One night.

With her previous experience, the young nun did not resist when Egil was doing something strange to her. In fact, she could not resist. Perhaps because of her malnutrition during the wandering process, the young nun developed a little slower than that of ordinary children. Although she was fourteen years old, she looked like she was about the same age as a eleven or twelve. Of course, even if she was eleven or twelve, it didn't matter, and she had a lover of young girls. Egil was no exception. She let the group of people who were calling perverts in their mouths, envious and jealous in their hearts die, hahahahaha...

That's it.

The development of things was basically the same as what Egil thought. The young nun was a little painful at the beginning, but soon became comfortable. Then, after a long time, Egil made various positions, and then Egil made many nice sounds. Of course, because he was in the quilt and a little more dynamic, Egil would block the young nun's mouth with his mouth. So basically there should be no problem. After a while, the young nun was tired, but Egil had not had enough fun, so the "beep" medicinal materials he exchanged from the system came in handy at this time...

"Um... um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um um

That's about it, everyone can think of the rest.

In this way, one night passed in full. On the next day, Egil vented the depression accumulated over half a year and woke up refreshedly. However, the young nun was tricked by him all night and took a lot of inexplicable medicines. His body and mind were seriously injured. At this moment, he was still asleep. Egil turned around and looked at the girl with scattered hair. He felt a little - slightly - in his heart. Instead, he felt a little restless.

But Egil also knew that if this continued, if the young nun was accidentally played to death, then there would be no more to play in the future. So, even if you care for toys - Egil is not the kind of irrational child, he will treat broken toys as fun - especially when such toys are difficult to find.

Therefore, it is also necessary to have appropriate love for the young nun. Tune-study and other things are also the application of the legendary Stockholm syndrome. So the necessary conditions for Stockholm syndrome, imprisonment, is very easy to deal with. According to Egil's status, it is really easy to make the young nun unable to get out of his tent. The other one makes the other party think that he is invincible. This is even more problematic. Egil is also the one who can go on battle to kill the enemy. If even a stunted little girl can't take it, you can really wipe your neck.

The rest is a little gentleness in the severity. Let the other party remember his kindness. So... it seems that the young nun really wants to eat meat?

Egil thought about this for a moment, and then decided to let the chef make two more meat dishes today.

In this way, after Egil thought about it, he hugged his hair and messed up, smashed his mouth, and there was a xiong on his neck. The little nun, who could see the marks on his neck, slept for a while and went back to sleep.

There are still fifteen days, fifteen days, fifteen days before the war... Egil was instructing the young nun in his own way during these fifteen days. Of course, Egil found that this was actually much simpler than he thought. Because the young nun himself was very easy to fool. A little feeding could basically meet Egil's various requirements. It was very easy to feed. Seeing the young nun eating a little meat and other things, the happy look on his face. Egil subconsciously wanted to bully her.

So, when Maria was smiling and eating oily, Egil couldn't help it, hugged her from behind and went deep into it. Then she stretched her tongue in. The little fool thought Egil was going to compete with her for meat and almost cried in a hurry. He also stretched his tongue into Egil's mouth. However, Egil was surprised - because the little nun was not talented, it often took a lot of effort to teach her something about "beep" and other things, such as tongue wěn. But I didn't expect that he could learn it at this moment with the power of food. Nature is really magical. All kinds of wonderful species can be nurtured...

So, after learning about this experience, Egil knew how to train the young nun. It was almost the same as training the pet dog. Sit down, stretch out your hands, stick out your tongue, and so on, as long as it is done well, you can reward her with food.

Egil had to work during the day, communicate with the monarchs of other countries, deduce tactics with generals, train troops, handle military affairs, handle government affairs, and talk to the system elves who have become increasingly nervous recently, and write love letters to his wife. He had to go to Joan of Arc to pray with Joan of Arc, and train his skills a little to prevent his physical condition from deteriorating...

A lot of things were waiting for him to deal with. After a day, he was exhausted physically and mentally. When he held the young nun, he felt a little moved. If he could stay in the gentle place for the rest of his life, that would be great.

Of course, after finishing the second-year junior high school, you still have to work hard and kill people.

Finally - on the last day - I mean the night of the war with Basil II and the Eastern Roman Empire, Egil hugged Maria's slender body tightly, exerting force, making the little nun a little painful and a little difficult to breathe. But after the fifteen days of tutoring, the little nun was basically trained to Egil, full of deformed attachment to Egil, mixed with fear, trust, love, like, etc., and was very attached to Egil - because she could not leave the tent. Of course, at least half of the reason was because she could not leave the tent, and all the food was brought by Egil.

"What a little goblin who is dead and dead is not worth his life." Egil reluctantly stroked the little nun's body that was about to develop. Then he sighed, picked up the little nun and put it on...

The next day, after Egil woke up, he made an exception to wake up the young nun. After that, just like every day, he asked the young nun to help him do it. He also made an exception and did not say anything about the young nun when he did something wrong. This made the young nun feel very strange.

"Idiot - no, Maria." After doing all this, Egil looked at himself in the mirror. He was indeed so sunny and handsome. Then he turned around and hugged the little nun's waist, and still called her name as an exception.

"What's the matter, master?" the young nun felt very happy because he had not been scolded by Egil this day and asked with a smile on his face.

"I'll ask you, your honest answer." Egil asked very seriously, "Do you like me?"

"Well, of course I like it." The little nun replied, and then hugged her with a smile, and stuck it on Egil's xiong's mouth: "The master will give me delicious food and teach me how to read and read. So, I like the master the most."

"That's good." Egil nodded, looking at the little nun's carefree look, sighed softly, stretched out his hand to mock her head, a little unbearable, but after thinking again, if he was killed in the future, Joan of Arc would naturally be fine, but this little idiot didn't know what to do, so he made up his mind again. He gently pushed her away, walked around, took a sheathed dagger that had been prepared a few days ago, and then stuffed it into the little nun's hand.

"Is this... a weapon?" the young nun pulled out the dagger, then waved it like a joke, and asked.

"It's very dangerous, keep it!" Egil knocked the little nun's head again, but this time it was a usual practice, causing tears to burst out from the corners of the little nun's eyes.

"Woo..." The little nun covered his head with tears in his eyes, and then took the dagger back under the threat of Egil's eyes.

"Remember Maria - what I want to say is very important now, you must remember it carefully - never forget it! Otherwise, I will use the greatest strength to drill your head!"

"Maria will remember! Don't drill Maria's head! She will be stupid!" Maria answered with her head covering her head.

"It's stupid enough...it doesn't matter if it's stupid anymore, right?" Egil thought so in his heart, and then nodded: "Remember, I've asked the cook to prepare the food for today's day and will be delivered to you in a while. Don't worry about this - I'm going out for a long time today. I'm afraid I'll come back very late."

"How late?" asked Maria.

"Maybe you have to wait until tomorrow morning."

“…Leah’s voice was a little deeper, proving that she was not in a good mood.

"Okay, I'll try to come back sooner," Egil said: "This is not the point, the point is, what do you want if I can't come back."

"Can't come back?" Maria felt very uneasy: "What the hell is going on, Master?"

"Safe, this is just the worst and most unlikely situation - but, if, I mean, if I can't come back - the other men who enter this tent are the exception of the cook or chef, remember the fool and distinguish clearly. By that time, you will use this dagger to stab your xiong's mouth. Do you understand?"

"...will something bad happen that way?" Maria asked.

"No, no, then, Maria, you can go to heaven without pain and troubles," said Egil.

"Oh... Then, is the master there too?"

“…it’s probably not going.”

"If that happens, Maria won't go..."

"Listen to me! This is the order! If you don't do it, don't want to eat bee mi candy and braised pork in the future!" So Egil took out his usual trump card against the young nun.
Chapter completed!