The language, movements, and demeanor were all so similar to Alexander's. For a moment, I thought that a cheap dad from far away in Constantinople had traveled through time.

"This woman knows what she is doing and what she will do. She is a wise person. But after all, she is still young and has not grown up. Many times there are loopholes in her thinking. She is a person who can be controlled.

Therefore, I have no objection to you being with her. But as your brother, I beg you to find a woman with pure Roman blood and let her be your wife."

I pointed out Alexander's mistake: "A woman of pure Roman blood, Alexander, stop joking. Do you mean that the daughter born by the Slavic military prostitute is a woman of pure Roman blood? From BC to the present, she has the purest blood flowing through her body."

Women of Roman ancestry can probably only be found at the foot of Pompeii Mountain. Therefore, the woman with the purest bloodline in your mouth is just a woman with black hair and black eyes."

Alexander admitted his mistake very readily: "Okay, let me correct my mistake. What I want to say is, it doesn't matter whether you marry a noble or a commoner, as long as you marry someone with black hair and black eyes.

Can you promise me?"

"I refuse."

"Why? That's the throne of an empire!" Alexander shouted.

"It's nothing." I stretched out my hand and applied it on Feletelia's golden hair. I looked at her hair going around and around on my fingertips and said, "I'm a blonde person."

"What else?"

"I like flat chests."

"that's all?"

"Long legs are also a good advantage."

"No more?"

"In this world, can you find a blond, flat-chested, long-legged German girl who can accompany you to Versailles to die?"

"What is tsundere?"

"Nothing, as long as you can find a black-haired, black-eyed Roman woman who will accompany me to die in Versailles, this still needs to be discussed. Besides, if you have time to ask me to find one here, why don't you find one you like yourself?

A Roman woman with black hair and black eyes was born? Why are you staring at me?"

"Women are terrible creatures!" Alexander said with great fear, "Old scumbag, you are the best example! So, for the sake of the empire and for Rome, I will never touch any woman in my life!"

Facing the righteous Alexander, I said: "I dare say that if it were Caesar's order, you would touch even a hippopotamus."

Alexander's eyes twitched: "That's enough for you."

"I'm just stating the facts."

While we were still talking, Philetria moved, as if she was about to wake up. Alexander glanced at it and winked at Maurice: "Give her a bottle."

"oh."

Morris responded. He quickly grabbed a wine bottle, grabbed Feletelia, pinched her mouth open, and raised his hand to pour a full bottle of highly distilled liquor into Feletelia's mouth.

Inside the mouth.

Your sister!

"Stop!" I grabbed Maurice's wine bottle, and Philetria plopped down on the low table in front of me again.

"Brother, you don't want to retaliate like this!"

Alexander looked up at the embroidery above the military tent and pretended to be stupid: "What? I didn't retaliate, it was all done by Maurice."

"Can you, the future emperor of the Roman Empire, stop being so naive..."

"I…"

As soon as Alexander opened his mouth, I stuffed the wine bottle in my hand into Alexander's mouth. Alexander struggled to push me away, but Constans and Maurice dragged me away from behind. Not only was I choked, but my face was red and my ears were red.

Alexander, who was covered in alcohol, waved his hand and said: "Brothers, come on! Drink him until he is unconscious!!!"

A war using wine as a weapon is destined to be a lose-lose war. However, since I am alone, I am the one who begs for mercy and admits defeat in the end. But as the first person to withdraw from the battlefield, I still retain the last trace of clarity.

We helped Feletelia back to our tent, and let the four drunken idiots behind us start pinching her.

Hahaha.

….

It was daybreak, and there was a bit of noise outside. The sunlight from the vent above the military tent made me struggle for a while before I finally opened my eyes.

My body is a little tired, my brain is groggy, and my throat is extremely uncomfortable. This is the result of excessive drinking.

What a mistake. One against four last night. What a mistake!

Sitting up, I saw clothes scattered all over the floor.

Just as I was about to lie down, the pants that appeared in the corner of my eyes shocked me all over!

All the negative effects of hangover have completely disappeared!

Philetria's pants!

Looking around, I saw more things belonging to Philetria!

The coat, hat, boots, shirt, plus the messy phenomenon of water marks everywhere, and a large pool of milky white viscous liquid in the center. I swallowed hard, my heart pounded, and I almost suffocated and looked into the sheets.

On the raised area, I felt a touch of warmth on my hand.

I grabbed it with my hands.

Very flat.

Turning his head to look, he saw a pair of dark blue eyes appearing there.

I breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it wasn't anyone else, and even better, no one else was in our bed.

Her hazy sleepy eyes froze for a few seconds, and her pupils shrank. Then, she suddenly sat up, looked around, and the next second, she swung back into bed.

"Well…"

I didn't realize that this girl who has always wanted me to reject her is still being shy and acting like an ostrich at this time.

"Are you going to hide for the rest of your life?"

Feletelia showed her little face, her cheeks were very red and her eyes were full of shame.

I fell in love with a beautiful girl, and I felt very complicated.

Similarly, I think Feletelia thought the same way, because she looked at me with a somewhat complicated look.

Well, if it’s not complicated, it doesn’t make sense. Someone’s virginity was destroyed in such an inexplicable way!

The two of us looked at each other complicatedly for a long time, and then Feletelia asked in a weak mosquito voice: "I said, we did that kind of thing last night, right?"

"Yes, we seem to have done something that went against the rules." I was so embarrassed that I didn't even know how to express the bad news tactfully.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Feletelia opened her mouth, and the voice coming out of her dry lips was a little hoarse. She coughed a few times, and her voice barely returned to normal, but her face turned redder, "That is to say

,We finally went to bed."

"Yes, we had sex, but I don't know how. I'm sorry."

"It seems that you sent me back to the tent, and then I hooked your neck, and then...we...!" Feletelia closed her eyes and frowned, trying to recall the scene last night.

, the voice became quieter and quieter until it disappeared completely.

As she spoke, a few fragments flashed through my mind. It seemed that we ended up like this because we drank too much.

I asked: "How do you feel about what happened last night?"

She turned her face sideways and her thick eyelashes trembled: "I was drunk at the time, so I have no memory at all."

"And you?"

As a dream, what happened last night is very real, but as a real thing, it is not real at all. I don’t even know what the feeling and experience of getting into Feletelia’s body is.

There was only the scene of Feletelia clutching my back, clamping her legs around my waist, and moaning constantly from her mouth.

Damn it!

Overwhelmingly, the process is the most important, but skipping the process directly to the result is nothing. It is really miserable to reach this level, without any impression or feeling at all!

I’ve been really frustrated!

Moreover, as promised, the first night was wasted!

I smiled bitterly and said, "Me too."

"In other words, the two of us just lost our first time without any memory at all?"

Faced with such a deceptive reality, I admitted: "Yes!"

Feletelia's eyes widened when she heard this, and her expression was a bit abnormal. She could only hear her muttering in a low voice: "How could this be possible, how could this be possible, how could such a thing happen to me? I don't even know that."

I lost my first time without even experiencing the feeling described in the book...how could I..."

Feletelia got out of the quilt. As soon as she came out, she frowned, and then she asked with a fluke that seemed to have a glimmer of hope: "You are lying! You must be lying!"

Right?"

Well..

"Does it hurt down there?"

Feletelia was startled at first, and then she put her hand into the blanket. She frowned and then her expression completely collapsed. She almost lost her mind and kept mumbling: "I won't give in, I won't."

Be willing to do it, this is the first time, it’s better not to..."

"We treat what happened last night as if nothing happened? I still have my first time, I am still a virgin..." Feletelia was already escaping from reality.

I was about to try to comfort her with a smile, but I saw the German literary young woman violently and violently grabbing my left hand and trying to push me down on the bed. However, my reaction was not slow, and my body still reacted subconsciously.

She tried to twist my left hand back, so I turned around and knocked her down. My left hand held down her right hand, and my right hand restrained her left hand.

When the sheets were lifted, the most profound impression in my mind was that the parts of this German blond girl with long legs and small breasts, Fritelia, were exposed. Fritelia's flat and majestic breasts, well...it seems that they have become slightly curved recently.

"It's all you! We agreed to do it on the first night of my wedding. I didn't expect you to be so unreliable!"

"Please! You just admitted that you hooked my neck first! If it hadn't been for your hook, this thing wouldn't have happened!"

"I don't care!"
Chapter completed!