Su Nian stood frozen in place.
She did not doubt for a moment that the perverted Horned Demon before her was capable of such a thing.
She could even clearly visualize the scene in her mind.
Under the gaze of countless fanatical onlookers, at her moment of greatest glory, a black collar symbolizing slavery and humiliation would suddenly appear around her neck.
Her body would tremble uncontrollably before the masses, and she might even let out a shameful whimper.
It would be nothing short of a public execution.
Fortunately, she had no intention of trying to escape at this moment, nor did she plan to expose this Horned Demon bastard in public.
From the very beginning, her plan had never been to go down in flames with him.
As such, the only thing she truly needed to face was wearing that shameless black bodysuit underneath her holy Star-Moon long dress.
Although she still felt unbearable humiliation and shame, she knew the Horned Demon well enough to know that he treated her entirely as his exclusive property.
What he enjoyed was being the only one who knew her true other side; it was impossible for him to truly show her “private” appearance to anyone else.
Therefore, even if she wore such scandalous attire under her dress, she was still safe.
Su Nian took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, using every ounce of her strength to suppress the roiling anger and humiliation in her heart.
Her sky-blue eyes were instantly shrouded in a thick, inseparable mist of moisture.
She glared at the Horned Demon petulantly, intentionally pouting her pink lips high.
She crossed her fair arms over her chest, squeezing her breathtaking softness into an even more alluring and innocent curve.
Using a deliberately feigned, nasal tone heavy with the intent of acting spoiled, she complained in a drawn-out voice, “Hmph! You clearly know I won’t run away now…”
“You just like bullying me!”
“Bad…”
She paused as if weighing her words before finally, reluctantly spitting out two words.
“Bad Master!”
Since she could not change this humiliating reality, she could only execute her “wifely husband-taming” plan and the plan to train this bastard Horned Demon into a loyal dog.
She refused to believe that with her beauty, which carried a Charm Value over 100, combined with this posture that even she felt was unfamiliar—almost like a succubus—she couldn’t win him over.
Faced with Su Nian’s offensive that was anger in name but acting spoiled in reality, Chu Tian’s heart actually skipped a beat.
His gaze subconsciously drifted elsewhere.
He had originally been prepared for the girl’s silence or even her curses.
He had never expected a scene like this.
Not only had the girl not broken down, but she expressed her “dissatisfaction” in a way he had never seen before.
Those puffed-out cheeks, that feigned look of grievance, and that soft, sweet cry of “Bad Master.”
A strange emotion, one that could even be called guilt, quietly began to sprout.
The girl before him had already submitted to him and was already his “true woman.”
Was it perhaps going too far to still use such base methods to threaten and coerce her?
Before this, he had considered that Su Nian was about to make a public appearance as the hero who saved the city, which would surely bring her supreme prestige and glory.
He was afraid this halo would reignite her flames of resistance, and he feared she would slip from his control.
That was why he had brought out these “methods” to give her a preventive warning, making her realize who the true ruler was.
Looking at it now, it seemed… somewhat unnecessary.
It even made him seem as if he lacked security.
Unconsciously, Chu Tian’s attitude toward Su Nian underwent a slight change that he himself had not yet noticed.
***
The noon sun was blazing and dazzling.
The Central Square of Academy City was already packed to the point where not a drop of water could trickle through.
It was a sea of people, with thousands upon thousands of heads moving about.
The air was thick with a sweltering atmosphere of sweat, dust, and expectation.
From commoners in rags with faces full of piety to arrogant nobles in fine silks, from the magnificent honor guard of the Redmaple Royal Family to the Cardinal sent by the Holy See—representatives from nearly every power were gathered here.
Countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the cloudless blue sky, waiting with bated breath.
Upon the high platform, Third Prince Elvin adjusted his jewel-encrusted collar.
He struggled to maintain his royal dignity, but deep in his eyes was a burning fire of greed.
To the left were the professors and mentors of the Magic Academy, their expressions solemn, carrying a sense of scrutiny and expectation.
To the right were the fully armed Gryphon Knights, standing as straight and firm as statues.
Just as everyone’s patience was about to be worn thin by the scorching sun…
“Look! What is that!”
A lung-splitting cry ripped through the thick air above the square like a sharp blade.
In an instant, all the noise fell into silence.
In the distant sky, a massive black shadow was rapidly approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The shadow it cast was like a moving mountain, slowly enveloping the entire square.
“It’s… it’s a Giant Dragon!”
“The dragon that appeared that day!”
When that massive body, which blotted out the sun, appeared in everyone’s field of vision, the square erupted into a landslide of gasps and exclamations.
Green dragon scales reflected a cold and magnificent metallic luster under the sunlight.
With every flap of those elegant and powerful dragon wings, a gale would whip up, fluttering the robes of the crowd below and causing the royal flags to dance wildly.
The terrifying dragon pressure belonging to a Saint Level Giant Dragon settled heavily on everyone’s heart like an invisible mountain.
The weaker commoners felt their legs go weak and collapsed directly onto the ground, yet their faces held not fear, but extreme awe.
The noisy square instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone held their breath.
Faced with the dragon pressure, their hearts pounded wildly, and their faces were written with shock.
However, in the next second, when they saw that beautiful figure standing quietly upon the dragon’s broad back, all fear was instantly transformed into the most fanatical awe and worship.
Prior to this, dragons were legendary creatures in the human world.
Moreover, the dragons in legends were terrifying beings that overturned the world whenever they appeared.
Now that Su Nian, a human, could tame such a terrifying creature, how could the people not worship and believe in her?
“Holy Lady!”
“It’s the Star-Moon Saintess! She’s back!”
The dragon landed steadily on the temporary high platform built in the middle of the square.
With a dull boom, the hard stone platform trembled.
Under the gaze of the masses, that slender figure dressed in a moon-white Starlight Robe walked down from the dragon’s back step by step.
Her gait was elegant and composed, as if every step landed on the heartbeats of everyone present.
That holy face, which seemed to concentrate all the beauty in the world, wore no makeup yet surpassed any heavy adornment.
Those sky-blue eyes, as indifferent as ice and snow yet seemingly able to pierce through everything, swept over the sea of people below, making the whole world grow dim in comparison.
The square fell into silence once more.
The people stared blankly at that figure, as if even looking at her one more time was a form of profanity.
In the next second, a mountain-like wave of cheers and the sound of kowtowing swept through the entire city.
“Holy Lady!”
Countless people had tears in their eyes as they threw themselves to the ground regardless of everything, kissing the scorched earth beneath their feet.
In the most devout posture, they welcomed their hero, their… deity.
Facing this near-insane worship, Su Nian’s expression remained indifferent, her sky-blue eyes showing not a single ripple.
She simply stood there, holy, noble, and unreachable.
However, no one knew…
That beneath that Starlight Robe symbolizing holiness and glory, she was wearing an extremely revealing black bodysuit that would make any man’s blood boil.
The fabric, as thin as a cicada’s wing, felt like a second layer of cold and slippery skin, tightly and ruthlessly constricting every inch of the girl’s softest skin.
The texture of the fabric was strange, possessing an oily luster that clung to her curves like a living thing.
With every breath, the rising of her chest brought a subtle yet clear sensation of friction.
With every step she moved, that shameful garment tugged vaguely between her legs.
Furthermore, the exquisite metal earring on her left ear, disguised in the style of the [Lover’s Prison Collar], transmitted the low and playful voice of that bastard Horned Demon.
“My dear Saintess, this feeling of being the center of attention is quite nice, isn’t it?”
The voice seemed to ignore physical distance, echoing directly in the depths of her soul with a hint of a lazy smile and absolute control.
Su Nian did not answer; she didn’t even blink.
She could not lose her composure at a time like this.
Absolutely not.
She raised her eyes, her indifferent gaze passing over the frantically surging crowd below to finally land on Third Prince Elvin, who stood on the high platform with a face full of fanaticism and possessiveness.
That man was looking at her with an undisguised, burning gaze, as if she were already a treasure within his grasp.
A physical sense of nausea surged from Su Nian’s stomach.
For some reason, even though the Horned Demon was far more excessive and humiliated her at will, she did not feel this kind of instinctive or physiological disgust toward him.
It was… strange.
“Look at them, my little wildcat. See how much they love you, how much they worship you.”
“But they will never know how the holy and flawless goddess in their hearts is so wild in private…”
“Humiliation Value increased by 30,000”
“Annoyance Value +30,000”
Su Nian’s breathing hitched slightly.
She forcibly suppressed the sense of shame and nausea, which was enough to completely submerge someone, deep into her heart.
She straightened her back even more.
She had to perfectly play the role of the Star-Moon Saintess.
“Next, execute the plan according to your Master’s instructions.”
The Horned Demon’s voice took on a tone of unquestionable command.
On the surface, she was a radiant hero of the era who had saved the entire city.
She was the one worshipped by countless people, honored as the Star-Moon Saintess—a noble, holy, and unreachable existence in the eyes of mortals.
But at the same time…
Within the whispers that no one else could hear, she was about to meticulously execute the Horned Demon Master’s orders like a true little slave.
The extreme contrast hit her nerves hard.
This contradictory experience of standing in the clouds, being revered by ten thousand people, yet simultaneously being stepped on and completely controlled by one person.
She clearly felt humiliated… shameful…
But… why did she feel a strange sense of indulgence and excitement deep within her heart?