Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

Irena smacked her tongue out of shame, sighed regretfully, sat back and rubbed her calf again, complained about the hard work, and asked the village chief casually:

"I've been stepping on it for a long time, so I should be able to brew a lot of bars?"

"Hmm, maybe half a barrel can be made?"

"So little?! Obviously I stepped on so much! Grape-picking girls are such a tough industry!"

Irena was critically hit in an instant, and just fell back like this, lying on the sofa depressed, but suddenly thought of something while sighing.

But before he could ask a question, Luo Mo, who was on the back of the sofa, also thought of the same question, got up suddenly from the ground, just lay down behind the sofa, looked at the village chief who was still in his arms, and kept touching of wine bottles:

"Your wine shouldn't be a limited edition, right?"

"Ah? Hmm...sold thousands of bottles, right? Or more? Once it was released, it caused a huge sensation!" He was obviously the opponent, but the village head touched the bottle with a proud face. look like:

"I managed to snatch a bottle! All the ordinary wines in the village over there are now out of production, and they have all become wines produced by Rosemary Sauce alone!"

"Oh~ Then, considering the normal situation....Is she stepping on it all day long? Is her physical strength so good? And can one person really accomplish so much?"

"Huh? This..."

The village chief was lost in thought, and Irena also sat up, looked at Luo Mo and nodded silently.

In Luo Mo's head, a picture of a group of men stepping on grapes appeared at this moment, and he was inexplicably nauseated, and instinctively shook his head to refuse, and Irena was about to say the suggestion:

"I suddenly don't want to know the truth..."

"You haven't drunk yet!"

"Ah? It seems to be? Hmm... then let's see!" As long as it doesn't affect himself, he is naturally keen to see people look unlucky.

"It's not too late! Let's go!"

Irena, who was still looking very tired, immediately stood up from the sofa refreshed.

The village chief, who hadn't turned his head around, subconsciously followed the two of them, but he didn't quite understand why the two of them looked at him with pity.

........................

A group of people non-stop went to the "over there village" next door, quietly approached the brewery, effortlessly knocked out the two men guarding the door, and then slightly opened the door of the warehouse-like building.

But just took a look.... The village head lost strength in his legs, and fell to his knees directly on the ground, crying exaggerated tears with a painful expression:

"——How could this happen! My old man spent his hard-earned money because of Rosemary Sauce! Go sell the competitor's wine! These... all these are all made by these disgusting hunks?!"

The village chief, who was still habitually holding the wine bottle in one hand, hammered the ground regretfully with the other.

"How should I put it, my condolences... No, you deserve it right for a traitor who doesn't respect your teacher or morality." Luo Mo subconsciously patted him on the shoulder, but the next moment he gloated directly at his misfortune.

But the scene in the room was indeed quite horrible.

"—Hey! Whoy! Whoy! Whoy! Whoy!"

A group of men, in groups of two, put their hands on each other's shoulders, shouting and stomping on the wine in the barrel.

At the door, you can feel how stuffy and hot it is inside. The man's body is covered with sweat. The heat after exercising further increases the temperature of the enclosed space.

The saliva from shouting and the sweat from exercising are also mixed into the grape juice along with the stepping action... Maybe it can also promote fermentation to some extent?

"Hahaha~! You all want to sell wine under my trademark, so hurry up! Work harder!"

As a registered trademark, Rosemary just sat on a chair and sipped red wine, laughing and urging the men to work hard... Little did they know that her business secrets had been completely exposed to the eyes of the three people outside the house.

"Ah~ It's refreshing~ I'm going back to sleep~ Next, you can deal with it yourself~"

Looking at the old man kneeling on the ground and crying, Luo Mo, who only felt refreshed, left so simply. He was not going to continue wasting time here when he hadn't had enough sleep... After all, he I don't want to mix too much with this group of perverts.

Irena, who was going to help justice, didn't care, and the village chief who was beating the ground couldn't get up again, and didn't notice his movements at all.

And he....before he went back to sleep, he went through the first treatment and temporarily sealed it in a wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel has been classified with other wines, marked [top wine in this village] [made with hatred and irritability in my heart] [origin: Ash Witch Irena]

"Very good, let me accept this! Treat it as a fine for betraying the master."

He said so to himself, while storing it in the storage space, he also emphasized in his heart that there was no way.

It's not that he wants to drink the wine that Irena stepped on, but that there are too many swindlers in this world. If he doesn't take the things from the scene, he probably has to become the second villager if he drinks the big man's wine. Lie down on the ground and beat the ground.

After drawing a line between himself and these perverts in his heart, he went out to ask the people in this village about the method of making and preserving wine.

After the other party brought him the ready-made semi-finished product in the wine cellar and demonstrated the whole process, and basically understood how to deal with it, he came out of the wine cellar again. The sun had completely set, and the surroundings had become pitch black.

The villagers disappeared for some reason, and only the non-stop screams and begging for mercy could be heard from afar.

"...Could it be that the two villages are fighting?"

Although he was sleepy from too short a sleep, his curiosity drove him to the source of the sound.

........................

After arriving at the entrance of the mourning village, Luo Mo did not find anyone fighting.

What is really happening is to some extent worse than gang fights...

The girl he was familiar with, Irena who was holding a wine glass, was tasting wine while laughing and waving her magic wand, controlling the grapes to hit the surrounding villagers indiscriminately.

And the villagers who had no way to resist her at all were running away covered in grape juice. Many villagers were even knocked unconscious by the grapes. Zimai was among them.

But at this moment, she no longer has the arrogance of the past, just lying on the ground holding her head, choked up and begging for mercy:

"I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore! I won't do OEM again! Don't call you a child anymore, let me go...!"

"It's so pitiful~"

Glancing around, he noticed the obvious grape juice on the wobbly, unsteady Irena, and he thought he could probably guess what happened.

Probably after discovering the OEM, the two parties quarreled and started throwing grapes at each other.

After throwing it away, it fell on Irena who was drinking.

It was the first time for Irena to drink, and she was too strong to drink, so she wanted to be stimulated by this, and she simply launched a drunken madness, and started the mode of killing and killing.

"——Ala~ Isn't this Carlos~? Come here to give me a catharsis? This is really good~~~~!"

Just when he felt that he should wait a while and come back before turning around and running away, Irena found him, and immediately put on an overly bright smile on her face.

"Ha... I don't know if you have noticed it yourself, but there is a very strange ambiguity in your words."

"No~?"

"Okay, so you want to beat me up, right? But before that, I want to ask." Luo Mo nodded and didn't run away, so he took this opportunity to say:

"Do you have any dissatisfaction with me? I think it's okay for you. If you put aside your prejudices, you think so too, right?"

"Hey~ah~ I really know how to talk~" The girl with two blushes from drinking on her face just staggered towards him, then her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she suddenly raised her hand Wand aimed at him:

"I'll give you one last chance - speak up!"

"No... Even if you ask me to say it a few times, my answer will not change. After all, I have never done anything particularly sorry for you, and I obviously take good care of you, right?"

"But you also hide a lot of things from me! Not only in terms of body, but also in psychology! You treat me like a child!"

In Luo Mo's view, the angry girl with red cheeks is no different from the awkward child.

It's even quite cute, and you can't help but laugh at it.

So he naturally didn't care, the girl deliberately made a fierce look, and he reached out and touched her head:

"Be good~"

"Huh? Do you think I'm a child?"

"No? This is an action only for adults."

"Really?" Irena, who hadn't even finished a glass of wine but was already drunk, squinted her eyes and poked his chest with a wand in doubt:

"I'm a witch? You can't fool me!"

"How come, even if I cheat anyone, I can't lie to you, Mrs. Witch!"

(This guy is completely drunk~ In this case.... can't you play casually?!) Luo Mo, who is superficially respectful, is excited as if he has discovered a new world, and he is even thinking about how to play.

"Master Witch...well, not bad...this one is good! Lady Witch...Call me two more times!"

Muttering to Mrs. Witch, Irena became more excited the more she thought about it, looking up at him expectantly as if addicted.

It was obvious that the drunken Irena's judgment plummeted, and she didn't see that the man in front of her, who seemed to respect her very much, was actually a traitorous and loyal guy.

"Yes! Lady Witch!"

"Ah~~ What a wonderful word! Say it from your mouth! It's so addictive~~"

Irena, who seemed to be moved, twisted her body into intoxication, drank all the wine in the glass in one breath, looked at him with bright eyes, and silently urged him to say more.

(Ah, it's the same as stroking a cat!) Luo Mo, who was still stroking Irena's head, had the illusion that he was stroking a cat inexplicably when he saw the pitiful gaze from the bottom up.

It's still quite a cute and well-behaved cat, and I really can't stop feeling...just like Irena is intoxicated by his flattery.

"Master Witch, you are so cute~"

"Hehehehe~ Of course~ If you can talk, say a few more~"

"Hair feels great too."

"Not only that! And I didn't take care of it! It's all born~!"

It was difficult to hide her smile...or Irena, who didn't even think about covering it up at all, puffed out her chest very frankly and showed a smug smile, even urging him to praise herself more.

So Luo Mo touched her head with his left hand and her chin with his right hand like stroking a cat, and kept nodding and sighing:

"Ah~ This skin is also great, so tender and smooth, it must have been maintained?"

"Haha~ I wouldn't do that kind of thing, but it's a bit itchy to say it~"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, then please allow me to touch your face."

"Then there will be a fee~"

"How can it be like this? I don't have any money on me, but, but!... I can't touch your supreme supple skin, I really don't have the motivation to continue living!"

Luo Mo pretended to be extremely disappointed, as if he couldn't touch him and would rather die.

This also greatly satisfied Irena's vanity, she laughed so much that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she simply threw away the empty wine glass in her hand, reached out and patted his head, and said rewardingly:

"You are allowed to touch the calves, but I don't know why my feet are sore~"

"That's great!"