The Fairy House prohibited bringing pets, so Jelly had no choice but to stay miserably in the storage locker, together with Bai Yue Ling’s Prison Uniform full of ascetic vibes.
After taking off the Prison Uniform, Bai Yue Ling simply turned her glossy thin black stockings into a swimsuit, the thin fabric tightly wrapping her plump and full snow-white curves, jiggling with elasticity and enveloping softness as she moved.
Bai Yue Ling took small steps and pushed open the door. In the steamy room, Aiya had already removed her armor, revealing the plain white dress underneath.
Bai Yue Ling worriedly said, “Um… Aiya, you really know how to massage?”
“Of course. When have I ever lied?” Aiya patted the bed, indicating for Bai Yue Ling to lie down.
Seeing Bai Yue Ling obediently lie on the bed, Aiya nodded, walked to the door, and extended her right hand toward the doorknob—
Click.
That was the sound of the lock.
Bai Yue Ling instantly broke out in a cold sweat, as if the room temperature had risen ten degrees, her voice trembling slightly.
“Aiya, maybe we shouldn’t lock the door. The Fairies will come in later…”
“They won’t.” Aiya turned back with a smile. “I’ve already spoken to the Fairies. Not only will they not come in, but they’ve thoughtfully cast soundproofing magic on this room.”
“W-Why soundproofing too?!”
“Because massaging makes sounds, and it wouldn’t be good to disturb the guests in the next room.”
Aiya walked over slowly. Her originally heroic and valiant knight aura, after putting on the skirt, instead appeared dignified and gentle, yet carried an invisible pressure.
Bai Yue Ling lay shivering on the bed, her tender and cute pretty face overshadowed by the huge shadow of Aiya’s chest, her pair of snow-white meaty legs reflexively clamping together.
“D-Don’t… Don’t come over… I’m not ready yet…”
Could it be that in one day, she’s going to make me cross my legs twice?
“It’s fine.” Aiya’s hands, full of strength, pressed Bai Yue Ling down on the bed, saying softly, “Nothing to fear; it’ll be over soon.”
“Baby~”
….
Half an hour later.
Bai Yue Ling sprawled limply on the bed, letting out a long breath, her little face tinged with a faint peach blush, still not recovered from the pleasure just now.
“I never imagined… Aiya, you’re actually… so amazing…”
“Of course.”
Aiya sat beside Bai Yue Ling, her hands like they had magic, gently pressing and plucking at Bai Yue Ling’s back as if it were piano keys, the pressure neither too light nor painful, just right in the comfortable range.
“We Holy Knights all learn courses on how to heal the wounded; of course, massages that soothe fatigue are included in the curriculum.”
“I see…” Bai Yue Ling murmured with narrowed eyes. “I thought it was that kind of improper massage…”
“What do you mean by improper?”
“Um… Better if you don’t know.”
Originally, Bai Yue Ling had been afraid that Aiya, while massaging, would suddenly press somewhere she shouldn’t. But Aiya didn’t do that; she was a righteous and kind Holy Knight.
Bai Yue Ling admitted that she had judged a gentleman with a villain’s heart.
“Little White, actually, I’ve been thinking about something earlier…”
Aiya said puzzledly, “Did Your Highness really do wrong?”
“Viki?” Bai Yue Ling huffed disdainfully. “Of course. Her methods were too crude and forceful. Even if her intentions were good, there wouldn’t be any good results.”
“But I can’t think of any better way for Your Highness either.”
“Of course there is.” Bai Yue Ling huffed. “Her big sister Huilian does it very well—never resorting to violent means, resolving many conflicts and contradictions just with a heart for peace. The only flaw is that she’s too naive.”
“Then does Little White think the future Your Highness spoke of is real?”
“…It’s real, and it’ll happen within half a year.” Bai Yue Ling narrowed her eyes. “But don’t worry; with me here, I won’t let those beautiful, seductive big sisters have a civil war.”
Big sisters were treasures of the world; it would be too much of a pity for them to die over such boring wars.
Beauties like Sistana and Taoxia—Bai Yue Ling couldn’t bear to see them slaughter each other. Better if they all became her hot weapons instead.
“Mm.” Aiya smiled. “Little White can definitely do better than Your Highness.”
Bai Yue Ling lazily swung her snow-white, plump meaty legs. “You really trust me, huh… Actually, I don’t have much confidence either.”
Preventing crossed legs was tiring enough; maintaining world peace too? Spare her.
“Looking back now, forgetting Little White was truly terrifying.” Aiya sighed. “Like a believer forgetting their faith, a knight forgetting their creed—muddled and dazed, no different from a wandering ghost.”
“Ah?” Bai Yue Ling scratched her head somewhat embarrassedly. “I… probably aren’t that amazing, right?”
“You are, oh.” Aiya gently held Bai Yue Ling’s hand, her voice low and mature. “Little White, you really don’t know? Your Dark Fall is far more powerful than Your Highness’s hypnosis, you know.”
“…Eh?”
“Even thinking about it carefully, Dark Fall and hypnosis don’t seem all that different?”
“No, of course there’s a difference.” Bai Yue Ling coughed lightly. “First off, actually, I didn’t want to Dark Fall you, but if I didn’t, you’d kill me, so I was forced to!
“Mm…”
“Secondly, your Goddess has no issue with Dark Fall either—just like this trial; she didn’t say I was guilty.” Bai Yue Ling concluded, “So, there’s an essential difference between me and Viki.”
One for self-preservation, the other with the Goddess’s approval—Bai Yue Ling’s reasoning was truly flawless.
Aiya pondered for a moment, recalling the various evaluations she’d heard after returning.
Shi Qianla, Taoxia, and the others had all mentioned that her changes were huge—from the previous spineless fool to someone who could think independently.
These were probably all thanks to Little White and her Dark Fall.
In that light, Dark Fall truly wasn’t a bad thing. On the surface, it made one fall into darkness, but actually, it prompted one to become better.
Could this be why the Goddess of Judgment tacitly allowed Dark Fall?
Aiya asked, “Speaking of which, why did the Goddess spare you?”
“Um…… I don’t know either.” Bai Yue Ling grinned mischievously. “But my understanding of the Goddess of Judgment might be deeper than yours, oh.”
“Really?”
“First, I have to drop a hot take—that the Goddess of Judgment is a crazy woman!” Bai Yue Ling expounded.
“Because she hasn’t fought in a thousand years, her ‘judgment itch’ flared up, burning with rage, thinking everyone in the world is born sinful, and she wants to judge the entire world.”
Aiya furrowed her brows slightly. “The Goddess isn’t like that…”
“That’s because you’re a Judgment believer; you already have filters in your heart, so naturally you can’t view her objectively.” Bai Yue Ling shrugged.
“And this line isn’t mine anyway; it was said by a certain God War veteran.”
Unfortunately, that God War veteran had now fallen into slumber, or she could have said even more shocking things.
“Let’s change the topic.”
Aiya shook her head, gently kneading Bai Yue Ling’s cheeks—the feel was so good that she couldn’t let go.
“Right, how come we didn’t see Shadow Night today?”
“Ah, this… She’s not feeling well and needs to rest for a while.”
The super-and-ghost Shadow Night was truly too much of a scumbag girl.
Aiya’s sword brows raised slightly. “So that means, tonight it’s just the two of us?”
“Well, that’s what I said… Wait! W-What are you going to do?”
Suddenly, Aiya pinned down Bai Yue Ling’s hands, slowly leaning in, her strong and fit thighs clamping Bai Yue Ling in place, rendering her immobile.
Aiya lowered her eyelids, saying softly, “I want to taste… what Little White, who belongs only to me, really tastes like.”
“Mm?”
[You have received the Intimidation status from NPC “Aiya.”]
[NPC “Aiya”‘s Dark Fall value has increased by 5%, current Dark Fall value: 75%.]
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