A Minor Curse
She was a 100-year court mage who just wants to do her research in peace and die.
But Ivelin's peaceful daily life gets shattered by holy knight Shane Stride.
"Prepare to face punishment for all the acts of blasphemy and illegal research you've committed up until now."
After the Holy Knight Order's search and seizure, Ivelin has every last magical material and research journal in her lab stripped away.
Unable to hold back her fury, she puts a curse of misfortune on Shane......
"Where do you think you're touching?!"
"Does it look like I want to be touching you?! I hate this too! You're filthy!"
"What?! I'm filthy?! You're the one dripping everywhere!"
"I am not dripping!"
I put a misfortune curse on him.
Not a molestation curse.
But I keep molesting Shane.
This isn't right.
It's really not.
* * *
"No matter how many times you molest me with those perverted methods and try to intimidate me, I will never submit."
"I'm not molesting you."
"Don't make me laugh. Your eyes are lecherous."
"You're the one who smeared filthy liquid all over someone else's body, and you're calling me lecherous?"
Shane shot back primly.
"When did I ever do that."