Transmigrated As The Final Villain of a Death Game Chapter 147: Sword Training [ 6 ] *

"Sothing like...?"

"Sothing like this."

Clentine reached into her dinsional ring and took out a torn book before plopping it down on the table.

Puzzled, I picked up the book and flipped it open to the first page.

I nearly dropped the book when I saw what was written.

[Introduction to Elentary Level Enchanting]

"Enchanting..."

"I’m guessing you think it’s good as well," Clentine said.

She leaned over slightly.

"I read the whole book, and it’s really interesting. If you have the right equipnt, you can put special effects on your weapons."

Of course I knew that.

According to the ga’s lore, there used to be an association of enchanters roaming the continent.

Among many other things, they once flooded the market with weapons that broke after one hit, but made them so powerful that they could probably even slay dragons.

So people tried to repair those weapons, but the enchanters made sure that the mont those weapons were tampered with, they would turn into glitter.

Honestly... they were more of a group of tricksters than anything.

So I’d be really surprised if they actually put any enchanting knowledge in this book.

While Clentine boasted about her too-good-to-be-true findings, I flipped page after page, only to be left speechless as the book turned out to be legit.

Before I knew it, I finished reading the whole book and placed it back down on the table.

"Shit... It’s actually real."

Clentine nodded repeatedly and stored the book inside her dinsional ring.

"That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you for the last hour."

"Sorry..."

Her pout eventually subsided.

"What do you think? Should we learn it?"

I thought about it for a mont, then nodded.

"It would be a waste not to. The only problem would be getting all the tools, but we might be able to ask the dwarf for that."

An excited look appeared on her face, which she quickly hid, trying to act nonchalant.

I raised my brow at this.

"You know, I’ve been wondering. What’s up with you lately? You’ve been acting pretty social. Have you always been this friendly?"

"Mmm~? Does that make you like more or less?"

What a stupid question.

"I’d love you regardless, Clentine."

She let out a giggle, and after a brief pause, said,

"Even though I was quiet, I was always paying attention to how you and other people acted. The mangas I read helped a little too..."

A faint blush appeared on her face once she realized what she just said.

Then, her brows twitched as she narrowed her eyes at .

I avoided her gaze and acted like I hadn’t heard what she said, so she soon continued speaking again.

"I don’t really like speaking with people, since these high-energy conversations drain completely..."

She let out a sigh.

"I don’t have the sa issue with you though. I feel like I can talk with you forever."

"I’m glad, but don’t force yourself," I said, then leaned over the table and planted a kiss on her lips.

To my surprise, she pulled in, causing to knock the cookie jar to the floor, which then shattered.

But I was way too imrsed in Clentine’s lips to notice.

We kissed for what felt like several minutes, and we only stopped once we couldn’t breathe anymore.

Though we didn’t back away far.

Instead, we were only a single inch away from each other’s faces.

For a few seconds, I could only focus on her warm breath, which made feel dizzy as I leaned back in, kissing her even more intensely.

But she sohow matched my intensity, and even began rubbing my chest all over, almost subconsciously.

I, on the other hand, slipped my hand inside her shirt, unhooked her bra, and then gently caressed her left breast, causing her to moan softly during our kiss.

However, the mont I cupped her nipple and pinched it slightly, her whole body twitched as she accidentally bit down on my tongue, then backed off with a flushed expression.

She opened her mouth and closed it repeatedly, almost like she couldn’t find the right words to say.

Yet when her unhooked bra slipped out from her shirt and fell to the ground, Clentine froze completely.

"..."

"Sorry, I went too far."

I licked her saliva off my lips and smiled at her.

It was fun seeing her this flustered.

But yeah... I should probably hold back on doing sothing so erotic, at least for now.

I approached the stunned Clentine and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close.

Then, I rested my head on her shoulder for a few monts, until finally, she returned my embrace.

"It’s fine... Just tell before you do it next ti."

"Oh? Then can I—"

"No."

Awh...

"Now, if you don’t mind, I’m going to go and wash up."

I tilted my head at her words.

"Your hair’s still a little wet. Didn’t you wash up earlier?"

Her brow twitched.

Then, she t my gaze with a pout before finally pushing away from and approaching the waterfall’s entrance.

She stopped just before entering, and after a brief mont of hesitation, she slightly lifted her skirt.

Her white panties were completely soaked, and her juices flowed down her lustrous thighs.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I was imdiately turned on.

And yet, Clentine simply glanced down at my lower part and smirked.

"Suffer~"

With those words, Clentine rolled her skirt back down and tippy-toed over to the waterfall, her figure eventually fading.

And yet, I still couldn’t forget what I just saw.

I feel like giving her those erotic mangas was a bad idea.

Now, even though she’s embarrassed, she does that...

I wanted to go in after her, but I respected boundaries.

After all, without boundaries, we’d just have a toxic relationship, and that’s not what I wanted at all.

Still...

How am I supposed to fall asleep now?

Shaking my head in defeat, I glanced at the wooden sword I had placed against my dining table’s seat.

Well...

Since sleeping isn’t going to cut it, I might as well do so training until sunrise.