Chapter 267 Woman’s intuition is truly terrible

Chapter 267 Woman's intuition is truly terrible

Lathel had to restrain himself not to say the words: 'I think the same as you.'

He felt as if he had just transformed into a main character. Why? As soon as the female lead saw the male lead, she would immediately hate him, but her attitude would then change, and she would start liking the male lead as if he were the female lead's only light.

However, Lathel enjoyed this feeling. Who doesn't want to be the male lead in a novel series?

After all, Iritellis is not a heroine; she is even his slave, so no matter what he does, the system cannot stop him.

"Wait! What if other people are not affected by the power of those eyes? Is that person also your destiny?" Lathel suddenly frowned and asked.

Hearing that, Iritellis suddenly stopped, stared at Lathel, and said: "That can't be possible. However, if there is someone who is not affected by my eyes, then I don't care."

"Lathel, you didn't care about danger to protect me. That alone is enough for any girl to feel that you are their destiny."

"Me too..."

"Enough!" Akna immediately shouted, pulling Iritellis back and not letting her get close to Lathel.

"You... Why do you always stop me?" Iritellis shouted angrily.

"I must protect Young Master's safety." Akna used an expressionless face to speak, however, her words were filled with jealousy.

"Huh! Are you jealous of me? Ah! After all, you are Lathel's servant, but it seems like he hasn't touched you yet, right?" Iritellis said, her voice carrying mockery.

Akna clenched her hands, and her cold voice rang out: "If you want to die, I can help you go to hell right now."

"Ah! So scary..." Iritellis pretended to be scared: "Lathel, save me... She's about to kill me."

"Okay, stop scaring her, Akna." Lathel sighed and said: "I still have something to ask her."

Akna looked at Lathel, then at Iritellis. She then sat on her knees, her hands on her thighs, as she assumed an extremely serious posture.

"Bleh... bleh... bleh..." Iritellis stuck out her tongue, taunting Akna.

Lathel: "..." ( ̄ ̄ |||)

'Are you children? Wait! Why do I get the feeling that this scene is somewhat familiar?'

'Ah! The Enchanter Tower, Lafien, Radius, Lilith, Charlotte, and Alec...'

Remembering the situation at that time, he could only sigh. Lathel shook his head, trying to forget that tiring memory, and continued asking: "So... were you the only one who was brought to this place?"

Iritellis nodded and said: "That's right. I am used to solitude, and besides... in the Dark-Elf clan, worshipping the 'Goddess of Lust' is also discriminated against. I was expelled from the clan."

"Not only do I worship the 'Goddess of Lust', but I also carry the 'Eyes of Lust'. Of course, no one wants to accompany me."

"Wait!" Lathel frowned, as he felt that something was wrong: "Most of you Dark-Elves worship the 'Goddess of Lust', so why is worshipping the 'Goddess of Lust' discriminated against?"

Iritellis sighed and said: "That is incorrect information. In fact, the Dark-Elf race only has a small number of Dark-Elf females who worship the 'Goddess of Lust'."

"Why do you worship the 'Goddess of Lust' when doing so would be frowned upon by others?" Lathel asked confusedly.

"This..." Iritellis tightly grasped the cloth wrapped around her body: "I can't say it."

"I'm afraid that one day she will stab you in the back. That is why a slave contract is extremely necessary."

Hearing that, Lathel nodded, agreeing with this. Even though Iritellis also showed that she liked him, it couldn't be ruled out that she could be lying.

"Good! Then... Iritellis, do you accept continuing to carry the shackles of slavery?" Lathel looked at Iritellis and asked: "You will become my servant anyway; will that not upset you?"

Iritellis shook her head, smiling confidently. She said: "Thank you, Lathel. You always care about my feelings, which makes me like you even more."

"Ack! This..." Lathel hesitated, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I agree." Iritelles continued: "Anyway, I'm determined to become your woman. Whether there are shackles or not, it doesn't affect my thinking."

Hearing that, Akna became even more upset. She then took out a necklace, startling Lathel.

"Akna, that is..." Lathel saw the necklace in Akna's hand and immediately felt a bit confused because that necklace... looked like it was for a dog.

"That's right, is being a young master's servant any different from being a dog? This necklace can seal the magical energy inside her." Akna explained.

"With this necklace, she cannot harm Young Master, and of course, Young Master can control this necklace. As long as you want, this necklace can explode."

"The power when it explodes is equal to a full attack from a level 80 magician. I guarantee, her head will turn into ashes in an instant."

Iritellis gritted her teeth; she was angry not because of the use of the necklace in Akna's hand but rather because that necklace actually looked like a dog's own, which meant that Akna was trying to use it to insult her.

"Akna, that necklace..."

"So beautiful..." Iritelles suddenly spoke, interrupting Lathel's words: "Young master, this necklace is very beautiful; can you give it to me?"

"This... but that necklace looks a bit like a dog chain." Lathel asked confusedly.

"Hehehe... It's okay; Akna is right. If I am your maid, then I am your dog; it is only natural that this necklace is like a dog chain."

Lathel: "..." ( ̄ □ ̄ 」 )

'Women in this world have really strange hobbies.'

"But... Master, can you give me this necklace?" Iritelles smiled and asked.

Hearing that, Lathel nodded and replied: "Of course."

Akna frowned: "No need, Young Master; to ensure safety, I will put this necklace on her."

"Ack! It's... okay."

Iritellis pouted, glancing at Akna with provocation. Akna also looked at her as if saying: 'If you can defeat me, then you can do whatever you want.'

Iritelles seemed to understand what Akna was thinking; in her heart, she also cursed: 'Hahaha... I don't need to defeat you. I just need to charm your master, sleep with him, then give birth to three children from him—one son and two daughters—and that will be enough to defeat you.'

Akna saw Iritellis' eyes and knew what she was thinking.

Lathel looked at them in confusion, while Akna and Iritellis stared at each other as if they were talking.

'Strange, women can communicate with each other without speaking?'

'It seems... a woman's intuition is truly terrible.'