A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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As the underwater activities continued, Violet couldn't see how Santa Karina's fingers moved and shifted. Unless, of course, she came close enough to see her.

"Where is the shamelessness? I'm just enjoying myself. Once you experience the pleasure, you'll thank me."

Saint Karina's voice was seductive, gradually leading the little black cat astray.

The other woman had never tried this kind of thing before, and was completely blank in terms of both emotions and experience. After her female advantage was taken advantage of, she became dazed and confused as Saint Karina began to use her techniques. She could only follow Saint Karina's rhythm and had no desire or strength to resist.

"But...but Vera will see it..."

Phoebe was still putting up a last stand. A sliver of reason told her what she would gain today, and what more important things she would lose.

That was something Phoebe had cherished until adulthood; it shouldn't be taken away by a bad woman.

She deserves a more devoted girl, but there are too many things in this world beyond one's control. From the moment she fell into Saint Karina's hands, how things unfolded was no longer Phoebe's control, but depended on Saint Karina's mood and what Saint Karina wanted to do.

"Hehe... Don't worry, she can't see it..."

There are only two kinds of experiences: zero times or countless times. Saint Karina chose countless times, and she wanted more.

It's more fun to tease cute girls. As for pity, what does that have to do with her being a bad woman?

316. Taking care of a kitten

"But this is so shameful, do we really have to do this?"

"Oh, my little kitty, you have no right to resist. You know that..."

Saint Karina chose her, not so that she could refuse.

In fact, under Santa Karina's excellent hands, Phoebe has gradually begun to enjoy it.

The atmosphere is perfect; it's spacious and deserted, and the weather is great. It would be a real shame to leave without enjoying it.

"I'll help you relieve your sore muscles. Okay?"

Saint Karina spoke in a conciliatory tone, but her hands never stopped moving.

"How to help?"

Phoebe still held onto a sliver of hope; she could already vaguely guess what had happened.

"Like your private area. All those embarrassing places, the parts you can't even get touched at massage parlors, I can help you with that!"

Saint Karina placed her fingertip on Phoebe's back, and then the path followed the water down to her lumbar spine, and further down was the back garden.

It was a very secluded and deep place, more relaxing than the babbling brooks, but still a very shameful place for Phoebe.

"No...no there, please don't, meow..."

She tried to break free and escape, but her body was too limp to move.

She could feel the hardness of Saint Karina's fingertips, and while she was afraid, a strange sense of anticipation also arose in her heart.

"Meow meow..."

Then, that finger ventured into the mysterious back garden, lingering there.

Phoebe felt a sense of fulfillment she had never experienced before in her feline life. Her brain trembled, her soul quivered. A tingling, electric sensation coursed through her body.

"See, aren't you comfortable and enjoying yourself now? I told you, you'll like this feeling."

Saint Karina's devilish whispers rang in Phoebe's ears once more.

As she moved, her fingers performed various intricate techniques, while also trying to numb Phoebe's soul.

"Meow... I don't know, meow, it's so comfortable. I can't think straight, meow..."

Phoebe spoke in a sweet voice, with a cute cat-like trailing tone.

This novel feeling was also a first for Saint Karina. It was also her first time having contact with the Asian cat tribe.

"Hehe. This is something to celebrate, and I'm glad you're happy. That's a compliment to me."

Seeing Phoebe's irresistible urge to respond to her, the way her hips swayed, Santa Karina knew that the other person's experience wouldn't be bad.

"That's why I said using hot springs is so convenient. You can even skip the lubricant..."

Taking care of kittens at a hot spring is just like cooking.

For example, St. Karina really loves shredded pork with green peppers. The method is the same as stir-fried pork with chili peppers, nothing complicated, making it perfect as a classic dish, and the taste is good enough.

The ingredients you need are 5-6 green chili peppers, half a red chili pepper, a handful of shredded pork, a pinch of shredded ginger, a teaspoon of soy sauce, and appropriate amounts of salt and MSG.

The cleaning process is also very convenient. Simply wash the bell peppers, remove the stems and seeds, and cut them into diagonal strips about 8 centimeters long.

Marinate the shredded meat with cornstarch, 1 teaspoon of oil, and soy sauce.

Next, heat the oil over medium heat, add shredded ginger and shredded meat and stir-fry until cooked. Add shredded red and green chili peppers, stir-fry evenly, then immediately add salt and MSG, turn off the heat and mix well.

When making this dish, Santa Karina had a tip: if the bell peppers are stir-fried for too long, they will lose their spiciness once they soften.

So, if you like it spicy, stir-fry it quickly to retain the spiciness and crispness of the bell peppers. If you don't like it too spicy, stir-fry it for a longer time. If you prefer it mild and crisp, you can add a little vinegar and sugar while stir-frying.

Besides this, Saint Karina also makes another of her signature dishes to take care of demi-humans like cats, who have a strong carnivorous appetite. That dish is minced meat stew.

This method is also very simple. You only need to prepare 100 grams of minced meat, 1 small bundle of vermicelli (about 30 grams), 300 grams of bok choy, a little minced ginger, 1 teaspoon each of salt, MSG, and soy sauce.

First, soak the glass noodles until softened and drain them. Then, cut off the roots of the bok choy, wash and drain it, and cut it into small pieces about 3 centimeters long.

Heat the oil, add minced meat, minced ginger, and soy sauce, stir-fry until cooked through, then add bok choy and stir-fry until softened. Add a few drops of sesame oil.

Cover the pot and simmer over low heat for 2 minutes. Add salt and MSG, stir well, and turn off the heat.

And just like that, the delicious and flavorful braised minced meat is ready.

"I...I know you won't let me go because you want to monitor me. You want me to change my ways, but that's just your side of the story. I know you want me to be that brave, silly girl's companion."

I bet you won't stay with that silly hero forever. A powerful mage like you probably isn't the kind of person who's obsessed with defeating the Demon King. That kind of guy only exists in swordsmen who only have muscles on their heads. I'm a mage too, look how clever I am.

Don't be too happy yet, we...we've failed. It just went too smoothly, and we got careless. Also, the reason we decided to stay is because you're really suitable to raise us and take care of cats..."

Phoebe spoke at length. Although she had been stripped of some of her thinking abilities because of Saint Karina's fingers, she still managed to figure out the cause and effect, and what Saint Karina wanted her to do by keeping her.

She remembered what Saint Karina had once said to Vera with righteous indignation:

"If we release the kitten now, we'll get back what we lost. But that won't be enough to appease her, and it won't punish her enough to encourage her to do it again. That's not good for a girl who wants to be a brave person. You should teach her a real lesson! I'll help you in this process."

So, I won't let this kitten leave so easily. I'll keep her with us until she fully understands and changes her way of life.

At least... that's what Saint Karina said in public.

The truth is, something changed after entering the hot spring, altering its nature.

That's right, the three of them are currently soaking in a hot spring. Surrounded by clear hot spring water and rising steam, it's very warm, but things are taking an unexpected turn.

Rather than roughhousing and playing, Santa Karina prefers to tease her kitten with her fingers, feeling the kitten's body temperature and moisture.

"Let's take this opportunity to relax and release all the pent-up stress. Nobody's coming here, hehe..."

"You can't just laugh it off, can you? You're still holding onto my cleavage while the other one's still exploring the secret trials of the back garden..."

Phoebe couldn't help but complain to herself.

She was too timid to utter a sound; she did want to be angry with Saint Karina. But she couldn't, because Saint Karina had done just too well.

She took excellent care of her back garden, keeping every inch neat and tidy, with great care and attention.

317. Mercenary Guild

Under Santa Karina's meticulous care, Phoebe reached her peak.

"Meow meow..."

These hands have become Phoebe's curse.

"Hehe, little kitty, your meow is so sweet. Your face is all red, and your eyes are full of tears of pleasure."

"You know what? My hands are completely wet..."

Saint Karina's smile was very silver-tongued.

"We...we get wet because...because we're soaking in the hot spring...we won't get wet for other reasons."

Phoebe stubbornly refused to admit it.

"Oh, really? That's a shame. Hehe."

Santa Karina deliberately drew out the last syllable of her voice, her breath warm and gentle against Phoebe's ear. At this distance, Phoebe could feel the warm air brushing against her ear, causing goosebumps to rise on her neck.

It was a shivering, pleasurable reaction, but Santa Karina didn't call her out on it and withdrew her hand.

Because Vera had already arrived, Saint Karina pulled her hand away and simultaneously created some distance.

"What were you doing, getting so close together just now?"

"Oh, Violet. This little kitten just said she was punished for too long during the day and her whole body aches, so I'm giving her a massage."

Saint Karina made up an excuse.

Violet didn't understand any of this, and she wasn't afraid of being exposed.

"How about it, Violet? Would you like me to give you a massage too?"

Saint Karina grinned mischievously, her eyes gleaming as she appraised Violet's feminine advantages, scrutinizing her thoroughly with undisguised eyes.

Violet could feel Saint Karina's gaze. She didn't feel uncomfortable; instead, she felt hot all over and ran away embarrassedly.

"No, no need..."

Next up was the proper hot spring experience.

After the three enjoyed themselves for an hour, Saint Karina used teleportation magic to bring them to a spot not far from the entrance of the Mercenary Guild.

"Why mercenaries? Shouldn't they be adventurers?"

"Adventurers are too troublesome. There are too many levels, which is not suitable for training you and this team. As long as I, the guild leader, am capable, the Mercenary Guild can take on all kinds of missions, as long as the employer is willing."

Adventurers and mercenaries are not the only paths; you must progress through the ranks from white, iron, bronze, silver, gold, and so on, from low to high, before you can receive quests.

This ensured the survival rate of adventurers by reviewing the difficulty of the tasks and assigning them to adventurers, but this was too troublesome.

Saint Karina didn't have that much time to train the heroes; she wanted to do her own thing.

The Mercenary Guild has two floors, and the sign at the entrance features an image of gold coins and money bags. This fits the stereotype of mercenaries: money is everything, and they'll do anything for it.

The gates were wide open, and the interior was bustling with activity. Mercenaries of all kinds moved about, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts. They were men and women, of many ages and races, but most were human.

Saint Karina, along with Vera and Phoebe, bypassed the group and went straight to the reception desk.

"Miss, mercenary registration."

"Hello, welcome to the Mercenary Guild. I am Lulu Yell, and it's a pleasure to welcome you and serve you."

A human woman wearing silver-rimmed glasses gave a friendly smile and answered in a formulaic manner.

However, her attitude was very pleasant, and it wasn't a rigid, formulaic one.

"Can I know your names? Mercenary registration requires basic names or code names; the guild won't handle the rest."

In other words, even wanted criminals can accept mercenary missions.

Unlike adventurers' guilds, which require identification to confirm a person's legal citizenship before registering them as an adventurer of the initial rank, guilds assess their progress based on quest completion, such as quest level and number of quests completed. Only after accumulating a certain number of quests can an adventurer be leveled up.

It's a rather rigorous process, unlike the more casual approach of the Mercenary Guild. An adventurer's character is also considered during the evaluation and recorded in their file.

Even so, there are still many places where mercenaries are needed. There are many situations that require people who operate in the gray area.

"Code names, please. Hero, White Rabbit, Black Cat. Just register them like that."

The codename for the hero was given to Violet. The rest were given based on hair color and physical characteristics; Saint Karina chose the rabbit for herself and gave Phoebe the codename black cat.

"Alright, Brave Warrior, White Rabbit, Black Cat. I'll register you now. Next, would you like to have your strength assessed? That way, I can provide you with mercenary guild commissions, which you can accept as needed."

"Thank you for your help. You can test mine first."

So the receptionist left her seat and led Saint Karina and the other two to the room behind her.

It was a gladiator arena, the room was empty except for some common weapons. It was probably for newcomers who hadn't brought weapons, or for dealing with situations where weapons broke. The room was about three or four hundred square meters, similar to a dojo room in Japan.

This isn't a small room; having such an empty space in the city just for testing is almost a luxury.

However, these houses all belong to the Mercenary Guild. The guild is wealthy and powerful, so this small amount of land is nothing to them. Moreover, the Mercenary Guild in this city is just the headquarters of the Mercenary Guild, with branches located in various cities.

The examiner in charge of the test was a burly man with a scar on his face; he looked menacing. This was the typical impression one gets of mercenaries.