Anlis’s body temperature was frighteningly high, her body soft as if melted, even her breathing carried a scorching heat, spraying against Vylian’s neck, causing her to tremble lightly.
Vylian took a deep breath. Before crossing over, she had been a guy after all, and this little girl Anlis was quite attractive.
Though she didn’t want to admit it, to be honest, Vylian had always been a pure, inexperienced virgin who had never been close to a girl.
Now, pressed by Anlis’s soft, warm body, her heartbeat had long since spiraled out of control, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.
Seizing a clever opportunity, she suddenly exerted force, pressing Anlis, who was lying on top of her, down onto the chair.
Due to the sudden loss of support, Anlis’s wrists crossed over each other, easily pinned down by Vylian with just one hand, causing her waist and abdomen to arch up slightly.
This position was very suitable for operation, offering plenty of space.
Now, all she needed to do was reach her hand down, work for about ten minutes, and everything would be accomplished.
But Vylian’s hand stopped mid-air, refusing to fall.
“Wait, why do I have to help the Hero with this?”
Leaving aside whether it was normal for the Demon King to satisfy the Hero’s needs, that righteous act in front of everyone earlier was just an act to stop Fula and disrupt the plot.
Furthermore, didn’t this curse give Anlis a trait?
Getting frisky makes you stronger.
But actually, it wasn’t a trait granted by Vylian’s curse; it was the Hero’s innate trait, Strength through Adversity.
The more setbacks she suffers, the stronger she becomes.
The torment of the curse is a setback. The process of satisfying her needs is the process of overcoming the setback.
In other words, helping Anlis solve her problem is helping her grow stronger.
Didn’t Vylian disguise herself as a righteous ally precisely to cripple the Hero? Wouldn’t doing this be going against her original intention?
Absolutely not. It’s better to just leave her hanging here.
Even if something goes wrong from being left hanging, any side effects would be good for Vylian.
Having figured this out, she felt at ease.
Next, she just needed to release her grip, take a big leap backward, and she could easily break free from Anlis’s hold.
Once contact was broken, the suppression from the curse would immediately fail.
Vylian, fully prepared, would definitely not give Anlis another chance to get close.
It’s not at all because she got shy and chickened out with a beauty in her arms.
Just then, Anlis suddenly struggled a few times.
Although they were only about ten centimeters apart now, not pressed tightly together, this brief separation made Anlis feel unbearably uncomfortable.
So hot. It was like being placed in lava, her skin feeling as if it were about to crack and burn from the flames.
The sudden discomfort actually restored a layer of Anlis’s consciousness.
She opened her eyes blearily. In her vision, Vylian seemed to be covered in several layers of filters.
Vylian was already stunningly beautiful, but in Anlis’s muddled perspective, she looked even more like a deity descended from heaven, aloof and dazzling, unparalleled in the world.
It was a beauty that even heaven and earth would envy. Anyone, man or woman, who caught a glimpse would feel their heart flutter, wanting to possess her exclusively.
If, if she could stay close to such a perfect person~
Anlis lifted her leg, tightly clamping it around the waist of Vylian, who was about to jump back.
With a burst of strength, she pulled Vylian back in front of her.
Their bodies pressed close together again, chests drawing near, the rise and fall of each other’s breaths clearly audible, their scorching breaths intertwining.
“Huh?”
Vylian was utterly shocked!
She truly hadn’t expected Anlis to suddenly erupt like this.
“Nun… Miss Nun, don’t you think… it’s very hot today?”
Anlis’s voice was soft, sweet, and hoarse as she uttered this nonsensical sentence.
“Huh? Ahaha, hot? Is it hot? It’s actually quite cool today, maybe you’re mistaken.”
Anlis’s sudden question threw Vylian off balance a bit, but she didn’t follow the conversation further.
Are you kidding! This kind of line!
Vylian was well-read. Wasn’t this line just an invitation to start a round?
“Hah, really, not hot? But why are you sweating so much then?”
Vylian’s body was perfectly dry; Anlis was purely talking nonsense.
Before Vylian could retort, she suddenly felt her nun’s habit seemed to have become a bit loose.
A bit loose!
Vylian subconsciously pressed her clothes tighter. A gust of wind from who-knows-where blew up through the loosened nun’s habit, making her shiver.
This movement completely freed Anlis’s two hands.
“Why are you pulling on my clothes’ tie!”
“If I don’t untie it, how can I know if Miss Nun is really sweating or not?”
As she spoke, Anlis pressed the tie she had just pulled off against the tip of her nose and took a deep sniff, as if smelling some rare treasure of the world, her face full of satisfaction and intoxication.
“So there’s absolutely no need to confirm something like that! Let go of my leg!”
Vylian was starting to feel this curse wasn’t so much igniting Anlis’s desires as it was revealing this girl’s true nature.
After all, normally, shouldn’t a righteous Hero be tormented by desire while steadfastly guarding her principles, painfully struggling, torn between the two impulses?
But what about now?
She’s completely a female rogue!
“Alright, actually, I’ve taken a fancy to you, Miss Nun. Please do it with me.”
She was being a bit too direct.
“I really want to explore the mysteries of life with you, Miss Nun.”
What is this! What kind of talk is this!
Is she already this wanton on just the second time?
Vylian grew a bit flustered and angry, her face turning red like a crab.
“Why on earth should I do that with you!”
“I actually heard it earlier, Miss Nun. Didn’t you… say in front of all those people that you would help me? Miss Nun is really such a selfless, loving, kind, and brave person.”
“I… I…”
Vylian was at a loss for words for a moment.
The image she had crafted was indeed that of a gentle, kind, yet resolute and steadfast character.
This put her in a real dilemma.
Anlis didn’t wait for Vylian to answer. Her waist moved up and down, and now it looked like she was…
“Mmm~”
Anlis let out a soft, sweet moan that sent shivers down Vylian’s spine.
“Ah! You!”
Vylian was both angry and flustered, yet she couldn’t break free, forced to let Anlis have her way.
“I really want to stay with you forever, Miss Nun. You’re so wonderful, so beautiful, your body is so soft, your black silk stockings are so smooth, your legs are just perfect… Can I touch them?”
Though she asked, her hand was already moving uncontrollably, her fingertips lightly landing on the area just below Vylian’s buttocks, giving a gentle rub.
There were definitely more places she could touch than just there.
Just as Vylian, furious, was about to scold her, she saw Anlis suddenly lift her head slightly, leaning in towards her lips.
Vylian hurriedly turned her head away, so Anlis’s lips only landed on her cheek.
The warm, soft sensation, like an electric current, instantly shot through Vylian’s entire body.
“Hehe, didn’t succeed.”
Was touching her leg just a feint, and the real goal was a kiss?
How is this Hero so cunning and deceitful!
“Such a cute reaction, Miss Nun. Can I~ defile you, inch by inch, until you’re completely tainted?”
“Huh?”
Vylian was dumbfounded!
Is this something a Hero should be saying?
Not cool, dude!