A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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She just wanted to see Vera blush, to see her jump up from the bed like a startled bird, her back straight.

"This is much more comfortable. I feel free from these constraints."

Saint Karina deliberately made a fanning motion with her hand to prevent Violet from noticing her weakness; she was teasing her.

"And shouldn't friends be honest with each other?"

She tilted her head and uttered a profound question.

"Hmm... well..."

Violet stammered, unable to deny it, and unsure if she was right.

"Besides, aren't we all girls? Is it necessary for girls to be so hesitant with each other? You have what I have, and I have what you have."

Saint Karina continued to patiently guide her.

She's more seductive than a demon, and she's subtly guiding Violet step by step. And she's the kind of person who'll seize any opportunity to do so.

"Hmm...it seems so."

See? Vera's train of thought has already been swayed by Saint Karina. She herself is unaware of it.

Spending all your time with a bad woman, it's only a matter of time before you get taken advantage of.

Saint Karina was simply enjoying the process of navigating the map.

"Want to take them off? They're very cool!"

After achieving the first step, Saint Karina quickly began the second step.

"Huh? No, no, no! I don't need it."

Violet remained alert. Upon hearing Saint Karina's request to become like her, she immediately blushed and refused.

She quickly waved her hand, shaking her head like a rattle drum.

"Really? Violet, aren't you tired?"

"what?"

The topic jumped a bit, leaving Violet somewhat bewildered.

How did things go from undressing her to asking if she was tired? Does that mean if she says she's tired, Santa Karina will give her special services?

The two had previously discussed the hero's wine pool and meat forest, which Violet remembered clearly.

"Um... I'm not tired."

For the first time ever, Violet told a lie.

She was really bad at lying; her face was even redder than when she was shy, and she made a lot of restless little movements.

Feeling guilty for lying to Saint Karina, she couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, rubbing them together until her knees were turned inward.

She was sitting on the bed, but couldn't help standing up like a schoolchild being scolded by their parents. It was a bit like someone who had lied and was enduring their parents' judgment.

Her fingers were twitching nervously from side to side; she seemed completely unwilling to tell this lie.

However, the thought of having special services right now was something that Violet couldn't quite accept.

"Aren't you tired? You're covered in sweat, and your legs are shaking when you stand up."

Saint Karina offered a "kind" reminder.

"I'm sorry. I lied. Actually, I was very tired. It's just... it's just... it happened too fast..."

Her lie was exposed, and she lowered her head like an ostrich.

She buried her head in the shadows.

"What's too fast? I asked you if you're tired because if your legs are sore or your feet hurt, I can give you a massage."

Saint Karina knew exactly what Vera was thinking, but she pretended not to know and gave Vera a way out.

She hadn't planned on reaching home base so quickly; this was all just to tease Vera. She knew Vera wouldn't accept it so easily. She needed to subtly influence her, turning the innocent little flower into the color of a wicked woman.

"But... how could I possibly accept that?"

Violet felt embarrassed to trouble Saint Karina with a massage. Besides, Saint Karina had already done enough for her; she couldn't ask for more.

The feet are a relatively private area, and even though it was a proper massage, Vera was very sensitive about it.

"I walk a lot, so I'll just bear with this soreness. It will be much better tomorrow."

"Vell said."

"But I want you to be better. And this is a new experience for you, isn't it?"

Saint Karina was kneeling on the ground in front of Violet, her fingertips tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and she looked up at Violet.

"How about it? Give it a try, I think you'll love the feeling. And it's great for restoring your energy."

"This... but you've already been so kind to me and helped me so much. How could I trouble you any further..."

Violet wavered. She was someone who found it difficult to refuse others, and faced with Saint Karina's sincere attitude, her refusal was rather reluctant.

She can still refuse now, partly because she feels embarrassed, and partly because she genuinely feels she's troubling Santa Karina.

"Hehe. There's no need for so much trouble, Violet. If I thought you were a hassle, I wouldn't have asked, so I'm not a hassle at all. Besides, this is helping you and myself. If your foot hurts tomorrow, I won't be able to take you around to find that con artist. I'm sure she'll be in the city tonight."

Saint Karina flew, much faster than Phoebe could walk.

Moreover, if she finds the Sword of the Hero, she can simply hand it over to the Demon Dragon.

"You know, I can't bear to see a beautiful girl in pain forcing herself."

"Yes... what you said is true, it's right..."

The scales in Violet's heart had already tipped.

"Really? You're my good friend! Alright! Would you do me the honor? I can't wait to take care of your soft, white feet."

"Lina...you're saying that again."

"So? Is there a problem?"

Saint Karina showed no shame whatsoever; she went straight to the point and asked the fundamental question.

"Okay... there's nothing wrong with it. I just haven't let anyone touch my feet, so if you think a massage would be good for both of us, then go ahead and try it. But... please don't use too much force, okay? I'm very sensitive..."

"Of course, if you use too much force, you can tell me. Don't worry, I'll be very careful with a girl's feet, and I won't hurt you the first time."

Saint Karina spoke very seriously, but Violet always felt that there was something more to her words, and that they weren't entirely serious.

"Hmm... I believe you. You rescued me from danger and have been so kind to me. I believe you would never hurt me. You've really done so much for me, I can't express how grateful I am to you."

"Even if you don't say it, it's okay. Your words and actions tell me how grateful you are to me. It's something to be happy about to receive thanks from a lovely girl."

Then, excitement gleamed in Santa Karina's eyes.

"Alright, enough of that. Now I'm going to soothe your aching feet. Vera, thank you for your generosity in giving me the opportunity to show you some consideration."

307. Foot massage

"No need to thank me, touching my feet isn't a privilege..."

"Hehe, now you can lie down and enjoy yourself."

Saint Karina uttered wicked lines, urging Violet to take action.

However, Violet didn't lie down; she simply sat back up on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge.

Saint Karina then took Vera's snow-white little feet in her hands, placed them on her own feminine advantage, and held Vera's feet in her hands as if they were some rare treasure.

She massaged the muscles and bones of Vera's feet, causing Vera to gasp for breath.

"Aha……"

Saint Karina's technique was quite skillful and precise; each finger landed on a pressure point that Violet felt comfortable.

Violet had never had a foot massage before, and she couldn't imagine that a foot massage could be this comfortable. It felt like her skull was boiling, and her brain was about to be melted by the high temperature and pleasure, issuing a dangerous warning.

This...this is too intense.

Before meeting Saint Karina, Violet could hardly have imagined herself looking so aroused. Saint Karina was merely touching her feet, yet she was acting as if she were caressing some private area. But…

“Haaa…haha…”

Violet simply couldn't hold back.

At first, it was a little itchy when touched, but now it's completely different.

"How about it, Violet? I didn't lie to you, did I? I'm really good at massage."

She's not just good at it, Violet thought that was too modest.

This feeling is like being on a cloud, so blissful.

If you get even a little involved, you'll find yourself completely absorbed and unable to break free.

But Violet knew she couldn't just be naive; she still had many questions.

"Um, Lina, is it really possible for us to find that thief? And will I be able to get my mother's sword back?"

"Yes, she can. As long as that little thief wants to sell your sword quickly and get rid of this hot potato of the Hero's Sword, she will definitely come here. We just need to get some sleep, and I will take you to her tomorrow. There are many rich people here, and there are quite a few potential customers willing to buy the sword."

"hope so……"

Violet had little confidence.

She stared at the ceiling, her eyes somewhat unfocused. The lamplight flickered in her gaze, and Violet felt a little dazed.

Night has fallen, and outside are thousands of lights shining, along with countless stars.

If Phoebe arrives tonight, will she be laughing heartily in some pub, celebrating with fine wine and food bought with money she'd swindled from herself?

Thinking about this made Violet's teeth itch with anger. She was furious that she had been deeply hurt by this liar.

If she found Phoebe, she thought, she would teach her a lesson. She would make that petty thief pay the price she deserved.

She wasn't a vengeful girl, but Phoebe was different. She took advantage of her trust, humiliated her severely, took everything from her, even her mother's sword, and didn't even offer an apology. She claimed it was a lesson, a form of education.

What kind of life lesson is this? Just thinking about Phoebe's farewell makes Violet furious.

"Vell, you seem angry. Was my massage bad?"

"No, I was just thinking about that thief. It has nothing to do with you, Lina. I was just thinking that I should teach her a lesson."

Violet spoke the truth.

She had no need to hide it, because she was genuinely angry. And Saint Karina knew the whole story; she wouldn't blame her.

After that, Violet spent this time, both happy and tormented. She and Saint Karina shared a bed and slept straight through until the next day.

The next morning, Violet woke up early. She had taken a shower before going to bed the night before, but she took another one early this morning.

They decided to wander the streets now, looking for clues about Phoebe, that wretched cat-woman conman.

However, probably because it's still very early, the flow of people is even greater than yesterday. They say the early bird catches the worm, and this place is packed with people right now.

Most people living in this city get up very early and plunge into the market to make a living. On such a beautiful day, the only ones who will stay at home are probably babies in their arms.

The vendors were shouting enthusiastically, promoting their goods with great passion. They were working hard to attract customers and sell their products.

The children, on the other hand, are attracted and pester their parents, mostly wanting to buy some candy, cookies, or toys.

If Vera looked at it for even a moment longer, she would be blinded by the bright metallic light.

Because, under the sunlight, the streets were filled with fluttering garments, glittering jewels, and stalls piled high with weapons—swords, shields, and metal armor.

There were so many things to see and do that Violet was simply overwhelmed.

This wasn't the first time she'd seen something like this, but today's scene was even more spectacular than yesterday's. She really didn't know which way to turn.

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"Donuts! Donuts! Made with pure white sugar, not artificial sweeteners, so they're harmless to children! A variety of flavors available! Original, milky, chocolate, red bean, honey—if you can imagine it, we can make it!"

"Come and have a look! Look, all our fabrics are top-quality cotton and silk, absolutely no inferior goods! The best clothing store on the whole street!"

"Exotic spices and herbs from abroad, with a long-lasting and rich aroma, soothe the nerves and refresh the mind, dispelling all the fatigue from a long day's work! Every day brings a good mood! Priced at only 998 instead of 9.98! What are you waiting for? Don't hesitate, act now! Buy two get one free, buy three get two free, buy four get three free, the more you buy, the more you get, first come, first served!"

"These are rare foreign goods! You can't find them anywhere else. They're definitely great value for money, and we're honest with everyone!"