Leona Leaves

Rebecca had also disappeared long ago.

"That wretched girl!"

Morty was very angry. He had the chance to take Leona down twice in a row, but Rebecca had disrupted his plans. He wondered if that girl had done it on purpose.

Thinking of this, he wanted to find Rebecca and ask her about it. However, when he walked to Rebecca's room, he realized that there was a light blue barrier at the door.

"What is this?"

Curious, Morty reached out his hand and gently touched the barrier.

A cold feeling came from his fingertips as if he was touching an ice wall.

He tried to push hard, but the barrier did not react at all.

"Is this some sort of protective shield?" Morty was a little helpless, but he was obviously unwilling to leave just like that.

"Rebecca, come out!" Morty shouted into the barrier, but he received no response.

"This damned girl."

Morty mumbled and turned to leave. When he passed Leona's room, the latter's door was also tightly shut. He tried to push it open, but it did not work.

"Ugh, what is going on…"

Morty sighed, suppressed his restless heart, and reluctantly returned to his room.

In Leona's room, she listened to the sound of Morty's departing footsteps. While Leona heaved a sigh of relief, complicated thoughts appeared in her mind.

This was not the first time. If she could not make up her mind, that little demoness would obtain that secret formula sooner or later.

Perhaps she had deliberately interrupted them just now.

At the thought of this, Leona felt a little annoyed, but she could not muster the courage. After hesitating for a while, she gave up.

"Tomorrow, I'll return to the kingdom and ask Witch Ophelia. She might have a way."

After making up her mind, Leona realized that her bedsheets were already soaked. Recalling the heated activity just now, she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her lower body. Her body trembled slightly as if it had been electrocuted. She bit her lips and cursed softly, "Slut."

...

The next morning, as soon as Morty woke up, the maid was waiting at the door.

"What's the matter?" Morty yawned and looked at the maid at the door.

"Miss Leona has left. She asked me to inform the Young Master that her injuries have recovered and she needs to return to the kingdom as soon as possible."

"Ah…" Morty was a little surprised that she would just leave just like that.

A deep sense of regret welled up in his heart. Morty nodded lightly. "I understand."

The maid turned around and left. Morty let out a long sigh.

Although he had only spent less than half a month with Leona, in this half a month, whether it was intentional or uncontrollable lust, the two of them had had several physical contacts. It was impossible to say that he did not regret it.

Thinking back to the past, although Leona was very cold to him and even if she was warm to him sometimes, she was warm with a purpose. However, she had saved his life after all. Before anything happened, the parting had come so suddenly…

Morty was a little dazed.

Right at this moment, Rebecca's door opened and she popped her head out.

"Eh? Morty?"

She was stunned for a moment when she saw Morty standing at the door in a daze. Then, she walked out of the room, still wearing Morty's clothes. She ran over barefooted.

"Have you seen Miss Leona?"

When Morty saw her, he was furious. If it wasn't for this wretched girl suddenly knocking on the door last night, he and Leona would have become one long ago.

At the thought of this, Morty glared at her. "She's gone. "

"Gone?" Rebecca was stunned. "Where did he go?"

"I don't know." Morty waved his hand irritably, then ignored her and left the manor by himself.

Watching as his back retreated, Rebecca was a little puzzled. "What's going on?"

He had wanted to ask Miss Leona to help her with an experiment, but it seemed like it was impossible now.

At this moment, she noticed a maid coming out of Leona's room with clothes in her arms. She immediately went forward to stop her.

"Excuse me, can you lend me some clothes?"

...

When Morty came to the field, the peas that he had planted yesterday had already grown tender seedlings. The speed was much faster than the corn. According to this trend, he estimated that he would be able to sell them in a few days.

"Wow! They grew so quickly."

Rebecca, who had changed her clothes, ran towards him. She was wearing the maid's clothes that Leona had cut. Due to her short height, the skirt that originally managed to cover Leona's behind was now just enough to cover her mid-thighs. However, the slits on both sides were cut off, allowing her purple underwear to be clearly seen from the side.

Rebecca hopped to the field and looked at the seedlings on the ground in surprise. "How did they grow so fast?"

Morty was still angry at her and ignored her.

Noticing that he didn't say anything, Rebecca was even more confused. She ran to his side in a few steps.

Morty turned away from her, and Rebecca caught up with him again.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

Morty looked at her and really wanted to tell her what happened last night, but in the end, he couldn't say it. He couldn't possibly say that he was kicked out of bed by Leona because of Rebecca, right?

"Ha…"

Morty sighed, shook his head, and said nothing.

However, the more he acted like this, the more curious Rebecca became. So she kept asking.

Morty was annoyed and finally said helplessly, "I'm just in a bad mood, okay?"

"You? In a bad mood?" Rebecca blinked as if she had another idea. She stepped forward and said softly, "If that's the case, will you be in a better mood?"

Before Morty could understand what she meant, she began to pull down the collar of her dress, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and deep cleavage.

Morty was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Rebecca's so-called method to improve his mood to be like this.

Swallowing his saliva, Morty stared at her chest, and a trace of anticipation welled up in his heart.

Rebecca smiled slyly, her big eyes full of smiles. She reached out and hooked the edge of her bra, saying softly, "Do you want to see inside?"

Morty nodded blankly.

Rebecca burst out laughing, her face filled with a smug smile as if her scheme had succeeded. "Hmph, I knew it. You pervert. You still want to take advantage of me. Dream on!"

Only then did Morty realize that this wretched girl was deliberately teasing him.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pretended to be annoyed and said, "Do you know what will happen if you seduce me like this?"

"Tsk, I'm not afraid of you." Rebecca stuck out her tongue. "I'm a mage. If you dare to do anything, I'll burn your balls into charcoal!"

Morty subconsciously clamped his legs and said unhappily, "If you don't seduce me, I won't be interested in a little brat like you."

"You're the little brat!"

Rebecca waved her pink fist angrily and then changed the topic. "Tell me, what's the secret with these peas?"

Morty also put away his playful thoughts and told her the same method he had told Leona before.

Rebecca's eyes sparkled. "What bone? Show me!"

"Here, this is it."

Morty took out the half-grinded bone from the field beside her.

Rebecca took it excitedly and began to inspect it carefully. She even smelled it.

'She wouldn't want to take a bite, would she?'

Morty guessed maliciously.

Thankfully, Rebecca didn't have that intention. After studying the bone for a long time, she mumbled, "This is an ordinary beast bone. Hmm... The bone of a forest wild boar..."

After muttering to herself for a while, Rebecca raised her head and looked at Morty hopefully. "Can you give me this bone?"

"Whatever." Morty shrugged. Anyway, there were plenty of such bones in the cellar.

"Yay! You're so nice!" Rebecca jumped up happily and threw herself into his arms. She hugged his arm, her smiley eyes staring at him.

Looking at her happy smile, Morty felt a strange feeling in his heart. It wasn't the lustful feeling of desire between a man and a woman, but rather, it felt a little warm.

This little girl was like a sister next door. Even Morty himself did not notice that at this moment, the girl had made a good impression in the depths of his heart.