A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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Afterwards, the girl's heart will open to Saint Karina. Saint Karina's initial condition will then be met.

Compared to receiving only one reward, what could be better than an end that offers endless returns after gaining absolute favor and trust?

"I've come to save you! Frostblade!"

Saint Karina's holy sword ignites with ice crystals; this is Saint Karina's magical ability, and also the power of the holy sword.

In truth, even if she were a mutated monster, a slime-level creature capable of communicating with humans, she would still be far from being a match for Saint Karina. Her actions were practically a waste of her talent.

The light shifted and changed... the girl couldn't take her eyes off it.

At this moment, this white-haired girl is absolutely gorgeous! When her eyes met Saint Karina's, the brave girl couldn't help but blush, her attention already focused on the girl.

Perhaps it's because Saint Karina is simply too beautiful. The brave young woman has seen many beautiful women, but none like Saint Karina.

Saint Karina has porcelain-white, smooth skin, two beautiful sapphire-like eyes, and soft, full lips.

"I know you have a lot of curiosity about me, but I'll introduce myself later."

The holy sword has been enchanted by frost, and Saint Karina is fearless.

The sword in her hand flashed with white light, the magical light of frost, and she charged forward, slashing without hesitation.

"Snap..."

The monster girl's body was frozen in an instant.

then……

It turned into countless ice blocks and exploded.

"She's dead?"

"No, I just chased her away."

Saint Karina shook her head; she had not killed the monster girl.

Actually, the pink alien girl was quite pretty, and she couldn't bear to kill her.

"Are you angry? She treated you like that, yet I let her go."

"Hmm...no. If you actually killed her, I might feel a little uncomfortable."

The brave girl shook her head, indicating her denial.

"Although...although she treated me like that not long ago...she didn't hurt me, in fact, she did...well, anyway, I won't blame you, my benefactor."

The girl seemed quite kind.

Moreover, Saint Karina guessed that the part she vaguely described was probably a little comfortable.

After all, Slime Girl is clearly a seasoned pro. She knows how to play the game, how to open the door to a pure young girl with only pleasure and no pain.

That door leads to the abyss of depravity, but it also leads to a paradise free from worries and pain.

In heaven, it must be a place of sweet and sour joys, filled with beautiful girls and blissful, decadent romances.

I fear that in those magnificent palaces and halls, I will lose track of what year it is tonight.

I believe that soon this innocent girl will become a powerful figure that no one wants to mess with.

"Phew, I'm glad you didn't blame me for acting on my own."

Saint Karina deliberately revealed a cheerful smile, a departure from her usual wicked woman persona. The smile was warm and approachable, like a gentle breeze.

She sheathed the holy sword at her waist with remarkable speed and precision; it was incredibly cool. The brave girl had only ever seen such a swift and skillful sword sheathing technique among sword saints.

In short, Saint Karina wasn't worried at all that the monster girl would hide and attack her, because even though she had let the monster go, she must have been seriously injured by the holy sword.

She was not a powerful monster in the jungle, so she naturally avoided this slime girl and wished she could stay far away from Saint Karina, this jinx.

The weak defeating the strong is not the spirit of monsters. This is the spirit of humans.

The law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, is what most monsters believe in.

This is largely true among demons as well. The weak are remarkably obedient to the strong.

Saint Karina smiled kindly, though even when she tried to appear kind, she couldn't shake her little mischievous streak. She had deliberately left the girl hanging and hadn't untied her yet.

Clearly, if she wanted to, cutting the rope would be a matter of moments.

She crossed her arms over her chest, deliberately making her already full breasts appear even fuller, and then introduced herself:

“I am Saint Karina Randall, the saintess of the Lorian Empire. Perhaps you have not heard of my name. Because compared to your heroine mother, compared to the most prosperous and martial nation of mankind, the Central Kingdom of Nielbar, my motherland, the Lorian Empire is just a small country.”

299. Vera

"So, lovely lady, may I ask what your name is?"

"You...you want to know my name?"

"Yes, if you don't mind. After all, exchanging names is the foundation of a relationship, isn't it?"

Saint Karina once again flashed a bright, cheerful smile that could charm countless young girls.

“I…I don’t mind telling you my name. But…but, given the current situation…”

The girl looked embarrassed.

She's still tied up here in a very shameful position; she looks quite embarrassed. Even she probably wouldn't want to introduce herself like this.

"Ah... I understand. I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."

Saint Karina pretended to only just realize it, when in fact she had known all along. And she knew it very well.

She wasn't going to embarrass the girl any longer; she'd had enough of the show, and it was time to truly bring this drama to a close.

She looked at the naked girl whose arms were tied above her head and she swung her sharp sword.

"Draw!"

The sword flashed across the ropes, and the restraints binding the girl collapsed.

The sword was incredibly swift. Just as the girl lost her balance from standing in that awkward position for too long and began to fall forward, Saint Karina stepped forward and caught her.

"thump……"

A subtle fragrance wafted over her, and the warm, jade-like body nestled in Saint Karina's embrace. Her head rested precisely on the ample, feminine curves, catching a whiff of a milky scent.

"Um...ah!"

Then, the girl let out a louder, more mournful cry than before.

She blushed deeply.

Completely naked, he fell into the arms of another woman full of feminine charm, his face resting on her feminine advantage.

The girl dared to say that she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

Moreover, besides feeling embarrassed, she also felt sweat on her inner thighs, and the sweat beads rolled down with gravity, wetting the grass.

"Are you alright? I was so careless and didn't notice this sooner. I didn't understand your situation at all."

"No...it's not your fault, Miss Randall. It's my fault. I was too careless and that's why I got caught by the monster."

The brave girl didn't think Saint Karina was a bad person, so she didn't blame her at all.

At least when she was in danger, only Saint Karina appeared in time and rescued her from the monster girl.

"Thank you for your understanding, miss. Does your hand still hurt?"

"Hmm... a little bit. But it's alright..."

"That's wonderful! I'm so glad you're alright, otherwise I would have been worried sick."

Saint Karina hugged the brave girl even tighter, burying her face even deeper into her cleavage.

Using a seductive tactic can also be effective against such innocent young girls.

She feigned genuine concern. In reality, it was an act; Saint Karina was simply watching the drama unfold, waiting for the perfect moment to make her appearance.

She's a genuine bad woman; being able to watch a beautiful girl being trained by a monster girl is quite a memorable and unforgettable scene.

"Hmm...worried?"

Her little head hadn't yet snapped out of her feminine reverie, so the heat of her words still lingered on that reverie.

It was hot and humid.

Her voice was also muffled.

"Yes, when I heard you crying and begging for help so pitifully, my heart ached. A lovely girl like you shouldn't be treated so cruelly."

You must have been very scared and in great pain. But you can rest assured now, because I will protect you.

I swear as a saint, my oath is absolutely true.

Saint Karina utterly disdains the identity of a human saintess, therefore her oaths made under this identity are the least credible.

However, the girl was unaware of this; she still thought Saint Karina was quite sincere and trustworthy.

"Thank you... Miss Randall. Although I don't know much about the Saintess of the Lorian Empire, I have met you. I believe you are trustworthy, Saintess."

She was completely captivated by Saint Karina's female hormones, her brain was devoured, not really.

"Um... before I introduce myself, could I please put on some clothes first?"

My long-dormant sense of shame has re-emerged.

The brave girl finally managed to leave Saint Karina's embrace, but actually, she was a little disappointed.

She first put on her undergarments, then put on all her outer clothes, and also donned armor and protective gear, looking quite imposing.

After she fastened her belt, Santa Karina could clearly see that the other person's fingertips were red and trembling.

She had to use almost all her strength to fasten the belt.

"Cough cough..."

She coughed twice, trying to defuse her embarrassment in this way.

After all, she had only known Saint Karina for a short time, and this strange woman had already seen her completely naked.

"Um... please forget about what just happened."

"And also, my name. I am Vera Salila. I am striving to become a hero."

Vera smiled and said.

"Vell? It's a pleasure to meet you."

Saint Karina's mere repetition of Vera's name made Vera's heart race.

Because Saint Karina's smile was pure and gentle, and Saint Karina grasped Vera's slender, feverish fingers and kissed them.

The knuckles were soft and moist to the touch. Although it was just a polite kiss, similar to the etiquette of a knight kissing a noble lady, it still made Violet's heart flutter.

Her face was burning hot; no one had ever done anything like this to her before.

Is this normal interpersonal interaction? No one has ever dared to do such a thing to the hero's daughter before, so Vera doesn't know the answer to this question.

"You don't need to call me Miss Randall, I've already called you Vera. If you consider me a companion, you can just call me by my name. Also, I didn't expect that a girl would come to this primeval forest alone, unarmed... You should know that it's dangerous here."

"Hmm... I know. Of course I know. Although I'm not as capable as my mother, and I'm quite clumsy, I know there's danger here. And... actually, I'm not unarmed. I did bring weapons with me initially, but..."

Violet glanced at the still red marks on her wrist and the coins that had vanished along with her purse, and couldn't help but sigh.

“If you want to know, Lina, I can tell you.”

Compared to Saint Karina, Violet chose Lina, a name that sounds more like a term of endearment.

She was willing to recount everything in detail, provided that Santa Karina was willing to have the patience to listen.

300. Asian Cat Girl

"I used to have a sword too, but it was stolen by someone..."

In a tone that suggested a long, drawn-out conversation, Vera spoke at her own pace.

That was much earlier, today, of course.

Violet was practicing her swordsmanship on the edge of a ruined ancient castle. She had never actually fought a monster before, but she had been diligently and tirelessly training her basic skills.

She believed that as the daughter of a hero, she would inherit her mother's mantle, become a new hero, lead humanity to defeat the Demon King, gain immense honor, and do even better than her mother.