He rarely used spells like "self-suggestion" anymore.

Now, he suddenly had an urge to pick it up and use it again.

Vega's body trembled on the table, his feathers quivering as he turned his head away, secretly laughing hysterically.

He seemed to really enjoy seeing Viktor get his comeuppance, and was extremely excited.

Vega only managed to stop laughing when Gwen took the initiative to leave Viktor's shoulder.

Hmm... I don't understand.

For a knight, this kind of magic book was still too advanced.

Gwen turned and sat on the soft bed, casually crossing one of her long legs over the other, tilting her head and intently watching Victor.

Viktor was looking at his book, while Gwen just stared at him, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

They seemed to realize that if they didn't do something soon, the night would probably just pass like this.

Viktor put down his book, rubbed his temples, and looked at Gwen, feeling a little troubled.

"...Why aren't you resting yet?"

"Waiting for you to come together."

Gwen looked at Victor, gently lifted one leg, and placed it leisurely on the bed, bending it slightly.

He hugged her legs with both hands and stroked them back and forth, as if she were treating her beloved doll.

At the same time, she nestled gently against her soft, warm legs and said slowly:

"Last time, you didn't get a proper rest."

Last time?

It refers to that time at the hotel on Mount Vesuvius, right?

Victor clearly remembered that they had only spent the night in the same room twice.

Once in a small town at the foot of a volcano, and tonight.

That time, he gave up the only bed to Gwen and spent the whole night meditating while flipping through magic books.

With the aid of magic, Victor's mental strength was enough to sustain him for several days without rest or sleep.

But to my surprise, Gwen kept this in mind.

Judging from her appearance, she seems to still be resentful about not getting enough rest that time.

After all, Gwen, in her current state of instinctual control, will express everything without reservation and will not hide anything in her heart.

Viktor sighed deeply and put down the book in his hand.

The book gradually crumbled in his hands, turning into black fragments that eventually dissipated into ashes, like the last petal of autumn falling.

It disappeared gradually, as if shattered by the cold wind.

Victor stood up and walked towards Gwen. But she tilted her head slightly upward.

Viktor's image was reflected in his pupils.

He was getting closer and closer to her.

Finally, it was within reach.

Gwen could even see Victor's chest when she looked up.

And I could smell the scent emanating from him.

Victor, however, spoke up:

"Okay, let's go to sleep."

After saying that, Gwen immediately rolled over and crawled into the covers, adopting a waiting posture.

Coming to her senses, she looked at Viktor, who was still standing to the side.

So he reached out his hands, lifted the blanket, and patted the bed next to him.

He gestured for Viktor to sleep next to him.

But just as she raised her eyes and met Viktor's gaze...

A strange glint, a mixture of pink and purple, flashed in Victor's eyes.

[Tier 1 Magic: Hypnosis]

[Assess target's resistance; target's resistance < magical strength; saving throw failed.]

[Hypnosis successful]

Gwen suddenly felt a wave of fatigue wash over her from the bottom up, and the hand that was patting the bedside instantly lost its strength.

Her head tilted slightly downwards, and her body fell to one side.

The next second, she fell fast asleep.

One cheek was buried in the soft pillow, and a pink blush spread across her cheeks, like a ripe apple, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Viktor simply watched her silently, his face expressionless.

Experienced mages always possess the means to remain invincible.

He looked at Gwen and said in a low voice.

"If you don't fall asleep, how am I supposed to continue my mission?"

Then, to make sure Gwen wouldn't wake up, Victor extended his finger and gently traced a line on her back.

[Tier 1 Spell: Hand of Severance]

His forearm instantly glowed with a bright blue light, transforming into a magical halo.

With a gentle flick, a straight line was drawn across Gwen's bathrobe from head to toe.

The bathrobe was cut open in a straight line, revealing Gwen's fair skin on her back.

With a flick of his fingers to both sides, the bathrobe opened even wider, almost revealing his entire back.

Even the majestic peaks at the edge are faintly visible.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"Excuse me."

Viktor extended his finger once more, tracing it down her spine like a pianist playing a piece of music.

It only stopped at the tailbone.

The next second, Gwen's back seemed to split open, and a golden light emerged from the crack.

Vega flapped her wings and flew over, landing on Victor's shoulder.

Looking down, a tsk-tsk sound came from the bird's beak:

"That's truly remarkable."

It opened its beak, looking at Gwen's back with admiration:

A golden scale pattern was embedded on her back like a brand.

"The approval of the goddess of justice."

"So, the Goddess of Justice had already taken her as her human form?"