The Goddess Manor was huge.
It was so large that even if a little maid was replaced, no one would notice immediately.
The succubus Ginea possessed a Senior Lord’s Heart Pulse. She naturally possessed the trait of enchanting people’s minds, allowing her to invisibly make those around her develop a favor toward her.
Ginea hadn’t come here to kill. If a demon were to rashly kill a Saintess, the Church’s entire army would likely march south the very next day to level the Demon Lands.
Therefore, her goal was to seduce the Saintess into falling from grace.
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The night grew deep.
A faint, pinkish mist wafted out from Ginea’s room, scouting the movements within the manor.
It wasn’t until late at night that it was finally her turn to be on duty.
As Ginea passed by Aililan’s room, she stuck out her pink, tender tongue. A drop of succubus saliva fell from the tip, lightly diffusing into the Saintess’s room.
Ginea put on a flirtatious posture and giggled softly, ‘The human Saintess of Chastity? I really want to squeeze a mouthful of sweet milk into your mouth.’
‘Sleep.’
‘Dream.’
‘Dream of what you desire, a dream of no restraint, hehehe.’
Ginea firmly believed that under her seduction, only her own image would remain in the Saintess’s mind. Eventually, the woman would become a slave to her desires.
The Saintess of Chastity?
In front of a succubus, she was nothing.
A succubus’s saliva was far more powerful than the Dream Potion Fina Nisi had previously used on Aililan.
So… indeed, Aililan began to have “good dreams” again. It was in a study bathed in the colors of the sunset, filled with an extremely warm tone. Aililan finally saw the person she had been longing for again: the Goddess of Temperance, Lizberu.
They talked, laughed, discussed academics, and spoke of the affairs of the Light.
Without realizing when it started, the two of them were pressed close together.
The Goddess of Temperance looked a bit bashful. She lowered her head and gave a soft nod, saying, “If it’s my Sister Chastity, then it’s okay…”
Aililan pounced.
The good dream of the night had arrived.
The result was that when she woke up the next day, the Saintess looked radiant, looking as if she had been thoroughly nourished.
Of course, Aililan felt a deep sense of guilt about this. ‘Sister Temperance, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to do that to you, and I didn’t want to squeeze all your… either.’
‘But who told me to have such a dream? In the dream, I was truly helpless. I had no choice.’
‘You are the great Goddess of Temperance; you will surely forgive me, right?’
‘I have sinned.’
‘I am ashamed.’
Words were said, and that was true enough.
But whenever night fell, Aililan would have those terrifyingly “good dreams” again. Once or twice might have been fine, but as the frequency increased, even she began to wonder if there was something wrong with her.
As the Saintess of Chastity, although desire was a trial, it shouldn’t be like this every single night, right?
Aililan’s slightly distracted appearance caused the corner of a serving maid’s mouth to twitch upward.
The succubus Ginea saw the Saintess’s state of mind and figured she seemed a bit out of it.
All of this was her own handiwork. Over the past few days, she had been constantly trying to show her face in front of Aililan. She firmly believed that under the invisible influence of her innate charm, the Saintess’s head was now likely filled with nothing but obscene matters.
Ginea couldn’t help but scoff inwardly, ‘I thought the Saintess of Chastity would be so holy. In the good dreams I gave her, those lovely legs of hers probably don’t even know how high they’ve been propped up!’
But what annoyed her was…
Wasn’t this Saintess a bit too good at pretending?
Several days had passed, and she was still being treated like an ordinary maid.
Ginea lightly touched her own cheek. Although this was the appearance of the maid she was impersonating in the manor, Aililan still ignored her. This made her feel somewhat defeated.
Ginea’s nature was half-calculating.
She felt she might have found the reason. Aililan was, after all, the human Saintess of Chastity. How could she possibly show it on the surface?
It was fine. A succubus would take the initiative.
Ginea took a deep breath. Suddenly, “Ouch!” The fake maid suddenly clutched her stomach, putting on a pained expression in front of the Saintess.
Aililan was confused for a moment and cast a suspicious gaze over. “Hmm?”
Ginea acted panicked and hurriedly explained, “I apologize, Saintess. Please forgive my rudeness. My body suddenly feels a bit unwell.”
Ginea looked up, her eyes meeting Aililan’s.
She expected Aililan to come over and show some concern, and then the two would have a chance for physical intimacy. And then?
However, Aililan only frowned and said, “Unwell? Then you should go down and rest first.”
Ginea froze. “Huh?”
Aililan’s frown deepened. “What do you mean ‘huh’? Hurry up and go rest. You’ve been acting dazed for a while now, you maid.”
Ginea: (O_O)
How was this different from the scenario she imagined?
Weren’t they supposed to get close, and then she would easily take down this Saintess?
Ginea gave a response. “Understood. Okay then.”
She turned around and slowly walked away. Her swaying slender waist and hips caught Aililan’s eyes for a moment.
To be honest, her biggest impression of this maid was probably those buttocks that looked as inviting as tail-fat. Aililan felt they probably wouldn’t lose to Sister Temperance’s.
Damn it. Why was her head full of that maid’s tail-fat buttocks?
After she left, Aililan summoned the Head Maid Yarandale and gave her a lecture. “You need to care more for those beneath you. Don’t let them be sick without even knowing it. The people in the manor must be harmonious. Do you understand?”
Yarandale said moved, “Yes, Saintess.”
Aililan pulled a bag of gold from a drawer and tossed it over. “Everyone has been in Dostest for a long time. Take this gold and distribute it to the servants. Go buy some gifts for them… and don’t forget the cooks’ side.”
Aililan firmly believed that if she treated the servants well, they would repay her with loyalty.
Especially the cooks—they could absolutely not be offended. Otherwise, who knew if they might put something in her food one day?
When the Head Maid went back to distribute the rewards, cheers erupted throughout the manor.
In contrast, the succubus Ginea was feeling a bit emo.
Ginea couldn’t figure out where she had gone wrong. Although she was still a virgin—which was an anomaly among succubi—charming humans should be as easy as breathing, right?
Over the next few days, Ginea looked for every opportunity to get close to the Saintess.
Ginea did indeed leave a deep impression on Aililan. But what she failed to realize was that the person Aililan saw in her good dreams wasn’t this fake maid at all, but her Sister Goddess of Temperance.
Aililan was always in a state of “painful pleasure.”
The pleasure in the good dreams was matched by the shame she felt upon waking.
As for her impression of the maid, Ginea, it was… she was indeed quite good-looking and beautiful.
Aililan already had a bit of a stereotypical impression of this maid who frequently appeared in her sight. Specifically, her buttocks were just like tail-fat.
Ginea = Tail-fat.