A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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An eye that can control time—no wonder it's so highly praised. Even though back then, this eye, or rather, these heterochromatic eyes, were considered a symbol of freakism by the others in the orphanage, she would have gone blind long ago if Saint Karina hadn't intervened.

That stemmed from humanity's rejection of those who were different, and the law of the jungle—the strong bullying the weak. The other priests in the orphanage turned a blind eye to it, only the people of Saint Karina interfered.

"Sister, I don't mean to say I'm not grateful that you kept this eye for me. It's just that I'm all grown up now, and I'm not that easily fooled little girl anymore. I've heard compliments about my looks so many times that my ears are practically calloused."

In other words, Esther was telling Saint Karina that she could no longer be fooled.

You can't change her mind with sweet words alone.

“But Esther, your beauty is beyond doubt, and I have always thought your eyes are very beautiful.”

Saint Karina's fingers touched from her cheek to near her eye, and Esther let her touch her as she pleased.

Soon, Saint Karina, who already had a plan, moved her fingers down and stopped on Esther's lips.

The fingertips were tracing Esther's lips, the gentle touch like a feather tickling her. The fingertips were moist because of the water, and something was melting away like ice and snow, making her heartstrings restless.

Esther, having switched on to her yandere state, experienced a moment of emotional vulnerability. Saint Karina seized this opportunity; the yandere Pope was not invincible, but a powerful attack was needed.

She seemed completely unafraid of the scalpel that moved with her body, treating the blade like a toy.

She leaned in, and just before the kiss, she didn't forget to say something before the main event began.

"Also, Esther, your lips are so glossy and full, they really make me unable to resist."

Unlike the kisses we exchanged as children, where we said good morning and good night, even the most serious person will still be sensitive in certain areas.

Esther wasn't as indifferent or unconcerned as she appeared. She didn't resist being forcibly kissed at all; on the contrary, she enjoyed it.

The little serpent quickly captured the city of Chengguang, and Saint Karina began to conquer and plunder territory within the enemy's city.

Just as she had anticipated, the plan to steal the lips seemed to be a success, with the potential for further progress. Her fingertips first grazed the cleavage, then circled around the area that couldn't be described, arousing a reaction in that skin.

Her skin, which had turned a rosy red from the bathwater, became even more rosy, almost turning into a deeper color.

I reckon she's almost at her limit. But there's a limit to teasing; if you don't go all the way the first time, it'll be harder to make demands later.

Just when she was about to succeed, Saint Karina's nimble fingers passed by her door three times without entering. She looked at Esther with a half-smile, and then distanced herself from her.

"Estelle, now, you don't want me to die, do you?"

Saint Karina's tone was quite confident. When encountering a yandere brat, violence wouldn't work, so the only option was to kiss him awake.

A young, stubborn, and possessive girl experiencing her first love will never be able to let go once she's tasted that wonderful feeling.

Sure enough, the other person couldn't even hold onto the knife anymore; it had long since fallen to the bottom of the pool and disappeared somewhere.

77. The Canary in the Cage

"I really don't want to kill Sister Saint Karina~ But in return, I want to lock you up."

Esther wasn't angry, nor did she care at all where the knife had gone.

"Speaking of which, since we are both from the country of Lorian, why can't you be the Holy Maiden of the Church of Eternity, just as my sister did?"

"Hmm... I suddenly had a great idea. How about locking my sister up here forever, making her my pet and my personal saintess?"

Thus, Saint Karina was imprisoned in a cage where neither holy power nor magic could be used.

The cage is shaped like a canary kept in a gilded cage, like a cage for keeping a mistress. However, it's placed in a room, and this room in the side hall is quite large. The cage looks newly made, and it contains a trace of divine power that seals off the area.

Apart from Pope Esther, no one else could open the portal successfully.

It is a cage, a prison, and also a special area that Esther created for Saint Karina.

This is the yandere pope's overflowing love... If she had known she would end up like this, Saint Karina definitely wouldn't have been tempted by Brenda's milk tea; instead, she would have run away immediately and never wanted to see Esther again.

"Sister Saint Karina... are you awake?"

Instead of using a knife, he used a hand chop to knock Saint Karina unconscious.

She knew very well who the voice belonged to, even though she had just regained consciousness and was still a little confused.

"Well, wake up."

Faced with Esther's infatuated gaze, Saint Karina dared not remain silent.

She was now taking in her surroundings and her situation. She was only covered by a thin sheet, and the robe that had been soaked in the bath had been thrown away by Esther somewhere.

Well, that robe isn't worth much anyway, so let's just throw it away.

Most importantly, her body had completely transformed into that of an ordinary, delicate girl. She could no longer sense any holy or magical power. A cool metal collar now adorned her neck, serving as a reminder of its presence.

Her hands and feet were not unrestrained, as if the person who did this was very confident and believed that she could not escape.

"If you're just going to be a saintess, you don't need to go to this extent, do you?"

Saint Karina said with a pained expression.

Actually, she wasn't that loyal to the Eternal Goddess. In order to survive, she switched her faith to other gods, which wasn't shameful at all.

"I might not actually refuse you... The Eternal God Cult is gone, the Goddess is nowhere to be found, and I am just someone who has awakened for some unknown reason."

"No..."

Just as Saint Karina was about to say something more, a slender, jade-like finger from the root of the tree touched her lips, stopping her from continuing.

“Sister Saint Karina, don’t you understand what I’m doing? I want you to be my personal possession, and not to go out and harm other women.”

"My nose is very sensitive. My sister not only smells like other women, but also like other gods... I can handle women, but I'll try my best with the gods too."

She made some truly terrifying statements; her god-killing remarks were utterly insignificant compared to the yandere's.

The danger was chilling... However, the two were now separated by a few tiles on the sofa, and Santa Karina was curled up on the inside of the large bed, so there was another bed between them, which gave them a slight sense of security.

At this moment, Saint Karina finally noticed that Esther was wearing a blood-red off-the-shoulder long dress with black trim on the pleats and a black ribbon around her neck.

Not only that, Esther's outfit also leans towards a girlish style. Her long golden hair is tied with beautiful bright red flowers, and below the flowers are light green ribbons, which make her look very confident and cute with her heterochromatic eyes.

"Sister Saint Karina, do I... look pretty?"

Esther gave a beautiful smile, almost sickly yet elegant, and it was hard to believe how she managed that crazy energy.

"looks great."

This was practically a death sentence, Saint Karina said, praising him against her will despite her strong survival instincts.

Of course, her reluctance wasn't because Esther wasn't pretty, but because she was dissatisfied with her current situation.

It's unknown what Esther went through after her disappearance, which transformed her from a simple, crybaby girl into the powerful, paranoid, and pathological pope she is today.

From her previous conversations with Esther, we know that after she took control of the country and amassed enough profits, she didn't want to use a dull knife to deceive this aging nation. Instead, she wanted to use the demons and other races to push the Lorian Empire onto the gallows of war and destroy the country.

She's like a little girl whose beloved toy has been destroyed, completely disregarding the lives of ordinary people, wanting only for this aging nation to die, and in the most dramatic way possible.

Ernest VII killed his sister Saint Karina, whom he loved madly, and she was going to destroy what Ernest VII cared about most, the root of her betrayal—the entire Lorian Empire, and all the people, nobles, and even the emperor.

"Hehe...Is it pretty? Then let me move closer so you can take a better look, Sister Saint Karina, how about that?"

As she spoke, Esther put down the thick religious text in her hand, tossing it to the edge of the sofa like trash, stood up, and walked towards the large bed.

Of course, both the sofa area and the bed are included in the area covered by this birdcage made of special material and with exquisite workmanship.

She approached Saint Karina step by step, her pace not fast, in fact, she was deliberately slowing down.

With each step, the little leather boots pounded on the tiled floor, and Santa Karina felt as if she were stepping not on the floor, but on the very tip of her heart.

At this moment, it felt a bit like the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood. Pope Esther was the Big Bad Wolf who took advantage of her and then refused to acknowledge her, while Saint Karina, the Holy Maiden of the Defender of the Nation, was the weak and helpless Little Red Riding Hood, who could only wait like a lamb for the verdict to be delivered in the way the other party preferred to die.

It's probably not a life-threatening crisis, but a crisis of chastity is a much bigger one.

Perhaps, sometimes lying down can be a kind of enjoyment, but Saint Karina, with the qualities of a bad woman, absolutely does not want to admit that she is the bottom, especially the one who was once treated as a younger sister but is now the one in power by Esther.

The scene seemed familiar, and Saint Karina suddenly remembered the many "evil deeds" the mermaid queen had committed against her in the deep sea.

That scene is still vivid in my mind. The current scene is perhaps a replica of that one, except that the woman has changed from a powerful s-queen to a yandere, crazy, and eccentric pope.

As Esther drew ever closer, and the sound of her little leather boots growing ever louder, Saint Karina was suddenly overwhelmed by an indescribable fear, her breathing becoming labored. She feared… her body would be torn to pieces.

78. The Mark of Love

"Sister Saint Karina, why are you trembling? Is my love not pure and strong enough?"

Esther feigned innocence, and if her eyes and expression weren't so sickly, perhaps Saint Karina would have believed her.

The high and mighty saintess was reduced to a caged canary, which endlessly aroused Esther's morbidity.

"You...you shouldn't come any closer."

As Esther reached the bedside, Saint Karina's breathing quickened, and she spoke up to stop her.

She was truly panicked. She couldn't imagine what a madwoman would do when she went crazy. Saint Karina couldn't fathom that such a thing would happen to her. Her heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by something, and she felt an indescribable fear.

“Go ahead and scream, Sister Saint Karina. Actually, I want to tell you that I get even more excited when you're like this. I've wanted to do this to you for a long time. Your body should only bloom for me. And... even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to let you out.”

She had already begun unzipping her red dress, and beneath the slightly open neckline lay a patch of snow-white skin.

"What...what do you want to do to me?"

Saint Karina trembled even more violently.

"Hehe, Sister Saint Karina, you actually know what I want to do, right?"

She had already taken off her little leather boots and climbed onto the bed with a seductive pose.

On the bed was Saint Karina, who wore a collar, though it wasn't locked, but she was as still as prey being stalked by a snake.

Her lips were painted with lipstick, meticulously groomed, and those scarlet lips revealed a breathtakingly beautiful yet morbidly suffocating smile. Esther's hand reached out and caressed Saint Karina's cheek.

“I know this isn’t your first time. It’s a shame. I really wish every first time for you could be with me. So, if I can’t give you an unforgettable night, it will be hard for you to leave a lasting impression.”

She crawled into bed, like unwrapping a carefully presented gift box.

"Actually, you're very excited too, aren't you? Look, you're trembling and have no strength at all, but the water here is flowing nonstop."

The indescribable place is like a faucet that isn't turned off properly; it's been neglected for years, and every time a user touches it, water leaks out intermittently.

The water wasn't ordinary water; it was a viscous, glue-like substance.

"what did you do to me?"

Saint Karina felt a jolt as she was touched in an indescribable place, and she discovered something unusual about her body.

She's an experienced repairwoman. Even if this faucet is a bit faulty and leaks frequently, it's impossible for such a large amount of water to leak out for no reason.

Her legs were soaked by the seeping water, which had splashed onto the spot where she was sitting and then onto her body through contact.

"A little something...good stuff. Something special to make sure Sister Saint Karina enjoys herself even more tonight~"

Esther winked at Saint Karina, then playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Tell me, should I tie you up? Even though you're already at my mercy, tying you up would make Sister Saint Karina look even more humiliated and pitiful."

"Do not……"

Saint Karina immediately shook her head.

She was less willing to agree to anything that excited the other person. The thought of being tied up, pinned down, and forced to do unspeakable things while being made to look like a "V" sign sent chills down her spine.

"hey-hey……"

However, the other party clearly ignored Saint Karina's refusal and took action immediately.

"Sister Saint Karina, don't move around! You should know what happens when you make me angry..."

She issued a direct warning.

Then, Esther used the white silk she had just taken off to tie Saint Karina's hands.

"She looks even more adorable now, as expected of Sister Saint Karina."

With an eye that seemed to appreciate a work of art, she sat directly on Santa Karina's waist.

She was looking down at her own masterpiece with a condescending attitude.

"First, I need to leave my mark on Sister Saint Karina."

Upon hearing the mark, Saint Karina was startled; she was genuinely afraid that the other party might do something impulsive.

Fortunately, she neither took out a knife to leave indelible marks on her body such as names or graphics, nor did she use tattoo needles or other sharp objects to leave scars.

Esther simply showered her with kisses, countless kisses, starting from her lips and moving downwards, kissing every inch of her skin.

In short, these are marks that make it unsuitable to go out and meet people, but they will disappear after a few days of rest.