Chapter 19:Master, we’ve been discovered!

Ten minutes earlier.

Watching the pink-haired girl storming in with a long sword on her back, the innkeeper froze for a moment, his mind a stampede of wild horses—

What the hell?!

Last night just robbed by lunatics, his innocence nearly taken by that pervert, and now another barges in?

“You’re saying you’re looking for a silver-haired, blue-eyed miss?” Setting down his hall-cleaning tools, the innkeeper forced a smile.

“Mm… yes, that’s my princess.”

Suppressing the rising anger in her heart, Phyllis squeezed a smile, trying to sound friendlier: “It’s important, hope you cooperate.”

“This, this…”

The innkeeper immediately started stammering, unsure what to say.

Earlier, following that miss’s instructions, he had knocked when the carriage arrived, but the one who opened the door was completely different…

“Master… ah no, Highness is still resting~ But Highness doesn’t need the ticket anymore, just refund it~ If you disturb again… I’ll kill you~”

The opener was the black-haired girl who had curled in the corner last night, like an innocent lamb.

Now eyeing him with an unsatisfied smile, her gaze full of dangerous predator intent.

He naturally dared not react, nodding and bowing as he hurried away, not daring to think what happened.

“That miss now, now might… timing-wise, might be inconvenient?”

“Where inconvenient?”

Phyllis suddenly raised her voice.

“Nothing nothing nothing…”

After thinking, he decided not to meddle in nobles’ private lives, shaking his head repeatedly: “Second floor, second floor, the largest room at the end.”

Fortunately, the pink-haired girl didn’t make it hard, even bowed thanks after hearing the location, then rushed upstairs with her sword.

And then, the previous scene.

…

Pressing against the door listening for a while, what reached her ears were faint sounds of soft fabric mixing with smooth skin, and increasingly clear licentious noises.

This perverted lustful little princess… actually doing that in broad daylight?!

Unbearable!

Phyllis couldn’t hold it, forcefully pushed the handle forward, the thin wooden door shaking under the impact—

“Aaliyah! You guy, as a princess, even if lustful, have some limits!”

What met her eyes was the amorous scene on the wide velvet bed.

“Ph-Phyllis?!”

Aaliyah had prayed countless times in her heart for someone to save her, but seeing that pink figure burst in, her body still stiffened.

“You, you, you listen to my explanation, it’s not what you think…”

Seeing Phyllis’s face growing worse, Aaliyah hurriedly explained, but was drowned by the girl’s ecstatic moan.

“Master~ Just like this, please punish disobedient Claire more~”

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“M-Master?! What exactly are you two playing?!”

Seeing them about to ignore her and continue immersing in pleasure, Phyllis felt her cheeks burn like fire.

Unable to endure, she finally flashed cold light, drawing her sword.

“Stop right now!”

At these words, Aaliyah felt Claire’s movements pause on her, even the lust-filled purple eyes gaining some clarity.

“Ara~ Master, we’ve been discovered~”

But her words showed no awareness of being caught, instead more excited, smiling at the near-unconscious Aaliyah like reporting good news.

“But Claire thinks this is stimulating too~ Next time, how about in the classroom~”

“Still, still a next time?” Phyllis nearly went mad with anger, stepping forward to pull them apart, but Claire slapped her wrist away.

“Ara~ Master, I seem to remember this annoying woman~”

Claire smiled brightly, unable to hide the sarcasm in her words:

“Too bad, now Master belongs to me alone~ I absolutely won’t let you steal her.”

“What, what do you mean belongs to you alone…”

Flustered by Claire’s brazenness, Phyllis’s voice lowered: “Clearly, clearly I was first…”

Only now, with the close crimson-purple eyes and the faint holy aura on her, did Phyllis finally confirm the person’s identity—

Papal saintess, Claire.

As fellow victims deceived by Aaliyah’s slag behavior last life, eventually backstabbed, Phyllis’s anger toward her instantly dropped.

After all, in her impressions, the saintess was kind, pure, cold—impossible to become like this…

Then only one possibility.

That b*stard Aaliyah, even under hypnosis, unchanged, even satisfying desires by doing that to the saintess again…

Mm, must be.

And just as Phyllis wanted to say more, sounds came from the bed again.

Regaining senses, Claire finally reluctantly got off Aaliyah’s body.

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Lightly flipping her cascading black hair, standing up, smiling brightly at the bewildered Phyllis nearby.

Then looking at the already dazed, death-would-be-better Aaliyah, she spoke first:

“Ara~ This uninvited miss seems anxious~ But no problem, Master seems… out of strength~”

“You… what do you mean?” Phyllis stunned, subconsciously replied.

“This… Master’s rest is up to you~ After all, you seem to care about Master too.”

Lightly picking her pretty brows, Claire finally showed some remembered coldness, words still tiger-wolf: “But Master will never forget me forever, heehee~”

Then bypassing the stunned Phyllis, picking up clothes to dress, after tidying, one last affectionate glance at the bed’s mess where Aaliyah lay corpse-like.

Directly pushed the door out, leaving Phyllis standing by the bed dazed, quite like a bitter main watching the cream puff heroine’s helplessness and confusion.

Why… did it become like this?