Chapter 201 – Allen Nearly Became Someone's Bootlicker
Hearing Allen's brazen and shameless words, Senahi was momentarily dumbfounded.
She had come to seduce Allen, even prepared a few tricks to seize the initiative—but judging by his reaction, he seemed quite... eager.
"How exactly do you want to check?"
Adjusting her mindset, Senahi naturally went along with the flow.
"A battle between masters, each move aimed to kill... I didn't expect to meet such a worthy opponent."
Allen's expression turned serious. Gone was the lecherous look from earlier. He rose from the bed with an air of righteous purpose and said solemnly, "In that case, I'll reluctantly help you with the inspection."
"What do you need me to do?"
Senahi smiled sweetly, curious to see what tricks he would pull.
"Stand up, please."
Following Allen's command, Senahi awaited his next instructions.
The Spencer family didn't have particularly strict rules about relationships between men and women, so although she looked like a pure and innocent girl, she was actually well-versed in various seductive techniques. She could even pull off quite a few moves while standing.
"Hands behind your head, feet shoulder-width apart—twenty squats, three sets."
"Huh!?"
Senahi was thrown off by Allen's command. This was not what she had expected at all.
"Huh what? You said you wanted an inspection. Is there a problem with me checking your physical fitness?" Allen asked seriously.
"N-no problem…"
Though a bit reluctant, Senahi didn't back down. Her personality simply wouldn't allow her to give up before achieving her goal.
"One, two, three, four…"
As Senahi started doing squats, Allen counted along.
His expression started out very serious but gradually turned more and more lecherous and gleeful.
After all, her mage robes were far too tight, and her curves far too voluptuous. Each squat caused waves of motion that were undeniably captivating.
"Eleven, twelve, thirteen, thirteen, thirteen…"
Senahi paused mid-squat and pointed out, "You counted thirteen three times."
"You actually caught that?"
Allen shamelessly replied, "I was testing whether you were focused. Clearly, you weren't fully invested in the inspection. That set doesn't count—start over."
Senahi almost broke character. Half a set of squats had already made her thighs ache. If she actually completed Allen's demand properly, her legs might not function at all afterward.
She was a mage, not a warrior.
Who spends their free time training physical strength? What did he expect—some kind of hand-to-hand combat mage from Kamar-Taj?
"Then let's switch to push-ups. Still twenty reps, three sets."
Allen eagerly dropped to the ground, turning his head to the side so he could enjoy the view up close. He explained with a straight face, "Don't get the wrong idea. This angle helps me better judge whether your form is correct."
Senahi saw right through him but didn't call it out. Instead, she was happy to see him act like a pervert—it meant her charm was working, and she could easily manipulate his heart and mind.
As she moved up and down doing push-ups…
The hanging "mountains" compressed as they touched the ground, flattening and spreading out dramatically.
To give Allen a better view, Senahi deliberately slowed her movements.
But before she could get through even five push-ups, her arms began to tremble and shake.
She had never trained her physical endurance before—there was no way she could handle such intense exertion easily.
"Ow…"
"Flat! They're flat!"
Unable to hold on any longer, Senahi collapsed helplessly to the ground.
Allen's eyes widened like brass bells, and with a pervy grin he exclaimed, "The mountains became valleys. The pressure on young people these days is no joke."
"Aren't you going to help me up?" Senahi said with a coquettish pout.
"Coming, coming."
As Allen hurried over eagerly, a sly glint flashed in Senahi's eyes.
Just as their faces came close, she parted her lips and softly blew out a puff of pink mist.
Allen, completely off guard, inhaled a bit of the pink gas.
"Got you at last."
Senahi couldn't help but smile smugly. "You've inhaled my exclusive charm powder. From now on, you'll be hopelessly in love with me. As time goes by, I'll be able to make you sacrifice your life for me with just a word."
She had been planning this moment all along.
After initial observation, it became clear that developing a normal emotional bond with him was unrealistic.
First, the target had a rather unhinged personality—it was hard to expect him to form feelings like a normal person. Second, the competition was fierce—there was no time to slowly build affection. So she had to rely on external means to achieve her goal.
"You're truly a wicked woman."
Allen said with grief and indignation, "I won't let anyone toy with my feelings. The only thing I can accept being toyed with… is my body."
He finished speaking and picked up the husky, which was gnawing on a blanket.
The husky, wild and unruly, had no idea what depraved plan its master was up to—its eyes full of disdain.
"I won't let you get away with this, you vile woman," Allen said furiously.
"Without my antidote, you'll soon become my obedient slave."
Seeing him refuse to yield only made Senahi more delighted. She loved the process of taming a man.
However, Allen lifted the husky and started rubbing its fluffy fur all over his face. The soft hair tickled his nose.
Achoo!
He sneezed violently, droplets of saliva spraying onto the husky's face.
The dog stuck out its tongue and licked up the spit.
"Cleared up."
Allen took a deep breath, feeling completely refreshed. He had successfully expelled the charm powder from his body.
"Wha…"
Senahi's expression changed. She hadn't considered someone countering the drug by… sneezing.
"Wait… what's wrong with you?"
Allen suddenly noticed something wrong with the husky—its once-proud gaze was gone. Its pupils had turned pink, tongue lolling out, looking completely high.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
The husky staggered, fell to the ground, then looked at Senahi and wagged its long tail before pouncing on her. Its front paws wrapped around her leg, and its little body began thrusting like a motor.
Allen gave her a disdainful look and scolded, "Ugh… dumb mutt. Bootlicking to the max."
"Get off! You're disgusting!"
Senahi kicked the husky away and rushed to the door.
But before she could get out, the husky latched onto her leg again, resuming its depraved movements.
"Stop chasing me!"
She kicked the husky away again and fled, but the dog stubbornly kept pursuing her.
The only thing worth noting was that the hellhound was still just a female puppy.
The commotion drew the attention of the other female mages. One by one, they peeked out to watch, then snickered at her miserable state.
"So it's that tramp from the Spencer family. Probably tried something dirty and got burned."
"She was practically drooling the first day she saw him."
"No surprise there. Her family's drama could fill three nights of gossip."
"…"
Less than fifteen minutes later, the husky staggered back in, visibly drained and lethargic.
Senahi had run back to her room and given it the antidote to lift the charm, otherwise, she'd be haunted by that hellhound every day—and the thought alone made her shudder.
"Stupid dog, I've got a bold new idea."
Seeing Allen's tall figure, the husky shrank in fear, retreating into a corner and barking curses.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"