Mind-Controlled by the Villainess? I’ll Turn the Tables and Make Her Mine!

The atmosphere became quiet and ambiguous.

Celia approached slowly with a sly smile, her long silver hair falling like a waterfall beside Ansu’s cheeks.

Finally, she looked down from above, scrutinizing Ansu as he lay nestled in the sofa.

Seeing the witch draped over him, Ansu blinked innocently, though the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl upward. ”Check? What are you going to check?”

”Of course, it’s...” Celia giggled, and ripples of mana suddenly surged around the sofa as an invisible gravity field abruptly pressed down.

”To check your magic level!”

Ansu felt his whole body stiffen, as if he were firmly imprisoned in the soft sofa, unable to move a muscle.

Why was it this trick again...

He was speechless in his heart; although Celia didn’t play hypnosis and brainwashing games with him much anymore...

He hadn’t expected that she wouldn’t even bother acting now! Relying on her powerful magic, the number of times she directly used hard control on him was increasing!Seeing Ansu completely under her control, Celia revealed a successful, wicked smile like a little demon.

”Hehe~ such a good boy! You don’t move when I tell you not to~”

A pair of fair, delicate hands reached out, playfully kneading his cheeks as if she were fiddling with a favorite doll.

”I like obedient Ansu the most~”

”So cute~”

Celia’s voice was low and sweet, like poisoned honey. As she saw Ansu could only be manipulated by her, the smile in her eyes grew deeper and more dangerous...

Then, those small hands began to wander restlessly.

Slender fingertips brushed lightly over Ansu’s chin, his Adam’s apple, and his neck, lingering for a moment on his firm chest...

And they continued downward...

Her incessant touching caused a wave of heat to rise in Ansu’s heart, but because he couldn’t move his body, he had no way to vent his strength...

”Weak Ansu~”

A faint fragrance lingered in his nose as Celia leaned down to whisper in his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe.

”The weak must accept punishment! Who told you that you couldn’t beat me~”

”Hmph! It’s a bit too early to reach a conclusion, isn’t it?” Teased and toyed with like this, Ansu was finally ready to show his true skill!

Of course, the main reason was...

As a proud man, he wanted to seize the initiative! He wanted to turn the tables and thoroughly handle this vile witch!

He would win!!

【Spell Counter (Abjuration, 5th Circle magic)】

【(Learning Progress: 800/800) Mastered】

This was a mid-tier magic he had collected at the end of the simulation during their last trip to the ancient ruins; after so much time, he had now mastered it.

It was just that he rarely had the chance to perform this skill; lately, his opponents were either even weaker scrubs or demons... or even god-level entities.

”Celia, don’t look down on my magic talent!”

The moment Ansu’s voice fell, Celia’s smile froze slightly.

Because she clearly felt her meticulously constructed magic structure... being dismantled by an even more exquisite technique. Around the sofa, the invisible gravity field enveloping Ansu was gradually dissipating.

A faint blue shield suddenly emerged around Ansu, 【Countering】 all the mana that was suppressing him. At this point, the witch’s gravity magic was completely broken by him.

Celia’s expression was one of surprise, because she found that her own mana was suppressing her in reverse. The gravity magic made her body heavy, and her limbs stiffened for a moment.

”What!?”

Celia hastily dispelled the gravity magic enveloping her. Perhaps because she was distracted... or perhaps because she was too overconfident, she hadn’t noticed Ansu’s movements at all.

In the next second, she suddenly felt her waist tighten as she was pulled firmly into Ansu’s embrace.

”Ah!”

In a whirl of heaven and earth, their positions swapped instantly. By the time Celia regained her senses, she was pinned down by Ansu on the soft sofa.

”Wait... you!” Celia’s eyes snapped wide. Her originally calm and triumphant tone suddenly became flustered. ”Ansu! When did you learn this move? You...”

How could he have broken her magic? Even if it was just a 3rd Circle magic she hadn’t used full strength on...

Has Ansu grown this fast?

”Why that expression?” Ansu took his time admiring the witch’s rare fluster and shyness, his fingertips gently brushing away the silver strands of hair on her cheek.

”Weren’t you very arrogant just now?” His voice carried a bit of playful laughter. ”You were so smug when you were suppressing me, incredibly arrogant! Now that it’s your turn, why is it so hard to accept?”

Celia turned her face away in embarrassment, but she couldn’t hide the flush rising to the tips of her ears. ”It’s only because you launched a sneak attack! And... and you used a 5th Circle magic, there’s a level suppression!”

”Who was it that said magic shouldn’t be confined by level limits, and that any magic has research value? That the low-tier can overcome the high-tier?” Ansu giggled and asked in return, ”Also, it’s okay for you to ambush me, but not for me to ambush you? Ms. Witch... if you dare to provoke me, you must be prepared to have the tables turned on you~”

Ansu curled his lips into a wicked smile, gently pinning her wrists above her head.

In the struggle just now, the belt of Celia’s pajamas had already come loose. At this moment, her lapels were slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbones and glimpses of snow-white skin.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

She suddenly stopped moving, slowly turning her face to stare unblinkingly at Ansu, who was inches away.

The soft glow of the magic lighting on the ceiling spilled down, coating her in a hazy silver luster.

Ansu gazed at her intently. No matter the angle, Celia was breathtakingly beautiful.

There was not a single flaw; everything was as beautiful as a dream.

His heartbeat also began to accelerate involuntarily.

”Does it look good?” Celia noticed Ansu’s momentary daze, and the corners of her lips curled into a slight arc.

”It looks good...”

A flash of cunning flickered in her eyes. By the time Ansu reacted, Celia had already finished chanting a concise, nearly instantaneous magic incantation.

Several black magic vines sprouted out of thin air, coiling around Ansu’s arms and body like snakes, locking him firmly into a corner of the sofa.

”Well...” Ansu gave a helpless smile. ”Using a beauty trap, Celia? You really are...”

”Let’s see how you counter this!” Celia couldn’t think of a way to counter his Spell Counter for the moment, so she simply stopped pretending.

She went straight to a 7th Circle high-tier magic, crushing Ansu with absolute level superiority!

”This is a high-tier spell in nature magic. Its casting principles and rune structures are several orders of magnitude higher than before! Teehee~ I’ll see how you break it this time!”

She arched her eyebrows triumphantly and viciously pinched Ansu’s waist, causing him to hiss immediately.

”Mr. Ansu, since your skills are inferior... then obediently accept this witch’s torment!”

Celia giggled and straddled him directly, once again occupying the superior position.

”Now for round two~”