The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Things are not what you think!"

Ashley struggled to raise her head, but Sigmund didn't move, but looked at him half-smile.

To be honest, ever since she met Ashley, the female assassin has always been as quiet as water, and it seems that nothing can surprise her.

At this moment, what Ashley shows is a different side of her.

Maybe the more real side.

"I'm too impatient, I should lock the door." Sigmund teased.

"Shut up...shut up!"

"It's not because of you!"

His eyes swept across the room quickly, and Sigmon immediately noticed that there was only half a bottle of Carnival beer on the table.

"What did you put in the wine?"

"I'm a serious drink, and there's nothing in it. Besides, what do you have to do with me who are stealing the drink?"

After corking the bottle and placing the bottle on the wine cabinet against the wall, Sigmund smiled and came to the sofa.

"Well...do you need me to help you?"

"To be honest, I don't know much about the matter between the two of you. The specific direction, the location..."

"Shut up!"

Ashley's voice trembled, and Sigmund stopped as soon as he saw it. He bent down and pulled Rebecca out of Ashley's body, hugged him horizontally, and sent it to the bedroom behind him.

When he returned to the living room again, Ashley actually sat up from the sofa by her own will and was trying to stand up.

"Don't be brave, let me come."

Sigmund walked quickly to Ashley's side, but his expression changed drastically when he saw the female assassin approaching him.

"Don't...don't come near me."

Before he finished speaking, he collapsed into Sigmon's arms when his body softened.

Different from helping Rebecca just now, the thin fabric could not keep out the heat of the body. The moment the two bodies touched, Ashley felt the flames buried in her body explode instantly.

Her limbs tightened violently, she was almost subconsciously looking for something.

But at this time, Sigmund, who was warmly treated, had clear eyes. He understood the effect of carnival beer, and also understood why Ashley was reluctant to let him get close.

To be honest, in the state of the female assassin at this time, he doesn't even need to take the initiative to do anything, as long as he gives up resistance, the woman on his body can help him with the rest.

But Sigmund didn't even hesitate at all. With a slight force in his hands, he broke away from Ashley's entanglement in an instant. With a forceful toss, the female assassin was put back on the sofa.

"Don't, don't..."

With eyes like water, Ashley watched Sigmund leave the room.

"Let's go, he just left like this?!"

The intensely intertwined thoughts in her mind and the strangeness of her body made Ashley fall into a momentary blank.

But after a while, with a soft sound, the door was reopened. In her blurred vision, she saw Sigmund reappearing.

"Sure enough, no one will give up this opportunity."

At this time, Ashley didn't know whether she was disappointed or hopeful.

She was already mentally prepared for what was going to happen next. If it was him, huh... not...

"What do you want? Choose one!"

In the mist, she heard Sigmund's voice.

The teeth were clenched, and the pain brought her back a little sanity. Concentrating, she turned her head to look, but Ashley felt her waist and crotch were soft, and her legs seemed to have nowhere to rest.

Sigmund sat opposite her, with a small coffee table between them.

There are two things on the coffee table, a bundle of rope, and...

A stick as thick as an arm.

"You... what are you doing?" Ashley's trembling voice was hard to tell.

She can guess the use of the rope, it is nothing more than binding control.

But the stick.

What is he doing with the stick?

At this time, Sigmund sat up straight and said, "I can't knock you stunned directly after the effect of the medicine has taken effect, so you have to get through this stage on your own."

"I can tie you up with ropes to prevent you from moving around."

or……

Sigmund picked up the stick placed on the coffee table and weighed it lightly.

"You come by yourself?"

"What are you doing by yourself?!" Ashley almost roared out this sentence.

At first, she thought she had guessed the result, but reality told her that the same sticks were added together, but the difference between sticks and sticks was very big.

"Beat yourself."

Sigmon looked puzzled, "Pain can effectively help you relieve the effects of drugs. With your understanding of the body structure, you must be able to create pain as much as possible without suffering excessive damage!"

"You're not going to let me come, are you?"

"You... what did you say?"

"Beat yourself?"

Ashley was stunned.

"Of course, otherwise you thought you would take a stick..."

and many more!

Speaking of which, Sigmund seemed to have understood something, and looked at Ashley with wide eyes and horror.

At the same time, he unconsciously looked away from Ashley's face, and took advantage of the situation...

"Don't think about it, go out, get out for me immediately!"

I don't know where the strength came from, Ashley actually picked up the stick on the coffee table and aggressively hit Sigmon.

"Haha... poof..."

"Stick... No, I'm dying of laughter!"

Sigmund nimbly avoided the attack, but when he thought of the scene where the sticks were added together, he couldn't help laughing.

"I was wrong, I should have brought the sword and staff..."

"roll!"

The wind was howling, Sigmon ran out of the house and closed the door, and Ashley's hysterical shouting came from the room.

"If you dare to mention this again, I will kill you!"

Collapsed~www.novelmt.com~ The character design has completely collapsed.

Since then, Ashley's image of a cold-faced female assassin in Sigmon's heart has completely collapsed.

On the other side, with blushing cheeks, Ashley, who was eager to get under the sofa, found out strangely that the heat on her body was gradually weakening.

Those surging emotions were slowly controlled, and she felt that the state of her whole body was developing in an excellent direction.

Even the losses caused by repairing the body before are repairing quickly.

"What the **** is this?"

She cursed in secret, but when the embarrassment passed, a warm current rose in her heart.

"Well, although it's not serious behavior to add some weird things to wine, but Sigmund, you are barely a qualified gentleman."

"I didn't take advantage of others' danger."

At this moment, Ashley put down all the pretense and completely trusted Sigmon.

Lying on the bed, Sigmon, who was secretly laughing, was stunned for a moment. In his consciousness, a line of writing appeared clearly.

"During the teaching service, you won the full trust of the female assassin Ashley Nova, and a real bond and bond was established between you."

The character is invited to travel back and forth between the source and the real world through the nightmare carriage.

Level up, you can extract an extraordinary trait from the target character through the nightmare carriage.

Including enlightenment and contract characteristics.

The extracted extraordinary characteristics are consistent with the extraordinary class of the target person.

Every time you change the extraordinary characteristics, you need to operate through the nightmare carriage.

WC!

Seeing these prompts, Sigmund jumped up from the bed.

This is the correct way to use a female assassin.

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