Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

And in this era without wine-making machines, naturally he can only use the most primitive way to make wine, so if he has no choice, he will of course choose a girl, and he will not choose a man or an old lady.

But... In his personal opinion, normal people should also choose this way. Even in ancient times, unmarried girls stepped on grapes, and I have never heard of uncles stepping on wine.

But what does that have to do with needing to be a pervert?Isn't this a normal sale?If selling wine would turn you into a pervert, then wouldn’t all the wine sellers in ancient times be perverts?

.... As he was thinking like this, Irena raised her head and glanced at it, as if she had seen through the same thoughts he had once shared with her, she shook her head and said:

"Look carefully at the wine in his arms, what's written on it?"

"What did you write? I remember reading it... Well, let me read it?" He subconsciously extended his hand to the village chief, whether he had read it carefully before.

But the village chief turned away, protected his drink, and said vigilantly: "You don't mean to grab the bar with me?"

"It's just a bottle of wine, and I've finished it. How could I be so bored and grab it from you? Just take a look!"

"This, this... If you promise me, master, I won't kiss or mess...touch." The village chief, holding the wine in his arms very preciously, emphasized:

"By the way, I also agreed to be our teacher, so I'll let you have a look!"

"... Isn't wine for drinking? The bottle is just a waste product. Why are there so many rules?"

"Are you sure!? I'm lending you my favorite wine! You just need to teach me the secrets of being shameless, isn't that fair!"

"I think it's totally unfair."

"This is a little flexible!!"

"...All right, since you sincerely ask for advice, it's not that I can't teach you something."

This is nonsense, he doesn't intend to teach anything at all, after all, this kind of shameful teaching is the same as public execution.

"That's great! Master! — Here you go! Look!" The village chief raised the wine and cheered, then handed the wine to him to show him the photo on it, and said with a smile that men can understand:

"Look at this charming Rosemary sauce! And look at the [made by people's heart-filled steps] written on it! The opposite village deliberately wrote the origin as Rosemary sauce! You understand what it is all about Mean it!"

"Hmm.... did she spit in it??"

"Wh-you, what nonsense are you talking about! How could Rosemary Sauce spit on it?! It's not about the producer but the place of origin, it's just to stimulate consumers! It's just to arouse desire!"

"...If it proves that the big guy didn't step on it, I can understand that it can make people feel at ease, but if you understand it from your strange understanding, it means that she spit in it, would it be better to buy it?"

"—Ah!? Indeed! This is a blind spot! It might be that Rosemary-chan spat in it! If, if so..."

The village chief, who was awakened by the words, watched the wine bottle in his hand dripping down uncontrollably.

Scared by this appearance, Luo Mo directly turned over the coffee table, and went to Irena's side, trying to sit on the same row of sofas with this pervert who had just started and surpassed himself as much as possible.

At the same time, he feels that he has roughly mastered the psychology of these perverts... In fact, it has nothing to do with selling wine, it's just that he is perverted.

"Wow... this guy is more perverted than you?" Irena was also frightened, but she poked his face with her wand to prevent him from approaching her, and joked:

"Now you can't tell who is the apprentice and who is the master."

"...I don't want anything to do with this kind of person at all."

"What a coincidence, I don't want to have anything to do with people like you, so it seems that we rarely have the same mood."

With a smile all over her face, Irena said cruel words mercilessly, making him feel like he was shot by an arrow while lying down.

"...It's just been a while. You seem to be more venomous than before? Where did you go to study?"

"You also seem to be more perverted than before? Where did you go to study?"

"...Are you treating me a lot harder than before? Illusion?"

"You should think about it carefully, what did you do when you met!"

Facing his innocent appearance, Irena gritted her teeth and couldn't help poking his face with her wand to vent her dissatisfaction.

And he could only silently turn his eyes away in order to escape Irena's gaze staring at him.

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When the village chief was excited there for a long time, he wanted to taste the wine in it, but found that the wine in the bottle had already been drunk by himself, and after falling into a decadent state for a while...he suddenly thought of something again, without further ado He opened the door again and led the way out:

"It's not a problem to look back all the time, let Miss Witch come and produce a new bar for us now! It's not too late! Do it right away!....Sell the wine produced by Miss Witch, and I can sell Rosemary Sauce wine!"

"No, I didn't promise at all, I want to step on for you..."

"Hmm! Folks! Miss Witch is full of energy! Bring the biggest barrel and the best grapes!"

"....You still don't listen to people's words at all, your kind." Irena sighed deeply, and wanted to escape from this strange place.

"It's really rude, even I don't want to be in the same category as this kind of person, okay?"

"...Then hurry up and slip away at a time when no one is around." As she spoke, she backed away calmly, wanting to get back her clothes and escape from this place that is said to be rich in wine, but in fact it is more like rich in wine. Perverted village.

The excuse was invalid, and Luo Mo, who was somewhat depressed, was just about to follow, when the village head just turned around and put his hand on his shoulder:

"Master! Where are you going? The future of our village depends on you!"

"You should find a place to throw away the filthy future that looks like you're begging for a living in the garbage dump." Luo Mo imitated Irena's poisonous tongue without even thinking about it.

"If we lose it, we can be bachelors for the rest of our lives! All the women in this village hate us for treating us coldly. What if we can't get your guidance?!"

The serious look of the village chief made Luo Mo feel a little sick to his stomach.

Although I really want to suspect that he is exaggerating, judging from his previous performance, what he said seems to be true?

After all, the village head is still unmarried at an old age, let alone the others, otherwise they wouldn't... or in other words, they wouldn't be able to go after the big boobs in the next village in a fair manner.

How did the people in this village suffer so badly?Is it really normal to be too perverted?

Looking at the men who surrounded him and didn't want to let him escape, Luo Mo, who was still burying them in his heart, finally softened his heart.

So I caught them easily, and Irena, who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, planned to wish them a helping hand.

But he really didn't lie before, because he didn't have any special training in this area, but simply had a secret, so - he decided to teach them his profound meaning.

"Okay, you all must calm down and listen carefully, my principles of life."

"""Uh-huh!"""

The men seemed to have found a mentor in life, and nodded in unison, and some even took out their notebooks to record his good words.

The movements were neat, and those who didn't know thought they had undergone special training, so Irena covered her face and turned her back, unable to bear to look directly.

He was very straightforward, and slowly expressed the knowledge they longed for:

"——As long as the waves don't die, they will die! Remember this sentence, use it well, and you will definitely be able to reach the pinnacle of life!"

"Oh oh!!"

"What an inscrutable speech!"

"Teacher! What does wave mean?"

"Ah, I want to know that too!"

The ignorant men raised their hands to ask questions amid cheers.

The diligence of seeking knowledge, the simple eyes eager for knowledge, and the eagerness to learn all made him smile in relief:

"It's very simple, just work hard to die, work even harder to let yourself die and not die! To enjoy the pleasure of walking on the edge of life and death, as long as you can reach this state, you will definitely be able to--huh?! "

"Teaching" tirelessly, he didn't finish his sentence, and even waved his arms and shouted happily... After all, Irena, who couldn't listen anymore, took out the bread in stock and stuffed it into his mouth. Blocked him tightly.

"—You idiots! Don't just listen to his nonsense!" Unbearable, Irena put her hands on the bread, gagged his mouth and yelled at the villagers who were about to get angry that she attacked her mentor scold:

"Can your situation be the same as his? This guy looks like a pervert, but he is actually a pervert, but he is different from you perverts! It's completely different!"

"What's the difference?!"

"The teacher who bullied us also insulted us?!"

"It's unbearable!!"

"Don't think that you are a witch, so you can talk nonsense!"

"We have dignity too!"

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Although they are used to being despised by their own people, the villagers also despise themselves so much for this newcomer, as if they were immediately irritated.

It was as if a certain switch had been turned on, and the crowd was so angry that they wanted to go on a witch hunt.

Irena was also quite speechless to this group of people, shaking her head repeatedly and explaining:

"The pervert I'm talking about is not just perverted behavior, but a more fundamental pervert. The most fundamental reason why this guy can fight to death is that he can fight like a pervert? Even if I can't beat him, he can go Poke the big fox's butt, if you follow him to poke, it's simply to die!"

"Really? Can a man be stronger than a witch?" The village head seriously doubted her words, and Luo Mo also bit the bread, swallowed the part in his mouth, and shook his head again and again:

"Don't listen to this witch's words. This guy is lying all day long and there is no truth. I can walk the world and die without dying, all because of her backing!"

"Oh! That's the househusband? Is this the relationship between you and Miss Witch?"

"That's not true. We are actually close friends. We have formed a deep friendship since the beginning of our acquaintance! We only separated for a while while traveling together, and now we meet again under the powerful ties."

"....Really?"

The village head was a little dubious about this unbelievable situation.

But apart from the words of support and close friends, is there really nothing wrong?But even so, Irena still wanted to refute.

But at this moment... a strange sound came from a distance.

""Hey! Hey! Hey!"""

She looked subconsciously, and saw a group of men working together, instead of horses, pulling a cart carrying a large amount of wine in front.

In that car, there was still a beautiful girl with huge breasts in a low-cut dress.

Taking a closer look, that person is still...the person printed on the wine bottle that the village head still holds in his hand—Rosemary.

"Ah, isn't this the village where you can't sell alcohol? What are you doing?"

Rosemary, who exudes the temperament of a female villain, casts contemptuous glances at the villagers with a haughty smile, and even speaks in mockery.

However, none of the villagers were angry. They subconsciously exclaimed in unison, ""Rozmary Sauce~~""" and even blushed inexplicably, just staring at her like a nympho with an irrepressible smile.

This attitude of being despised but still accepting, and even welcoming them with a smile, made Luo Mo feel ashamed for them, worried that they would be treated as their kind, Xiaobu approached Irena to distance herself from the villagers.

Irena, on the other hand, showed distinct displeasure towards these people:

"...These guys are obviously just perverts who are greedy for beauty, why is their attitude towards that woman so much better than mine?"