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Ivan wasn't sure whether these "toys" were really as effective as Miss Susanna claimed. Although he had practiced with them on Miss Susanna countless times, she always gave evaluations like "not bad", "terrible", "just so-so", "no feeling" in that flat and unchanging tone. If she was in a bad mood, remarks like "Are you a man?", "Barely a man", "Idiot", "Fool" became the basis for Ivan to judge whether he had used those "toys" properly.

Ivan knew very well that Miss Susanna was already accustomed to all kinds of stimuli. Thinking of this, he felt bored. Sometimes, he even felt that Miss Susanna exuded a kind of disgusting unclean feeling all over her body, and by association, he also felt as if he had been defiled and become filthy.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Ivan couldn't bear to sleep in the same bed with Miss Susanna.

Ivan walked into the bedroom. As usual, Miss Susanna was sitting in front of the dressing table, carefully dressing herself up, ignoring his arrival.

Today, Miss Susanna was wearing a long white dress as white as snow, with a piece of light gauze tied around her waist.

She had her long hair piled up high, covered with a black silk net, and her fluffy hairstyle was like a dark cloud. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, lightly painted, and there was a faint layer of rouge on her cheeks.

If someone who didn't know Miss Susanna saw her like this, they would surely mistake her for a dignified, elegant, and noble lady from a wealthy family.

Admittedly, Miss Susanna was quite charming after careful dressing, and she even looked more like an earl's daughter than Miss Betty.

But Ivan would never think that there was the slightest noble factor flowing in Susanna's blood. He knew very well that Miss Susanna was an outstanding actress. She could change into any kind of lovable female image at will, whether crazy, dissolute, rough, gentle, dignified, weak, innocent, manly, or delicate like a small family's daughter... In Susanna's own words, she could cater to the preferences of all kinds of customers and transform into beauties with completely different personalities.

Ivan thought that the spotless white dress on Miss Susanna, which looked like a wedding dress, didn't suit her at all. In his heart, only Miss Betty was worthy of such a gorgeous dress.

With an expressionless face, Ivan said coldly, "Miss Susanna, why do you have to dress up so painstakingly every time? And you ruin a dress every time. Since you'll take it off in a blink of an eye, can't you just wear something simpler? Or it would be better if you were simply naked. You don't care if others see your body anyway."

Miss Susanna remained unmoved and continued to carefully dress herself up in front of the mirror without even turning her head. She said, "In our line of work, we must strive for perfection and never leave the slightest flaw for the guests. Besides, beauty is more important than life for a woman, and clothes are a key part of showing beauty. I don't want to be perfunctory just because I'm afraid of trouble."

Miss Susanna spent some more time touching up her appearance. Until she was slightly satisfied, she put away the cosmetics one by one and then said, "Ivan, okay, we can start now."

"What are you going to teach me today?" Ivan asked.

"Have you ever heard of the Orspus Festival?" Miss Susanna asked.

"I've heard of it. Orspus was the god of harvest worshiped by the early religion of the Grolota Empire. Whenever the autumn harvest ended, the people of the Grolota Empire would hold a grand celebration to celebrate the harvest. This celebration later evolved into a carnival, and the prototype of today's carnival originated from that celebration." Ivan explained in detail.

"Audrey has taught you quite well. I have to admit that you are very knowledgeable." Miss Susanna rarely praised Ivan. "However, do you know why the Grolota Empire later abolished the Orspus Festival?" Miss Susanna asked again.

"Orspus was not only the god of harvest but also the god of wine. At the peak of the early religion of the Grolota Empire, the worship of Orspus became synonymous with drunkenness and debauchery. When the carnival started, people drank, sang, and danced to their hearts' content. When the party reached its climax, people fell into crazy debauchery. After the rise of the theocratic religion, its believers despised such behavior. When the theocratic religion was widely believed and became the state religion of the Grolota Empire, the god Orspus was the first to be deposed." Ivan told everything he knew.

"It seems that you are quite interested in these things. There is definitely no such record in the orthodox history books." Miss Susanna said with a touch of sarcasm. "However, although the Orspus Festival was strictly prohibited among the common people, it was still prevalent among the noble class. In two months, it will be the Orspus Festival again. It's just that now it's just a ball held in the name of the end of the autumn harvest. Few people still remember its original origin. However, the tradition of men and women expressing their love for each other on this day has been passed down. Did Audrey tell you about this?"

Ivan admitted that he had never heard Audrey mention it.

"Even now, the Orspus Festival is still secretly continued in many places and has never been interrupted for thousands of years. In fact, the nobles in the capital are quite fond of it. They call it the 'Orspus Party', and your father, Viscount Bendixit, would take his wife to the capital every year at this time. He has many friends there." Miss Susanna said.

"Did I go there when I was a child?" Ivan asked. Since he learned that there was a kind of magical creature called the eye worm that could spy secretly, he had been very cautious about every word he said.

"You were a good baby. How could you leave your mother's side?" Miss Susanna said with a hidden meaning.

"Miss Susanna, have you ever participated in this kind of party?" Ivan asked.

"Yes, I used to participate in that party every year." Miss Susanna said with a smile on her face.

"You must have been the most charming and popular woman at the party." Ivan said, for he was well aware of Miss Susanna's charm.

"Not really. For safety's sake, most of the people who participated in the party didn't want to be recognized by others. Everyone wore masks to the party, and there were only a few candles burning in the party venue, so the light was extremely dim. Even when facing each other, it was hard to tell who was who. Therefore, even though I was very charming, no one knew it." Miss Susanna explained.

"Then what's the fun in that?" Ivan asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Of course there's fun in it. You should know that the people at the venue were no ordinary people. Among the men, those below the rank of marquis were very rare. When His Majesty the King was young, he was also an enthusiast of the party. It's just that now, because he's too worried about assassins, he has no choice but to give up this hobby. As for the women, the selection requirements were even stricter. They not only had to be from noble families but also had to be outstanding in appearance and figure. Just think about it. Being able to get close to noble ladies who were usually dignified, elegant, and out of reach on weekdays, completely abandoning all the usual restraints in the dark, and indulging oneself freely. What could be more attractive to those noble families who were scheming all day long and had insatiable desires?" Susanna said.

"No, according to what you said, neither your father, Viscount Bendixit, nor you could participate in that party." Ivan said.

"Mr. Bendixit must have been able to participate because of Miss Lisa. That's the rule. If a wife is invited to the party, the husband must also be invited. As for me, there is a gentleman in the capital who has a deep affection for me, and his status has given him many privileges." Miss Susanna said.

Hearing this, Ivan suddenly felt a wave of nausea. He thought to himself that it was no wonder the Orspus Festival was abolished by the church. If the whole Grolota Empire had behaved like this in those days, the kingdom probably wouldn't have survived the long middle and later periods. The first three hundred years would have been enough to bring it down.

"Do you want to teach me how to participate in the Orspus Party today?" Ivan asked.

"I don't mean that. I just want you to have some new ways to have fun and experience the novel and interesting things created by those noble families. I've already taught you all the skills. Those nobles may be far less proficient than you and their skills are far inferior to yours. However, you can't imagine the strange things they come up with." Miss Susanna smiled mysteriously. "Besides, I've taught you everything I know. You can be said to have completed your studies. But according to the agreement between me and Mr. Hyde, I need to stay by your side and give you guidance in this regard at any time, just like Audrey is now your personal advisor and takes care of various things for you. However, you know my original profession. Although Mr. Hyde promised to compensate me for my financial losses, it can't comfort the pain of having no man by my side. Ivan, do you know that I've been in this profession since I was fifteen years old and I've already got used to the feeling of having a man around. Since I'm asked to stay by your side and it's inconvenient for me to look for men everywhere to meet my needs, naturally I can only ask you to satisfy me."

"Is being a prostitute such a pleasant thing?" Ivan asked coldly.

"Do you think prostitutes must be sad inside and must be deeply ashamed of their profession? Right? Hahaha!" Miss Susanna burst out laughing. "At first, I was really sad for a while, but then? Then I got used to it."

"And as my reputation grew and more and more people liked and worshiped me, what pain could I have?"

"I know you look down on me, but I don't need you to think highly of me. What are you anyway? The heir to the Lord of Thorsburg?"

"Besides, when the clothes are taken off in bed and people are naked, what's the difference between them? At most, they can be divided into useful men and useless men, right?"

"Let me tell you another secret. Do you know why I can't live without men and why I'm so eager for men? I have plenty of money. In the past, I did earn money with this body with great difficulty, but now I don't need to do that anymore. Those humble men will take the initiative to give me money. With just a look or a smile from me, they will rush to offer me money. It's not cost-effective for me to sell my body instead. Of course, it's not for my own safety either. South Port is like a paradise. Living here, I don't need to worry about getting into trouble. That's why I agreed to assist Hyde. Otherwise, I wouldn't have helped."

"Those are not the real reasons. The reason why I can't live without men is that now it's not men who play with me, but I play with men. Do you understand? A look or a smile from me is a rare gift for those despicable men. If I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll even give them a slap in the face. You men are really interesting, wonderful. Sometimes, you're smarter than little dogs, and sometimes you're stupider than pigs."

At this point, Miss Susanna suddenly paused. She looked Ivan up and down and then said, "I think you've also had a similar experience. You were also once in pain for becoming a liar, right? What about now? Are you still in pain? Or are you extremely satisfied with this kind of life?"

Ivan didn't care about what Miss Susanna said at first. After all, he didn't think he was one of those despicable men.

However, when he heard Susanna compare his experience with her own career as a prostitute and claim that they were the same, Ivan immediately flew into a rage. He was so angry that he almost couldn't restrain himself from raising his hand to slap this self-righteous beautiful woman.

But deep down in his heart, in the place completely covered by anger, there was another voice sighing helplessly: "She's not wrong. Her description is not wrong."

This recognition of himself made Ivan feel even more ashamed and uneasy. He didn't know how to deal with this shame and just hoped to burn this shame to ashes with the raging fire of anger.

Miss Susanna knew very well that she had provoked the young man's endless anger because she had lifted the veil that the young man had hidden under his dignity, dissecting this hard-to-see thing bit by bit like peeling an orange peel, so that the young man could see it clearly for himself.

She wanted to know how the young man would deal with all this.

Whenever this happened, it was the time when she was the happiest and most excited, because this was much more interesting than anything in the world. She wasn't worried that Ivan would attack her violently. It might be hard to predict in another year or two, but at this moment, she had no fear at all, because this young man was just a little tiger cub that hadn't grown sharp claws and teeth yet.

This kind of provocation would indeed make the little tiger cub go wild. However, at most, the little guy would take off his clothes and vent his anger wantonly as revenge, and for her, this was actually a clever way to make Ivan work harder.

Miss Susanna wasn't afraid of getting hurt at all. Because any man who tried to deal with her in this way was just looking for his own death. She was an absolute master in this regard. Just as no one could defeat Herbert in the dark, in bed, it was her territory. Even if Ivan went crazy, it would just add a bit of pleasure to her.

Miss Susanna actually hoped that this storm would come even more violently. She put her arms around Ivan's shoulders that were trembling slightly with anger, brought her red lips close to Ivan's earlobe, licked and teased it slowly, and at the same time whispered softly: "Ivan, do you know why I gave you that medicine? If Hyde knew about it, he would be furious. Ivan, do you know? I've always longed for a little male servant of my own, just like the ones that noble ladies love. However, those little male servants I trained in the past were either ordered by guests or came to work as male prostitutes to make a living. Just as I play with men at will, their views on customers might be the same as mine, so it was no fun for me to play with them. But you're different, the little lord of Thorsburg, the future little magician. You have a bright future. Ivan, to tell you the truth, you're the only magician I've ever played with. I want to turn you into my little male servant, my own little male servant. Besides, Ivan, you should know that no one has ever really satisfied me, and you can at least give me a little more pleasure. That's one of the reasons why I've taught you so many things. Do you know?"

Hearing this, Ivan couldn't hold back any longer. Just as Susanna expected, Ivan immediately rushed forward and tried to tear off the long dress on Susanna's body.

Miss Susanna quickly took a step back, smiling and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Have you forgotten that I still need to give you a lesson? I still have to teach you what the 'Orspus Night' is." Ivan suppressed his anger with great effort, gritted his teeth, and said one word at a time, "Please teach me quickly." Seeing Ivan in this state, Miss Susanna secretly found it amusing and moved closer again to tease Ivan. She slowly pressed her body against Ivan's, swaying her hips gently. Since she was much taller than Ivan, many of her flirtatious moves were hard to execute. "At the 'Orspus Party', everything takes place while standing or dancing. You should still remember the relevant skills I taught you. You've tried it before, and you know that it's extremely tiring to do that while standing or dancing. Once you can't hold on and collapse, you'll be considered a failure. There's no lounge at the 'Orspus Party'. People lying or sitting on the ground will be trampled and injured. So there are always a group of waiters standing around the venue. Their job is to help those who fall to the side. If it's a man, it means the end of the party and he has to go home. If it's a woman, if the winning man is willing, he can take her to a small hut beside to further conquer her. Or he can regard the woman as a temporary captive and deal with her together with other captives after capturing them. Men usually choose the second option." "And you should know that in this regard, women's endurance is much stronger than men's. So soon there will be only women left at the ball. If there are still one or two men who can hold on occasionally, they'll feel like they're in heaven. Surrounded by countless noble women, they can ask for whatever they want, and the women will rush to compete, hoping to get the pity of those men. The man who can hold on until twelve o'clock at midnight when the big bell in the capital church rings will be honored as the God of Orspus." "Can you imagine what an honorable thing it is for a man? He'll be more majestic than the king, praised as a man stronger than a paladin, and there are other good things waiting for him. The women will be driven into a room and become his sacrifices. Each woman who has received his favor will also take off her mask, and the waiter will tell the man, the God of Orspus, the woman's identity." "Do you know what this means? It means that the man controls the privacy of many women. As long as he's not extremely stupid, he'll know how to make use of it. In the capital, although it's full of debauchery and depravity, the superficial dignity and propriety are regarded as treasures by these nobles. With these privacy in hand and combined with clever means, a bright future will unfold before him, and countless noble ladies will become his secret lovers. France will be more wonderful and within reach for him than heaven." What Miss Susanna said was not only a detailed introduction but also a strong provocation. She was dancing gracefully with Ivan in her arms while pressing her abdomen tightly against Ivan's, swaying her hips and shaking her buttocks, causing her long dress to slowly slide up. Her slender and beautiful ankles, her delicate knees, her smooth thighs... The front of the long dress was lifted high up to her waist. Miss Susanna stretched out her right hand, removed the last restraint between her and Ivan, twisted her hips, and let Ivan enter her body. The two were closely connected, and the scene in the bedroom was extremely charming. Ivan clumsily followed Susanna's light dance steps, and his dancing posture was a bit stiff. At this moment, the anger in his heart was still burning fiercely. The real reason why Susanna's ruthless sarcasm hurt his heart deeply was that these sarcastic words were not unfounded but were all true. These truths made Ivan feel so ashamed that he wished he could disappear. If these words had come from Mr. Hyde or Audrey, Ivan might have just accepted them silently. However, the one who mocked him was actually a prostitute who would sleep with anyone, a slut who was addicted to debauchery. That was what Ivan couldn't bear. What made him even more resentful was that Miss Susanna completely ignored his reaction, as if she thought he had no power to resist. But the fact made him depressed. He became more and more clearly aware that Susanna skillfully controlled everything. With a gentle sway of her slender waist and a slow swing of her plump hips, she made it tighten and loosen inside her body from time to time, and waves of intense pleasure hit Ivan. The pleasure was like surging waves, one after another, sweeping away his will, anger, and the dignity he had been holding on to. Those exciting feelings intertwined together. Sometimes it tightened and contracted, sucking and rubbing like a vortex, bringing thrilling stimulation. Sometimes it wriggled slowly, rippling like flexible water waves, teasing every sensitive nerve. Their abdomens were tightly pressed together, and the delicate and soft skin slowly slid, as if there were electric currents flowing along the skin, making him feel numb and comfortable. And her ten fingers were like lively elves, gently stroking, and wherever they went, every pore of Ivan's body was immersed in an extremely comfortable feeling, as if the whole person was on a soft cloud, wrapped in extreme pleasure. The intense pleasure seemed to converge into an unceasing, roaring, and unstoppable turbulent torrent. Once it rushed out, it could no longer be restrained and rampaged freely in Ivan's body, impacting every inch of his senses. Ivan's body trembled violently out of control. In an instant, he felt as if his mind was covered by thick fog and became blank. All his thoughts dissipated in this extreme pleasure. Along with the indescribable feeling as if standing at the peak of life's pleasure, Ivan felt as if all his strength had been drained away. His legs seemed to lose their supporting strength and slowly dropped limply. Seeing this, Miss Susanna stretched out her arms and tightly hugged Ivan's waist. She used all her strength to prevent Ivan's body from sliding to the ground and not allow him to slip out of her body. She was like an indefatigable dancer, still continuing those charming movements, twisting and swaying her waist rhythmically, and her body still tightened and loosened rhythmically, wriggling slowly, as if she wanted to extend this charming atmosphere indefinitely and let the waves of stimulation continue to hit Ivan. And her charming mouth once again got close to Ivan's ear, stretched out her tongue and gently licked his earlobe, while saying in a sweet yet sarcastic voice, "Ivan, you really disappoint me. Heehee, look at your endurance. You're hardly a man at all. I really don't understand what those noble ladies see in you and why they would like a guy like you who doesn't act like a man at all. Oh, by the way, Miss Betty is even more pitiful. With your ability, can you make her pregnant? Hahaha." Hearing these words, the anger in Ivan's heart was completely ignited. He could no longer bear Miss Susanna's mean and vicious sarcasm, especially when she involved Miss Betty. This had touched Ivan's bottom line. In Ivan's heart, Miss Betty was so noble and kind, like a pure white lotus blooming in the mortal world, and no one was allowed to desecrate or slander her in any way. At this moment, the anger had completely clouded Ivan's mind, making his reason almost disappear. His right hand slowly reached into his pocket. Although the movement seemed slow, it carried an unquestionable determination. The corners of his mouth slightly curled up, outlining a extremely cold smile. He just stood there quietly, letting Miss Susanna continue to speak ill of him and mock him wantonly. And Ivan quietly took out the magic wand exuding mysterious magic from his bosom, and then his hand slowly reached for the two medicine bottles hanging on the back of his waist. There was an unfathomable coldness in his eyes, as if a storm was about to quietly rise in this seemingly charming but secretly turbulent bedroom.