A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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"Okay... the truth. Well, I should tell you, I'm the one who decides the role, not you. Like right now, I feel happy, and that's the role you're playing."

Moreover, you make me feel very comfortable, and I enjoy being with you. So, your belief that you are useless and a burden is a misconception. You've misled yourself by the idea that you must be useful to stay.

I'm a bad woman; I'd never be interested in a boring woman. It's precisely because you're interesting and can entertain me that I brought you along—because you make me very happy!

"Why are you satisfied, Master?"

However, Melissa was not happy because of Saint Karina's satisfaction; instead, she had a bitter face.

“I used to be able to help you, Master… I even protected you for a while… but now…”

That's right, what was once a useful weapon has now become a rusty tool. Apart from satisfying its owner's biological needs, it has lost all its original purpose.

At least, that's what Melissa thought. And she was troubled by it, and felt resentful about it.

"Idiot. What's there to be embarrassed about losing to me?"

Saint Karina tapped Melissa's small, pointed devil horns. Her touch wasn't strong, but it was just enough to wake Melissa from her self-pity.

"The same applies to everything else. Besides, protecting you is my responsibility as your master."

Saint Karina never intended for toys to be sacrificed, to be destroyed or discarded at will.

At most, she would occasionally play with these toys and do fun things with them. Dual cultivation is not a personal blessing, but a blessing for two or even more people.

There is no rule that the maximum number of times one can engage in dual cultivation is two.

“You’ve helped me a lot in the past, so now it’s my turn to help you and protect you. Isn’t that only natural?”

And you, you just need to do what you want to do. Like right now, I'm getting really excited about finding someone and then giving her a good beating.

Ever since she learned that Ernest VII was not dead and was still alive, Saint Karina felt a hardness there, from the holy sword and her fingers.

This was a very serious idea, and Saint Karina vowed to find this guy and find out the truth about what happened back then. Also, she had to teach Ernest VII a lesson with her holy sword and her fingers.

"Master, why do you always tell me to live my own life? From childhood to adulthood, I've only ever followed orders. The things I want to do are too complicated. Whenever I think about them, my head starts to ache, it hurts so much."

"Because you are an important member of my team, I have a lot of confidence in you, and I believe you will find what you want to do."

In fact, Melissa is very talented.

She is steadfast and persistent in her loyalty to her master, and she is meticulous and conscientious in her work.

"Besides, you're so beautiful. Melissa, although you demons don't care about beauty and care more about power, your face and your figure are your charm."

Saint Karina chuckled, deliberately scanning Melissa's body up and down with her undisguised gaze, which quickly made Melissa blush.

This time it wasn't just her cheeks, but also her neck and all the exposed skin on her body.

"Master...you're lewd..."

Finally, Melissa couldn't hold back any longer and took several steps back.

She was so adorable, it made Saint Karina want to tease her even more. Seriously.

"Hmm... Anyway, Master, you really should look at your own eyes. Even though you can't see them, the way you looked at me just now was like that of an old pervert."

"Really? But you seem to be enjoying it quite a bit?"

"How could that be! No... Actually, there is some. Although I wouldn't say I like it, what you told me, Master, has indeed made me feel much better now."

Thank you, Master…

"It's alright. Although I enjoy playing with beautiful women, letting them torture themselves is not my area of ​​expertise. In situations like this, I'd rather step forward and rescue these beauties from their predicament."

Saint Karina smiled.

"Master, sometimes you're really...sad...unreasonable, sigh..."

Melissa seemed to have seen through Saint Karina's true nature and shook her head with a hint of helplessness.

After all, her master had been extremely cruel to her back then. The first time Yunxiao broke through the sky was an image that Melissa still felt her brain overloaded when she thought about it.

And Saint Karina, she is the one who actually controls this scene, just like an old general on the stage, steady and reliable.

"Alright, Master... I think you're right. I always tend to overthink things, but as long as you don't mind, that's fine. I shouldn't let my imagination run wild, especially since the person in question is right in front of me. I should ask you more questions. After all, your opinion is the only thing that can stop my delusions."

It seems my greatest enemy is myself… Master, your tongue is truly nimble.”

"Do you want to try it?"

Melissa didn't mean it that way, but Saint Karina did.

Her attempt was self-evident; stepping into it would turn it into an R18 route. It was a special route at the crossroads, leading to adulthood.

"No more."

Normally, Melissa would have been happy to accept.

But now, she has other thoughts. More than doing things that bring her joy, she wants to resolve her inner conflict and find happiness in the future. Not just for today, but simply for a few hours of fleeting happiness in the night.

"That's really a shame..."

Saint Karina said with a smile.

Although she said it was a pity, her expression showed no sign of regret.

"Forget it, it seems we won't have a chance to do that kind of fun tonight. So, let's do something else that brings us joy."

"It's...what?"

Melissa paused, a look of alert crossing her face.

"Ah...it's nothing outrageous, and it's perfectly normal. Don't get the wrong idea. Didn't you want to have a match before? How about we have a little spar? If you want to vent your frustrations, then go ahead and try to beat me!"

I promise I won't let them get away with it.

At least, when Melissa needs her to be serious, Santa Karina will never hold back. That's just the kind of person she is.

Even though both sides knew the outcome of the contest.

Saint Karina thought to herself, "If only I could release Melissa, make her unable to hold the scythe, unable to stand, and panting for breath."

In this way, she couldn't speak or think. Melissa would no longer have the leisure to think about those random things.

Most of the things Melissa thought about were just wild fantasies, things that never actually happened.

And... educating her little darling is also her responsibility as the owner, isn't it?

Thinking that Melissa might end up looking disheveled and injured—not too badly, but with varying degrees of damage to the fabric covering her body—Saint Karina's smile turned wicked.

If Melissa enjoys being lectured so much... then as her master, I should give her a good talking-to.

290. Education is also a very important subject.

woohoo hoo...

With evil intentions, the outcome of the battle between Saint Karina and Melissa is obvious.

"Master, you're being too ruthless."

"Didn't I say I wouldn't hold back?"

In fact, Melissa's current situation is quite embarrassing. She is not wearing anything on her upper body, or rather, she was originally wearing something, but now it is badly ripped.

The advantages of a strong, upright woman are thus highlighted, just like the appeal of a White Rabbit candy.

Melissa knelt on the ground, her clothes tattered, her cheeks flushed, her posture awkward and extremely embarrassed.

"Master, I know you mean what you say. But... you don't have to go and attack my clothes like that, do you?"

She was so embarrassed that she almost buried her head in the deck. If only there was a crack in the deck...

"If I said that I was just concerned about you, so I avoided the vital areas and didn't want to hurt you by attacking your vitals... and in the end, it was your clothes that suffered the consequences, would you believe me?"

"Master, do you think I would believe that?"

"Hey, it didn't hurt your skin, just your clothes, so you should be happy about it."

Saint Karina has stopped pretending.

"Okay, that's right, I did it on purpose. I just wanted to see you blush and look at me shyly. Are you satisfied with that answer now?"

He was a subordinate, and one who was extremely enthusiastic and passionate about dueling with Saint Karina.

Now, the clothes she was wearing... perhaps, could no longer be called clothes, but rather rags. In short, Melissa struggled, trying to find an opportunity to fight back under Saint Karina's fierce offensive, but clearly, she failed. And she failed utterly.

"Do you know, Melissa? You look more beautiful than the night view at sea right now."

"You... Master, you're such a pervert. I shouldn't have believed you were doing this for my own good."

"Sorry, I am just that kind of awful person. After all, I am a bad woman... And unfortunately, I have to announce here that I, this pervert, can easily defeat you at will."

"This is really annoying. I haven't been able to hit you, Master, even once."

Melissa shook her head and sighed.

She remained kneeling on the ground, not getting up.

"Yes, it's good to have dreams, so don't take it too seriously."

Saint Karina patted Melissa's head affectionately, not minding her failure at all.

"This crushing defeat is to be expected. After all, your master is very strong."

"You don't need to hurt me like this."

"So tell me, with your face all pale and your clothes barely covering you, and you're so weak you can't even stand up, what should I say to you while you're crawling at my feet?"

"Well……"

That's heartbreaking. Melissa is indeed as tragic as Santa Karina described.

The two sides were vastly different in strength, so there was no fairness in this battle.

"My dear Melissa, you still have a long way to go. Okay, sorry for teasing you like that, get up."

Saint Karina's hand caressed Melissa's body, but despite saying this, she made no move to get Melissa up.

"Want to try again?"

"Master, do you want to do that kind of thing here, on the deck?"

Melissa looked at Saint Karina with an incredulous, almost perverted gaze.

"What's wrong?"

"That's true. After all, you're the kind of bad woman who gets aroused on the battlefield and makes a move on women. On the deck, it's just a bit of fun for you."

"So, have you thought it through? What do you think? Do you need me to take care of you?"

Saint Karina waited gracefully and calmly for Melissa's reply.

“Master, then let’s begin. I may not be your match in battle, but I can satisfy you in this aspect if I work hard.”

"Okay, but you'd be even more excited if you wanted to be a little puppy and have me take care of you. Besides, you probably don't have much energy left to ask for my terms, right? How can you serve your master like that?"

Saint Karina deliberately whispered in Melissa's ear, her breath warm and hot, making Melissa's ears burn and turn bright red.

"Hey..."

The ears are a woman's erogenous zone.

So, after the soft moan, Melissa felt as if the last bit of strength in her body had been drained away.

"Want it?"

"……think."

"If you want it, then try begging your master."

"Well……"

Melissa was still somewhat dazed; her eyes were moist, but she seemed a little confused.

This is because Saint Karina's actions just now have left her disoriented, distracted, and restless.

She opened her mouth and found her voice was a little hoarse, a sign that she was moved by emotion.

"Master...I..."

She's rather shy, and it's always hard for her to be honest about these kinds of things.

Compared to her overly straightforward and outspoken nature in other matters, she is much worse in this aspect.

However, this aspect of hers is actually a plus.