As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

Chapter 54: Guidance from Senior Sister

Lyanna's heart trembled, but she remained calm: "That's right."

She explained without hesitation, "The cultists have also set their sights on Hydra's poison sacs. Those guys use strange methods, and other than the Church of Holy Light, no one is better at dealing with them than the Blood of the False King."

After a silence that almost suffocated Lyanna, the old man lying in the healing chamber finally uttered a hoarse murmur, his cloudy eyes slightly opened, and a hint of intriguing expression flashed across his eyes.

"[False King] Ah..."

"Indeed, apart from the church, no one is better at dealing with cultists than them."

"As a chess piece, it's not bad."

Lyanna frowned imperceptibly.

If you must say, she just wanted to use the power of the "Fake King" and to possess that interesting man. The description of him as a chess piece was not wrong.

But for some reason, she felt subtly uncomfortable.

"This time, the fake King's Blood is said to be a man who enjoys romance." Ike cast a disdainful glance, his hoarse tone tinged with sarcasm, "Although you don't have much experience, you should be very good at toying with men."

"Well, let's take this opportunity to train him to be your dog."

Lyanna nodded slightly: "Yes."

Ike's order was exactly what she had in mind. However, when these words came out of Ike's mouth, Lyanna felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

The bitterness in my mouth became stronger.

--------------

The conflict between the Lionheart Faction and the South Sea Faction is not difficult to predict. One is a rising star and the other is an old faction. At a time when the Sands Faction is declining, it would be strange if the two did not clash in order to seize the territory ceded by the Sands Faction.

But factional fights usually last for weeks or even months. No one expected that the conflict between the two sides would end in less than a week.

No one expected that the South Sea faction would be completely defeated, and it was the Lionheart faction that won in the end!

It is true that Lionheart has the support of the Dark Magic Faction, but generally speaking, first-year factions rarely challenge second-year factions. It is already exaggerated enough that Lionheart can confront the South Sea faction head-on.

And that familiar name, along with this incredible result, once again entered everyone's field of vision.

"Roy Ironblad..."

"First there was the Blue Trial, then there was the faction fighting. Every time this guy makes a move, it's a big commotion."

"That's right. He even joined the student council. Which first-year student can be as active as him?"

Whenever they met that figure with black hair, black clothes and a black armband in the academy, even the most trouble-making ones would behave themselves, for fear of being targeted by him.

In fact, first-year students who join the student union usually lack the strength and qualifications, so even if they come out for routine patrols, they are mostly followers of seniors.

However, the title of knight of Princess Lionheart, winner of the Blue Trial, and member of the student council is too dazzling.

I heard that the prince of the South China Sea Kingdom became so isolated after the battle with him that he refused to go out of his house. This shows how terrifying he is.

Therefore, when Roy went out on patrol, his deterrent power was even higher than that of the seniors in the second and third grades. No one dared to cause trouble wherever he went.

Of course, after Roy left, some gossip and rumors between him and the student council president still circulated.

No one hates the feeling of being in awe and being respected, and Roy is no exception.

The image of a 'villain' is a thing of the past! Now I'm a model student, a role model of nobility, and the most handsome guy in the academy!

However, when he returned to the student union office with the patrol team, his originally high-spirited expression became visibly gloomy.

Honestly, with the prestige he'd built up, the student union patrols, which most first-years criticized, weren't too difficult. But the clerical work, which everyone loved, became something Roy hated to face.

The boy hesitated for a long time, but finally he sighed resignedly, and with a dejected look on his face, he pushed the door open helplessly.

As he expected, the brown-haired girl holding a cup of coffee was sitting at the president's desk and gave him a sweet smile.

The morning breeze blew gently through the window, and the soft brown hair floated slightly like the mellow aroma of coffee echoing in the office, while the smile with a slightly mature charm was more dignified and brighter than the clear blue sky and white clouds.

"Welcome back, everyone on patrol, thank you for your hard work."

That being said, Lyanna's eyes were clearly on Roy.

Roy noticed that the younger students around him, even the younger students, were breathless, embarrassed, and speechless.

You are still too young, and the bad woman has you under her thumb in just two moves!

Roy walked straight up to Lyanna and lectured her, "Patrol is over, now it's time to do the paperwork."

"President, don't be idle either. Finish your coffee and get down to business."

"Ah? Didn't you agree to call me senior?" Lyanna sighed resentfully, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and frowned her slender and thick eyelashes.

This sound made people's bones soften slightly.

Almost everyone in the office cast a silent condemnation at Roy.

Yell, yell! What a great opportunity, why don’t you yell?!

Roy's mouth twitched, but he still said with a straight face: "It's working time now. I hope the president can show his working appearance."

"Oh, so we can do it in private?" Without waiting for Roy's answer, Lyanna raised her eyebrows beautifully: "Then I'll look forward to it."

Roy was speechless for a while, and finally he could only roll his eyes at her and go back to the long table to sort out the documents.

To be honest, he began to regret it.

The student union was Lyanna's territory, so she could unscrupulously find excuses and ways to tease her "member", and Roy found it difficult to refute or even avoid it.

I am not a fan of Lyanna's who can't wait to kneel under her skirt and suck her toes.

The so-called bad woman is nothing more than someone who wants to use her charm to win other men over to herself. Lyanna probably also wants to snatch herself away from the Lionheart faction.

But this level of temptation can be overcome by enduring it, and it is far from enough to make you give in!

Thinking of this, Roy ignored the girl who was looking at him with a smile and buried his head in the paperwork in his hands.

The Student Union would collect taxes from the shops run by the major factions. Since there were so many factions, big and small, it would be a hassle to calculate the taxes every time, whether Viszea had a calculator or not.

"Ok?"

Roy soon discovered that something was wrong with today's tax payment. The total figure didn't match what he had expected.

At this moment, a wet fragrance quietly came to my ears.

"Junior, the numbers here are wrong."

Roy shuddered suddenly, but froze instantly when he touched the warmth behind him.

So big...Oh no!

"Lyanna! What are you doing?!" Roy turned around and shouted angrily through gritted teeth.

Lyanna stared back at him shamelessly, feigning innocence. "I'm helping, isn't it? Guiding the student council members is my job, isn't it?"

"But......"

"Shh~ Everyone is working hard, please don't make loud noises and disturb them."

Roy almost laughed out of anger.

"You are harassing me, aren't you?"

"Hey, if you don't like it, just learn it quickly. If you learn it, you won't need me anymore, won't you?"

After thinking for a moment, Roy had to admit that the other party had a point, and whispered, "Hurry up!"

Who knew that just as he finished speaking, a hand as delicate as silk covered the back of his hand.

Chapter 55: Have you had enough fun?

As the student union president, he sexually harassed a student union member in front of his classmates.

Is this reasonable?

Roy quickly raised his eyes and looked at everyone sitting there.

Your student council president is doing something stupid again, stop her!

However, everyone acted as if they didn't see it, and even lowered their heads even lower.

Roy was dumbfounded.

Logically speaking, wouldn't a licker hate to see their goddess get close to other men? She's already touching you, why are you still pretending not to see it?!

In response, Lyanna smiled but said nothing.

She certainly wouldn't bring that kind of annoying bootlicker who was greedy for her body into the student union. Of course, those who did were the kind of people who admired both her and Roy.

In other words, the entire student council is Lyanna's hand-picked Roy x Lyanna fan club.

Not to mention stopping him, if Roy wasn't too strong to defeat them, they would have probably pinned Roy to the ground and let Lyanna enjoy him.

Roy tried to make a final effort: "After all, I'm not your little brother. I don't need to teach you step by step, right?"

"But my junior is so stupid, he can't even do the math~"

"you......!"

There was another burst of moist fragrance in his ears, which made Roy tremble slightly.

"Stop imagining this. Don't you want to finish this quickly?"

At Lyanna's reminder, Roy could only say reluctantly, "Okay."

It had to be said that Lyanna was much better at paperwork than he was. She spotted the discrepancy in the accounts immediately, took his hand, and began to recheck them.

However, these few short minutes cost Roy his life.

The back of my hand felt cool, soft, and delicate, while the breath mixed with the aroma of coffee echoed in my ears. Occasionally, the falling brown hair would stir my cheeks, bringing with it a faint fragrance that only Platycodon can have.

It seems bitter, but when you are in her arms, you can taste a hint of mellow aftertaste that makes you hard to extricate yourself.

Although Roy could still barely endure all this, the warmth and fullness that he felt from time to time behind him really made him feel upset.

Anyway, the pen was basically under Lyanna's control. Feeling the silky and smooth touch hidden under the dress, Roy's thoughts unconsciously strayed.

Don't be fooled by his slim figure, this guy's size is not much worse than Nia's...

"Junior, it's not good to be distracted, okay?"

"!"

Roy came back to his senses instantly and said coldly, "I wasn't distracted, it was Senior Sister. Let's finish the account quickly."

"But..." Lyanna seemed to be trying to suppress a laugh, "The accounts have clearly been settled long ago, yet you're still keeping your head down."

Lyanna lowered her head and gave Roy a playful glance. "You may sound impatient, but your body is very honest."

Roy immediately said angrily: "I didn't!"

"It's just that since you didn't move, I didn't want to disturb you to settle the score..."

"Ah, did you lie?"

"???"

"Didn't you notice? I just finished correcting the accounts." Lyanna paused, covering her mouth with her hands in amusement. "So you really were distracted, weren't you?"

Roy opened his mouth with a red face, but was speechless. In the end, he had to close his mouth again, turned his head away angrily, and no longer looked at the smug face of the bad woman.

The student union has a lot of tasks and has the right to ask for leave more times than ordinary students, and this is no exception today.

After finally finishing the morning's paperwork, it was finally lunchtime. Everyone else went back to rest and prepare for the afternoon classes, leaving Roy alone to eat with Lyanna in her office.

Neither of them went to the cafeteria and brought some simple lunch with them.

Lyanna deliberately sat in front of Roy, a little surprised: "You didn't go to the cafeteria today, did you do it specifically to accompany me? Some are happy."

Roy curled his lips. "It's because you always follow me to the cafeteria, causing a lot of gossip! Rather than being misunderstood by them, it's better to just eat here."

"I don't mind being misunderstood." Lyanna shrugged, then picked up the cherry tomato from the lunch box, put it to her lips and took a bite.

The juice overflowed, making the already rosy lips look even more crystal clear and lovely.

"It seems that my junior prefers to be alone with me rather than in front of others."

Roy, who was chewing on bread, almost choked to death.

Lyanna couldn't help laughing at first, but then she changed the subject and looked Roy in the eye. "But if we really have to spend some time together, why not go somewhere formal? I know a nice restaurant. Would you mind going?"

Under the dining table, the black silk jade feet wrapped in high heels rubbed against the boy's trouser legs intentionally or unintentionally.