Online Game: Confessing to an Underage Noble Lady at the Start

After playing an online game all night, he suddenly died and transmigrated into the game, becoming a famous villain.

At the very beginning, he confessed to the high-ranking duke's daughte...

Chapter 653 No, who can withstand this?

However, they discovered that each level of space was locked by magic.

For Victor in the past, breaking these magic locks was simple.

Because at that time, he had Vega by his side.

For Viktor now, this is actually quite simple.

All you need to do is use a few spells to destroy this magic lock.

Magical questions are simply inhuman.

Finally, as his consciousness wandered, Victor discovered a space that was not locked by magic.

He knew that the other party had left it there on purpose.

It was as if a door had been deliberately left open, waiting for him to force his way in.

Victor wasn't worried about any traps there.

Even if there were, they posed no threat to him.

So his consciousness followed this only open passage, heading deeper into the seventy-story space.

...

"Professor, professor?"

The familiar voice that rang in his ears made Viktor slowly open his eyes.

The surrounding haze gradually dissipated, and clear reality reappeared before his eyes.

He felt an unusual familiarity with everything around him.

From the books piled up around the room to the delicate flower pots placed on the windowsill and the edge of the desk.

The stack of books on the desk.

These are all exactly the same as his former office.

The chair he was sitting on, in terms of size, spacing, and height, was a perfect match for the chair in the college office.

It's as if someone specifically measured that chair and then replicated it here.

As for why he thinks that way...

Because Victor knew that this wasn't the college's office.

Just like that familiar voice ringing in my ears.

Even if she's familiar, she's not the same girl from ten years ago.

My gaze followed the sound.

The familiar girl was beside him, her faint fragrance occasionally stimulating his sense of smell.

Although the loose robes she wore concealed the outline of her figure, they still subtly revealed her allure.

"I...I saw you, you just fell asleep..."

"So I wanted to wake you up... I'm... I'm sorry."

Her voice wasn't bold; it was full of the shyness one has when meeting someone for the first time.

Like a little lamb that is often bullied, she even speaks so cautiously.

But her soft, gentle words often stirred up the protective instincts of those around her.

Seemingly seeing that Victor had woken up, she became even more flustered, so nervous that she even stammered as she pulled a piece of paper out of her clothes.

"Professor...it's like this!"

"I really can't solve this problem."

She handed the paper over with both hands and placed it on the table in front of Viktor.

The paper not only contained the magic problem, but also retained her faint body fragrance.

I really don't know where she hid that note in the first place.

Victor's gaze was focused on the magic exercise.

But how could he possibly answer such a question without Vega?

However, just as his thoughts were focused on the exercises on that piece of paper, the girl, exuding a delicate fragrance, moved even closer.

“You said before that people who can’t solve this problem will be punished.”

She continued softly.

"So……"

His shoulder finally touched that softness, and the fragrance, like a mischievous sprite, slipped in through his ear.

It felt like a gentle nibble on his earlobe, giving Viktor a tingling, numbing sensation.

It was like a spring of desire that could penetrate his heart, making him completely intoxicated.

"How...how do you want to punish me?"

Almost simultaneously, Viktor closed his eyes.

He confirmed his current condition through his body's reactions and the status bar display.

His body has been afflicted with a debuff called "Charm".

However, when facing a succubus, closing your eyes is a good approach.

Unfortunately, while Viktor could close his eyes, he couldn't shut down his bodily sensations.

Moreover, he closed his eyes, seemingly emboldening the other person.

Her softness no longer just touched his shoulder; a delicate fragrance rose from beneath it.

"Professor, why don't you open your eyes?"

It climbed onto his body and pressed itself against his chest.

With a subtle allure, it stirred his heart.

"If you open your eyes and look at me."

"I don't believe you, your eyes are empty~"