Passerby Villain In A Wizard World

[Ding!]

[Lyra's favorability increased by 5 points.]

[Current favorability: 90 (Lover)]

[Congratulations! You have obtained a weapon: Spellblade (Basic).]

[Spellblade: A sharp blade forged from a mysterious meteorite. It can smoothly channel mana or life energy and deals heavy physical damage.]

After skimming the panel, Ian looked at the smirking girl in front of him and smiled as well.

"Thank you!" he said while keeping the gem in his pocket carefully. 

"You know what? I also have a gift for you." He suddenly said mysteriously while getting close to Lyra. 

"Oh? What is it?"

Lyra, surprised, quickly asked in expectation.

Ian, looking into her expectant blue eyes, walked closer and grabbed her waist in a swift moment, not giving her a chance to react.

He then placed his face closer to hers and said, "A kiss!"

Suddenly, his lips captured Lyra's red lips, taking her by surprise, and began to nibble them passionately without care.

How could he leave this silly girl unscathed, especially since she cared so much about him? It wasn't without a reason that he had closed the library door.

"Umm..." Lyra tried to push Ian away, clearly flustered by his sudden action.

"Ian... hah... hah... don't..." Lyra said, panting when they briefly separated to breathe.

However, how could Ian be satisfied with just a childlike kiss? He looked at Lyra's dreamy, watery eyes and kissed her again without giving her a chance to push him away.

Because she was breathing heavily, his tongue directly entered her mouth in search of hers, startling Lyra so much that she trembled visibly in his arms.

Ian hurriedly hugged her body closer, pressing her soft breasts against his chest to calm her down.

After struggling to no avail, Lyra slowly forgot everything during her first kiss. This was a completely new world for her, and though she allowed his tongue to entangle hers in various ways, she didn't actively participate, as she was too shy.

However, Ian wasn't satisfied with just this as his hands began to move uncontrollably—one crawling toward her butt while the other climbed toward her chest.

'Soft!'

Just as Ian felt the softness of her butt in his hand, Lyra completely panicked. For a timid girl who had just started falling in love, such bold behavior was too much.

Suddenly, she pushed Ian away, opened the library door, and ran out of the room, panting heavily.

Sylvia, who was bored sipping tea in the hall, saw her sister rush out of the room with a red face.

"Sister, what happened to you?"

Lyra heard her sister's voice and noticed her curious look, which made her even more embarrassed.

'That bastard!' she cursed Ian countless times in her mind.

"I'm not feeling well. I'll head home first—you come later,"

Lyra said breathily, secretly composing herself, before running out of the mansion.

"But we came in the same carriage..."

Sylvia was about to suggest they leave together but saw her sister disappear in an instant.

'What did that guy do?'

She bit her nail in annoyance, thinking about her sister's panicked look, growing even angrier.

'I'll kill that bastard.'

Just as she burned with anger and jealousy, Ian walked out of the library with a smile.

'Although the bird flew away early, there's always another time,' he thought.

Just a simple kiss was never enough for him, as he had been burning with desire for a week already.

"You bastard! What did you do just now?"

Suddenly, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud shout followed by a solid kick in his abdomen.

Caught off guard, Ian stumbled back a few steps, feeling a dull pain.

"What are you doing, stupid girl?"

Ian cursed, clutching his stomach.

Fortunately, his body had strengthened since reaching the High Knight realm; otherwise, he would be lying on the ground in embarrassment.

'This little girl is already in the Secondary Knight realm,' Ian thought, surprised.

"Who's stupid?"

Sylvia yelled, aiming another kick with her long legs.

This time, Ian was ready. He grabbed her ankle and pulled hard, causing her to fall toward him. Suddenly, he caught her in one arm and delivered a loud slap to her butt.

"Ouch!"

Sylvia cried out in pain as Ian used considerable force this time.

"Do you think you're a big shot?"

"Slap!"

Ian delivered another slap to even it out, leaving Sylvia in pain and pure embarrassment. Thankfully, he had already dismissed the maids around the hall before entering.

"Then what did you do to my sister? She was panicked and completely red!"

Sylvia said, her grievance visible as faint tears welled in her eyes.

Why had this guy changed so much in a few days? Before, he had been attentive and indulgent to her in every possible way; now, he was smacking her butt like this.

'Though... it did feel good.'

Sylvia thought but shook her head, flustered by her own thoughts.

"Oh? Hehe... are you defending your sister, or..." Ian leaned close to her ear, whispering, "...are you jealous?"

"Who's jealous, you narcissistic bastard? Be careful or I'll ask my sister to dump you!"

Sylvia retorted, gritting her teeth.

However, Ian wasn't paying attention to her words. Instead, his hands were busy rubbing her butt with an intoxicated look.

'I didn't get to feel Lyra's before. Let's enjoy her sister's first,' he thought.

"Bastard! What are you doing?"

Sylvia completely panicked after feeling his hands on her butt and began to push him with all her strength. 

"Smack!"

"Ouch!"

"Be honest!" Ian said sternly, delivering another slap.

'Soft! Just like her sister...'

Sylvia, who was slapped again, was so aggrieved that a few drops of tears appeared in her eyes.

She slowly lowered her head, almost sobbing in his chest. Seeing her sadness, Ian quickly came to his senses.

"Hey, hey, don't cry. Don't cry! Why are you like a child?" he said, trying to console her.

"Then why do you always bully me?"

Her voice trembled with grievance, and a few tears escaped her beautiful eyes.