Another World Witch Training Manual

085. Cream puffs

When Eve woke up, she found herself in the study.

Her clothes were neatly worn and smelled faintly of soap.

In the latter half, she was almost unconscious, her mind filled only with that image of relentless bombardment.

After Xinlai learned that she had fainted, she thoughtfully helped her take a bath, dressed her, carried her to the study, covered her with a blanket, and left quietly.

"what……"

Eve blushed involuntarily at the thought of their passionate night together.

But just as she was about to turn around, she felt a piercing pain throughout her body, and her legs were almost unable to move.

Well, Sylvie is right. By the end, Sylvie's sexual encounters had become quite rough, even bringing tears to Sylvie's eyes.

If Xinlai hadn't had some conscience and applied ointment after giving her a bath, she probably would have been in even more pain.

With a sigh, Eve reminisced about everything that happened last night, then lay flat on the bed to rest her body, which was on the verge of collapse.

Unexpectedly, as if by telepathy, Xin Lai knew that she had woken up, so she knocked on the door and pushed it open to enter.

Gordon was following behind him.

"Ah! Sin Lai..."

Eve's voice was a little hoarse; she had screamed too loudly and gone too deep last night, which was unavoidable...

"Take a look at it for her."

Gordon bowed slightly, extended his finger, and hovered it in mid-air, using divine magic to examine Eve's physical condition.

After a while, Gordon naturally withdrew his hand.

"Hmm... Miss Eve is fine. Judging from her voice, she seems to have plenty of energy."

"?!"

Gordon then turned to look at Sinley and shook his head.

"Your Highness, that is true, but you should still be mindful of moderation."

Xinlai nodded, signaling Gordon to step back and wait for him outside.

He hadn't expected Gordon's divine magic skills to have the ability to detect physical conditions; that was pretty good.

After Gordon went outside, Sinley sat back down on the bed.

"It seems the lady has plenty of energy... I guess I need to work harder."

Eve turned her head away shyly, feeling rather uncomfortable being called "Madam" by Sin Lai.

"You...go find your Gordon right now!!"

"Can you move?"

"No... Ah!"

Eve covered her red lips with the back of her hand, her gaze lingering on Xinlai.

"Would you like me to apply some more medicine for you?"

"Um……"

……

……

"You, go away! I don't need you to wipe it for me anymore, waaaah..."

Xinlai pulled up her pants and smiled helplessly.

It's not his fault; it's normal to be irritable in the morning.

The fight had left Eve with tears streaming down her face, and besides the hickey from last night, Xinlai had two more teeth marks on her shoulder and several bloody welts on her back.

"Then I'll use healing magic. I'll come down for breakfast in a bit."

"You! You're not allowed to come here again! Do you hear me?!" Eve said in an almost pleading tone.

No, it won't.

After Xinlai healed Eve with healing magic, Eve's magic power became stagnant, so she had to kiss her twice more.

After kissing her twice, Eve's bed was wet again, and Eve kicked Xinlai out of their room without hesitation.

"Hmm? Sylvie?" Xinlai had just finished tidying her clothes and left the study when she saw Sylvie, with long hair draped over her shoulders and wearing a white veil that was partially visible, standing to the side. She shook her head.

"It seems that neither I nor Eve alone can completely subdue you..."

Xin Lai's anti-exploitation instincts instantly kicked in, and she shook her head. "Let's talk about this later..."

In Sinlai's castle, a meal was unusually served on the long table in the dining room.

After all, Xinlai is usually alone, so having Eve bring the food into the room would solve the problem.

But now that Eve and Sylvie are both considered Sinley's wives in name, they will naturally be seated on either side of the long table.

Xinlai sat in the main seat, with Eve to her left and Sylvie to her right, quietly eating their breakfast.

Gordon learned a lot during the two weeks that Sinlai was away, including becoming a qualified chef.

This further convinced Sinlai of Gordon's abilities, and as a result, she gave Gordon an extra 20 gold coins in salary.

Gordon deserves it.

After breakfast, Eve was on the verge of breaking through to become a witch and needed to cultivate alone in the study.

Sylvie, who loved tending to Sylvie's back garden, let her do as she pleased.

Sinley only asked Sylvie to learn at least one spell within half a month for self-defense, and Sylvie agreed.

Xinlai sat on the sofa in the living room, legs crossed, listening quietly to Gordon's report.

"Your Highness, during your absence, the Second Prince Simien proposed a targeted solution to the drought problem in the southwest region, which earned him the King's trust."

"Rumors circulated that the eldest prince, Galend, had contracted a serious sexually transmitted disease, and that an incurable putrid odor had appeared on the inner thighs."

Sinley reached out to interrupt Gordon's report, frowning in thought.

"You mean, Simeon's prestige within the royal family may now surpass that of Galendr?"

"Yes..." Gordon nodded, "and," Gordon glanced strategically around before continuing in a low voice:

"Simien has never given up searching for Miss Eve... After his confidant Simondo became the dungeon's guardian, Simien entered and exited the dungeon much more frequently than before."

"What is the Marquis of Tanstin's situation?"

Gordon shook his head. "I don't know. Simondo is currently in charge of access to the dungeon. All the names of people entering and leaving are sent directly to Simeon, so it's not convenient for us to plant our own people in."

"Um……"

Xinlai pondered for a long time, then asked, "How long until Marquis Tanstin's execution?"

"Three days."

Gordon glanced at his watch and answered truthfully.

"..."

Just as Gordon and Sinley were discussing the rest of the plan, a maid walked in from outside the door.

"Your Highness, Miss Alaya from the Church of Light requests an audience at the door."

Sinley and Gordon exchanged a glance, and Gordon then bowed respectfully before striding away.

"Okay, let her in."

Xinlai sat on the sofa, her eyes fixed straight ahead, lost in thought.

His level is now approaching lv.30, and he will definitely have to pay homage to his father afterward to go to the national treasury to find a special weapon.

This is a good opportunity to talk to your father, because something went wrong during Eve's trial last time, so he will be the one to judge her this time.

This way, he could legitimately contact the Marquis of Tansten.

However, doing so would definitely displease Simeon, and since the entire dungeon is probably full of Simondo's men, it wouldn't be easy for him to do anything.

"Difficult to handle..."

"Greetings, Your Highness the Third Prince."

Alaya had somehow appeared beside Sinlai and bowed slightly in greeting.

Today, Alaya wore a black and white robe with a crossed collar that accentuated her ample bosom, while a belt cinched her slender waist, creating a stunningly beautiful silhouette.

She had probably prepared carefully, with light makeup on her face.

"Yes, Miss Alaya, please have a seat."

Alaya sat down opposite Xinlai and said frankly, "Alas, His Highness the Third Prince is so busy with affairs of state. If I hadn't been inquiring about your news every day, I'm afraid I would never have had the chance to visit His Highness."