Please offer everything to Her Majesty the Princess

"..."

May the world be destroyed, Aphrodite thought silently.

She couldn't judge Her Royal Highness's thoughts. They were like the free-flowing wind, not bound by any form and impossible to guess.

It was clearly Her Royal Highness the Princess who insulted me and made me wear the collar, but how did it end up like this?

She sighed quietly, a compromise with the unpredictable human heart.

"Forget it, let me ask you a question."

"Ah."

Grace nodded.

Is this guy playing a trick on me?

This thought suddenly popped into his mind, and Afro continued to observe Grace's expression with half belief and half doubt.

But unfortunately, there was no expression on her face and no flaws could be found at all.

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

Afro asked this question almost without any hope.

"I told you that before."

"Before?"

Afro's eyes were dilated as she tried hard to recall the details of her previous interactions with Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Finally, she thought of herself being pressed against the wall, and the princess shamelessly saying a lot of nonsense.

Her brows were furrowed, and a look of deep disgust almost covered her pretty face.

"You...you mean the one about falling into darkness, and that one about me being your only treasure?"

To be honest, these words are quite explosive in the entire Ryan Empire.

"Ah."

But——Her Royal Highness actually admitted it very frankly, even putting down the blanket and standing 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. Instead, I felt overwhelmed.

Being looked at a little frightened, Afro couldn't help but confirm it again.

"is this real?"

After staring at each other for three seconds, Grace confirmed that the nun's eyes were experiencing a landslide and cracking, and then she answered seriously,

"fake."

8. Establish the master's authority

"you!"

Obviously feeling that she was being fooled, Afro's face suddenly became a little embarrassed. She even felt that her kindness was all given to an ungrateful person.

Afro took a step back, his eyes gradually turned cold, and his tone was firm with a hint of anger.

"Your Highness, it's no fun to joke around now. I believe in the goddess and I have a good heart, but I'm not there for you to trample on."

This is already a clear warning statement.

But Grace simply put the blanket down and slightly adjusted the collar of her fluffy cloak to keep herself elegant.

Her eyes gradually changed from aggressive to gentle. She looked into Afro's eyes and asked a question as if she was discussing an academic issue:

"I'm not joking. Do you think it's normal to say these things?"

It was as if she was completely unaware of Afro's defensive posture.

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

Talking meaningless nonsense again.

Afro frowned her beautiful eyebrows in annoyance.

Myself? The princess's purpose in putting the collar on herself was of course herself.

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

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

She tugged at the collar around her neck. The leather that bound her slender neck stuck softly to her skin, as if it were nothing, and had little effect on her senses.

But Afro still hated it. She said impatiently:

"Can you take this collar off? Even though no one else can see it, I hate it."

"No."

Grace refused categorically, pinching her chin with her slender index finger.

She stared at him for a while, her cold voice revealing a hint of concern.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can hang a gem in the middle to make it a necklace, and use it as a decoration. This is also very popular among the nobles recently."

The light in her eyes was as clear as a summer spring, without any sense of malice. For a moment, Afro really thought that Her Royal Highness the Princess was sincerely caring about her.

But this is clearly false.

So annoying.

Afro felt as if her heart was being squeezed tightly by Her Royal Highness the Princess. She clearly had so many secrets and things that should be told to her, but she didn't say a word.

All he knows is practicing Tai Chi and saying useless words.

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

"Do you think I wore the collar because I surrendered to power? Princess, do you know that you were about to die?"

Grace's emotions were as calm as a lake, and she nodded politely to express her gratitude.

"I know, thank you, Miss Aphrodite."

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

Grace's softening and gentle attitude made Afro deflated.

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

Afro was almost knocked out by Grace's combination of punches.

Is the princess playing a trick on me, or is it just her nature? Or does she really have a secret that she can't tell anyone else?

"Why!?"

Afro asked in confusion, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, with an anxious and sharp look in his eyes.

"It's a magic item, right? Why do I have to wear it? How long do I have to wear it? Shouldn't Your Highness give an explanation?"

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

The hateful one when teasing, the fragile one when sleeping, and the domineering one when forcing, which one is the real Princess?

Aphrodite wanted to know.

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

Grace said this calmly and lowered her head. Her long and curled eyelashes cast a shadow on her cheek.

She seemed to be trapped in this lightless shadow, and she said goodbye gently.

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

Why do you look so lonely and as if you can't see the future?

There is absolutely no way to deal with her!!

Afro closed her eyes in annoyance. The nun's chest rose and fell. She took a deep breath, feeling helpless and angry, with a burning fire still burning in her chest.

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

Otherwise, why would he look so lonely?

Forget it.

Now... as long as my brother is fine, it's fine. As for the princess who is hard to see through, I will never care about her life or death next time.

She felt that since she didn't have the emotional intelligence to guess what the princess was thinking, she didn't have the energy to dwell on it any further.

Afro completely gave up the confrontation. Her golden hair drooped along the curves of her female body. Her waist, which had been straight, now bent down softly.

She leaned against the wall helplessly, covering her eyes with her hands in a somewhat collapsed state, and compromised with Grace,

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

Now, it was finally Grace's turn to be questioned.

She actually wanted to ask some specific questions about the poisoning, but before she could open her mouth, a familiar mechanical voice rang out.

[Saint Aphrodite has bound the Ring of Reason, but her coercive method has caused her to have an overly extreme view of you.]

【Loyalty is the key to taming.】

[Please choose the route you want to take this week between physical taming and spiritual surrender. 】

[Please complete this route to 30% completion. Tip: Afulo needs to have a certain degree of dependence on you.]

The inappropriate reminders and mandatory requests at inappropriate times made Grace feel a little unhappy.

She suppressed her emotions and chose [Spiritual Submission] without even thinking about it.

The reason is simple: Grace doesn't like to have too much physical contact with others.

The body is tamed and it is full of pink lines at first glance.

Close contact with others makes it easier to build intimacy.

Grace once fell into despair.

The kind-looking relatives, with eyes full of desire and shrewdness, used threats to divide up the last value left after their father's death.

She entrusted her back to her best friend who was by her side through thick and thin, 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 a heartbreaking betrayal, she finds it difficult to trust any form of emotion and does not like to have any closer intimate contact.

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

[Confirming…]

[The spiritual surrender route has been determined. Please let Afro's world be destroyed and I will regard you as my spiritual belief. 】

[Current task: Please establish your dignity as the master. ]

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Awakened new perverted xp.

I thought that if Grace was the master of this relationship, then Afro would be the subordinate of this relationship.

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

The more taboo something is, the more you want to unravel it; the more conservative something is, the more you want to take off her outer clothes to see what kind of beauty is inside.

Does it feel like a play that has been left for the long haul?

Feeling good

9. Questioning

See yourself as a spiritual belief?

This coincides with Grace's original idea.

But there can only be one faith at any time, so now all we have to do is destroy her previous faith.

only……

Grace looked at the kind Afro hesitantly, her smoothly curved jaw slightly raised, and her fair white hands raised high to cover her beautiful eyes.