Chapter 712: Chapter 99 The Temptation of a Young Girl_2 Chapter 712: Chapter 99 The Temptation of a Young Girl_2 Lea twirled her hair with her fingers, casting coquettish glances at the man as she gently said, “My lord… You’ve returned.”

Under Count Donald’s undisguised, greedy gaze, Lea lazily climbed out of bed, picked up a bottle of wine, and poured the crystal-clear beautiful wine into a crystal glass.

However, Donald, immersed in lust, didn’t notice the white powder sprinkling from Lea’s slender hand into the wine glass, merging with its contents.

Plan successful!

Lea secretly rejoiced in her heart, but she didn’t notice that Count Donald, unable to wait any longer, had eagerly grabbed her wrist, intending to press her down on the bed.

Donald sniffed the faint fragrance, caressing the smooth, tender skin and the black, shiny hair as if touching a treasure.

“Miss Lea, my Golden Canary, your beauty truly moves me. Your hair is as smooth as silk satin, and your skin is like the finest silk…”

He uttered what he thought were the most touching sweet nothings, moving his fat, ugly face close, the overpowering blend of perfume and body odor assaulting her.

Lea immediately felt goosebumps, forcing an unnatural smile on her beautiful face, and once again pushed away Count Donald’s bulky body.

“My lord, wait…”

“What else are you waiting for? Miss Lea, my patience is limited…”

An impatient look finally washed over Count Donald’s face. He was already burning with desire, hot and irritable, unable to wait even a moment longer.

Why is this woman from the Exotic Realm so troublesome?

But it was this mystery that made him sunk deep and helplessly infatuated.

Did he realize she was stalling for time? Lea thought uneasily in her heart, and quickly showed a pouty expression. She pulled at the Earl’s arm, her eyebrows slightly frowning, “My lord, that’s not what I mean…”

“What is it, then?”

Lea hesitated for a moment before speaking softly, “Lord Earl, in my homeland, lovers must first share a drink before they can begin to enjoy…”

That eased Count Donald’s mood, a smile spreading across his face again. “Fine, Miss Golden Canary, whatever you say, I will do!”

He patted his bulging belly, full of confidence, and was about to drink heartily from the glass when Lea took the glass in her hands and brought it to the Earl’s lips.

With a soft and gentle voice, she said, “Come, my lord, let me feed you.”

Count Donald immediately felt his bones turn soft. He just kept nodding, allowing Lea to pour the wine into his mouth.

Count Donald drained the glass, wiped his moist lips, and slurred, “Good, good wine, now can we start?”

“Lea, Lea, I’m coming for you…”

He staggered about, ready to pounce on the bed, when his vision began to blur.

He reached out to touch Lea’s delicate body, but even the beauty’s face was becoming unclear.

Is the wine’s aftereffect this strong?

That was the last thought in Count Donald’s mind.

Immediately afterwards, with a “plop,” the Earl collapsed onto the soft velvet bedspread, heavy asleep like a dead pig, only a step away from Lea’s body.

“Lea, Lea…”

In his sleep, Count Donald murmured the name that he couldn’t “pull himself away” from.

What he had drunk was a specially made Spiritual Medicine dubbed “Drunk Living and Dreaming Death,” inducing a deep sleep filled with the experiences of one’s heart’s desire.

Lea finally let out a long sigh of relief and exclaimed to herself, “Damn, that was close…”

Lea also kicked his face a few times with her foot, and only after confirming that he had no response, did she finally feel completely at ease, collapsing onto the bed and panting heavily.

“To think this fat pig dared to harbor indecent thoughts about me?”

Her originally whiny, exceptionally charming voice gradually turned rougher, eventually becoming a clear male voice.

Then something even more horrifying happened. Accompanied by a “pfft,” Miss Lea’s fair and smooth skin eerily began to peel off like a snake shedding its skin, and even the delicate face was melting away.

Finally, a blond man with handsome features appeared on the bed, clad in a long robe. Beside him was a folded transparent garment–the Shapeshifter Robe.

Indeed, this “Miss Lea” who looked much like Tifa was none other than the head of the Magic Coin Guild, Archmage Charlotte!

And this so-called “Miss Lea from the Exotic Realm” was nothing but a Trap laid by the players of the Magic Coin Guild upon learning of Count Donald’s lecherous reputation, concocting such a lowly scheme.

“Thank goodness this dead pig has some taste in life, or might he become the second person in Erezer gaming history to be rejected?

Damn it, if others found out, where would the dignity of a Powerful Families leader like me go?”

“Miss Lea, hahaha, come and enjoy nirvana with me…” The Earl, who slept like a dead pig, sleazily chuckled, calling out that name, probably having reached some unspeakable phase in his dream.

Hearing these words, a chill rose in Charlotte’s heart, anger seething within him as he viciously kicked the bloated body a few more times, cursing under his breath.

“You fat pig, I’ll let you have your nirvana! @#$%&*!”

A string of down-to-earth swears burst out, and even Charlotte, who prided himself as an “elegant Mage master,” could hardly contain his rage.

However, what he did not know was that in a hidden corner of the mansion, loyal guild members had already recorded this precious footage with a Memory Stone, ready to turn it into a timeless classic.