I just covet their strength

Chapter 135 Don’t let desire break your will!
Deep down, Mivana didn't believe that Westhead had the ability to stop her from going berserk, she could only say that she understood his intention.

But Westhead couldn't stand being told that he was incompetent, he meant what he said and would never allow Myvana to self-destruct without permission!

If I cannot share the T0 talent [Cursed Blood], some of my qualities, such as my appearance, my figure, my social etiquette, good morals, good character, and even my soul will be destroyed!

But he also knew that if Myvana really went berserk, with his current strength, he might not be able to stop her, and would be pinned to the ground and humiliated by the bloodthirsty beast. However, this was not a question of whether he could defeat her or not, but a matter of principle that had to be dealt with.

Westhead did not express this determination strongly to Myvana. True determination is always demonstrated through actions.

".Actually, you don't have to be so pessimistic. Aren't you often losing your mind now? I haven't seen you go berserk."

Westhead consoled him, "Perhaps the Star Cosmic Therapy is effective and can really overcome the curse in your bloodline?"

"This is of course a possibility, the possibility I most hope for."

Thinking of Westhead's "cosmic therapy", the sadness between Mivana's brows finally dissipated a little.

Although when it was first proposed, Miss Knight thought it was very outrageous and felt her brain was strengthened.

But when she actually put it into practice, it wasn't as bad as she thought. In fact, she actually enjoyed it a bit.

Being with Westhead and doing all sorts of things, I would lose my rationality many times. However, this loss of rationality would not make me go crazy. Instead, it was replaced by an indescribable feeling.

Seeing that Myvana's furry ears seemed to be spinning in circles and her pretty face was flushed, Westhead knew that he should strike while the iron was hot and seize this opportunity to heat up.

So he smiled and said:

"Speaking of which, we should be able to move on to the next step now. It's a good opportunity to raise your threshold before entering the Chaos Corrosion Zone."

Myvana: "Hey, what's the next step?"

Westhead: "Of course, I think the time has come. Didn't I say that you would treat me as your teacher in this regard? And when you teach me, I will follow your guidance."

Miss Knight lowered her head and bit her lip, but she was not a hypocritical person. She quickly calmed down and nodded:

"Oh, I understand. Please, Mr. Weiss."

"Leave it to me, Teacher Miwana."

Seeing this, Westhead moved closer and slowly held the animal-eared girl's shoulders.

Don't get me wrong, these two aren't trying to be any kind of adult.

It was just a kiss.

Yes, Westhead talked about "astronomy therapy", but after so long, they just played some small tricks and didn't even kiss.

Although Westhead is a pile driver in other places, he has tried all kinds of gameplay.

But when he was with Mivana, it was as pure as a junior high school student's love. He deliberately maintained the atmosphere of ignorant curiosity, instinctive desire and sweet taste.

He, the god of pure love, is also selective in his pure love. Some pure love is pure doi, while some pure love is pure romance. The two are not the same.

Absolutely, it’s definitely not because I’m worried that Myvana is stronger than Resia. I’m definitely not afraid of getting into trouble!
Under the fluorescent light of the long river next to him, amid the noise of the town's fireworks and lights, Westhead's face moved closer to Myvana. With one finger, he gently brushed aside the wolf-eared girl's purple-black hair that was covering her eyes, and his dark purple eyes met her amber eyes for a long time.

The girl blinked her slightly curved long eyelashes, her breathing became slightly heavier, and she began to get nervous.

Westhead slowly lowered his head and could smell the scent coming from Myvana in his nose. How to describe it? It couldn't be described as fragrant, but it was a very special smell.

It’s hard to say, we can only call it the unique hormonal scent of orcs, which is why the imperials love orcs.

Under the bright night sky, the shadows of Westhead and Miwana almost overlapped. There was no need to say much about Lord Qinghui's skills. Whether it was a pure virgin waiting to be married or a mature lady who had experienced many battles, they all gave full marks. Even though Miwana was a novice, she gradually got the hang of it under his guidance.

Just like the "Star Therapy" in the past, it didn't take long for Mivana to lose her sanity. When the Star Therapy came together, her will was shattered on the spot.

The wolf-eared girl took the initiative to hug Westhead, subconsciously exerting force, and the excessive force almost broke the latter's spine.

Fuck no no no!

Westhead was terrified, but he did not dare to resist violently, because Myvana, who was in an instinctive state, could no longer communicate with words. It would be better for him not to provoke her, but to stiffen his body and wait slowly until Myvana regained her sanity.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr."

From her initial unfamiliarity to her later greed, the beast-eared girl continued to demand and swallow from Westhead.

Although Miss Knight always said that she would not let desires overcome her will, she was easily defeated by the sex maniac in her heart every time and would inevitably enter an instinctive state where her rationality evaporated.

Although this was the result of Westhead's deliberate guidance, he was still very nervous when he really faced the irrational animal-eared girl.

It was not until a certain moment that Westhead saw the clarity in Miwana's eyes. He immediately seized the opportunity and said:
"Be careful to release your desire, but don't let it control you."

"Sorry, I. I lost control again."

A trace of clarity spread out from the girl's golden eyes, and she regained her sanity.

"That's fine, that's what exercise is for."

Westhead was finally able to free himself from Miss Knight's arms.

He checked his injuries and found nothing serious except that his lip was bitten and bleeding, but Westhead was already sweating profusely.

Getting along with Mivana is not an easy job. You are walking on the edge of a knife at any time and anywhere. If he hadn't handled it properly just now, his spine would have been strangled. Although he won't die, the injury caused by Mivana cannot be accelerated by [Withered Glory Yang].

He was afraid that he would have to stay in bed for a month to recuperate.

"Okay, that's it for today."

Westhead held down Myvana and decisively ended the "cosmic therapy".

"Ah, why not, I mean, okay, Mr. Weiss."

Mivana complained subconsciously, but then realized how shameless her words were. She immediately slapped her blushing face with both hands and changed her words.

Westhead naturally noticed the little expressions of the animal-eared girl, which was also part of his play. Every time he made Myvana enter a state of unconsciousness and regain consciousness, no matter what Myvana's condition was, he would end the guidance.

In other words, stop!

"We have to cross the river tomorrow, so let's get some rest tonight."

Westhead instructed, pretending not to notice the steam rising from Myvana's animal ears.

"Um"

Mivana opened her mouth slightly and nodded.

Just judging from the hot breath exhaled by the wolf-eared girl and the blush on her snow-white skin, the effect of Inch Stop was indeed making her very uncomfortable.

She was destined to have no good rest tonight.

(End of this chapter)