'Tch. I'm indeed a villain.'
After that, he didn't think much and swung his tongue inside Margaret's mouth to catch hers while exchanging saliva.
"Mmm..."
Margaret tried to breathe through her nose while moaning into his mouth, clearly aroused.
She didn't know why, but she didn't reject this nephew and even liked him a bit.
Seeing her reaction and cooperation, Ian wasn't just satisfied with this.
So, his hands on her waist began to go downward toward her perky butt while his erect rod snuggled against her mysterious place.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Margaret was surprised, let out a cry, and asked in nervousness, completely breaking her earlier character. Her heavy breathing brushed against Ian's face, making him feel intoxicated.
Ian looked at her girly temperament, a stark contrast to before, and smiled slyly.
"Aunt, this is a separate room. Nobody will come here. We are alone and anxious. How about we...? What do you think?"
He softly said while circling his finger on the buttcrack behind her clothes and nibbling on her ears making her limp all over.
He tried to do more while she was in confusion, but the dress didn't allow it.
Ian was now beginning to hate the long, complicated dressing style of this world.
He had already been frustrated for a week and needed a good exercise.
"Mmm ~ No, uh~ What the hell are you thinking, you little kid?"
Margaret was breathing heavily but was bewildered by his bold remarks. This guy was getting more and more outrageous.
Kiss was already out of the line, and he was demanding even more.
"Ouch ~ mmm..."
However, Ian once again tightly hugged her and kissed her lips while slowly grinding their lower bodies together and mauling her soft ass.
If he wanted to do something more, it was better to make her aroused and lose focus than to reason with her.
"Whether I'm little or big, you will know in a minute."
He smirked while chewing on her red lips, playing around with her tongue. His hands were already everywhere on her body just waiting to tear her dress apart.
"Mmm..."
Margaret allowed him to do as he wished for a while, enjoying the fiery desire.
Their tongues danced inside the mouth, sometimes in hers while in Ian's, taking turns. Both didn't shy away from swallowing their saliva and tacitly breathing in tandem, showing their affection and lewdness to the extreme.
Ian also didn't forget to hump her at the correct place with a smooth rhythm, making her comfortable.
All this lewdness caused him to be already extremely aroused.
Seeing that Margaret was enjoying it, Ian thought the time was right and was about to tear her dress apart since opening it normally was impossible, but Margaret seemed to have sensed his meaning.
So, suddenly, she disappeared from Ian's arms inexplicably, reappearing a few steps away.
Ian, who was clearly in the mood, suddenly found his hands empty and almost lost balance.
'Fuck, I was this close,' he couldn't help but curse as he was once again interrupted in the middle. But he couldn't do anything since Margaret was far stronger than him.
Seeing Ian's confused and irritated look, Margaret giggled in pure amusement.
"Hehe... okay. That's enough. Don't bite off more than you can chew."
While saying that, she licked her lips seductively with her long tongue, as if reminiscing about the sensation, making Ian look at her with fiery eyes.
'Demoness!'
Ian cursed as he never thought that Aunt Margaret could have such a seductive posture.
'But why am I getting cockblocked this way? It is so uncomfortable.' He was very irritated that he couldn't go all the way.
Margaret didn't see his expression and asked again,
"So, how did you get the meditation method?"
"Why? Can't I even find a meditation method?"
Ian raised his eyebrows and asked while controlling his emotions.
After all, he had obtained three meditation methods in the span of weeks.
What was so surprising about him getting the meditation method?
"No, I'm not talking about such crap. I'm talking about the Veilstrider Mind Meditation method you practiced. I can feel the breath, you know."
Margaret rolled her eyes and asked.
Of course, she knew the meditation method wasn't something so scarce. But she was clearly talking about something else, not such a worthless thing.
"My father gave it to me. Why do you care?"
Ian was intrigued, gave her a plausible reason, and tried to gain information from her.
Maybe he could gain something.
All the secrets and mysteries around him made him feel like reading Arcane Passage was of no use.
Maybe there was no more useless transmigrator than him, traveling in a novel.
"You..."
"Sigh!"
Seeing that Ian was still defensive toward her, Margaret sighed but could understand his thoughts.
"Okay, I will first give you some information. The Veilstrider Meditation method is a bloodline meditation method and cannot be shared arbitrarily."
"It could only be inherited and gained after someone awakened their bloodline."
She then looked at him in confusion.
"It is also different depending on the person and the bloodline they have awakened."
"But when I checked earlier, there was still no sign of an active bloodline in your body. So, where did you get it?"
She was genuinely confused as this was totally illogical.
'So, that's why it was sealed, but the system helped me gain it earlier.'
Ian understood now. The meditation method he had awakened ahead of time was probably linked to his bloodline.
He then looked at Margaret, who was seemingly awaiting his answer.
"Well, I don't know either. This method suddenly appeared in my mind one day inexplicably. I have no idea what happened."
Ian didn't lie, it did appear inexplicably. Just that it was gained by using the Knight's Vow Card reward from the system.
'Strange!'
Seeing that Ian didn't seem to lie, Margaret was confused. As far as she knew, there was no such case that she knew of.