Michel felt that his head was lying on something soft, it felt so comfortable that he wanted to sleep even longer.

Two long, regular breaths could be heard in the quiet library. At that moment, he also felt a delicate hand stroking his hair gently and slowly.

For some reason, Michel felt that he missed such a touch. Perhaps it was because no one had ever stroked his hair, not even his own mother.

"This is strange."

Michel suddenly opened his eyes and saw two huge bulges and the face of a very beautiful woman.

When he saw the smile on her beautiful face, Michel reflexively got up and hurriedly moved away from the woman. That woman was dangerous, his instincts told him so.

"Who the hell are you? What have you done to me?" Michel said as he searched for the necklace hanging around his neck, but didn't find it.

The woman kept smiling as she watched Michel interrogate her in a fairly loud voice.

"My name is Lucy, and you ask what I do? I treat your wounds," Lucy said as she showed Michel a necklace.

Michel then set up a martial arts stance and prepared to fight with the woman. All his weapons were inside the necklace, so he had to fight with his bare hands.

It wasn't an ordinary necklace. To be more precise, the ring on the necklace is no ordinary ring. It is a space ring, a relic that can store objects in a chamber inside the ring.

Michel's memory is still a mess, he barely remembers everything that happened after his three brothers left him.

All he remembered clearly was the pain.

"What are you doing?" Lucy asked as she saw Michel setting up a fighting stance, to her it looked ridiculous.

"What are you doing here?" Michel corrected her question, ignoring her words.

"You're seriously asking that? You're still not fully awake, are you?"

Lucy's words were not wrong, at this time Michel was indeed not fully conscious.

"Calm down, how about you sleep on my thigh again? You looked like a baby when you slept on my thigh earlier," Lucy said in a soft voice, trying to tease Michel.

Michel did not falter, he remained silent waiting for his consciousness to recover.

Seeing Michel's very stubborn attitude made the beautiful woman sigh. Lucy finally got up and walked over to Michel.

When Lucy was within striking distance, Michel immediately threw his punch. Lucy sighed again, her expression flat as she saw the punch coming towards her.

As if Michel's punch was too slow, Lucy easily caught both his wrists. Michel was shocked, he tried to free his hands but in vain.

Suddenly Lucy pushed Michel's body into a bookshelf. Michel gasped and was helpless when he saw the woman pressing him until he could not move.

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Michel immediately felt something soft, rubbery, and large pressing against his chest. It was a strange feeling. The fire inside his body seemed to be ignited.

Just as Michel wanted to lower his gaze, Lucy in an instant brought her beautiful face closer to Michel's face.

Michel's head jerked back until it hit the bookshelf, but Lucy didn't stop, her face stopping forward as their noses touched.

Lucy is 177 cm tall, 8 cm shorter than Michel. If Michel's knees were not bent slightly, then Lucy would have to stand on tiptoe to make her face height equal to Michel's face height.

Michel froze for a moment. As their gazes met, Michel felt as if his soul was being sucked out by the woman's eyes.

Lucy's face was so beautiful, Michel only looked at her intently after their noses touched.

Her skin was pure white and flawless, her lips were pink and sexy, her nose was small but slightly pointed, and her eyes, Lucy had eyes that were very unique and impossible to find in humans.

This proves that Lucy is indeed not human.

Lucy has blood-red irises, but other than that, her eyes are completely black. She also has long dark red hair that is silky and bushy.

Above her forehead, Michel could see two deep red horns that curved to the center of her head. All these features made it clear that Lucy was a demon.

"I am a demon, a very beautiful demon," Lucy spoke those words with great confidence as if she could read Michel's mind.

Lucy actually knew Michel's thoughts through the movement of his eyes, which clearly observed her appearance.

As Lucy spoke, Michel could smell the faint scent of roses coming out of her mouth.

Every few seconds, he also felt Lucy's warm breath on his face.

It made the fire inside Michel's body bigger and stronger.

Lucy has a very hot body, and now her magnificent body is pressing against Michel's body, pressing it very tightly.

Although the clothes separated most of their skin, Michel could still feel the softness and smoothness of her body, especially on her breasts.

Lucy was currently wearing a black knight's formal uniform. In the center of her chest, there was a slit hole that was enough to show off her large cleavage.

"You're very attractive," Lucy said, her voice sounding very charming to anyone who heard it, but not to Michel at that moment.

Lucy's words reminded him of the voice that appeared inside his head a few hours ago before he passed out. Suddenly his head throbbed and his ears buzzed.

Slowly Michel began to regain some of his memories. His consciousness finally recovered, and he could feel that something was different about him, but he didn't know what it was.

Although Michel didn't remember everything that happened to him, now he was quite calm.

"Hey, back off!" Michel said calmly and coldly.

It seemed that Lucy was bothered by the words Michel had spoken to her. Lucy stopped pressing against Michel's body, released his wrists, and stepped back.

Michel then exhaled a rough breath, he immediately calmed the thoughts and passion inside him.

"I ask again, who are you? What are you doing here?" Michel repeated his question from a few minutes ago.

"Seriously, you still don't remember?" Lucy said in surprise.

Michel nodded.

"You're the one who called me here," Lucy replied as she folded her arms across her chest.

Michel's eyebrows shot up at Lucy's answer.

"You summoned me."

"Are you kidding me? That's impossible." Michel of course didn't believe it. He couldn't even see or feel mana, how could he possibly create a summoning magic circle?

Despite knowing this fact, Michel somehow felt that the woman before him was not lying. After all, why would she lie to Michel?

Maybe it was just Michel's feelings, even though it didn't make sense but he felt he could do what Lucy said.

"What did you say?" Lucy frowned.

The pain returned to Michel's head, some unfamiliar information appeared but he didn't know what it was. The information seemed to float around inside his head.

"You're right, maybe it was me who summoned you here." Michel began to accept his circumstances, especially since it was the only reasonable answer he could find to explain this situation.

"I'm glad you finally came to your senses," Lucy said happily, a beautiful smile returning to her face.

"Well then, let's make a deal with me now!" Lucy suddenly came forward and grabbed Michel's wrist.

What happened next was shocking. Lucy put Michel's hand on one of her large breasts, then forced Michel to squeeze it.

"Be my slave, then you can play with my whole body whenever you want!"