Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"Long time no see, Irena, I really didn't expect that we would meet again in this way. It's really a trick of good fortune."

"Don't make it look like we know each other too well! And...you just haven't seen each other for a while, but you've found a new self again."

Irena smiled without smiling, and patted her palm lightly with her wand, as if she was ready to strike him with a few thunderbolts at any moment.

"No, no, don't get me wrong. There are many, many twists and turns. Please allow me to explain it to you. I believe you don't want to wrong an innocent good man, do you?"

"Yeah, I really don't want to wrong innocent good people." Irena narrowed her eyes and showed a bright smile. Before he could be happy, she suddenly said in a very cold tone:

"But you are neither innocent nor a good person! Even if you are randomly charged with a crime, you will definitely not be innocent!"

"How can..."

"If you admit it honestly, depending on the situation, I might be able to spare you in particular?"

"Hmm..." He was speechless for a moment, then lowered his head and cursed secretly: "—Damn it, this guy is really right!"

"What did you say?"

"...No, I just think that your misunderstanding of me is really deep, so I have to tell you - no matter what I do, I won't peep!"

"Why should I trust you?"

"It's very simple! If you really want to see it, I'll definitely watch it in a fair way! Why should I peep?!"

His words are sonorous and powerful, as if what he said is the truth in the world, without any confusion.

This made the men who noticed the commotion outside and ran over to listen to it, and couldn't help admiring his courage.

However, the women in the room looked at him more and more frighteningly, but Irena smiled and superimposed her white and tender right leg on top of her left leg, swaying gently and calmly said:

"...Is that all the last words?"

"Uh, children nowadays, do they always have their last words spoken? It's not good to be so dangerous. Let me tell you, there is a bigger market for gentle girls in this world."

"The gentleness you boast about every day?"

"Ah~ I think there is a certain difference."

"...Are you finished now?"

"Well, I think I should explain. In fact, I just want to see who is in here. No one came in through the window to see. Who knew you would change clothes in it? I am also a victim, okay? "

"victim....."

"What's so good about a witch with the body of a child?"

"child...."

Every time he said a word, Irena's hands shook, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Now, she's pretty hot.

How sad is it that I have to let the peeping people say this?

So she pointed directly at Luo Mo with her wand, and wanted to give him two magic bullets to taste.

However.....

Luo Mo, who was originally bound very firmly, stood up in an instant and broke free from the rope on his body, grabbed the woman next to him and stood in front of him, and shouted at her with a refreshing smile:

"—Come on! Don't be polite to me, pour your firepower to your heart's content!"

"Tch... You bastard, you actually use women as a shield? As a man... as a person, do you still have any self-awareness!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a human anymore."

".....Aha?"

Irena couldn't help being dumbfounded by such a straightforward admission.

But Luo Mo seized this opportunity, quickly took advantage of the existence of the women beside him, used them as a cover, and fled outside at high speed, and rushed out in a flash.

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Luo Mo had just escaped from the room full of women, but Luo Mo planned to escape to a distant place.

Then he never expected that when he opened the door, a large group of men who were lying on the door fell down from the door like an avalanche.

Despite being surprised, he instinctively took two steps back to avoid this group of inexplicable men.

After that, without thinking too much, he stepped on the back of the man at the top without saying a word, and rushed out quickly.

However, it was only after he fell to the ground and escaped from the indoor environment that he realized that the door was already crowded with men.

Before he could do anything, among the men lying on the door before, a bearded middle-aged man who seemed to be called the village chief suddenly hugged his thigh with another person.

"—Huh? What? Don't you just want girls to step on it, but also men to step on it?"

Thinking of their previous conversation, Luo Mo was really frightened.

With a chill in his heart, he subconsciously reached out and pressed the heads of the two men, trying to push these two perverts who were more powerful than himself away.

However, the village chief, who was holding him tightly, quickly denied:

"No! No! We just want to be stepped on by cute girls... No, cough, we just want to worship you as our teacher!"

"Worship me as a teacher?"

"Yes! You must have undergone special training! Please guide us! We want to be shameless men like you!!"

"What special training? What shamelessness? Who would do that kind of thing? I am the most shameless! When will I be shameless!? I will sue you for slander!!"

""-Yes! It's this kind of shameless energy!"""

Luo Mo tried his best to refuse, but what he got was the unanimous conviction of the men, which made him somewhat understand Irena's previous mood.

Chapter 36 People's Mentor: As long as the waves don't die, they will die!

To be stared at by women with cold eyes, but to be admired by men hugging their thighs... To be honest, even Luo Mo encountered such a strange situation for the first time.

But such a strange worship is still the most unacceptable and speechless in his life...

After all, he was worshiped by a group of perverts, and he was elected as the king of perverts. It really made him feel a little ashamed to face his folks...even though most of his folks were dead.

"... You people were actually hired by Irena, are you here to find fault with me?" He was full of doubts, and immediately looked at him, followed him out of the gate and wanted to attack He, but seeing him surrounded by people like this, immediately froze Irena in place.

"What stupid things are you talking about? How could I spend money on this kind of thing??" Irena, who has always been sensitive about money, retorted without hesitation after hearing his words:

"Look at their sincere eyes, which one is lying? They adore you from the bottom of their hearts, pervert!"

"...I always feel that the pervert you added at the end this time is [-]% more hurtful than usual. I'm going to cry."

"If you can cry now, I will forgive you."

"...how about you still step on me...no, hit me?"

"You just said step on...?"

Irena took two steps back with a look of disgust, it seemed that he regarded him as a strange dirty thing.

It seemed that she was afraid of getting involved with him, and also that she was afraid of being infected with some strange germs.

"No, no, it was just a slip of the tongue just now. It was all these perverts who were talking about stepping on and stepping on it just now, which caused me to step on it by accident! It was all misleading by these perverts!"

"...Why should I believe that you are not with these perverts?"

"It's absolutely impossible to be part of a group, right? I don't even know them!"

"Then you are still hugging so tightly?"

"Ah, I almost forgot... the two of you are almost enough!"

Being distracted by Irena, he quickly shook his legs and wanted to get rid of the two men who were holding on to his thighs.

Irena stared at the two of his crotch, her face was completely watching the show, and by the way, she even took the old-fashioned camera beside her, and took a picture of him being hugged by a hundred men adoring his thigh.

"I, I'm going?! What are you doing!" Noticing Irena's action of taking pictures, he immediately yelled to stop him, but Irena completely ignored his personal opinion and didn't stop, even smirking and giving He takes pictures from multiple angles.

This made him fully understand what kind of mood the people who were forced to take pictures by him felt when they were taken by him.

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The farce lasted for a while before it was calmed down with the help of the women in the village.

Luo Mo sat on the sofa exhaustedly, with a look of lovelessness on his face, but Irena looked at the photos that were taken earlier and developed by magic on the spot, and nodded again and again, lamenting that she got a good photo this time up.

"...Isn't this a wine village? Why does this village produce more perverts than wine?"

With one hand on his forehead, he looked out of the corner of his eye at the bearded uncle next to him, who was also the head of the village "this side of the village".

"Of course this is because we, as a manufacturer, must grasp the fashion trend!"

The village chief laughed loudly, took out the wine from the cabinet, put his face directly on the bottle, and stroked the bottle like a lover.

It looks like a master brewer who has been devoted to something all his life and is obsessed with his craft.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the fact that the place he is stroking is a woman with revealing clothes on the wine bottle, with breasts exposed. This is not very elegant.

"Don't you even refute that you are a pervert? By the way... fashion trends? What does fashion have to do with you being perverts?"

A bit reluctant to bother with the pervert, but his curiosity still made him wonder what this fashion trend had to do with why they looked the way they did.

And Irena, who was one step ahead of him, said casually without raising her head at this moment:

"If I'm not mistaken, they were talking about fetishes, more precisely about...foot fetishes and fetishes."

"Foot fetish and fetish?"

"I just like girls' feet, and things girls step on...probably."

"Ah~ So that's how it was..."

After Irena said this, he felt that he could roughly understand it.

This is probably the same as he thought that he could drink the wine brewed after the girls washed their feet.

Of course, it's not that he has any strange sexual fetishes, it's just that he knows that modern wines are generally made by machines.

When it comes to high prices, it seems to be brewed with the ancient method... Simply put, it is artificially pressed. It is said that it is more pure, more authentic, and the taste is more mellow.

In fact, it may be just a gimmick to sell a higher price?But it was once rated as the most hygienic and healthiest way of making wine, and he didn't know much about it.