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Join the Server“Do you not desire powerful assistance? Then I shall lend her to you. With her aid, your plans are sure to proceed smoothly, I imagine… Demonic Spirit Puppet, I trust you know how to control her, Princess Helibea.”
Zholu remarked meaningfully, his gaze falling upon the bracelet on his right hand, which pulsed with a faint, ethereal glow.
Then, the Great Sin Apostle turned his attention to a fox-eared girl nestled amidst ice and snow not far away, addressing her with an imperious, unquestionable tone.
“Go to Ophelia and assist Helibea. Then, bring back the princess named Xiamiya. Is that clear?”
Upon hearing these words, the fox-eared girl’s ears subtly perked up. Her hollow, lifeless, violet eyes fixed on Zholu for a moment before she respectfully nodded, her reply as melodious as a nightingale’s song.
“Yes, Master.”
****
Meanwhile, the light emanating from the necklace in Helibea’s hand gradually faded as her conversation with Zholu concluded.
‘A Demonic Spirit Puppet…’
‘To think, this scoundrel, who absconded with our nation’s most precious treasure, now brazenly claims to be ‘lending’ me a puppet?’
‘What an animal.’
An icy chill, almost predatory, flickered in Helibea’s pale violet eyes.
Yet, at the same time, the tension in Helibea’s heart began to ease. As the First Holy Princess of Ophelia, she was acutely aware of the Demonic Spirit Puppet’s formidable combat prowess. These puppets were dozens of times stronger than Heavy Combat Puppets, veritable humanoid weapons.
Forged from extraordinary Dusk Steel bodies, ordinary Heavenly Realm powerhouses were utterly incapable of harming a Demonic Spirit Puppet.
To confront a Demonic Spirit Puppet head-on would only lead to a dismal end… much like her own father’s.
Naturally, there were variations in strength among the ten Demonic Spirit Puppets. The First Holy King had assigned them numbers based on their power, with smaller numbers indicating greater combat effectiveness.
‘Ice Princess…’
‘Number 006, then?’
‘In that case, even if Diana’s puppet intervenes, it won’t be able to stop me.’
As this thought crossed her mind, the smile on Helibea’s face grew increasingly sinister, tinged with a hint of morbidity.
“Your Highness…”
Navi’er swallowed nervously, her gaze fixed on Helibea. Although as a servant she shouldn’t question the princess’s decisions, the alliance with the Abyss of Sin Tower had left Navi’er perpetually uneasy.
Just as Navi’er’s apprehension mounted, Helibea, having ended her conversation with Zholu, turned and departed the battlefield, heading towards the capital.
“Your Highness, are we returning to the Emerald Palace?” Navi’er asked, immediately falling in step behind Helibea as she moved.
“No,” Helibea replied, shaking her head with an indifferent expression.
“Navi’er, you may return to the Emerald Palace first.”
“Then, Your Highness, where will you go?”
“I intend to visit the Holy Royal Palace first.” Helibea said, her voice laced with complex emotions as she stared at the bullet-shaped metal piece in her hand, still faintly carrying Xiamiya’s aura and the Power of the Dark Abyss.
No sooner had she spoken than Helibea, without waiting for Navi’er’s reaction, unleashed her power as a Sixth-Tier High-level expert. She instantly transformed into a crimson meteor, streaking towards the Holy Royal Palace.
In but a moment, she vanished into the dense forest.
Navi’er sighed deeply, gazing in the direction Helibea had disappeared.
“The princess now… she feels so unfamiliar, alas…”
As she sighed, Navi’er turned her head, scanning the blood-soaked clearing.
“But, speaking of which…”
All the bodies had been meticulously disposed of, leaving no trace of the Power of the Dark Abyss. This indicated that whoever had cleaned the scene was exceptionally thorough.
Yet, why would such a meticulous individual, after clearing the site, leave behind such an obvious metal fragment, still imbued with Xiamiya’s aura and the Power of the Dark Abyss?
As this thought surfaced, an ominous premonition involuntarily crept into Navi’er’s heart.
‘Was it truly an oversight? Or… was this clue left intentionally?’
****
Meanwhile, in the Snow Lotus Palace’s bathhouse, the two women, completely unclad, continued their grand task of cleaning themselves.
“Mmm~”
“Ah~”
“No, don’t! That, that spot is very sensitive, no… No, don’t come in!”
“It tickles… but, but it feels so good~, Youka… I never imagined your technique would be so exquisite~”
“Mmph~”
“Ehhmm…”
Listening to the Demonic God Miss’s soft cries and watching Xiamiya’s flushed face, the Doll-like Maiden blinked with a complex expression.
Then, Youka gently removed the ear pick from Xiamiya’s ear.
“Is it really that bad, Master?”
“Wuwu, you know my ears are extremely sensitive!” Xiamiya pouted, still breathless, glaring resentfully at Youka.
In response, Youka merely raised an eyebrow nonchalantly.
“Is that so?”
As she spoke, after helping Xiamiya wash her hair and clean the dirt from her face and ears, Youka picked up a towel. She glanced at Xiamiya, who was still soaking in the water, tightly wrapped in a bath towel, and frowned slightly in exasperation.
‘This Master… Is it really necessary?’
‘I’ve stripped completely to join her, yet she’s still wrapped up like this?’
“Take off the bath towel, Master. It’s time to wash your body.”
“This…”
Upon hearing this, a hesitant expression involuntarily appeared on Xiamiya’s beautiful face.
This expression, as expected, did not escape Youka’s notice.
With a sigh, the helpless Doll-like Maiden slowly spoke, “Ah, so, Master, what’s wrong with you today? Are you really so reluctant for me to see your body? I’ve helped you bathe many times in the past.”
“No, it’s not reluctance,” Xiamiya mumbled softly.
At the same time, the cherry-haired girl’s gaze unconsciously drifted towards Youka’s perfect physique, and the enviable curves of her chest.
“Ma-Master, mainly because…”
“Hmm?”
‘Oh, so that’s it.’
Youka was skilled at reading expressions. Upon noticing the change in Xiamiya’s demeanor, she immediately understood.
‘Is Master feeling insecure?’
Staring at the flushed girl, currently wrapped in a bath towel, Youka recalled the first time she had helped Xiamiya bathe a year ago. Back then, due to long-term malnutrition and deliberate poisoning by malicious individuals, Xiamiya’s physical condition had been truly dismal.
Although she was already a sixteen-year-old girl, her height was that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old loli.
Her skin was pale and chapped, and she was terribly emaciated.
While more than a year of recuperation had removed most of the chronic toxins harming her health, and her body had gradually recovered, overall… she remained very frail.
‘Master has always been self-conscious about her body. Now, seeing my perfect physique… it’s understandable that she would feel insecure.’
Realizing this, Youka spoke calmly, “Master, you don’t need to envy me. Once the toxins in your body are completely cleared, your body will enter a normal developmental stage. What I have now, you will also have in the future.”
“Ugh…” Xiamiya frowned at this, thoughtfully gazing at Youka’s chest. “In the future, you say… that feels a bit difficult.”
“Hm? This?” Youka looked down at her own chest, then raised a hand to her chin. After a few seconds of brief contemplation, Youka stated earnestly, “For this, normal development might make it difficult to reach this level. But Master, you don’t need to worry. If you need, I can assist you through unconventional methods.”
“Unconventional methods? How, how would you do that?” Xiamiya instinctively blurted out the question, a spark of keen interest flashing in her rainbow-colored eyes.
“Well now,” Youka smiled suggestively, then gracefully swam closer to Xiamiya.
Whether Youka did it on purpose or not, her movements were full of alluring charm, causing Xiamiya’s blood pressure to skyrocket.
Staring at the two ‘big buns’ swaying tantalizingly close, the Demonic God Miss’s face grew even redder, filled with envy, jealousy, and an indescribable panic.
The next moment, under Xiamiya’s tense gaze, Youka slowly raised her hand and pointed at Xiamiya’s chest, which was wrapped in the bath towel.
“Our Starfall Palace has an ointment that promotes localized growth and development. If I use the ointment and a special massage technique, you’ll see results very quickly.”
As she spoke, Youka reached out, preparing to pull down Xiamiya’s bath towel.
Seeing this, the Demonic God Miss hurriedly retreated, stumbling backward.
“Wait, wait, wait! You, you said massage?!”
“Yes, I’ll just rub them a few times for you. Master, don’t worry, it won’t hurt; it will be very comfortable.”
“No, it’s not about whether it’s comfortable or not!” Xiamiya mumbled, her face flushed.
“To, to let someone just rub my chest… how, how could I possibly…”
“If you feel shy, you can also rub mine… That way, it should feel a bit better.”
Saying this, Youka cupped her own ample bosom, extending an earnest invitation to Xiamiya.
“Would you like to try, Master?”
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