The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Things are not what you think!"

Ashley struggled to raise her head, but Sigmund didn't move, but looked at him with a half-smile.

To be honest, since meeting Ashley till now, the female assassin has been as calm as water, and nothing seems to surprise her.

At this moment, what Ashley showed was a different side of her than before.

Perhaps a more authentic side.

"I'm so impatient, I should have locked the door." Sigmund teased.

"Shut up...shut up!"

"It's not because of you!"

Looking quickly across the room, Sigmund immediately noticed that there was only half a bottle of carnival beer left on the table.

"What did you put in the wine?"

"This is a serious wine. There's nothing in it. Besides, what does it have to do with me if you steal the wine?"

After corking the bottle, the bottle was placed on the wine cabinet against the wall, and Sigmund came to the sofa with a smile.

"Well...do you need me to help you?"

"To be honest, I don't know much about the things between you, the specific direction, the location..."

"Shut up!"

Ashley's voice trembled, and Sigmund accepted it as soon as he saw it. He bent down and pulled Rebecca out of Ashley's body, hugged her horizontally, and sent her to the bedroom behind her.

When he returned to the living room again, Ashley sat up from the sofa by her own will and was trying to stand up.

"Don't be brave, let me do it."

Sigmund walked quickly to Ashley's side, but when he saw the female assassin approaching him, his face changed drastically.

"Don't...don't come near me."

Before the words fell, his body softened and he collapsed into Sigmund's arms.

Unlike helping Rebecca just now, the thin fabric could not insulate the heat of the body. The moment the two bodies touched, Ashley felt the flame buried in her body explode instantly.

Limbs tightened violently, she was almost subconsciously looking for something.

But at this time, the eyes of Sigmund, who was treated enthusiastically, were clear. He understood the effect of carnival beer, and also understood why Ashley was unwilling to let him approach him just now.

To be honest, with the state of the female assassin at this time, he doesn't even need to take the initiative to do anything, as long as he gives up resistance, the woman on his body can help him complete the rest.

But Sigmund didn't even hesitate at all. With a slight effort in his hands, he broke free from Ashley's entanglement in an instant. With a strong shake, the female assassin was put down on the sofa again.

"Don't, don't..."

With eyes like water, Ashley watched Sigmund leave the room helplessly.

"Let's go, he just left?!"

The intensely intertwined thoughts in her mind and the abnormality of her body made Ashley fall into a momentary blankness.

But a moment later, with a soft bang, the door was reopened. In her blurred vision, she saw Sigmund reappearing.

"Sure enough, no one will give up this opportunity."

At this time, Ashley didn't know whether it was disappointment or hope that was surging in her heart.

For what will happen next, she has already made some psychological preparations. If it is him, huh... not...

"What do you want? Pick one!"

Misty she heard Sigmund's voice.

Clenching her teeth, the pain brought her back a little bit of sanity. Concentrating on it, she turned her head to look, but Ashley felt her waist and hips were loose, and there seemed to be no place for her intertwined legs.

Sigmund sat across from her, with a small tea table between them.

There are two things on the coffee table, a bundle of rope, and...

A stick as thick as an arm.

"You... what are you going to do?" Ashley's voice trembled so hard that she couldn't distinguish it.

She can guess the use of the rope, it is nothing more than binding control.

But what about the stick.

What is he doing with the stick?

At this time, Sigmund sat up straight and said, "The effect of the medicine has already taken effect. I can't knock you out directly, so you have to carry this stage on your own."

"In order to prevent you from moving around, I can tie you up with a rope."

or……

Sigmund picked up the stick placed on the tea table and weighed it lightly.

"You come by yourself?"

"What are you doing by yourself?!" Ashley almost roared out these words.

At first she thought she had guessed the result, but the reality told her that it was also the addition of sticks, but the difference between sticks and sticks was very large.

"Hit yourself."

Sigmund looked puzzled, "Pain can effectively relieve the effects of drugs for you. Based on your understanding of body structure, you can definitely create as much pain as possible while avoiding excessive damage!"

"You're not going to let me come, are you?"

"You... what did you say?"

"Hit yourself?"

Ashley froze.

"Of course, otherwise you would think that with a stick..."

etc!

Having said that, Sigmund seemed to understand something, and looked at Ashley with wide eyes and horror.

At the same time, his eyes unconsciously moved away from Ashley's face, and followed the trend downward...

"Don't think about it, get out, get out for me immediately!"

Not knowing where the strength came from, Ashley actually picked up the stick on the coffee table and beat Sigmund aggressively.

"Haha... poof..."

"Stick... no, I'm laughing to death!"

Sigmund dodged the attack nimbly, but when he thought of the scene of adding sticks in his mind, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I was wrong, I should have brought the sword stick..."

"roll!"

The strong wind howled, Sigmund ran out of the house and closed the door, and Ashley's hysterical shouts came from the room.

"If you dare to mention this again, I will kill you!"

It collapsed, the human setting completely collapsed.

Since then, Ashley's image of a cold-faced female assassin in Sigmund's heart has completely collapsed.

On the other side, Ashley, whose cheeks were blushing and wished she could get under the sofa, found strangely that the heat on her body was gradually weakening.

Those surging emotions were slowly brought under control, and she felt that the state of her whole body was developing in an excellent direction.

Even the losses caused by the previous repair of the body are being quickly repaired.

"What the hell is this?"

She cursed a few words secretly, but when the embarrassment passed, a warm current rose in her heart.

"Well, although adding some weird things to wine is indeed not a serious behavior, but Sigmund, you are barely a qualified gentleman."

"Not taking advantage of others."

At this moment Ashley let go of all her pretense and completely trusted Sigmund.

Lying on the bed, Sigmund, who was secretly laughing endlessly, was taken aback suddenly, and a line of handwriting clearly appeared in his own consciousness.

"During the teaching service, you won the complete trust of the female assassin Ashley Nova, and a real bond and bond was established between you."

The character is invited to go back and forth between the origin and the real world through the nightmare carriage.

Level up, you can extract an extraordinary characteristic from the target character through the nightmare carriage.

Including enlightenment and contract features.

The extraordinary characteristics extracted are consistent with the extraordinary class of the target character.

Every time you change the extraordinary characteristics, you need to use the nightmare carriage to operate.

WC!

Seeing these hints, Sigmund jumped up from the bed.

This is the correct way to use the female assassin.

Thank you book friend Xiuzhen Bingyan for the 500 reward