Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

"Hey, I hope it will be open tomorrow..."

"Hmph, forget about tomorrow. I doubt it'll be open again this time. Did you hear about the person who fell into the big cave and died instantly? It's full of monsters and miasma. It's dangerous even to approach. If you fall in there, you won't hear any sound."

"Ah? Really fake?"

"Really? I've encountered that big hole before. Now the underground palace is full of that kind of stuff. I heard there's a problem with the underground palace's rating. This underground palace should have been a second-level underground palace."

"I've seen that one too..."

Harold Randolph glanced over secretly. Compared to the content of their conversation, he first discovered that there was not much magic ore in the other person's package, just like his own. The largest piece was only as thick as a thigh. Harold Randolph looked at the other person's neck again and saw a bronze medal.

He hesitated for a moment and did not leave the guild. Instead, he walked around the rest area and eavesdropped on other people's conversations. Soon, he was surprised to find that almost all adventurers were complaining. Many people did not gain much, but encountered a lot of monsters.

"It turns out I'm not that miserable."

Harold Randolph suddenly realized that it was not his problem, but that there were indeed not many things in the underground palace, and now the underground palace was sealed, many people had lost their money, and some even died.

He suddenly felt balanced, even in a better mood.

"Hey, Randolph, what are you looking at here? You have nothing in your hands. You haven't got anything, have you?"

Someone saw Randolph and laughed.

Harold Randolph snorted unhappily. "I didn't get much, but neither did you. You've been running around all day, and this is all you got. What's there to be proud of?"

"Ha, you're really open-minded. Don't be jealous."

"Why would I be jealous of you? I'm leaving."

The other party burst into laughter, and Harold Randolph turned and left.

Harold Randolph didn't want to stay with these people who were waiting to laugh at him, so he was about to leave the guild. At this moment, he saw a familiar person walking towards him. It was the nun with the gold medal badge - he swore that he would never forget this person's face.

He suddenly didn't want to leave anymore, and decided to watch the joke of this so-called gold medal.

However, there was a crisp clang sound, and the counter was suddenly covered with a small mountain of magic ore. Harold Randolph was stunned, and so were the adventurers around him.

"Ah, these are just a part of it. Let's take stock first."

He heard the nun say.

Ah this?

Why so many?

Harold Randolph was completely stunned, and seemed to be roaring in his heart.

Not only him, many people were also stunned.

After Elsa and Vivian settled their points, they left quickly. All the adventurers looked at the direction they left with envy and sighed. Among them, Filia Livlet, dressed in a white robe, looked at the direction Elsa and Vivian left, turned around silently and prepared to leave.

When the nun refused the invitation to form a team, she said she planned to travel alone, but in the end she formed a team with a young girl. This was not the first time that Filia had encountered such a thing, and she had long been accustomed to it.

After all, she is a half-elf, so it is normal that she is not liked.

Filia thought.

At this moment, the voice of the counter lady suddenly came from behind.

"Everyone, please stay! The Lord's Mansion has issued an urgent commission, hiring Silver Medal and above adventurers to join the fight against the remnants of the Demon King's army with a high reward. The gathering place is the underground palace! The time is tomorrow morning. Adventurers who are interested in participating, please come here and sign up in an orderly manner!"

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44. Elsa is taking a bath

It was dark when Elsa and Vivian returned to the monastery.

Elsa walked in front, while Vivian followed quietly behind her, occasionally glancing at her back. The quiet moonlight spread over their shoulders and sprinkled on their footprints.

Vivian has been feeling uneasy since she came back from the guild... no, it should be said that she has been feeling uneasy since she had bread with Aisha.

A glimpse of that beauty would appear in front of her eyes from time to time, and Vivian found that her eyes had been fixed on Elsa's lips. She began to notice that Elsa's pointed fangs were exposed when she spoke and laughed, and she began to notice that Elsa's lips were a beautiful color. She looked at Elsa and began to imagine Elsa smiling in front of her, slightly parting her lips and revealing the tip of her tongue.

"I did get some results today, but it's a shame I didn't encounter many monsters... How was it? It's my first time going to the underground palace today. How was it?"

Elsa asked Vivian the last sentence with a smile.

Aisha's voice brought Vivian back to her senses. She subconsciously looked away and lowered her brows, only to find that her chest was beating violently.

"I feel fine... It's all because... Aisha is here, so..."

Vivian raised her eyes.

She didn't know why she had to emphasize the latter sentence, she just wanted to say it, so she said it. However, when her eyes met Aisha's, her gaze unconsciously moved to her lips, and Vivian was speechless again.

"Ah, I'm finally back."

Back in the dormitory, Aisha leaned her spear against the wall, quickly took off her headscarf, and loosened her clothes, which made Vivian's eyes fixed on her.

"Tsk, it smells a bit like blood." Elsa sniffed her shoulder, looked at Vivian and suggested, "Let's take a shower together!"

"Oh……"

Vivian was still looking at the subtle lines of Elsa's chest and answered subconsciously before she reacted.

"what??"

……

Vivian still followed Elsa to the bathhouse nervously.

The bathhouse used by nuns is divided into two parts. The front is the entrance, where wooden baskets and racks for clothes are placed, making it convenient to place clothes and other items. Inside is the bathing area.

Perhaps because it was quite late, there were only a few people around when Elsa and Vivian arrived.

At this moment, Vivian stood uncomfortably in front of the clothes rack, undressing her clothes bit by bit with careful hands, and occasionally stole glances to her side - Elsa had taken off her outer clothes, and underneath her neat nun's uniform was a thin petticoat, outlining the girl's soft curves and also catching Vivian's gaze.

This feeling came again - just like when she watched Elsa gently bite the bread, an indescribable and inexplicable excitement was hitting Vivian's mind at this moment, making it impossible for her to take her eyes off Elsa.

It wasn't there when I took a shower yesterday.

But today is completely different.

In fact, Vivian didn't understand what that feeling was, nor did she know why she suddenly wanted to take a closer look at Elsa's body. She didn't know why she was interested in Elsa's body, but after coming to the bathhouse, she was already doing so by the time she noticed it.

Then it got out of control.

Elsa's skin was so white, from her neck, which looked like pouring milk, to her slender shoulders and arms, and her tight, soft waist. When Elsa took off her clothes, she could smell the faint fragrance wafting from the humid mist with just a slight tilt of her nose.

Vivian swallowed unconsciously, her eyes moving down from Aisha's neck.

Unlike Vivian's curvy figure, although Elsa is a little taller than Vivian, she is surprisingly slender. The proportions from her head and neck to her waist and legs are just right. From her shoulders and neck to her waist and legs, she is full of the hazy feeling of a budding girl.

Vivian stole a glance and felt her heart squeezed in her throat, even her breathing became rapid.

When Elsa raised her hand to take off her petticoat, Vivian's eyes almost popped out. She could almost look into Elsa's sleeves, but she failed - Elsa turned around and walked into the bathhouse halfway through taking off her petticoat, casually throwing the petticoat into the basket, leaving Vivian with only a smooth and white back.

"Vivian, I'll go in first."

Aisha's voice came.

"O-okay...I'll be there soon!"

Vivian tried to make her voice sound more natural to hide her panic, but her eyes never left Elsa's back. Elsa's back was also very beautiful, with smooth shoulders, just the right soft lines, white and clean, just like today's cream...

Vivian looked straight at Elsa more and more boldly until the mist blurred her glasses. She quickly took them off and wiped them. When she looked again, Elsa had already walked into the bathroom.

——I still feel unsatisfied.

Perhaps this is what "friends" are. It turns out that wanting to understand friends is such an anxious, yet exciting and happy feeling...

but……

The more Vivian wanted to get closer to Elsa, the more worried she became.

If, if she wasn't chosen as the Saint Sister, would she be separated from Elsa? If word got out that she was the witch's daughter, would Elsa abandon her? Just like the people in the town had done.

Her mother told her that not all people outside were like that.

But Vivian didn't dare to gamble.

Her heart was in turmoil, and Vivian sighed at her surging emotions - she felt that she might be thinking too much, but she couldn't help but care, because Aisha was the first and only person who called her a "friend".

"Vivian, come in quickly, there might not be any hot water soon."

"Oh, it's coming..."

When Elsa's voice came, Vivian shook off the worries in her heart, quickly folded her clothes and put them on the hanger, and prepared to go in, but her eyes were fixed on the things in front of her - the nun's clothes that Elsa placed on the hanger, the petticoat hanging next to the basket, and the boots and stockings that Elsa placed aside.

Vivian's eyes widened and she swallowed hard - when she noticed it, she had already grabbed the petticoat that Aisha had left next to the basket.

It was so soft and smooth, and seemed to be a relatively expensive silk material. The feeling in her hand was wonderful, and she could feel the residual warmth when her fingertips and palms brushed over it. Vivian knew that it was Elsa's body temperature, the temperature absorbed from Elsa and her skin.

This is... the clothing Elsa wears under her nun uniform, something she wears next to her skin...

There seemed to be another voice in her heart urging her and tempting her.

My breathing became extremely hot, my cheeks became hot, and my heartbeat was pounding, covering up the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Is Elsa taking a bath now?

She won't come.

and so……

As if possessed by a ghost, Vivian lowered her head, picked up the white petticoat, and sniffed it gently.

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45. Vivian taking a bath

Perhaps because of a day's activities, Elsa was sweating a little. The smell on the petticoat was completely different from what she had felt during the day. The rich fragrance filled her chest, a little damp and hot. The tip of her nose pressed against the fabric of the petticoat and slowly rubbed the smooth petticoat. It was so warm... It was a different smell from the woods and from her mother's body. It was a scent that belonged only to Elsa.

Vivian felt that she was having trouble breathing, so she took a breath. She felt her breath mixing with Elsa's scent, and the moist and hot fragrance penetrated her nostrils. It was as if something was filling her body, tearing at her heartbeat, and an unspeakable impulse spread throughout her limbs.

Smells so good...

This is Elsa's scent. Sure enough, the smell directly from her clothes is different. So... what would it smell like if I were to get close to Elsa's body...

Thinking of this, Vivian's heart began to beat wildly.

Do you want……

Taste what it tastes like...

Vivian bit her lips lightly, slowly opened them, and let the tip of her small tongue move out——

"Vivian?"

At this moment, Elsa's voice came from the bathroom, scaring Vivian so much that she bit her tongue.

"Well……"

The taste of blood spread on the tip of her tongue. She didn't care about anything else and turned her head stiffly - fortunately, Aisha didn't appear there, which made Vivian breathe a sigh of relief.

If Aisha saw me now, she would definitely hate me... like a pervert...

Vivian suddenly felt timid for no reason. She quickly put Aisha's petticoat away and walked inside.

"I, I'm coming..."

Her voice became a little slurred.

When she came into the shower room, her glasses were immediately covered by a white mist and she couldn't see anything clearly. She had to take off her glasses reluctantly.

"I'm over here."

Aisha's voice came, and Vivian followed the voice to Aisha's side. She saw Aisha with her back to her, and her graceful curves hit her blurred vision.

"The water here is so comfortable. In fact, the monastery I stayed in before didn't have such a convenient bathing place. Back then, I had to fetch hot water myself."

Aisha said with a smile as she wiped her body.

Vivian didn't dare to answer because her tongue was sore and her voice would definitely sound strange if she spoke. She carefully calmed her excitement and came to Elsa's side to start washing her body.

The shower room was divided into many small rooms by many drooping curtains. There was a thin curtain between Vivian and Elsa. Vivian secretly glanced at Elsa's body through the gap in the curtain, but unfortunately, she didn't have glasses and was separated by hot steam, so she couldn't see clearly. She could only see the blurry white curves passing by from time to time.

Although it was a bit regretful, Vivian enjoyed it.

"Strange, why does it smell a bit bloody?"