Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"Ah."

Grace chuckled and refused to answer. Instead, she became even more presumptuous and even mocked him mercilessly.

"You will go from being a slave to a master. If you are given such an opportunity, would you dare not do it?"

Grace - she! She never considered others, was arrogant, selfish, and like a monster devoured by malice, she had lost her basic empathy.

Punish her! Punish her! Punish her!

The evil side of human nature warns itself in madness.

She is a pagan, she is a possessed demon, she has lost her qualifications as a human being.

"Grace!! Stop irritating me!"

He slammed his hands against the wall with an angry sound, pinning the thin body against the small space formed by his arms.

At the same time, there was a clang, and it seemed that the oil painting hanging on the nail fell to the ground.

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare?!"

The petite princess didn't seem to be afraid at all. She looked up and looked into her eyes, as if she could see through her softness.

The expression on her face did not change at all. From beginning to end, she was like a poisonous flower on a high mountain. She said in a calm voice, pointing to the point:

"You don't dare. Because you are not a person who can manipulate others."

Is it wrong to stick to kindness? Afro clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his heavy breath fell on the girl's cheek.

"Even if you hate me to the core, you only seek revenge on the surface. Or even if you face the person who framed your brother, you don't dare to seek true revenge."

"You naively believe that the goddess will punish everything."

Isn't it? Evil will be punished, this is the truth between heaven and earth.

"But there is no goddess in this world. Even if I give you the right to choose, you will still naively believe that the wicked will be punished!"

Grace's delicate face further lifted, and the fierce aura released from her scarlet eyes did not diminish at all. She was like an emperor who was high above and could not be challenged. She said:

"I'll tell you how to take revenge on someone. You should pick up a dagger and smash all her pride, leaving her with nothing. She will live in constant fear and regret, and die alone until the end of her life."

Afro's already confused brain seemed to have been hit hard.

In the extremely angry ears, all the sounds between heaven and earth disappeared, and only the buzzing tinnitus could be heard.

And—"Punish her! Punish her! Punish her! Punish her! Punish her! Punish her! Punish her! Punish her!"

Let's show due respect to the goddess and let her apologize to him sincerely.

No!

The last bit of sanity is still struggling.

But Grace was already close to his ear, approaching step by step,

"Your anger is useless! The opportunity to take the initiative is now completely in front of you, but you dare not."

The whisper was like the last stone that broke the embankment, and reason flowed away like a flood.

"Then as you wish."

Afro's cheeks were completely burned red, and she snatched the collar from the girl's hand like a wild beast.

The girl in black and red finally put on the decorations she deserved at this moment, in a rather rough way.

"Hahaha……"

Afro was panting heavily, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death struggle, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The tight collar strangled her fragile throat, causing Grace to cough softly.

I think she'll be honest now.

Afro glanced at the girl who was as cold and inhuman as snow.

She smiled unexpectedly, her eyes were straightforward and sharp, which easily reminded people of the evil rose watered with blood that the goddess Veils saw in hell.

"and then?"

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I imagine that Grace is a little crazy, and of course her methods are crazier and she likes to use the most dangerous methods.

It has something to do with her giving up on herself and thinking that no one would like her (she had a dark history and was severely betrayed)

That should change a little later.

How can you be an empress if you are not crazy?

33. Exchange of body control

Grace deliberately tried to provoke Afro.

One was to teach Afro that anger was useless, the second was to intensify the conflict, and the third was to make her feel guilty about herself.

Because of the existence of the system and the ring of reason, the final result of this unequal relationship is either that she will be completely domesticated into a slave pet, or that it will explode spectacularly.

Either live together in equality or die.

It was just the way she was.

In the game, smart people can never outsmart those who don't care about their lives.

Grace is crazier and more desperate than anyone else, so she has never lost.

Even now.

Afro looked at the princess leaning against the wall in disbelief.

Her light-hearted "And then what" made all her efforts go to waste.

As if looking forward to the sequel of the story, Grace's scarlet eyes lit up and she approached without hesitation.

Closer, closer.

The tightening pressure made people ignore her petiteness and the fact that she was controlled by the Ring of Reason.

The collar on the slender white neck continuously emits a faint blue fluorescence.

Grace never retreated for a moment.

That delicate, snow-white face could be kissed if he were only ten centimeters closer, and her eyes and lips were eerily red.

too close!

Aphrodite was a little white flower that grew up in a greenhouse and had never experienced such a sharp and fierce attack.

Dong, the left heel took a step back, and Afro couldn't help but retreat first.

In eye contact, just a second of hesitation means total defeat and loss of all.

Grace's calm voice echoed in the magnificent bedroom, "Is this your revenge on me?"

She was clearly the weaker party, and clearly a head shorter than himself, but the pressing momentum did not give in at all.

"Does it really work? Why can't you do anything?"

She raised her wrist, twisted the black and red collar around the pale and thin neck that could be easily broken, and walked forward step by step, striking at the deepest weakness in Afro's heart.

"You don't have the courage to manipulate others! You are angry and afraid. You are afraid of what you will face next and the punishment from the goddess. Faith is just a way to escape."

“The reality is that you can’t just vent your anger and then put on a collar and it’s going to change the relationship.”

"You can't reverse you and me at all! It's still the same even if the collar doesn't exist!"

He took another step back, and there was no more distance to retreat.

——Because her buttocks were pressed against the desk that was just as high as her waist.

The five fingers that were originally used to hold down the wall could only hold down the table and chair to prevent herself from falling.

Afro held his breath in his heart, there is a hidden devil in everyone's heart.

This is why people are born with sin, and Afro doesn't want to become that kind of person.

Once this step is reached, one has already gone in the opposite direction from the goddess of faith.

With his five fingers gripping the tabletop white, Afro took a deep breath, pressed the girl's shoulders and pushed her back, and said in a loud voice with suppressed anger:

"Grace, shut up! Don't try to provoke me again! Otherwise I will..."

——I really can’t help but become a demon that is despised by the doctrine, a demon who manipulates others at will like you!

The girl was about 1.6 meters tall, and her thin body was more flexible than expected. With just a slight push, she took several steps back.

But she still kept moving forward, getting closer and closer.

Don't come any closer.

Afro looked at Grace's delicate face, and in her dazed eyes she caught a glimpse of the translucent crystal in the center of the black and red collar, sparkling like a diamond in the sun.

Collar, yes! And a collar.

Maybe… maybe… just controlling her body would stop her in her tracks.

Wearing a collar may be just an act, but now I really have the urge to control Grace.

You can also make her behave better! Don't get too close.

But is it really possible…?

Afro fell into self-confusion.

"Didn't you say you would exact the same revenge on me? Now try it!"

"Because of your false faith, you are unable to respond appropriately even to those who provoke you repeatedly. It only takes a thought, a tiny thought."

Grace was obviously shorter, but she seemed to be giving orders from a superior position. Her tone was calm, but her words were enough to drive people crazy.

Demon! Absolutely demon!

Shut her up and subject her to equal insult.

Let her heart also suffer the pain of the burning hell!

Afro gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. His long eyelashes trembled slightly as he fought a final battle with his inner beliefs.

But even if you close your eyes, that voice can still reach your ears with an ambiguous breath, faint and make your heart flutter.

"Aphrodite, kindness is not just about tolerance."

Grace placed her lips on the girl's plump earlobe, very close to her, as if she was about to kiss her in the next second. She said:

"In the final analysis, your anger is just a cover for your cowardice."

The bullying has reached this level, and ordinary people would never tolerate it.

Grace looked forward to what Afro would do after his complete outburst.

If the meaning of religion is to be tolerant, then Grace thinks that letting Afro believe in her and learn to take revenge is not a bad thing.

Aphrodite's breathing became heavy, the last of her patience gone.

Control her! Shut her up! Shut her up!

"Have you said enough?"

Afro, whose pain point was touched, glared at the arrogant Grace, and the thoughts in his mind were implemented before his reason.

Grace's doll-like body moved like a stiff piece of wood, and her towering body fell back to her knees with a plop.

It was a sitting position that was almost like a duck, with a pair of legs wrapped in black stockings vaguely visible from under the skirt. They were well-proportioned and beautiful, making people unable to help but admire the beauty of the female curves.

She closed her mouth tightly and clasped her hands together devoutly, atonement to herself, no, not herself, but the goddess.

Afro felt a little relieved, she felt that Grace should suffer more and more punishment.

It’s not just that.

But when she looked at the girl's glittering collar, she suddenly realized something...

"Oh no!" Afro's green pupils kept trembling. She realized that she had fallen into the abyss of depravity again, and she hurriedly released the girl's control.

The control over her body was instantly released, and Grace gave her a faint, satisfied smile.

"Aphrodite, now we're even."