A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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"Hello...cough cough. You're holding me too tight."

Being bumped by water balloons is nice, but holding them for too long can make your legs go numb and make it hard to breathe.

Santa Karina even felt that the other person's arm wasn't a hand, but a pair of iron clamps.

"Holding someone you like like this, you'll never get tired of it, no matter how long you hold them. It's just that Saint Karina is too cold."

The water balloon showed no sign of backing away; its soft texture continued to rub against Saint Karina's arm, and the soft touch could easily ignite a fire.

Fortunately, Saint Karina had just exercised for three days and three nights and was in a state of sagehood, so she didn't have that intention yet. However, her cheeks inevitably flushed and her body temperature rose slightly.

"Am I not charming, Saint Karina...?"

The other person's words were gloomy, always giving Saint Karina a bad feeling.

This statement carries a sense of reproach and blame.

Jealousy... there must have been some.

"What are you saying, Helo, you're beautiful."

"And what about me and other women?"

"They all look good."

Saint Karina uttered some classic lines from a "bad girl" (a derogatory term for a woman who is perceived as undes

"As expected..."

Hero nodded, acknowledging Saint Karina's answer.

Then she gave a knowing look and smiled slightly. This smile made Saint Karina's heart skip a beat, and a bad premonition immediately arose within her.

"Mom is right. Humans on land are all promiscuous, especially good-looking women... Their looks are directly proportional to their promiscuity."

"that……"

"No explanation needed. I'm not listening."

Saint Karina tried to explain, but was interrupted by Hero. Although she didn't cover her ears, she clearly didn't want to listen.

"Two, three, four, five, six, seven, you choose the day?"

"what?"

"Honestly, Saint Karina, you're so mean... I've already given in so much, and you still insist on making me say it out loud."

Hero looked speechless.

She sighed, as if she had gained a deeper understanding of Saint Karina's "badness".

However, Saint Karina was truly innocent and naive; she genuinely didn't understand what Hero meant.

"Well... who told me to end up with you, to fall for you? When I say 'two, three, four, five, six, seven,' I mean there are seven days in a week, so you should at least choose a day to spend with me. You can take occasional days off, just not for too long. I can wait..."

Saint Karina understood. So Helo had already accepted her philandering ways at lightning speed, and now wanted a place in her life.

Is the man who stays by her side a decent person?

The other party was so understanding that Saint Karina was caught off guard.

They don't care about the size of the position, they just want a place. It's like the emperor's harem, which needs a formal title.

"How about today? The schedule is too rigid every week... Well, I promise you, I'll spend time with you whenever I'm free."

Saint Karina thought about her many lovers and didn't immediately set a day each week to spend with Hero.

The number of women she has been with far exceeds seven, and she cannot be in two places at once to satisfy everyone.

The pleasure of having a clone isn't her pleasure. She can learn and use clone magic, but she still doesn't want to use a clone for this kind of thing. Therefore, seven days a week is far from enough. If it were a month, she could barely agree.

Of course, this will have to wait until Ernest VII is found and the truth about his resurrection is revealed.

She has regained her freedom, but there is still much to do.

She has some free time now, but she doesn't plan to do it right away; these things can't be rushed. She has to inquire slowly and wait for the right opportunity.

Saint Karina felt that Ernest VII, having dug so many holes, would surely come and fill them.

Based on her understanding of this woman's personality, except when she was depressed, she was incredibly shrewd and resourceful; there really weren't many things in the world that could stump her.

"My mother also told me that the promises of bad women are the least trustworthy. Swearing is useless..."

Saint Karina hadn't intended to make any grand promises. But after being teased by Hero, she was too embarrassed to say anything.

Indeed, guarantees and oaths are common tactics used by unscrupulous women. These are empty promises and have no legal effect whatsoever.

"How about we go on a date now? You definitely won't refuse my invitation, right? Phew~"

The two were so close that Helo didn't even have a chance to be reserved before Saint Karina blew a soft cry, causing him to fall limply to the ground, where Saint Karina caught him.

Saint Karina pressed her advantage, taking Hero's earlobe into her mouth—a trick that usually makes even the most aroused girls go soft, and it's often accompanied by a trickle of fluid.

Girls are naturally made of water, and Hero is especially so, with an extraordinary amount of fluid output. Her fluid volume could flood a bedroom-sized room, and the bed would look like it had been soaked in a flood.

In short... it's exciting.

Hero blushed instantly.

Ultimately, she's still too innocent. In terms of experience, she can't compare to Saint Karina, that seasoned veteran.

"Hey! What are you doing, Saint Karina!"

She stared shyly at Santa Karina's beautiful profile.

Besides the initial blowing, she also felt two restless hands.

"Of course... I'm fulfilling my duty to keep you company!"

Saint Karina deliberately spoke slowly, but didn't forget to exhale as much hot air as possible.

In this way, as one side weakens and the other weakens, Hero's body becomes even more limp.

"Who...who told you to accompany me in this way..."

The way she uttered the last syllable of "ah" was truly mesmerizing.

“If I don’t do it this way, you won’t listen to any of my explanations. And it will also delay our date.”

Saint Karina parted her pearly teeth slightly and began to carefully grind the small jade bead.

It is said that jade needs to be nurtured; the more it is nurtured, the whiter and more delicate it becomes, round and lustrous, eventually turning into a valuable piece of raw jade.

"I finally managed to get rid of all those trivial matters to be with you~ Hmm? Now you understand my good intentions, right?"

Saint Karina had no intention of explaining her messy affair with Esther. Her Holiness the Pope of the Church of Order. Mainly, she had been outmaneuvered.

However, there's another point: even if I told her about heroin, she wouldn't understand.

She knew nothing about the situation on land. Having lived in the underwater kingdom in the Saint Martha Sea for a long time, Hero had not read the general history of the Lorian Empire. For the past month, she had basically stayed in the palace and was not even familiar with human relationships.

I'm afraid that once it leaves the palace, without anyone else by its side, it won't even know which street it can take to get back. Just like a kitten, once it's thrown out of its home, it'll wander far away and never come back.

"I understand, I won't be stubborn anymore... Let me go change my clothes, I'll go, I agree to let you come with me. Let's go on a date."

She spoke haltingly.

After she agreed, Saint Karina loosened her grip a bit, giving her a way out, and was pushed back three or four steps.

Then, Saint Karina watched as Helo looked at her warily. Only after seeing that she had no intention of advancing did she dare to turn her back to Saint Karina.

She was like a little white rabbit fleeing in panic. Covering her bright red ears, she ran like the wind into her room.

She had to change her clothes because…it was wet. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t a strange spot, it was just the dampness left on her earlobe after Saint Karina had teased her and let go.

210. The harem is on fire; it needs to be appeased.

"Ah... I was so nervous just now."

He slammed the door shut.

However, just as she buried her head in the pillow and took a deep breath, the doorknob was turned again.

"Saint Karina?"

She didn't look up, but asked in an inquiring tone.

“It’s me… Melissa.”

The person who entered was not Saint Karina, but her demon servant.

The two have a master-servant relationship, unlike Saint Karina and Hero.

"What did you come in for?"

"My master asked me to come in and help you comb your hair. Also, I've always been the one to take care of your clothing."

Melissa could tell that Hero was being impolite, but her master's orders were paramount, and she would not back down.

She herself said that Saint Karina should treat her however she pleased, like a tool.

Although she felt a bit down and vaguely uncomfortable, Melissa considered herself a mature servant and wouldn't let her personal emotions affect her master's mood and actions.

"I see."

Hero did not resist.

After taking a few more deep breaths, she got out of bed.

When Saint Karina invited her on a date, she was naturally excited, her heart pounding. To say she didn't want to would be an understatement; she was more than willing.

Before, she acted all high and mighty, but it was just jealousy and resentment in her heart.

Although Saint Karina had at least arranged a comfortable environment for herself, with people serving her, including Melissa, Saint Karina's woman, everyone has a possessive streak when it comes to someone they like, and Helo was no exception.

"Squeak-"

The bed creaked softly, and she sat down at the dressing table next to her with a mirror, quietly waiting for Melissa to serve her.

Under the gentle touch of her hands, the previously unruly strands of her light blue hair were smoothed out. Then, Melissa took out a hair comb and began to carefully groom Hero's long hair.

"Aha……"

Under those seemingly magical and comfortable hands, Heloh gradually began to relax.

Her expression relaxed considerably, and her flushed cheeks gradually returned to normal.

"Are you feeling calmer now, Princess Hero?"

This is a respectful way of addressing Melissa.

She was Saint Karina's servant, and she would never be disrespectful or perfunctory towards those her master entrusted to her care.

"I... to be honest, I'm a little calmer now."

Melissa was very careful. She continued combing, making sure there were no tangles.

She did such a good job that Helo didn't even feel his hair being pulled. Only when Melissa's fingers occasionally touched the back of his neck in a special way would Helo tremble slightly.

"If you feel tired, I can make you some honey black tea, which should cheer you up."

"Thank you for your concern, you've already done so much for me."

"As a servant of her master, no matter how much she asks of him, it is never enough."

Melissa's voice rang out.

"How far can you go?"

“My master can do anything to me, as long as it makes her happy. I would even be willing to be chopped up as firewood.”

"Isn't this... going too far?"

"you're right."

Melissa continued to comb Helo's beautiful long hair.

Did I hurt you?

"No, no... On the contrary, it feels great."

"I'm relieved to hear you say that."

Melissa continued, combing through Hero's long hair again and again.

She maintained a restrained distance throughout, but even without using her breasts as a cushion, her technique brought Hero to another level of near-ecstasy.