Chapter 338

She hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom…

Just now, while with Xia Qianzhen, she had inexplicably recalled the appearance of the God King. And so… she had also recalled how she had relieved her own exhaustion during the nights these past few days…

Afterward, she had naturally allowed herself to become disheveled… It was just that she had undergarments on, so it hadn't seeped through to her skirt.

How could she be like this…

"Mmh… God King… Damn it!"

Chapter 450: Can an Aries also be stained with the color of depravity?

"Alice, what, what are you doing?!"

Saintess Libolila was filled with shock and anger. Looking at Alice, who was slightly pale on the bed, she hid her hand behind her back, her eyes darting away.

Just before this, when Saintess Libolila had pushed the door open and walked in, she had clearly seen Alice covered by a thin quilt, one hand hidden beneath the covers, the other holding a small book. Her face was flushed, her eyes were watery, and she was reading by the lamplight.

Saintess Libolila felt conflicted. Although she had long anticipated this scene, now that it had truly happened, she still felt quite at a loss. That Alice, who was as pure as a little lamb… had now been stained with other colors.

"Au, Auntie…"

Alice stammered, looking at Saintess Libolila in a panic. The hand hidden behind her back tightened slightly, causing the pages of the small book to creak.

This sound was exceptionally harsh. It not only reached Alice, causing her heart to skip a beat in panic, but it was also heard by Saintess Libolila, who was standing at the door not far away. She was almost angered to the point of laughing at Alice's behavior.

Alice lowered her head, looking guilty. Because she had been too focused, she had ignored the movement outside the door, which was the reason for this situation. Of course, there was a more fundamental reason… she had been corrupted… She hadn't even lasted a month before being corrupted.

"I, I'm sorry, Auntie…"

Alice's voice was low. She withdrew the hand hidden under the quilt from her chest. She didn't need to sense it to know that her heart was beating exceptionally fast; she was almost hallucinating from the sound in her ears!

"Alice…"

Saintess Libolila sighed. She did not immediately reprimand Alice but placed her hand on the door, preparing to have a private talk with her.

There were no other nuns around; she had long been preparing for this scene. In recent days, when coming to find Alice, she had never brought any nuns from Libra Palace.

And Alice was not a fool; when doing such things, she was still vigilant and did not have any Aries Palace nuns waiting outside the door.

Therefore, this scene had not been seen by the nuns, which meant… now only she knew about this matter and could suppress it.

Saintess Libolila pulled the door shut. The slight sound of the door closing made Alice's heart jump violently, her expression tightening. "Auntie, what are you…"

"Do you want to make this matter known to everyone?!"

Saintess Libolila snorted coldly, perfectly displaying an expression of lamenting her misfortune. She walked to Alice's bed and reached out to her.

Alice blinked, looking at Saintess Libolila's cold face. It wasn't that she didn't understand what Saintess Libolila's reaching out meant, but in her heart, she was still debating whether to take it out. Even though Auntie had already seen everything, and even though Auntie seemed to be showing a tolerant side… she still wanted to hide it… She had become a bad girl, after all.

She didn't know what lie to tell to explain her actions. She had never learned how to lie, and she knew that lying violated the Saintess code. But at this moment, she just wanted to obtain some "understanding" for her actions, even if that "understanding" was fake.

Saintess Libolila watched Alice, who continued to stare at her blankly, and couldn't help but frown. Surprisingly, in this regard, Alice had grown a little.

"Give it here!"

Saintess Libolila intensified her tone. Her eyes had already seen the familiar small book that hadn't been hidden properly. Just by the cover, she knew which one it was.

God King Descends to Hell? Is this the kind Alice likes? Saintess Libolila recalled the classic plot of this book: it was roughly about the God King entering the human world, which had turned into a Hell, and through Physical Body charity, bringing the still-holy Saintesses back to the sacred Heaven, and then remaking the disgusting human world…

"Au, Auntie… I…"

Alice raised her head somewhat stubbornly, but upon seeing Saintess Libolila's gaze, she deflated again. Reason took the upper hand; those filthy desires were suppressed by her. She knew her actions were wrong, so being discovered and punished was normal.

Alice tremblingly pulled the book from behind her back and placed it into Saintess Libolila's hand. "Auntie… it is Alice's fault. I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have failed to withstand the Gu…"

Saintess Libolila put away the book in her hand; she planned to revisit it tonight. But on the surface, she remained cold-faced, looking indifferently at Alice, who was tightly wrapped in the quilt. Without needing to think, she knew how disheveled Alice was beneath the covers.

Alice pursed her lips. Her silver hair, as pure and holy as moonlight, was draped down, revealing her soft, fair shoulders. Her exquisite features carried a lingering panic that made one's heart ache with pity. Her emerald eyes rippled like a spring in April. Her petite body clearly represented cuteness and purity, yet at this moment, it was stained with a touch of youthful allure.

Saintess Libolila watched Alice in silence. Under her gaze, Alice became increasingly uneasy. Those eyes rippled, as if tears were about to fall.

Saintess Libolila finally spoke at this moment. "Alice, I should rightfully report this matter of yours to the other Saintesses. You are not someone who knows nothing; such matters were something we urged and admonished you about repeatedly when we first brought you into our fold."

Alice lowered her head. A part of her delicate back skin was exposed, reflecting an exceptionally white light under the lamplight. "Alice knows…"

Seeing this, the reprimand Saintess Libolila was about to utter was swallowed back down. She frowned and turned away. Although they were both female, and she had watched her grow up, considering Alice's current "inconvenience," she still gave her some private time.

"Put on your clothes first. What kind of propriety is it to speak like this?"

Saintess Libolila's voice betrayed no emotion.

Alice was startled. Realizing how she was facing her Auntie, the paleness on her face was quickly replaced by a flush. She softly replied, "Yes," and then hurriedly pulled her nightgown out from under the covers. Seeing that Saintess Libolila had turned away, she simply threw off the quilt and scrambled to put it on.

After tidying her hem and hair, feeling that she had restored her usual dignity and could be seen, Alice sat on the edge of the bed and said to Saintess Libolila, who had her back turned, "It's alright now, Auntie, you can turn around."

It was just that… Alice uncomfortably pressed her fair, smooth legs together. She naturally rested her hands on her thighs, sitting properly with her back straight, though her head remained bowed.

Saintess Libolila turned around calmly and looked Alice over a few times, her gaze lingering for a moment on her slightly flushed earlobes. She smiled helplessly in her heart, but remained composed on the surface. "Alice, do you know you were wrong?"

Alice nodded, not daring to look up at Saintess Libolila's gaze. "Alice knows she was wrong. Alice shouldn't have done such things; these are all evil things…"

"These things are not evil, Alice, as long as they are not excessive."

Saintess Libolila corrected Alice's words. "The birth of new Life lies in this, but evil is born simultaneously. Indulgence is a great taboo; such matters should be sacred and solemn."

"I, I understand…"

Alice seemed to understand, yet not quite.

"Do you really understand?"

Saintess Libolila spoke with a sigh, and without waiting for Alice to answer, she continued, "We are all shepherds of The Deity in the human world; we need to maintain our purity, Alice."

"Your current behavior, to put it bluntly, can be considered as abandoning your faith. You have entrusted your emotions to another god; your love, your desires…"

"But… I see Father and Mother loving each other, but they are also devout believers of the Goddess…"

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Alice didn't know where she found the courage to retort.

“…”

Saintess Libolila's expression became a little strange. She didn't speak immediately, as if in thought. Finally, she just frowned, as if she couldn't think of how to refute Alice's point and was embarrassed, “Alice, do you think you're not wrong?!”

She naturally knew how to refute Alice's point. The key was that they were both Saintesses of the Goddess, and they had to maintain the most devout faith in the Goddess, dedicating everything they had.

But to lead Alice to true “Duo Luo” (fall), she had to admit Alice's “correctness” in another way. Alice was thinking, and she was very pleased.

Of course, while it was called “Duo Luo,” in her opinion, it was actually moving towards freedom, liberating constrained thoughts, and allowing Alice to truly pursue what she desired, whether it was love or dreams, whether it was liking or disliking.

This was why she had to influence Alice little by little. If she wanted to, she could send Alice and Saintess Weier to The Deity the next day, but to make them true people, not just small toys, her methods had to be gentler…

“No, it's not… Aunt, I, I was wrong…”

Alice was startled by Saintess Libolila. The courage she had just found disappeared just as quickly.

Saintess Libolila looked at Alice's wronged expression, her beautiful large eyes welling up with tears that were about to burst forth. She sighed in her heart, feeling a pang of heartache. After all, she was her niece, whom she had raised for so long, almost like a mother.

In Alice's eyes, compared to her own mother, she might be even closer, right?

“Alice, I'm not scolding you. I just hope you reflect more. Speaking of which, I also made a mistake in this matter. I shouldn't have told you about it, nor should I have pulled you into this vortex…”

Saintess Libolila sat beside Alice, her expression much gentler.

“I'm sorry, Alice, I harmed you… it's Aunt's fault.”

Saintess Libolila gently took Alice's hand and whispered.

Alice hadn't cried when she was scolded, but now, hearing Saintess Libolila's gentle words, her eyes reddened, and tears instantly fell. “No, it's not… it's Alice's fault, Aunt, don't blame yourself… it's all because Alice couldn't resist the temptation, boohoo—”

With that, Alice cried louder and louder. She wiped her small face with her hands, only smearing the tears and turning her delicate little face into a tear-streaked mess.

Saintess Libolila gently embraced Alice, lightly patting her shoulder, radiating maternal affection. “Alice, my poor Alice, it's not your fault, just don't do this again in the future—”

Then, Saintess Libolila paused, “Next time, if you're going to do this, call Aunt over. I'll help you watch, so no one finds out.”

“Aunt, Alice won't, won't do this kind of thing again, boohoo…”

Alice cried and shook her head, her voice choked with sobs, but her tone was firm.

“Alice, you're still a child. You can't withstand that kind of temptation, and you don't have to. Just… just do it in moderation, The Deity will forgive you…”

Saintess Libolila stroked Alice's head, helping her wipe away her tears, watching her slowly stop crying.

Doesn't she know? She says this time is definitely the last, but next time it'll be the same excuse. This time she throws the little book away, next time she might frantically pick it back up from the trash can.

“Is, is that so…?”

Alice looked at Saintess Libolila blankly, always feeling that something wasn't quite right.

“Mm, Alice, how many times has this been? You're so certain now, but what about next time when I'm not here? Did you tell yourself last time that it was the last time? Prevention is better than suppression, I understand.”

Saintess Libolila looked at Alice gently.

Alice's cheeks flushed slightly, which was quite adorable. She thought back and had to admit that her aunt was indeed right. Last time, she told herself it was the last time, but just now…

“I'm sorry, Aunt…”

“No need to apologize, just don't let Saintess Geni and the others find out.”

Saintess Libolila gently shook her head.

“Oh… then, does this… count as breaking the precepts?”

Alice no longer insisted, as she felt her insistence was somewhat powerless.

“…Yes.”

After a moment of silence, Saintess Libolila met Alice's gaze and nodded affirmatively.

“Then…”

Alice hesitated.

“Even if you knew you were breaking the precepts, weren't you doing it before, Alice?”

Saintess Libolila spoke calmly.

“Ugh…”

Alice was speechless.

“If it really can't be helped… for you, Aunt…”

Saintess Libolila murmured softly.

Alice looked at her blankly. She heard Saintess Libolila's words clearly, but didn't understand what they meant. “Aunt, what are you saying?”

“Nothing.”

Saintess Libolila smiled and released Alice, “I said, as long as it's not excessive. Let's make an agreement: some days you can be unrestrained, and some days you must not act recklessly. Besides, this also helps in interpreting the Holy Scripture, doesn't it?”

“Oh…”

Chapter 451: What's So Good About Such Imagination!

Alice stood up from the bedside, watching Saintess Libolila open the door and leave. The heavy stone in her heart finally lifted. She rubbed her small face, recalling the whole process of being caught by her aunt, and her face inexplicably felt warm.

However, thinking of her aunt's hesitant expression just now, and recalling the content of her aunt's unintentional murmuring… although she didn't understand, she still felt a lot of concern in her heart.

Aunt… Alice was a little confused. What exactly was her aunt thinking? Why did she allow me to do this… In the past, Aunt would definitely have scolded me and ordered me not to, right?

Alice sat back on the bedside, looking down at her small hands. She subconsciously squeezed them, then immediately placed her hands on her thighs. She suddenly remembered her previous embarrassment, and her face couldn't help but flush with a bit more shyness. Her worries about her aunt also dissipated quite a bit.

Alice lay back in bed. Her aunt had taken her book, and she had no mood to do those things anymore. After all, she couldn't just think about it without any 'side dishes'…

Of course, she herself didn't understand these things, what 'side dishes', what 'self-entertainment'… she just instinctively wanted to sleep.

…

Saintess Weier lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed. The surrounding lights shone on the mist-filled space above the tub, reflecting a hazy and dreamlike color. The light fell on her snow-white skin exposed above the water, giving her an even more sacred aura.

A few strands of light golden hair clung to Saintess Weier's cheek. Her delicate, smooth, pretty face wore a serene expression, her prominent nose slightly upturned, her thin lips slightly pursed, making her adorable and pure, making one instinctively want to cherish her.

After an unknown amount of time, Saintess Weier, who seemed to have been asleep, finally stirred. Leaning against the edge of the bathtub, she scooped up a handful of water from the pool, tilted her head back, and poured it over her face.

The warm bathwater glided over her forehead, chin, jade neck, collarbone… The lower part was already submerged in the pool, but faintly, through the mist, her graceful figure could still be seen.

“Whoosh—”

Saintess Weier took a breath of the somewhat humid air, allowing her mind, which had become a little hazy from soaking for too long, to return to normal.

She opened her eyes, her spring-like gaze rippling like the pool water, inexplicably adding a touch of charm that made it impossible to tear one's eyes away from her.

She sat with her knees bent, hugging them, her gaze fixed on the rippling surface of the water before her, lost in thought.

“Your Highness Saintess?”

A gentle call came from outside the door, causing Saintess Weier's seemingly frozen delicate body to stir slightly.