The first volume of the idiotic priest 018. Screaming hoarsely

  "Du Fan!!!!!"

  Emily let out a soft cry, and with a swift movement, she appeared in front of Du Fan, blocking his path. Her face was indescribably furious; if looks could kill, Du Fan would have been minced into a pulp by now.

  Emily, who suddenly appeared in front of him, was sized up by Dufan with a light smile. "Hmph... quite fast, aren't you? I didn't even get a chance to see it clearly, which can only mean that you're a magician? Who would have thought that this brainless little lass is actually favored by the God of Light? Alright then, Miss Emily, almost everyone in the Imperial City knows that although I, Dufan, am a kind-hearted priest, I'm also a useless good-for-nothing. So, what do you plan to do by showing off your magical prowess in front of this useless me?"

  Emily let out a cold laugh, and somehow produced a small, delicate magic wand from somewhere. She rapidly muttered a few incantations under her breath, and the wooden wand in her hand quivered slightly as several small fireballs floated into existence in mid-air.

  The dazzling brilliance of the small fireball constantly stimulates people's eyes, and under the illumination of the flames, the expressions on the faces of the two people facing each other are incredibly complex.

  "Little fireball?" Du Fan rubbed his nose, "If I'm not mistaken, Young Miss, you're at most a second-level magician, right?"

  Emily was taken aback and angrily said: "Mind your own business!"

  "It's none of my business," Du Fan nodded, "but I don't know why you suddenly showed off your magic in front of me, Miss. You have to make it clear to me, right?"

  Emily bit her sensual lips and said word by word: "Du Fan, I ask you for the last time, are you willing to help me get Mirak's medicine?"

  "Isn't that nonsense?" Du Fan looked at him with a look of contempt, "If I agreed, I would have agreed earlier. Are you so brainless that you can even forget what I just said? But it's no wonder, growing up to be only a second-rate magician is really shameful!"

  Emily's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but shout: "Du Fan! You bastard!"

  As she spoke, the magic wand in her hand shook, and several small fireballs "whooshed" towards Du Fan's direction.

  Although they were just small fireballs, a wave of heat surged through the air.

  But Du Fan didn't even bat an eyelid, staring at Emily and saying calmly, "You really dare to take action?"

  The words had not been spoken yet, those several small fireballs flew past his body and shot onto the bookshelf behind him. Fortunately, this study was just nominal, there were no books on the bookshelf, so although the bookshelf was blown out of several gaps, it did not catch fire.

  Du Fan turned around, took a glance and let out a sigh: "The power of the magician is indeed great. Looking at it this way... I'm completely powerless in front of you, Young Miss, right?"

  Emily took a deep breath and said, "You know yourself... you're not even a match for me, so don't try to resist. I've figured it out now, you bastard won't agree to help me anyway. But the loss I suffered this afternoon can't just be written off like that... You should know... This is the first time in my life as Emily that I've been... by a man..."

  At this point, Emily's face turned bright red, and even with her outgoing personality, she couldn't bring herself to say the next few words.

  "Oh, so that's how it is? You want to look back? Why didn't you say so earlier... If you had said so earlier, I could have taken off my clothes as soon as I came in. But remember, don't move your hands......" Du Fan first had an expression of "oh, I see", and then suddenly turned into a blushing face, the speed of his changing expression was simply breathtaking.

  "Y-you..." Emily almost fainted, how could there be such a bastard in the world, "Stop it, who asked you to take off your clothes... I just... I just..."

  The words had barely left her mouth when Emily suddenly coughed violently, bending over in pain. A second-rate magician like herself was being driven to the brink of vomiting blood by this worthless piece of trash, Dufan.

  "You can't be serious... Are you going to do it yourself?" Du Fan's face was shocked, then he let out a resigned sigh, "Well... Since you have this interest in undressing men, I'll satisfy your beastly desires. Go ahead... But... This is my first time, please be gentle..."

  "Crack——"

  Emily almost bit her silver teeth to pieces, staring at Du Fan, she said word by word: "I want to kill you... I want to kill you... I must kill you!!!"

  However, Du Fan seemed to have not heard her words at all. He clapped his hands and said, "Right, I suddenly remembered that when we were in the hot spring today, you told your friends that you are more promiscuous than a scoundrel and more lecherous than a pervert, didn't you?"

  Emily was already embarrassed and angry, hearing Du Fan say this, she couldn't help but scold: "Aren't you a bastard? Watch me kill this hypocritical god today, once and for all!"

  As she spoke, Emily grabbed her wand again and began to chant a spell. However, possibly because Dufan had infuriated her enough, she couldn't complete the incantation even after half a day of trying. Nevertheless, she glared at Dufan with an unblinking gaze, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

  Du Fan smiled slightly and pointed to his own nose, saying: "Emily, I'm a petty person who always has to get revenge when someone wrongs me. Originally, you said that to me this afternoon, and I would definitely have retaliated against you. However, considering that I also made some mistakes in this matter, so this time I'll forgive you. Return my gloves to me, and we'll just forget about it, okay?"

  Emily took a few steps back, her wand pointing at Du Fan: "You think you're beautiful, I decide for you, this kind of scum not only needs to be taught a lesson, but also wants you to fall from grace, go to the depths of hell and regret it!"

  As she spoke, Emily swung her magic wand violently, and with the completion of the incantation in her mouth, a gust of wind slashed towards Du Fan.

  Du Fan was startled, he naturally understood that Emily would not show mercy this time, and she would definitely not hold back. He didn't have time to think much, and quickly rolled on the ground, barely avoiding the wind blade. However, despite not being injured, his clothes were still cut open, and the roll left him with a few streaks of dirt on his face.

  Du Fan stood up in a flurry, staring at Emily with a mixture of anger and amusement, saying: "Alright, very good. Originally, you used the glove to coerce me, I was prepared to deal with you. Seeing your father's face, I showed mercy. But you actually still treated me like this... This time, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"

  This son of a bitch, completely forgot that from start to finish, basically everything that went wrong was his own fault, including the fact that this result occurred earlier was the consequence of his provoking Emily, or maybe, he clearly knew the outcome in his heart, but still deliberately let things develop in this direction.

  "Are you showing no mercy?" Emily looked at Du Fan with disdain, "You're called a waste, and you'll always be a waste. Do you really think that as a priest who can't even cultivate Qi or cast magic, you can do anything to me?"

  Du Fan sneered and said, "I naturally can't do anything to you, but can you do something to me? Isn't that right, young lady? Alright, young lady... at this moment, don't you feel like your whole body is starting to get a little soft?"

  Emily hummed, intending to say something, but before she could get the words out, she felt a wave of weakness wash over her and suddenly sat down on the ground, panting heavily. Although her face was filled with confusion, she hadn't lost consciousness.

  Du Fan looked at her expression and sighed, saying: "Ah, it seems that Chenchen was right, this Spirit's effect on magicians is really limited. It looks like I need to be more careful next time, if this young lady's level were any higher, I might have been in real trouble this time..."

  As he spoke, Du Fan slowly squatted down beside Emily, smiling at her and said: "Big sister, don't you feel that your whole body has become extremely weak? Not to mention holding a magic wand, I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to chant spells?"

  Emily panted and stared at him, stuttering: "Ba...bastard... what did you do to me..."

  "It's nothing, really," Du Fan's hand gently rested on her waist, "I'm just teaching you... how to be a person, after all. It's better not to be too arrogant, or else... it's good that you ran into me this time, I'll just take advantage of the situation and make a small profit. If you had run into someone else... who knows what would have happened..."

  As he spoke, the bastard's hands deftly slipped into Emily's clothes, grasping a few handfuls of her ample flesh before swiftly tearing open her skirt and lifting the hem up. Only then did he stand up, sniffing his palm before slowly beginning to undress himself.

  Emily had never encountered such a thing in her life, and she was already dizzy when Du Fan's hands were randomly grasping. Now that she saw Du Fan's movements, she weakly cried out: "No... don't... don't..."

  Du Fan smiled slyly and squatted down to lift her chin, saying in a low voice: "Big sister, go ahead and shout, shout until your throat is hoarse, no one will come to save you!"