After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me - After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me chapter 38

38 – Full Moon Night (4)

My head is a mess.

Mercy managed to keep his vision from blurring.

Arms and legs bound by magic.

I could feel her faint body odor on the bed where she fell halfway down.

The owner of this place, Lena Roswell, comes close to her.

“…Ugh.”

Obviously, it was fear at first.

Lina Roswell is clearly insane.

Shale cult sucks her life force from her opponent’s blood.

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I can’t resist. She will die like this Mercy’s lips trembled.

“It’s sweet.”

Lina’s lips touched Mercy’s neck. She thought it would suck blood. But instead, her long, red tongue ran down her collarbone. Lina hurriedly bit her lips at the touch of her bristling and captivating touch.

“Don’t be scared. It’s my first time too. But I’m sure you’ll feel good. You’ll want to beg again, right?”

A voice so tender that it wears out. Lena Roswell’s breath was full of strange heat. Transmission of blue mushroom spores. It is done through the exchange of her bodily fluids. The process is no different from an aphrodisiac, so the contagious person cannot overcome the pheromone emitted by the agent.

Lina Roswell gently stroked her body.

Beyond her warm and tickling touch, a constant negative energy poured in. The red light emitted by the colored moon further boosts the heat.

Mercy’s toes trembled at her fatal temptation.

‘I can’t…….’

No matter how much I tried to hold it in, I couldn’t stand Lina’s sweet breath. Reason, solidified by fear, begins to crumble like a hole in a dam.

— Thump thump.

A hot heartbeat that knocks as if to break reason.

“…I’m sorry.”

A voice announcing that the preparations were finished came from Mercy’s throat. The corners of Lina’s eyes bent in the shape of a crescent moon.

When her lips were teasing here and there on Mercy’s body, she was about to absorb Mercy’s heated body fluids.

— I’m sorry.

A light wind rose.

Lina bent her head towards her door.

A handful of her cold, frozen hair fell.

At the same time.

— Cooung

The door with solid diagonal lines split in half and fell to the floor.

— Ttogak

A long bridge through a cracked door. Seeing that detached appearance, Lina muttered in a daze.

“Sharon Pierce.”

Sharon looks around her room and frowns at her. What were the two women doing with their bodies together? I’m not curious about that. Only to gauge her Lina’s condition.

“Stop it.”

The sharp sword was put out first.

Lina smirked.

“You look like Sharon, the Frost Knight, from the very beginning.”

“Get away from the kid, raise her hand.”

“You don’t like it?”

Lina puts her mouth on Mercy’s body with her eyes fixed on Sharon. The more her throat twitched, the redder her eyes. Mercy’s legs trembled.

“He seems to be in a good mood too.”

—

Clean swordsmanship.

Instead of answering, Lina’s hair on the other side is cut off.

The tip of Lina’s mouth that went up slightly stiffened.

“Ah. Her side hair is hard to grow. It’s too much. hehehe.”

“Calm down Lena Roswell.”

“Am I sane?”

“I hope you stop talking nonsense.”

“You know, Sharon. There are a lot of people who like cold things, but I think there are also a lot of people who are envious and jealous because of that kind of personality. It seems like you only trust your skills and act a bit mean.”

“…….”

“Oh, I guess you knew that too?”

“Ha ha.”

Sharon let out her short sigh.

What made Lena Roswell change so much?

I can hardly guess. I was thinking of organizing Ian neatly with the disciplinary committee as the starting point. That plan might go wrong.

“It’s broken. Why?”

“Does it really look like that? People have been looking at me with strange eyes lately? It’s a wound. It’s a wound. Ahahahaha.”

Lina smiles lightly.

At first glance, I felt the usual Lina Roswell.

“Inglam.”

Then the high-ranking spirits were summoned like flowing water.

— Cheee!

The moisture sublimated from Sharon’s hastily unfolded frost sword fills the air.

Overwhelming mana. If she hadn’t done her best, she couldn’t have stopped it.

Sharon’s eyes were colored with her astonishment.

On the other hand, Lena Roswell smiles and smiles.

“But am I stronger than before?”

“…….”

” How do you feel? Are you willing to listen to me a little now?”

Sharon glared at Lina in silence.

Perhaps taking that as a sign of her surrender, Lina sat down on her bed and swayed her feet.

“You know, Sharon. I used to have a hard time, right?”

A comfortable tone, as if confiding in her best friend.

It is strange that it was originally Lina Roswell’s way of speaking.

“Always smiling, considerate of others, always kind. That’s what people think of Lina Roswell, right? But you know what’s funny?”

Smile.

Rina walks to her desk with one corner of her mouth raised.

She then picks up a small doll.

She embroidered [To her best friend] Written on the outside.

“No one helped me when I was having a hard time.”

—

The doll was reduced to ashes.

Obviously, it was once cherished, but not now.

Swipe.

Lina shook her hand and brushed off her ashes.

“Because I’ve lived a very kind life? But I was starving and there was no one to help me? hehehe…”

Tilt tilt Lina Roswell’s body swaying precariously.

Aside from the madness felt in her movements —

Sharon Pierce opened her mouth.

“I know Ian Black Angus took care of you.”

“That son of a b*tch!”

— Coo!

Lena Roswell’s expression crumpled as she lowered her desk.

“Would you mind not including that child’s name?”

“Was she not in the same class as you? Maybe a classmate.”

“Classmates? Something like that? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? We just happened to be in the same classroom.”

“The fact that he is devoted to you is already rumored.”

“That’s Sharon, isn’t it the same for you?”

“…I have a different case.”

“That’s funny. Who gave you your sword as a gift? If you were to calculate the amount of money you received, you’d probably have more than me?”

“How do you know that?”

“As you said, they’re classmates. You’ve had a lot of opportunities to observe them. Ian.”

Sharon shut her mouth.

Lina smiled after winning the argument.

But soon the laughter gets terribly crumpled.

Ian Black Angus.

The thought of him burrows into her head again.

Bento box. Materials. Infinite gift. And the back of the head and the feeling of betrayal.

She has an inferiority complex towards Ian, who has suddenly become better than herself.

Emotions like hate.

When I think of Ian, all my emotions swell.

My brain burns hot.

I feel like I’m going to explode somewhere like this and become a fool.

“I hate it.”

“…?”

Lina started muttering to herself.

“The preparations he handed over. The lunch box he made himself. All of that is disgusting and disgusting.”

“It annoys me when he gets in my way, and I hate it to the point of wanting to kill him.”

“But after hearing what you said, Sharon… She brought me something to eat.”

“Why do I… Do I keep thinking of him?”

“I want to try it again. That bento box.”

Lena Roswell muttered, tilting her head through her red bloodshot eyes.

Her appearance was truly terrifying.

Sharon Pierce knows what she looks like.

Sharon’s mother had the same symptoms and attacked young Sharon to suck her blood, so she can be sure.

“It’s the beginning of blood.”

“Bloodblood?”

“It means that the four years are becoming the blood demon family.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Everybody thinks it’s not them.”

“But I’ve never met a Shaleman?”

Lina tilts her head.

It is worth acknowledging that he was able to maintain that level of reason even at the beginning of bloodshed. Of course, she couldn’t be a reason not to cut Lina.

Sharon thought as she moved the tip of her finger to the hilt of her sword.

“Why are you here?”

“I suspect. You and Ian… The relationship between that human being.”

“What does that mean?”

“Kirthos Anonymous Room. There, the leaf defended Ian Black Angus.”

“What does that have to do with me?”

“Because it must have been Lina and you who were active as leaves.”

Lina’s eyebrows twitched for a moment.

“… Aha. Did you get caught? Some of them were a bit limping on words. I wonder if that was too much?”

“At that time, you supported Ian Black Angus.”

“I was just saying common sense.”

“Why is that common sense?”

“If he really didn’t do well, wouldn’t he just be punished by the disciplinary committee? Why do you have to guess?”

“That’s why it’s weak. In order to cleanly deal with the target, you have to move more clearly and deliberately.”

At Sharon’s words, Lina tapped her lips for a moment.

Why is she trying so hard to contain her Ian?

Of course she thought she wanted to get rid of her Ian too — but it was just a set of momentary urges.

I have a sudden thought.

“You know. It reminds me of it now.”

“……?”

“Doesn’t any of you three have something to say about Ian?”

Sharon’s expression hardened.

There was no way the current Lina would miss that figure.

“Sir Sharon, our cold city girl, look at such a hard face? hehehe.”

“…That’s what it was.”

“What?”

“It’s clear that Lena is having a crush on Ian Black Angus.”

Ian Black Angus, who seemed to have changed recently.

If this woman was attached to that side, it would be explained.

‘Take care of Lina first, and Ian cooks slowly.’

Sharon glanced at the half-naked Mercy, who was sprawled on the bed.

Sufficient evidence. There will be no way the family’s honor will be damaged.

“Shalam Bridge will be destroyed.”

The current Lina Roswell is strong enough to be treated as out of standard.

Of course, more than Sharon himself.

But you can cut it.

This series of conversations are all Sharon’s intentions.

Meanwhile, Sharon read everything from Lina’s breathing to her simple hand movements.

A single blow.

A blow is enough.

I am confident that I can hit any number of raids.

“So die Lena Roswell.”

The moment when Sharon’s sharp blue sword was aiming for Lina’s forehead and was about to be shot.

— Quaang!

The ceiling collapsed and a person appeared.

“Oops. I didn’t get the directions.”

It was Ian.