Yes, Lady Funina!

And most importantly, she actually did it!

When she came to her senses, Fukalos became angrier and angrier, but she couldn't say it directly, so she could only express her dissatisfaction through silence.

"If I apologize, can you accept it?" Richard asked.

Fukalos glanced at Richard out of the corner of her eye and sneered inwardly, "Now you know how to apologize?"

Fukaros secretly resolved that she would at least hold out until Richard said three kind words to her before she would forgive him.

But to Fukaros's utter surprise, Richard didn't apologize with words, but with actions.

"Wait, no, that's dirty..."

When Fukalos saw Richard disappear from sight, she didn't react at first, but after she could clearly feel his presence, she became anxious.

She reached out to push Richard away, but it was too late.

Fukaros tensed her arches, her legs instinctively closing together, and her head, which had been upright, snapped back. She no longer cared about arguing with Richard; in just a moment, Fukaros's mind went blank.

At this moment, even time seemed to stand still. Fukalos felt as if she had been disconnected from the world, as if her five senses had been stripped away, and everything in the world had lost its meaning.

Because Fukalos's reaction was so intense, Richard couldn't help but wonder if he had gone a bit too far.

Thinking of this, Richard subconsciously licked his lips, and Fukaros, who had just come to her senses, happened to see this scene and immediately felt terrible.

Unable to bear it any longer, Fukaros raised her delicate white foot and kicked Richard hard to express her dissatisfaction.

Richard easily caught the other person, but Fukaros, whose little foot was being held, suddenly panicked.

"You...you mustn't do anything rash." Fukaros was genuinely frightened.

She was afraid that Richard would touch her feet, after all, in Fukaros's mind, Richard was capable of touching anything.

It belongs to the category of large livestock that can eat both meat and vegetables!

Richard's face darkened upon hearing Fucarus's words. Had this guy misunderstood something?

Seeing the black lines appear on Richard's forehead, Fukaros breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party wasn't so desperate as to be indiscriminate in his pursuit of prey.

Fukaros thought she knew Richard very well, but now it seems she's not so sure anymore.

I knew the other person was lewd and bad, but I never imagined they would be that bad.

Absolutely inappropriate!

As Fukaros was thinking this, she saw Richard come close again and, while she was still lost in thought, kiss her lips once more.

After their lips met, Fukaros couldn't help but wonder if this counted as an indirect kiss.

But this idea was quickly forgotten thanks to Richard's superb skills.

After all, they've already kissed, and she's still herself no matter what. Richard doesn't mind, so why should she mind?

Of course, that's what she thought, but Fukalos decided to keep the matter to herself.

After being teased by Richard several times, Fucarus had clearly become very familiar with him and had become a true water goddess.

Water spilled from the corners of her lips, soaking the pristine white sheets. Her divine armor, which had become tattered and wrinkled at some point, was now in disarray. Even so, Fukaros did not remove her armor, whether she had forgotten or did it on purpose, no one knew.

But regardless of whether Fucarus has unlocked his divine armor or not, Richard has already unlocked his own.

He was very self-aware, and without even letting Fukalos mention it, he took the initiative to lift it up for her to see.

Of course, Fucarus didn't seem to appreciate it.

That's true. One is being bullied, and the other is actively bullying. How can they be the same?

When the atmosphere reached its peak, both of them knew what was about to happen.

Fucarus gripped Richard's broad back tightly, whispering in his ear:

"If you bully me again, I'll bite you to death!"

Richard was clearly up to no good; as soon as Fukaros finished speaking, he started moving as well.

As expected, Fukalos bit down very hard, both of her mouths were very tight, but fortunately Richard was incredibly tough all over, so this damage was just a drop in the ocean for him.

And you should know that although a lot has happened, it has only been less than ten minutes. Although the performance is nearing its end, it is still continuing.

After waiting for Fucarus to get into the rhythm, Richard held her in his arms and then snapped his fingers with his free hand.

Instantly, the projection crystals burst into dazzling light, and they appeared on the 'stage'.

Wait, how come you're using a projection crystal?

The moment the thought crossed Fukaros's mind, she 'saw' the audience below the stage. Even though she knew they couldn't see her, she still couldn't help but feel like she was being watched.

This feeling quickly transformed into an indescribable thrill, the result of which was that Fucarus was left with a 'wet' coating.

'Vulnerable'

Numerous buffs, including 'sensory enhancement'.

Whether it was Richard's doing or not, after the audience appeared for a short while, the perspective quickly shifted to the Inazuma delegation's private box.

Unfortunately, the other members of the Inazuma delegation in the private room were not in sight, but Yae no Miko and Kage were clearly visible to Fukaros.

Fukaros even had the illusion that they were watching her!

Fukaros then recalled what Richard had said earlier: that Shadows are extremely sensitive to gazes. Didn't that mean…

Guh... Just kill me.

Chapter 206 Master Li, the Bathhouse Attendant

When Fukalos opened her eyes again, the oracle had already started operating, and the room was no longer just a projection of a stage.

Fukalos felt as if her entire body was falling apart, as if she had been violently shaken by a pile driver all night.

However, Fukaros clearly overestimated herself. She was not stunned for a whole night. In fact, she had already fainted before the audience at the Opiclie Opera House had even dispersed.

The total boot time was less than half an hour before it crashed. It truly lives up to its reputation as a fragile water god.

Richard never expected Fukalos to be so vulnerable. She had been jumping around more enthusiastically than anyone else, but when it came to close combat, she found out that she was just a pushover.

Richard initially thought that Fukaros had brought him into the Prophecy Machine and shown him how to use the projection crystal, as if he was hinting at something.

Unexpectedly, she genuinely just wanted to use the projection crystal to watch a musical, rather than adding some fun to the night.

Not long after Richard started using the projection crystal, Fukaros seemed to have received a tremendous shock, becoming extremely sensitive. The slightest movement seemed to cause her to climax, and the price she paid was that she climaxed several times in a short period of time, literally knocking herself unconscious...

After Fukaros passed out, Richard naturally couldn't do anything more. He could only hold her and fall asleep with a bit of frustration. Who told him to go too far?

When Fukalos saw the faded dark brown stain on the bed sheet beside her, memories of yesterday flooded back like a tide.

Did I just faint last night?

Am I really that fragile?

Fukaros herself was already struggling to stay calm, so how could she just faint?

This shouldn't be happening! This doesn't make sense!

Didn't we agree that there's no such thing as land that's been over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion?

How come the land can't be plowed even though the ox is still warming up?

Fukaros took a deep breath and decided to blame everything on that damned projection crystal. No, the projection crystal itself was not at fault; the fault lay with people!

Richard is a scoundrel who uses underhanded tactics; this duel is anything but fair.

Moreover, Richard is clearly more experienced than her. Once she gets a little more familiar with the situation, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious!

As Fukalos thought this, she felt herself being lifted up from under her armpits by a pair of large hands, just like a cat lying on the bed being picked up by its owner who suddenly wanted to pet it.

"Betray?" Before Fukaros could even realize what was happening, her red lips were captured, and her other mouth was also given special attention and then sealed...

Undoubtedly, Fukaros's second campaign did not go well. As expected, after only about half an hour, her consciousness was on the verge of disappearing.

Her mind was almost completely blank, and she couldn't organize her thoughts at all. Her beautiful heterochromatic eyes rolled upwards, revealing the whites of her eyes, and her alluring red lips opened unconsciously, through which a small pink tongue could be vaguely seen.

The only thing she could follow was her body's instincts. Her hands tightly embraced Richard's broad back, while her slender, firm legs wrapped tightly around Richard's waist.

Apart from heavy breathing, there was only a series of 'plop' sounds.

After several more repetitions, Fukaros's body suddenly tensed up, her beautiful legs contracting forcefully inward as if trying to cut Richard in half, her arches taut, and faint blue veins visible on her fair insteps...

Ivanka turned into a cream puff.

After resting for nearly half an hour, Fukaros, having recovered, looked at the energetic Richard and Richard and finally realized what had happened.

Only Heaven's justice and Richard are not to be opposed.

Richard, in particular, was a beast!

Tireless beasts!

The idea that there's no such thing as land that's been over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion, is a complete lie!

Fukaros didn't want to move a single finger right now. Even though she felt sticky, the saliva that had been unconsciously dripping from the corner of her lips had dried, and something seemed to be leaking out from below, she didn't want to care.

If she hadn't already slept long enough and wasn't really sleepy, Fukaros felt that this level of exercise alone would normally be enough for her to sleep soundly for a whole day, the kind that no one could wake her up.

After Richard saw that Fukalos had recovered, he reached out to touch him.

Fukaros was terrified, her delicate face visibly contorted with panic. She quickly said:

"No, I... I definitely can't do it today!"

If it happens again, it will really break.

Even when faced with the destruction of the divine throne and the extraction of the power of water, Fukaros had never been as flustered as she was now.

The former was merely pain, while the latter... Fukaros couldn't describe the feeling in words. Comfortable... that was for sure, but besides comfort, it seemed to possess a magic that could drive people mad. This kind of pleasure etched into one's biological instincts was something no one could resist.

The only problem is... there are too many!

The feeling of pleasure overwhelming her like a tidal wave, the feeling of her brain being unable to organize its thoughts for a long time, the feeling of wanting to die yet being desperately eager, like a moth drawn to a flame.

Fukalos doesn't want to experience it again, at least not now.

Hearing Fukaros's pleading words, Richard remained unmoved and continued to reach out to her with unwavering determination.

Fukaros closed her eyes, her body ready to submit, but she still wanted to say something:

"Beast!"

"

However, the sense of fulfillment she had expected did not come. When Fukaros opened her eyes, she found herself being carried in Richard's arms and being led towards the bathroom.

'Wait, could this guy not be satisfied with just the bedroom and want to explore new scenarios?' This thought popped into Fukaros's mind.

It's worth noting that Richard has a history of such behavior; his previous manipulation of the projection crystal to alter the indoor environment was enough to give us a glimpse into his scheme.

It can be said that they have a very strong spirit of exploration.

Seemingly guessing what Fukaros was thinking, Richard suddenly felt a mischievous urge and said to the person in his arms as if on a whim:

"There should be a mirror in the bathroom, right?"

Mirror?

Fukaros's ahoge (cowlick) curled into a question mark. Why did she suddenly pick up the mirror?

But immediately, an image popped into Fukaros's mind: Richard holding her knees, placing her on his 'legs' in a 'W' shape, and repeating this over and over. Because she was facing the huge dressing mirror, she had nowhere to look, and apart from closing her eyes, all she could see when she opened them was the image of her 'suffering'.

No, just thinking about it makes Fukaros feel terrible. Her eyes turned panicked as she looked at Richard. You're playing too many tricks!

Was Clorinde treated like this before?

Fukalos couldn't imagine what Richard was like with that icy-faced female secretary.

She simply didn't spend enough time with Claurind. If she had spent more time with her, she would have been able to see through Claurind's cold exterior and warm interior. Richard, for example, knew that Claurind was not only cold on the outside but also warm on the inside, and that she was also very tight and smooth.

She belongs to the 'BoBo' girl category.

Why is she called "Bo Bo" girl? Because she goes in with a "plop" sound and comes out with a "boo~".

Although Fukaros could also make similar sounds, she was ultimately at a disadvantage due to her small size, and her voice was not as noticeable as that of Clarinde and Yae no Miko.

Seeing that Fukaros's face was becoming increasingly flushed and her expression increasingly panicked, Richard said:

"Lord Fucarus, what are you thinking about?"

Fukalos pursed his lips. Don't you know what she's thinking, you wicked thing?