"No. There is an enchantment on my sword that can prevent any living thing from regenerating." Alan turned his head and looked at her, with undisguised concern in his eyes, "Are you okay? Have you been attacked?"

"No." Ilsa shook her head.

But this thing appeared just in time. If it had been a few minutes later, she and Alice might...

Ilsa's cheeks suddenly turned red uncontrollably when she thought of what was going on before. Alan saw something was wrong with her, and quickly frowned and asked, "Is it really okay? Why is your face suddenly red?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm blushing because I..." Just as Ilsa was thinking about how to deal with it, Alice suddenly rushed over and hugged her.

"Ilsa! Are you okay?" She raised her little face and looked at Ilsa worriedly.

"I'm fine, thanks to the teacher showing up in time." Ilsa patted her head soothingly.

But Alice did not let her go. Alice hugged her tightly, her head resting on her chest, and her voice was soft and gentle.

"Ilsa, you protected me without hesitation just now. I'm so happy..."

Her voice was not as gentle as usual, but it had a little more warmth.

Ilsa chuckled and teased: "Are you going to fall in love with me?"

"Hmm..." Alice responded in a low voice.

Ilsa:Huh???

After all this trouble, other team members who had slept to death also woke up one after another. The girls sleeping in the tent asked strangely what the rotten meat on the ground of Alan was, while the boys on night watch wondered how they could sleep.

So heavy.

The most unhappy person was Glenn. He looked at Alan's back gloomily, always feeling that he had robbed him of his precious opportunity to spawn monsters.

With this group of people, he can't do anything, and even his experience will be taken away.

"Nina, when we get out of this forest, we will separate from them and take another road alone." He warned in Nina's ear.

"Okay, brother, I will listen to you!" Nina was extremely happy.

Alan explained the incident to the team members. Only then did the training team realize that the monster had appeared while they were sleeping, but they didn't even feel it at all. Frustration and regret suddenly surged into their hearts, and everyone

I didn't feel like sleeping anymore, so I just sat in front of the campfire and reflected.

Ilsa vaguely felt that there was something strange about this tentacle. Why did this tentacle attack the one she and Alice had alone when there were so many tents here? It couldn't be because they heard the noise in the tent...?

She recalled the incident of being attacked in the academy before, and vaguely felt that there might be some connection between the two incidents.

She was lost in thought, and then Lester came over and looked at her with the same gloomy look.

"Ilsa, come here. I have something that I care about very much and want to tell you."

Ilsa raised her face: "What's the matter?"

Lester did not answer her, but pulled her into the bushes far away from the crowd.

"What's so sneaky?" Ilsa said strangely.

"Don't you think there's something very wrong with this matter tonight?" After standing still, Lester spoke quietly.

Ilsa suddenly became energetic: "You think so too?"

"Yeah." Lester nodded and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and landed on Ilsa's lips, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

"Huh?" Ilsa touched her mouth subconsciously, and suddenly found that her lips felt a little swollen.

...Oops, it couldn't have been swollen after being kissed by Alice, right? But her movements were obviously very gentle...

Ilsa panicked, and the tips of her ears suddenly turned suspiciously pink.

"Nothing, just a bug bite..."

"Bitten by an insect?" Lester stared at her with stern eyes, his sharp gaze slowly moving down Ilsa's chin, "You want to say that this insect also bit your neck and collarbone?

"

"..."

Ilsa felt ashamed of her clumsy lie. Even Constantine wouldn't believe such words, so how could she deceive the cunning Lester?

Looking at the other party's aggressive gaze, Ilsa decided to admit it frankly.

"Okay, actually I was bitten by Alice." She shrugged and said calmly.

Lester narrowed his eyes slightly: "You and...Alice?"

Ilsa: "Yes, who else could it be with?"

Lester nodded slowly, his eyes thoughtful, as if he wanted to understand something.

Ilsa thought he probably felt disgusted with himself.

He is flirtatious, shows mercy at all times, rides on many boats, takes advantage of both men and women... She can almost guess how he views her now.

But she doesn't care.

Anyway, that's the kind of person she is.

Seeing that Lester stopped talking, Ilsa turned around and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, Lester suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"...Since even Alice can do it." He raised his long eyelashes as thick as crow feathers, and his deep eyes shone with a dark and unclear light.

"Then why can't I?"

Ilsa was stunned: "What?"

Lester didn't answer her anymore. As if he had restrained himself for a long time, he almost roughly pulled Ilsa into his arms, and then held up her small, fair face.

Ilsa realized what he was going to do next, and in a panic, she said incoherently: "No, no, I was just kissed by Alice...!"

"I don't mind."

Lester chuckled, lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

Please tell me, what is it like to be kissed by two people within an hour?

Ilsa: Thank you for the invitation. It’s a bit irritating, and my lips are a bit numb.

She never thought that Lester would actually kiss her.

She even felt that Lester specially dragged her to this dark place just to do this.

Lester's kiss is different from Alice's. Alice's kiss is gentle and full of guidance and temptation, but Lester is much more intense than her.

As if to force Ilsa to forget the existence of Alice, Lester's kiss was overwhelming and powerful. He invaded Ilsa's mouth violently, leaving Ilsa helpless. Ilsa was overwhelmed by him

She was so dizzy from the kiss that she could no longer react except to hold onto his shoulders tightly.

I don't know how long they kissed, until Ilsa felt difficulty breathing, Lester reluctantly let her go. Ilsa's legs were weak and she could only let him hold her, which made her feel unprecedented shame.

.

"Do you still remember how Alice made you feel?" Lester asked softly in Ilsa's ear.

Ilsa gasped weakly: "Remember..."

"Then do it again."

Lester lowered his head and kissed her again without any explanation. Ilsa even lost the ability to think this time. She raised her face, closed her eyes, and the only sound left in her ears was the intertwining of her lips and tongues with Lester's.

. Lester put her arms around his neck, and she hugged Lester and continued to entangle with him selflessly.

"What now?" Lester bit her lower lip, breathing still as smoothly as usual, "Do you remember?"

Ilsa couldn't even speak and could only shake her head helplessly.

"From now on, I will gradually make you forget about other people." Lester's voice was low with a faint smile, gently tickling Ilsa's heartstrings like a feather, "For this kind of thing, you only need to talk to me.

Just do it.”

Don’t make it sound like I’ve done the same thing as many others!

Ilsa's groggy head finally became clearer. She took a deep breath, managed to stand up straight, and then nodded pretending to be calm.

"Well, keep up the good work."

Lester was stunned for a moment and smiled even more happily.

Ilsa asked Lester to stay in the bushes for a while while she went back to the training team's camp.

In order to prevent others from discovering her abnormality, she also used her divine power to hide the marks left by Lester and Alice on her body in advance.

Unfortunately, the imprint in her mind could not be eliminated. On the way back, Lester's laughter was always in her mind.

It’s over, it can’t be recycled anymore, otherwise it will turn into a monster!

Ilsa forced herself not to think about Leicester, and then continued to move forward.

But I never expected that Lester in his youth would be so much more ferocious than he was in adulthood...

No! Why are you thinking about it again!!! That’s a big pervert!!!

Ilsa began to hate herself for not living up to expectations. She admitted that she was just a pervert, but she felt so happy that she forgot what Lester had done before. She repented and reflected.

But she herself is a goddess, who should she confess to?

Ilsa was desperate.
To be continued...