At Aililan’s signal, the Fulingyangya Estate began to be cleared.
Yarandale kept only those who possessed Virtue Power. The rest—whether they were maids or footmen—were sent away from the estate using plausible excuses.
This was a matter of the Saintess’s prestige. To put it another way, if it were revealed that a Succubus had infiltrated the residence of a Saintess, especially one possessing the Virtue of Chastity, it would be a disgrace.
It was like a thief entering a virgin’s home; no matter how one explained it, there would be gossip. Aililan felt there was no need to let the situation escalate or get caught in a cycle of self-justification.
They arrived at a certain room.
“The Saintess is here!”
“Greetings, Saintess!”
“Lady Saintess, please wait outside for a moment while we conduct a more thorough investigation.”
The people inside were in a slight state of disarray.
Some were searching for traces of the Succubus, some were trying to wake the unconscious little maid, and others were keeping watch. When they finally saw Aililan arrive, they flocked to her like she was their pillar of support, bowing and waiting for instructions.
Aililan stepped into the room and said in a steady tone, “There is no need to panic.”
She was the Saintess.
She was the pillar of support for everyone.
If even she became flustered, her subordinates would become even more lost.
She waved away a few maids who were inspecting the room’s security and trying to convince her not to enter. Aililan then walked to the bedside.
The real maid, Lorisa, looked much more normal. At least she didn’t have the Succubus’s unforgettable, oily, sheep-like backside.
However, she was still an exceptionally beautiful woman. In fact, those who could serve the Saintess were selected from millions through fierce competition. Therefore, whether maid or manservant, few were unsightly.
Aililan reached out and touched the young maid’s forehead.
Even in her sleep, a faint, sweet smile hung on the corner of the maid’s mouth, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, as if she were having a pleasant dream.
‘What kind of dream could it be?’
Aililan knew from personal experience.
But she didn’t say anything. She simply placed her hand on the young maid’s forehead. “I, Aililan, in the name of the Virtue of Chastity, shall dispel this impurity from you.”
One of her powers, the Authority of the Virtue of Chastity, manifested. A force infused with a glimmer of divine light brushed over Lorisa’s body, driving away the filth left by the Succubus.
Wisps of Demonic Aura with a faint, eerie glow emerged from Lorisa’s body and seeped out. Eventually, they gathered into a single drop.
“Saintess!”
Yarandale quickly brought over a box, intending to contain that drop of demonic essence. This kind of thing had the property of corrupting one’s will and inducing depravity. The consequences of it spreading were unthinkable.
“No need.”
Aililan reached out and made a lifting gesture.
Under her Authority of Chastity, that deep, demonic drop immediately exploded into a rain of light. It dissipated completely a moment later, leaving only Aililan’s pure Virtue Power in the room.
Yarandale said in surprise, “Lady Saintess…”
Not just Yarandale, but several of the more experienced maids also looked on with joy, for Aililan had just displayed the power of the Virtue’s Authority.
This meant Aililan had taken a firm step forward on the path of the Virtue of Chastity. They firmly believed that the Saintess they served would one day become a holy and great existence, just like the other Saintesses.
The young maid on the bed woke up slowly.
Upon seeing everyone, she couldn’t help but let out a startled cry, “Ah—!”
Aililan soothed her, “It’s all right now.”
Lorisa stammered, “Saintess, I, I…”
At that moment, Yarandale and several other maids wanted to come over and inspect Lorisa again, even intending to isolate her. After all, if the matter of her being tainted by a Succubus was taken too seriously, Lorisa’s career as a maid would be over.
The young maid was nearly frightened to tears.
Aililan frowned.
“Stand down,” Aililan said softly.
Yarandale was startled and said fearfully, “Yes, Sa… Saintess.”
Aililan stood up and said in a deep voice, “What are you doing? Are you questioning my power of Chastity?”
“Saintess, no, it’s not that, we…”
“Yarandale, in new situations, there are new rules. You are all people I brought from the Holy Land. You should love each other like sisters, and even more so, you should trust and support one another.”
“Saintess, as you wish.”
With that matter settled, it was time to deal with that Succubus.
Returning to the study, several maids were still cautiously wiping every corner. One could see that Ginea was becoming quite impatient. It was obvious she didn’t enjoy doing this kind of work. As a being of the Succubus Lord’s bloodline, she wasn’t truly here to be some maid.
Seeing Aililan return, Ginea greeted her with a smile, “Saintess, you’re back?”
Yarandale and the others almost subconsciously took up a protective stance.
‘Wait, something’s wrong.’
Ginea’s heart sank.
Aililan looked over and said softly, “Should I call you Lorisa, or something else?”
Ginea’s expression changed, and she took a few steps back. “You… Saintess, what are you saying? I don’t understand.”
“You seem quite confident in that sheep tail oil.”
“What sheep tail oil?”
“That backside of yours, pert as a little fat lamb’s. If it isn’t sheep tail oil, what is it?”
*Hmph!* Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Ginea snorted. “Wretched Saintess, when did you find out? But do you think you can catch me just like this? *He-he.*”
Aililan laughed softly. “You can try that sheep tail oil for yourself.”
Ginea got angry. “I am not sheep tail oil… My name is Gi-ne-a. Did you hear that clearly?”
Ginea took another step back.
The disguise on her body faded away, revealing her true form before Aililan.
She had long, curved ram horns on her head, pointed elven ears, and a pair of long, narrow eyes full of seductive charm. Her skin was delicate and pale, and she wore bright red. Between her lips, two small fangs could be seen.
On her back grew a pair of black, fleshy wings.
Her chest was large, her waist thin, and her legs long.
As for her backside… *cough, cough…* Aililan could only say that Succubi were truly creatures born for desire. Every inch of their bodies radiated a powerful aura of lust.
Ginea covered her mouth and chuckled. “Saintess, you don’t really think you’ve got me, do you?”
Aililan looked at her. “I’m not interested in you.”
Ginea giggled. “But I’m very interested in you, Aililan… Become a slave to my desires!”
“You’re a lowly Succubus. You certainly have quite the imagination.”
“Then I’ll just have to beat you to the ground and do this and that to you.” Ginea mentioned a series of unspeakable scenarios and giggled again. “And then you’ll become my plaything.”
The maids were furious upon hearing this.
To insult their Saintess like this—this Succubus was courting death.
Ginea continued her wild boasts, talking about tossing Aililan’s body around and how she would pin Aililan’s legs back.
Aililan listened and felt…?
‘Too lowly. Too foul.’