My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 125 Lynn Wilson, the Father of Foot Massage

Violet's eyes widened, and she was completely stunned.

A wave of heat crept onto my face.

"You filthy scoundrel!"

Violet blushed, broke free from Lynn's grasp, and kicked him in the face.

Lynn remained unmoved.

With his foot pressed against her face, Lynn wore an innocent expression.

"Lady Violet, I'm giving you a foot massage, how could you call me a pervert?"

Violet laughed in exasperation.

"Nonsense! I think you've gone astray at the academy! There's no such thing as a massage that involves touching your feet!"

Lynn was about to retort when she suddenly realized that there didn't seem to be such a refined service as foot massage in the world.

Lynn retorted confidently, "This is something I just invented. It will become more widespread eventually. You can try it to see if it's comfortable or not. How can you slander my innocent reputation out of thin air? That's outrageous!"

Violet stared wide-eyed in disbelief at this shameless answer.

Has this guy gotten even more shameless?!

Violet was stunned.

Lynn didn't care about anything else and directly grabbed the foot off her face.

In his past life, he had actually learned how to massage feet. To prove his innocence, Lynn used all his skills on Violet's feet.

Violet was somewhat surprised to feel the sensation coming from the soles of her feet.

This guy... he really wasn't trying to take advantage of me.

This feeling is actually quite comfortable...

First came a sharp pain, followed by a gentle tingling sensation that spread throughout the soles of my feet.

Violet groaned involuntarily.

She was startled by the sudden sound she made, her face flushed red, and she quickly tried to pull her foot back.

But she was no match for Lynn's strength, and Lynn forcibly pulled her foot back.

Violet glared at Lynn, both embarrassed and angry.

But Lynn just kept her head down, massaging her, and didn't even look at her.

Violet was so ashamed she gritted her teeth.

She simply closed her eyes, lay down on the sofa, and ignored everything.

Strange noises kept coming from inside the room, startling the maid who overheard them in the mansion.

Driven by curiosity, she crept into the living room and peeked out furtively.

The maid was greatly shocked by what she saw inside.

She blushed and covered her face.

This, this, this... what kind of game is this? I've never heard of it before!

As a noblewoman's servant, she had always heard about the scandalous affairs among the nobility.

But she had never seen it with Miss Violet.

The young lady has always maintained a clean reputation and basically does not associate with men.

This is the first time I've seen such a scene. So, now that things have come to this...

She really needs to take a good look!

The little maid stared wide-eyed, observing carefully.

Meanwhile, Lynn finished a massage and regretfully withdrew her hands.

"Alright, this is the foot massage technique I invented based on human anatomy. How is it? Comfortable, right?"

Violet's face still had a faint blush.

She opened her eyes and stared resentfully at Lynn's innocent face.

"It's alright, I really don't know how you came up with such weird ideas."

"All of this is for the sake of making human beings live better," Lynn said matter-of-factly.

Violet was so angry she laughed again.

This guy will say anything to act like a scoundrel.

Seeing that the two had stopped what they were doing, the little maid at the door was a little disappointed.

Is this really the end?

The sedition among nobles is only this bad; it seems the young lady is still too naive.

The maid walked away dejectedly.

Inside the living room, Violet finally revealed the news.

"Forget about the ley lines. There's still no news from the spies I sent out. What I want to talk to you about is the armor that Eleanor gave you."

Lynn was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this.

Violet took the armor out of her storage ring.

The once gilded and colorful armor had been replaced with a dark and shiny black one.

Even under the light, the armor did not reflect any light, resembling a giant python baring its fangs in the shadows.

Lynn was truly amazed by the armor's simple yet refined and concise appearance.

From a personal aesthetic point of view, he does indeed prefer this style.

Seeing Lynn's reaction, Violet raised her chin smugly.

"This exterior design was modified according to my specifications, what do you think?"

Lynn exclaimed from the bottom of her heart, "It's really beautiful, just my style."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Violet coughed awkwardly twice and whispered, "Of course, don't you know who I am..."

Lynn gently stroked the surface of the armor.

Violet suggested, "You can try them on right now."

Lynn nodded, picked up the armor, and was about to put it on.

Violet stopped him.

She curled her lip in a sneer and said mockingly, "You're so naive, aren't you? Why would you need to bother putting on armor of this level?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow, asking in surprise, "Could it be that it can be worn automatically? That's so advanced!"

Violet pointed to a magic circle inside the breastplate.

"Originally, blood was required, but since you are an alchemist, you can bind this armor with your mental power."

Lynn used his mental power to bind the armor to Violet's method.

With a mere thought, the armor was instantly donned, the inner soft armor fitting perfectly.

Lynn was somewhat surprised.

He always wore heavy armor, but because every battle was too random and unpredictable, he rarely wore it in actual combat.

After all, the process of putting on heavy armor alone takes at least ten minutes.

But now that he has this feature, he can equip the armor anytime, anywhere.

This is quite practical and greatly enhances his combat power!

With this armor, he might even be able to kill a third-tier magic-type superhuman directly!

Of course, this is under the condition of a surprise attack.

If the other party wants to run away, he still can't stop them with his current strength.

"We really have to thank Eleanor now."

Lynn, wearing armor, jumped around on the ground.

The armor was extremely light and did not hinder his movements in the slightest.

Lynn was overjoyed.

He looked up at Violet.

Suddenly I noticed that she looked a little unhappy.

Lynn realized that the woman was being difficult again.

He quickly reassured her, "But I should thank Lady Violet the most. Without your modifications, I wouldn't be able to wear this armor at all!"

Violet snorted coldly.

"Don't say that. How could I dare to compete with Her Majesty for credit? Your wearing of this armor has nothing to do with me, who has been working tirelessly behind the scenes."

Lynn gave a wry smile.

This docile donkey has gotten back on its feet again.

What should we do now?

They patted the donkey's rump and pressed its hooves.

Now he really didn't know how to coax her.

Seeing Lynn standing there dumbfounded, Violet glared at him with displeasure.

"What are you standing there for? Come on, let's go outside."

"Isn't your armor supposed to defend against third-tier spells? Well, I don't need to worry about hurting you anymore. Let me show you your current strength!"