired the oil paintings on the walls or the flower screens and armors placed on the walls, and asked strangely, "Where did the servants go?"

"I sent them back to their room."

The countess gently pushed open a door: "I don't want the servants to disturb us..."

What leaped into view was a spacious round bed surrounded by hazy veils, and a magical chandelier that bloomed with gentle light was hung on the ceiling.The extended terrace faces the flower garden, river, forest and snow-capped mountains.

"Since the Earl left, even the bedroom has become deserted..."

The countess whispered sadly, opened the wardrobe door, leaned into the wardrobe, and rummaged through the clothes.

Annan glanced at the ladies' ornaments on the dressing table, and then turned his attention to the bookshelf next to him.

Books that Annan had never heard of, such as "Alan's Continental War History", "Political Thick Black Studies", and "From Baron to Grand Duke", were alluringly placed on the bookshelf at the moment.

"Annan?"

Wei Wei's panicked and dull cry made Annan turn his attention away, and fell to the closet where the voice came from, "Help me, I can't get up..."

Looking at the swaying dress outside the closet, Annan hesitated a little, walked around to the countess, reached into the closet, touched the countess' arm, and pulled her out.

The Countess's hair was slightly disheveled, and her cheeks were flushed: "Sorry, I made you laugh..."

"It's all right, Martin used to be like this."

"Martin?" the countess brushed her hair from her forehead.

"My...friend I met in Pinglin Town."

Annan talked about the funny story when he went into the haunted gold mine to dig, and Martin was stuck in the mine like this at that time——

But the Countess's smile seemed unnatural.

"This is the clothes he wore when I met my husband." She suddenly interrupted Annan, who was nostalgic for the time in Pinglin Town, and held the folded old-fashioned dress.

"Please change it."

Annan looked around, thinking that the Earl's Manor should be one of the safest places in Breeze City, so he took off the mage's robe and put on this old brown nobleman's dress.

The garments seem to have a reputation for being cumbersome, with pointlessly buttoned shoulders.Annan was still trying to figure out how to tie them, and the familiar fragrance approached.

"let me help you……"

The hands that were almost embracing Annan fastened the buttons respectively, and those bright eyes that were close at hand returned to Annan's face, and murmured blankly: "Morgan..."

"Lady Maria?"

The countess' blurred eyes regained clarity.

"Sorry...you remind me of the afternoon my husband and I first met."

"You must be very loving."

Annan couldn't help saying with emotion.

"Yes..." the Countess's eyes drooped slightly, "Let's go out."

The female court painter set up the drawing board in the living room, and directed them to sit on the sofa after they came down.

"Countess, please hold His Excellency Annan's arm, turn your head slightly and get closer—and put more emotion into—"

Mrs. Maria held Annan's arm and almost melted Annan with her loving eyes.Fortunately, he has received a more blazing gaze from the mentor of Yri Lanze.

At first, it was a little charming, but keeping the same posture for a long time made the two of them numb quickly, and quietly moved their stiff limbs.

A few ten minutes later, the female court painter finished the oil painting and couldn't help but praised: "You are like a pair of young lovers."

The oil painting was still exquisite, but Annan was shaking his arms quietly, and the countess was gently rubbing her chest.

"I'm thinking about what gift I can give you again..."

"Haven't you already painted?"

"That's the oil painting I promised earlier, it's not a gift." The countess pointed her index finger at her delicate pink lips, "You are a warlock, right? My husband has a warlock notebook..."

The tiredness in Annan's eyes disappeared without a trace.

Following the Countess to the bedroom, she stood on a chair, her slender white feet tiptoed up, the corners of her skirt rose with her outstretched arms, and she rummaged through the top of the bookcase.

Annan took the opportunity to glance at the titles of those precious books.

"I can not find it……"

An annoyed voice came from the top of the head, "Maybe it's not here, I'll give it to you when I find it."

The countess jumped down lightly, accidentally sprained her ankle, and threw herself on Annan's body without standing still.

Notice that Annan, who was still on the books, was hit by the countess unexpectedly. Before falling down, Annan pushed it away and sank into the soft bed—the countess, who was pushed away, slammed into the bookshelf, knocking her forehead on it, fell into a swoon—

In the evening, Annan declined the invitation of the countess with pale cheeks and bandages to have dinner, bid farewell with a guilty conscience, and returned to the carriage.

Witnessing the carriage leaving the manor outside the window, the Countess walked into a dark room with candles, supported by a servant.Kneel before the shadows where the fire does not shine.

Obscure and grotesque words interspersed with the voice of the countess.

"Did you leave that warlock's seed?"

"I try to seduce, no matter how young or seductive, but he is unwavering..."

"Able to resist the status and beauty of our countess, it seems that our young king in the north is smarter than expected..."

"Don't take the initiative to contact...human beings will only yearn for things they can't get...wait patiently until he thinks of you..."

(End of this chapter)