Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

"..."

Let the world be destroyed, the silent Avro thought.

She couldn't judge the thoughts of Her Royal Highness, it was like the jumping wind, not following any form, making it impossible to guess.

Her Royal Highness was obviously the one who insulted her by wearing the collar, so why did she end up like this?

She sighed, a faint sigh, a compromise that was hard to guess.

"Forget it, let's ask a question."

"Ah."

Grace nodded.

Is this guy making a fool of himself?

Such an idea suddenly popped into his mind, and Avro continued to observe Grace's expression with hesitation.

But it's a pity that there is no expression on her face, and there is no flaw at all.

"Why...why do you want me to wear a collar?"

Avro asked this question almost without any hope.

"I told you before."

"Before?"

Avro's eyes diverged as she tried to recall the details of her previous interactions with Her Royal Highness.

Finally, she thought of herself being pressed against the wall, and then Her Royal Highness shamelessly said a lot of nonsense.

Her brows were furrowed, and a look of deep disgust almost took over her delicate cheeks.

"You... mean that you fell into darkness, and that I am your only treasure?"

To be honest, these words are quite explosive when looking at the entire Ryan Empire.

"Ah."

But——Her Royal Highness actually admitted it frankly, even put down the blanket and stood up from the chair.

She approached with an aggressive look in her eyes.

I didn't feel the joy of being loved, nor did I feel disgusted with this emotion, but I felt overwhelmed.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Avro couldn't help but confirm it again.

"is this real?"

After looking at each other for three seconds, Grace confirmed that the nun's pupils were undergoing landslides, and then replied seriously,

"fake."

8. Establish the majesty of the master

"you!"

It was obvious that she felt being teased, and Avro's face suddenly became a little embarrassed. She even felt that all her good intentions were given to a wolf with blank eyes.

Avro took a step back, his eyes gradually became colder, and his tone was slightly sullen.

"Your Highness, it's not fun to make jokes now. I believe in the goddess, and I am kind in my heart, but I am not here to be trampled on by you."

This is already a clear warning statement.

But Grace just put down the blanket and adjusted the collar of her fluffy cloak slightly to maintain her elegance.

Her eyes gradually changed from aggression to relaxation. She looked into Avro's eyes and raised questions as if discussing academic issues:

"I'm not joking. Do you think these words are normal?"

It was as if she was not aware of Avro's defensive posture at all.

"My purpose is only you, and then there is nothing more...and I don't like to tell lies."

Talking nonsense again.

Avro frowned in annoyance.

Own?Let herself wear the collar. Of course the princess's goal is herself.

But being deceived once is excusable, being deceived twice is kindness, and being deceived a third time is stupidity.

Avro would no longer believe any ambiguous words from the girl in front of him.

She tugged on the collar around her neck. The leather binding her slender neck softly adhered to her skin, as if it were nothing and had little impact on her senses.

But Afro was still very annoying. She said impatiently:

"Can this collar be taken off? Although others can't see it, I hate it."

"No."

Grace flatly refused, holding her chin with her long index finger.

She looked at it for a while, but there was a hint of concern in her cold voice.

"If you feel uncomfortable, hang a gemstone in the middle and turn it into a necklace. You can also use it as an ornament. This is also very popular among nobles recently."

The eyes were as clear as a spring in summer, making it impossible to sense any malice. For a moment, Avro thought that Her Royal Highness seemed to be sincerely thinking about herself.

But this is obviously false.

So annoying.

Avro felt that her heart was being squeezed tightly by Her Royal Highness, and she clearly had too many secrets and things that she should tell herself, but she didn't say a word.

I only know how to do Tai Chi and say useless things.

The fire in his chest seemed to be ignited in an instant. Avro stamped his feet and asked anxiously,

"Do you think I put on the collar because I surrendered to power? Your Royal Highness, do you know that you were about to die at that time!"

Grace's mood was as calm as a lake, and she nodded politely to thank her.

"I know, thank you, Miss Avro."

"But you have to wear the collar...I can't take it off now."

Grace's softened gentleness only made Afro feel discouraged.

She couldn't take it off. Was it because she couldn't or didn't want to?

Avro was almost knocked unconscious by Grace's combination of punches.

Is Her Royal Highness playing a trick on herself, or is this her true nature?Or maybe she really has some secrets that she can't tell others.

"why!?"

Avro asked in confusion, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with eager and sharp eyes.

"Is it a magic item? Why must it be worn? How long should it be worn? Shouldn't Her Royal Highness give an explanation?"

It was as if when I was with Grace, I was like boiling water, and the anger in my mind was bubbling, just waiting for the right time to completely explode.

Hateful when teasing, fragile when sleeping, and domineering when forced, which one is the real Royal Highness?

Avro wants to know.

"I don't have the ability to unlock it now. I have to wait until later."

After speaking calmly, Grace lowered her head, her slender and curled eyelashes casting a shadow on her cheeks.

And she seemed to be trapped in this lightless shadow, gently saying goodbye,

"Of course, if there is a future..."

Why do you look so lonely and unable to see the future?

There is absolutely nothing we can do against her! !

Avro closed her eyes in annoyance. The nun's chest rose and fell. She took a deep breath, feeling helpless and angry. There was always a burning fire in her chest.

Could it be that he was really coerced by some unknown entity?

Otherwise, why would you show such a lonely look?

Forget it.

Now...as long as my brother is fine, it will be fine. As for Her Royal Highness, who can't see through it, she won't care about her life or death next time.

She felt that since she didn't have the emotional intelligence to figure out what Her Royal Highness was thinking, she didn't have the time to dwell on it anymore.

Avro completely gave up the confrontation, and her golden hair drooped along the concave and convex contours of the woman. Her waist, which had always been straight, now bowed loosely.

She leaned against the wall helplessly, covered her sight with her palms in a broken state, and compromised with Grace,

"Forget it, I've finished asking my questions. I hope you can solve my brother's problem as soon as possible."

Now, it's finally Grace's turn to ask questions in a turn-based manner.

She actually wanted to ask some specific details about the poisoning, but before she could speak, a familiar mechanical sound sounded.

[Saint Avro is bound to the ring of reason, but the forced method causes her to have an overly extreme view of you. 】

[Loyalty is the key to tameness. 】

[Please choose the route you want to take this week in terms of physical taming and mental surrender. 】

[And please complete the route to 30%. Tip, Avro needs to be at least somewhat dependent on you. 】

The untimely reminders and mandatory requirements at the wrong time made Grace feel a little unhappy.

She resisted this emotion and chose [Spiritual Surrender] almost without thinking.

For no other reason than Grace doesn't like having too much physical contact with others.

Body taming is a peach-colored line at first glance.

And close contact with others makes it easier to build close relationships.

Grace once fell into despair.

The kind-hearted relatives, with eyes full of desire and shrewdness, used threats to carve up the last value of his father after his death.

She left her back to her close friends who were in the same boat, but on the eve of dawn, she was betrayed by the person she trusted the most, and all her efforts were in vain.

After experiencing an unforgettable betrayal, it is difficult for her to believe in any form of emotion, and she does not like to have closer intimate contact.

What's more, now she is also deceiving Afro with lies.

【confirming……】

[The route of spiritual surrender has been determined. Please let Avro's world be shattered and regarded as your spiritual belief. 】

[Current task: Please establish your majesty as a master. 】

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A new perverted xp has been awakened.

After thinking about it, if Grace is the master of this relationship, then Afro will be the surrender of this relationship.

When the master himself is very abstinent and even resists close contact, the submissive's mind will feel crazy!

The more taboo it is, the more you want to take it apart, and the more conservative it is, the more you want to take off her coat and see what kind of beauty is underneath.

If things go on like this, do you feel like you are just playing?

feel good

9. Question

Consider yourself spiritual?

This coincides with Grace's original idea.

But there can only be one belief, so now she just needs to defeat her former belief.

only……

Grace looked at the kind-hearted Afro with some hesitation, her smooth curved jaw slightly raised, and her white palms raised high to cover her beautiful eyes.