Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"Ok?"

The nun knew it all. She sat up from the bed and folded her arms like Grace, smiling gently and respectfully.

"Your Highness Grace, I just want to repay your kindness in saving my life, but I will not do such a request even if it means a curse."

Before becoming a nun, one must swear to the goddess, devote oneself to her wholeheartedly, and never marry.

Therefore, it is impossible for Afro to do such a thing.

This seemed to be exactly what Grace wanted.

"If you can't even do something as simple as this, Afro, why on earth would you want to repay this unnecessary favor?"

Grace said this while looking at him coldly, mercilessly, as if she was driving away an enemy.

"You can't do anything I need, so you might as well help me find Miss Nora Francis."

Obviously I did do it. Didn't I agree to her request and make things convenient for her?

I can't do it? But can Nora do it?

I don’t know if it was some mood that was at work, but my competitive spirit was suddenly aroused.

Afro's chest heaved as he finally made a decision to expose the lies of the person in front of him.

In the teachings of the Holy See of Light, lying is a serious sin that requires the punishment of tongue pulling out after death.

"I think your personality, Your Highness Grace... would you really do something excessive to others? Or is it necessary to do these things?"

Afro spoke softly, and this time her movements were particularly decisive. She knelt on her knees beside the bed and straightened her upper body at the same time.

The slender white hands were placed close to the cold face that looked down upon her.

No, that face was no longer cold, but the pupils were dilating and trembling in surprise, and there was a kind of inexplicable expectation in the fear.

Grace's body was motionless, and her broken legs made it impossible for her to escape.

You can only hold your head up and let yourself be at his mercy.

His ruby-like eyes reflected his golden figure, and at the same time, his hot hands pressed against the princess's cold cheek.

Before the caress moved down her cheek to her neck, the girl's body was already trembling in resistance.

Catching the flaw of someone's hypocrisy, Afro's lips curled up slightly, with a clean and pure smile.

“Your Highness Grace, look, you don’t need these actions at all, why are you chasing me away?”

"Why can't you be frank? Am I really inappropriate?"

73. Afro's Darkness Value and Desire Value +1

The freshness and wonder of interacting with others lies in discovering the differences between the other person and one's self-perception.

People are interesting.

Afro is also very interesting.

At first, Grace thought she was a kind and fearless naive person, but later she found out that she was a tenacious and unyielding little white flower, and now...

It's a large golden retriever that's clingy and difficult to deal with.

Every time the complex traits of her character are revealed, it brings Grace more surprises and joy.

It's like planting an unknown seed, watering it carefully, and looking forward to seeing it grow.

Afro is smarter than expected and understands things quickly.

Because she has a sincere heart, nothing in this world can make her change herself.

but……

The situation has now gone beyond Grace's control.

Grace, who was originally able to control the rhythm of their relationship, discovered a brand new Aphrodite, and she tried to break the boundaries!

This boundary is Grace's defense mechanism to protect her inner fragility.

Grace will not let Aphrodite get too close to her, so that the innocent and kind nun can fall into useless love.

But I won’t.

The soft and warm skin caressed my cheek like a gentle breeze, another intimate contact.

This time was completely different from the escape from the illusion and the princess hug just now. It was extremely targeted.

The body began to tremble involuntarily, as the human temperature evoked its instinctive memories.

Grace looked up at her, looking down at her.

The golden waterfall hung down on her soft chest. Afro's dark green eyes sparkled like candlelight, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly under the light and shadow.

It was clearly an expression without any distractions, and a very calm tone, but the slight movements of his five white fingers made people feel a kind of intimacy with surging hormones.

In fact, Grace didn't have too many waves in her heart.

He doesn't hate Afuluo, but he hates contact with her, and his contact with Afuluo reveals a meaningful undercurrent.

The reason why Afro is so bold is because she is sure that she will not do anything.

At least she needs to be given some sense of distance.

Even if the ultimate goal is to conquer Afulo, the initiative of this relationship should be in my hands.

Grace lowered her eyes and thought, and under the girl's expectant gaze, she finally raised her hand neatly.

The broken feet did not affect her slender arms. She leaned them on Afro's not-so-broad shoulders and pushed him back with a little disgust.

"Ok?"

Afro's body fell backwards, her emerald green pupils dilated in surprise.

She obviously hadn't anticipated Grace's reaction, so she fell straight back, with her round buttocks pressing diagonally against her ankles.

At the same time, the questioning and incredible eyes were cast towards him again.

"Aphrodite, you've crossed the line!"

All her emotions were suppressed. Grace clasped her hands across her chest like a barrier, her eyes indifferent and her low voice like frost and snow in the coldest days of winter, so cold that it was unbearable.

"We don't seem to be that familiar with each other? I don't know why, but you always seem to overestimate the relationship between us."

"I am the princess of the empire, and you are an ordinary noble. Please remember the difference between our identities."

Surprisingly, Afro was much quieter than expected.

Grace even thought of her face looking gloomy, hurt and dejected, like a dog drenched in the rain.

"Ah."

However, this worry seemed unnecessary, and the previous boldness seemed to be short-lived. Afro nodded, obeyed the instructions obediently, and retreated to the bed.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief.

Since there is no injury, it’s good enough. I might as well cut the Gordian knot and cut it directly.

There are a hundred ways to surrender spiritually, and it doesn’t necessarily have to involve yourself in a romantic relationship, it can also be some great and supreme spiritual guidance.

After all, in this kind of world, what can move people the most are beautiful and great ideals, and the collective and spontaneous power of the group.

The subsequent tasks are only completed symbolically.

Otherwise, considering that Afro's favorability towards me is growing rapidly every day, it wouldn't be surprising if she suddenly held my hand and threw me to the bed.

Anyway, Aphrodite is a nun, and her faith is pretty firm, so she should be able to hold on to it, right?

Grace glanced at her and met someone's beautiful eyes, which had turned from dull to sparkling.

Hard to say...

In short, Grace plans to keep the two apart for a while. The suspension bridge effect in a life-and-death crisis will certainly produce a certain amount of goodwill.

But such goodwill is just false.

Grace ordered them to leave with a stern face, and words without any emotion came out of her mouth.

"Anyway, you don't have to be my personal maid anymore, and you don't have to play the maid game anymore."

From Afro's perspective, Grace's behavior can indeed be classified as an iceberg and tsundere character.

Imagine a cold, hypocritical girl who not only helps you rescue your framed brother, but also plays the piano for you on your birthday. Even when she could have escaped safely at the critical moment of life and death, she still turns back and saves you in an extremely risky way.

At the same time, she would ask you to wear a maid outfit, and then she would come up with some strange ideas and ask you to take off your clothes.

After driving you away, she will ask you to help her with some lame excuse. In short, she will pester you for inexplicable reasons.

An awkward character like Her Royal Highness is simply not suited to expressing her emotions.

All in all, Afro is very happy to be good friends with Grace.

Well, it’s just to maintain good relations and repay a favor.

Before the marriage was annulled, she was his sister-in-law.

Besides, Her Royal Highness has no one she can trust in the palace...

After the news of Grace's poisoning leaked out, I stayed with her for several days and didn't see many people come to visit her.

She is a very lonely person.

"Um……"

Like a child eager to catch a summer cicada, Afro glanced curiously across Grace's face, staring at her for a long time before blurting out a sentence -

"Your Highness Grace...are you shy?"

Grace glanced at Afro gloomily and didn't even bother to answer.

A kind of worry similar to that of raising a dog came to my mind.

Grace's experience of raising pets taught her that if she doesn't walk her dog, it will start to destroy the house.

Afro now is a typical example. She tilted her head cutely, with an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face.

Grace was as cold and ruthless as a judge, and tortured severely,

"I say, don't you have anything else to do, Aphrodite?"

"?"

Afro blinked, somewhat confused.

"Let me ask you, what do you usually do as a nun?"

Although he was somewhat puzzled by Grace's sudden question, Afro still counted on his fingers and answered each question honestly.

"Preaching, curing the illnesses of believers, doing voluntary labor, and occasionally harvesting crops..."

"Harvesting crops? As a candidate saint, you are going too?"

The smile on Afro's face bloomed, like a tulip in late spring, making people feel the pure beauty.

"It's just symbolic. But it's very interesting. I feel very rewarding."

It was probably just a saint to make things look more lively. Grace also understood that it was basically a small trick to rally the grassroots unity.

Grace looked at her straight, her eyes were as stern as an interrogation, and asked:

"Aphrodite, as a candidate saint, you have many things to do. But what you want to do now is not betraying the principles of believers and your faith? Or are you willing to abandon the goddess and become someone else's subordinate?"

"No." - The devout Afro shook his head and answered without thinking.

Grace followed her words and continued in an even harsher tone:

"So, Aphrodite, you don't need to take care of me. Just do your job as a nun. Why bother with me?"

The relationship was too close and Afro was out of control, and Grace needed time to cool off the negative consequences of the assassination.

"I just want to be friends with Her Highness Grace and take care of her as a friend. Is that not okay?"

After repeated rejections, the clever Afro has realized the fact that she is disliked.

The smile on her face was already beginning to fade, her golden head drooped slightly, her slender white index fingers tightly grasping the sheets.

The originally holy and clear voice became a little low, but she still held on and whispered:

"If Her Highness Grace hates me, just say it, I will leave immediately and won't bother you anymore."