Escaping Corruption: I’m Not the Dragon King’s Little Darling Wife! 12

12. Missed Opportunity!

“Master Calysia, please don’t be so close. If we continue like this, others will gossip. You wouldn’t want to be discovered as a perverted Dragon King, would you?”

Reina pretended to be a dutiful maid, but her face was flushed crimson.

Calysia touched Reina’s earlobe with one hand and moved the other from her shoulder to her waist… She was truly skilled, discovering Reina’s weakness in just a few interactions.

“But I want to help you increase your power. How is that perverted?”

“Can’t I just increase my power by eating hearts?”

“The hearts were just a gift prepared in advance. Now, I’m going to give you all of Hoxas’s power directly.”

Calysia said seriously, even though her hands shamelessly betrayed her true intentions.

Reina could only comply. In terms of strength, she was no match for Calysia, and in terms of teasing, Calysia was even more skilled.

She’s really going to give me all of that guy’s power?

That was the magic power of a seventh-tier mid-ranking demon. That guy’s total magic power might even be far greater than Reina’s own.

Is it really okay to pour it all in at once?

Reina gulped.

Although she had recently concluded that deepening vassalization below high-rank wouldn’t affect her sanity, but rather, would increase her mental resistance due to the improvement of her attributes, including mental strength,

But receiving so much magic power at once would definitely break her!

“Reina looks so cute when she’s scared. Why not just obediently surrender your body to me? Then we can be together~ forever.” Calysia lifted Reina’s chin, a smile in her eyes.

“Your Majesty, I will serve you forever, but please don’t tease me!”

Hee hee~

Reina finally understood the purpose of the buttons on her collar—they were entirely for Calysia’s convenience in quickly accessing the Dragon Mark.

By now, the Dragon Mark had become the most sensitive part of Reina’s body, especially when touched by the Dragon King, the electric sensation was even more pronounced.

Ah-wu—!

The sudden sensitivity, like her soul being peeled away, made Reina involuntarily cry out. If she weren’t being held down by Calysia, she would have jumped up from the chair.

This was just the beginning.

Magic power gathered at the Dragon King’s fingertips, accompanied by a purple miasma. Sensing the presence of the Dragon Mark, it detached from the Dragon King’s fingertips and flowed into Reina’s body through the Dragon Mark.

Reina only felt a warm energy flowing through her body, like drinking hot tea in winter.

But as time went on, more magic power flowed in, and the accumulated magic power instantly activated the satiated Dragon Mark, releasing a large amount of exciting information, making Reina subconsciously bounce up—at this moment, the vertical pupils unique to dragons faintly appeared in her widened eyes, a characteristic of dragonification.

Reina’s hands, hanging by the sides of the chair, subconsciously lifted to push against the Dragon King’s waist, but unexpectedly slipped, changing from a pushing gesture to a shameful embrace!

Mmph… Slower, Master Calysia…!”

This feeling surpassed all past excitement, even making her begin to understand why not ingesting the Dragon King’s magic power for too long would drive her mad.

Ah-wuwu…

The brief magic transfer only took two minutes, but in Reina’s perception, two whole hours had passed.

In those two minutes, she had sweated more than she had during an entire afternoon of cleaning.

She collapsed weakly into the chair, every cell in her body savoring the abundant magic power, greedily absorbing the Dragon King’s power and thriving.

“Is… is it over?” Reina asked weakly.

“Does Reina want more?”

Calysia stood up neatly and tidied Reina’s clothes.

Saying she didn’t want more would definitely be a lie.

If she put aside the corruption, status, Calysia’s favor, and the super difficult start, Reina could guarantee that this feeling was more primal and addictive than any base desire. No one could refuse it.

To control this feeling, she would probably need to significantly increase her mental strength.

Unfortunately, Reina didn’t have a system, and she didn’t know where to start with improving her mental fortitude.

It seemed that transferring magic power made Calysia tired. She wrapped her arms around Reina’s neck, nuzzled against her, and said coquettishly, “Can you carry me to bed, little Reina?”

This was a maid’s duty, and Reina naturally wouldn’t neglect it.

She lifted Calysia’s legs with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist, gently rising from the chair. After confirming that Calysia wouldn’t play any tricks on her, she relaxed.

When Calysia’s dangling tail hooked around her ankle, she tensed up again.

The Dragon King was so light.

Logically, Calysia, with her wings and tail, should be heavier than a human girl. It was just that I had grown stronger.

Reaching the bedroom, she gently placed the sleeping girl in her arms onto the bed.

Then, while Calysia wasn’t fully asleep yet, Reina carefully took off her gloves, dress, underwear, and socks, rummaged through the cleaned wardrobe, changed Calysia into a cute white nightgown, and covered her with a quilt, finally leaving with satisfaction.

She put the removed clothes in a prepared wooden basin and filled it with hot water. At this moment, she desperately wished there was a clothes-washing spell in this world.

After carefully washing Calysia’s entire outfit, Reina hung them up to dry—there was no sun in this world, only a bright moon, so she simply found a separate empty room to store them.

Fortunately, the material of these clothes was excellent and wouldn’t wrinkle.

Returning to the cafe, Reina found that the place was a mess from before, so she had to clean it again.

A few minutes later, she returned to the bedroom and immediately saw Calysia’s terrible sleeping posture: her tail had pushed the quilt off the bed and onto the floor, and the two pink pillows were also missing—one was being hugged by Calysia, and the other shared the same fate as the quilt on the floor.

So, Reina covered her face with her hand, reached out, and said in a baby-soothing tone: “Calysia, don’t move your tail.”

“Yes, lie down, roll over~”

“A little higher…”

Finally, with her efforts, Calysia finally rested her head back on the pillow. To ensure she wouldn’t move around, Reina even tucked one of the pillows into her arms.

Once Calysia’s hands and tail curled up together, kneading the pillow in her arms, Reina gently covered her with the quilt.

“Reina…” Calysia murmured sweetly in her sleep.

Reina touched her forehead, complaining about Calysia’s sloppiness while picking up a mop, leaving the bedroom, and gently closing the door, intending to find other corners of the villa that needed cleaning, checking for any omissions… Why does something feel strange?

On the stairs, Reina suddenly froze, realizing she was a once-in-a-century ultimate idiot!

Calysia was asleep.

Not only had she missed a golden opportunity, wasting precious “counterattack” time, but she had even washed her clothes and put her to bed!

Hadn’t she become a real maid?!

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    Omnithorn

    Counterattack? How?

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