The Seemingly Drunk Wang Yu

The Bloody Countess was dressed in only a light muslin. Under Wang Yu's and Spring Halo's control, her seductive body shook left and right. Her voice sounded in faint breaths, making her sound like a horse in heat.

"Damn it, why didn't I pick the Pugilist job?" Ming Du hatefully pulled his own ear. At this point, he finally understood that close-combat jobs had benefits. For example, Wang Yu could touch the Bloody Countess' body as and when he wanted and not face the contempt from others…

If a magician dared to it, he probably wouldn't even need to be killed by the looks of contempt. Instead, the system would probably drag him to be destroyed in the cycles of reincarnation. Using a weird staff to pummel a pretty, female NPC was simply too indecent.