Chapter 273: Hair

Rod nodded.

He then released the 【Mucus Restraint】.

The black fluid ropes retreated rapidly, reforming into a slime that burrowed into Rod's arm.

"Die!"

As soon as Sharon was freed from the restraint, she raised her hand and sent a fireball flying.

Rod raised his hand and swatted it away.

The fireball struck a table in the adjacent living room, exploding with a boom into four or five pieces, sending sparks flying in all directions.

Seeing she was about to make another move.

Rod had to remind her.

Sharon glanced over, her face turning completely red.

She tried to stand, but her legs and waist were too weak, and she immediately fell back onto the bed.

"Bastard!!"

"You scum!"

Thinking of her lost chastity, Sharon couldn't hold back her tears.

But she was no longer the crybaby type.

She looked at Rod with stubborn resentment; only a single tear slid down her face before stopping.

Rod stopped verbally insulting her.

There was no choice; even if her personality had become a bit worse, she was still on the friendly side.

She was somewhat different from captives like Pan Ni and Amy.

Ultimately, it was the polite little dog Sharon from before who had left him a good impression; she had personally brought him into the Magic Control Union, enthusiastically introduced him, and helped him handle and accept appropriate missions.

Even when facing the potential trouble of the Containment Department's Deputy Director, Mage Oona, arriving, she had not retreated, resolutely going with Rod.

Alas, if only life could remain as it was at first sight.

Rod had never been stingy with his affection.

He walked over slowly and sat by the bedside.

With his handsome appearance and a tender, serious expression.

"Perhaps I've never said it, but actually, from the moment we first met, I had quite a liking for you. Do you remember? You were wearing rimless ladies' glasses then; you looked very good. It's a pity I haven't seen you wear them since."

"?"

Sharon wore a look of confusion.

What nonsense are you spouting?

You were messing around wildly with a succubus right in front of me, and now you say you had feelings for me back then?

Who are you trying to fool?

Although her reason told her that was the case.

But now, looking at this guy's handsome face and sincere eyes, and with that strange scent constantly wafting into her nose, she didn't know why but felt he was being serious.

"."

Seeing she had no reaction.

He slowly took her hand, gently stroked it, then interlaced their fingers tightly.

"I am serious. I will take responsibility. Marry me. We'll hold the wedding as soon as we return to the forest."

Of course, this was a lie.

There were so many girls in the forest; if he was going to marry, he should marry them all at once. Doing it one by one would only breed jealousy.

Rod had completely seen through Sharon's pursuit of the Plague; he could see her deep obsession and determination to leave, so he was just pretending to be sweet!

Besides, she definitely wouldn't agree anyway.

Plus, he wanted to stabilize their relationship quickly while the effect of the 【Charming Fluid】 hadn't worn off yet.

Actually, just looking at the obedience level showed that Sharon definitely had some affection for him.

"I—"

Rod didn't wait for her to speak; he moved in quickly and firmly held her shoulders.

"Trust me, Sharon. Give me a chance to care for you for the rest of your life. From now on, we'll be in the fo—"

Before he could finish.

"Fine, I agree to marry you. We'll hold the wedding as soon as we return."

"?"

Rod couldn't control his expression for a moment and froze.

Huh?

Did I push too hard?

"Hehe."

Sharon wore an expression of "as expected," let out a cold laugh, and her expression shifted from being moved to contempt.

"That old-fashioned trick might fool the stupid girls in the forest, but you think it will work on me?"

"Hahahaha—"

Rod let out an awkward laugh.

He stopped pretending and simply kissed her face hard.

Smack-smack-smack-smack.

He even sucked Sharon's cheeks up.

"Ah!"

Blushing, she wiped away the drool and kicked him with her foot.

Rod didn't dodge; he let her small foot rest on his chest, affectionately pinching it with his hand.

Then he immediately changed the subject:

"Seriously, we need to deal with Amel's consciousness. Who knows what other trump cards he has."

Hearing this, Sharon grew serious and nodded.

"Let go, I need to change my pants."

"Your spell satchel is Amel's legacy; do you have spare clothes?"

"No."

"Use mine."

"..."

Rod thought for a moment, then pulled out a pair of linen shorts meant for sleeping in summer.

Just now, while touching Sharon's foot, he had felt the texture of hair.

He suspected that the trait "some parts of certain Beastkin have skin naturally covered in light, short hair" applied to her legs.

Sharon didn't care much about it.

She hid in the washroom.

It took quite a while before she came out.

The linen shorts were slightly too large, so she wore them as capri pants.

Moreover, it was now clearly visible that her entire right leg was covered in very light, short, pale-gold hair, looking as if she were wearing a long stocking, while the other leg was normally smooth and snow-white.

Rod's heart stirred slightly.

He pretended not to care.

"That long?"

Sharon sneered, "To clean out the ghostly stuff you poured in there."

"Hey, what's with this leg of yours?"

"Oh, it's natural."

"Why didn't I see it just now?"

"Because it only grows to the thigh... what's it to you?"

Grows to the thigh?

A single-leg thigh-high stocking?

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Sharon couldn't be bothered with him; she used Mage Hand to clear the tables and chairs in the living room.

She pulled out a silver knife and glasses from her spell satchel, about to begin carving the array ritual.

Putting on her glasses, she turned back and said calmly, "To avoid misunderstanding, I should clarify first: I wear glasses while carving arrays myself; I didn't put them on just because you said I looked good."

"Fine, fine, fine."

Yet the man in front of her wore a smile that clearly said, "I get it."

Sharon was instantly so annoyed she laughed; knowing explanation was futile, she simply cast 【Black Barrier Curtain】 to shield the area.

Rod didn't mind either.

He lay down on the pillow that still retained the scent of Sharon's tears and sweat, resting lightly.

This consciousness cleansing finally went smoothly.

Under the complex ritual Sharon spent nearly an hour carving, combined with the effect of Rod's 【Mirage Net】, Amel's consciousness in the memory core was finally completely erased.

Not daring to relax, he spent a bit more time checking for hidden tricks.

Amel was, after all, dead; even if the memory core he set up was powerful, its function was inferior to the original body. This time, there truly were no backdoors left.

Only then did the memory core crisis finally end.

However, Amel had indeed managed to disgust Rod.

"Did his memories contain the locations and quantities of the other memory cores?"

The precision required for this ritual far exceeded expectations, consuming a great deal of mental energy.

Sharon slumped in the corner of the wall, her face full of exhaustion.

Her glasses were still on, resting quietly on her nose.

"Unfortunately, no... that guy deliberately erased that part of the memory, so the memory core cannot know where the others are or how many there are."

(End of Chapter)