Chapter 519: The Torture King, Field Vs. Frenita, a Miserable Defeat

"The probability of three out of 10,000 has improved a lot, at least it is much better than when I first came to Night Territory."

Shaking his head slightly, Field arranged the books and documents, turned his head, and saw his new secretary, Frenita, sleeping on the table.

She had vowed before that she could handle government affairs, but the moment she touched the paper, the shutdown button was pressed.

Of course, at least she drew an abstract kitten design on the document instead of eating it.

For a corrupt creature, this is already an incredible achievement.

"Wake up, we're going back to the castle." Field pinched Frenita's face.

"Well..."

Frenita sat up, her beautiful and lithe body lazily leaning over, and she said in a unclear tone: "Don't you want to walk? I want to..."

"You want to be carried back, don't you? No problem."

Field was so happy that he never imagined that the plot in a romantic drama could actually happen to him.

"No, I want to be harshly spoken and humiliated before I leave." Frenita said softly, "Good brother, you have been busy all day, are you angry? Scold me, don't scold me. I was out of energy."

"Guitian, what a spirited little girl, you need to be beaten, right?"

"This is what we corrupt creatures are like." Frenita spread her hands and said matter-of-factly.

Rolling his eyes, Field's blood pressure rose: "Would you love to leave?"

"Please mess with me~" Frenita hugged Field's arm and kept acting coquettishly.

Field raised his hand and hit Frenita on the head with "Roasted Chestnuts," and said seriously: "Please love yourself some more."

Touching her head, Frenita found that instead of being woken up by her brain collapse, Frenita's cheeks turned red.

"Well, this feeling is surprisingly good. Let's do it again."

"Fuck you, you feel so good."

Field is ashamed, among so many gods, she is the only one immune to brain breakdown.

Seeing that Field was about to leave, Frenita quickly grabbed Field and said seriously: "Let's do this, brother, please hear about me."

"Say it." Seeing her becoming serious, Field nodded and stood still.

"Horse riding is very hard work. Riding for a long time can easily lead to back pain." Frenita said distressedly, "My lord, after dealing with government affairs for a day, it's better not to ride a horse."

Field scratched his head sheepishly: "Thank you for your consideration."

Unexpectedly, Frenita was so considerate, and Fieldton felt relieved.

"Let's do this." Frenita lay on the ground, patted her waist, and stuck out her small tongue: "Sister is carrying you back. It happens to be dark now, so no one can see it."

"Damn it!"

Ignoring the opponent's unnatural behavior, Field picked up Frenita and left.

"Hey, hey, I'm serious." Frenita kept twisting her waist, "I'm talking about using magic skills to drive. Where are you thinking?"

"I don't believe a word of it." Field laughed angrily.

Back at the castle, Frenita was as sticky as chewing gum: "I don't want to go back to the room to sleep. Can I sleep at your place?"

"Besides, aren't you worried about the assassin? If I don't stay in your room, I can't protect your safety."

"Although I have consumed a lot of soul power today, but you have asked again and again, then okay."

This is not City Hall, Field immediately thought.

Looking at the other party's perfect figure, Field swallowed and showed a teasing smile: "Since you came up in a hurry to deliver it, then I'll be there in time - Song (delivery) Jiang (jelly), no matter what, I have to help out."

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower first."

Not long after, Frenita came back to the room wearing a gauze pajama with her long pale blond hair hanging down, humming a little tune.

The evening breeze blows in through the window, and with the faint light, you can vaguely see the curves.

Indescribably charming.

Frenita combed her hair with her hands and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after ten years of becoming a corrupt creature, I would still be able to use hot water one day."

"Oh, that's right." Field looked at Frenita and asked curiously, "What are your corrupt characteristics?"

"These pair of devil horns and my pupils can see each other's weaknesses."

In the darkness, Frenita's eyes were like amber, exuding nobility.

"Besides, it's my big tail." Frenita pointed behind her.

"Not at all, just a huge butt."

"Ahem, what are you talking about, you gangster." Frenita glared at Field, and the magic flames rose rapidly, forming a big fluffy white tail behind her. She clawed with her claws and made an animal gesture, "Aw~ Isn't it scary?"

Too cute.

"It's detachable! No wonder you can't see it normally." Field opened his mouth wide.

Influenced by Rosalía calling her a "Persian cat," Field thought Frenita would have cat characteristics.

"Not counting disassembly, this should be the part of a rare monster. The tail is burning like a flame and can be dissipated at any time."

"Let me study it."

As the moon was dark and windy, Field stepped forward with a smirk and went straight to pick up her pajamas.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" Before she could succeed, Frenita jumped away and said with a look of surprise, "Brother, stop messing around, lie down and sleep."

"Why are you so reserved now?"

Field was stunned, and in the blink of an eye he saw Frenita jumping on the bed, stretching softly, and fell asleep.

"zzzz..."

"No, buddy, am I opening it the wrong way?" Field, confused, had to reach out to comfort the rabbit.

But he was slapped away by the alert Frenita, who murmured: "Sleep, otherwise you will become a fool like Rosaria."

The shorter the dormancy time of the corrupted creatures, the higher the degree of rebellion.

Field, who did not believe in evil, tried to touch Mosaic again.

"You can't sleep... Who scared you today?" Frenita slapped Field's hand away and comforted him gently, "Don't worry, I'm here."

"You, are you serious?" Field was sweating.

It turned out that she was really serious from beginning to end. It's just that her words and deeds are particularly easy to be misunderstood.

Looking at the other party's clear eyes, Field silently swallowed the complaints and evil thoughts.

After suffering all night, nothing happened.

"Fuck, if this continues, I will either be killed by an assassin or die of a heart attack."

The next day, Field got up with dark circles under his eyes.

Last night, after Frenita fell asleep, Field had to sleep too. But damn, this thing is not at all quiet. Every time I feel sleepy, this thing will swing its long legs, hug Field like a big doll, and then say it's hot and pull the collar to the waist.

The key is that this thing is like a cheat, and it blocks perfectly when the hand reaches out.

I want to sneak out and change rooms, but she can actually follow me by smelling the smell. She is the ultimate torture king.