As a Succubus Witch, even though Kariel was currently severely injured, she still retained her sense for desire.
The Empire’s Third Princess must have done something truly excessive to her poor little Loran.
Yet, she had been blocked outside the church by the Imperial Guard, forced to watch helplessly as Loran suffered under Elizabeth’s hand.
She felt just like the incompetent husbands depicted in storybooks.
She hadn’t even had much of a chance to be intimate with little Loran, yet someone else had beaten her to it.
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became; she used her cat paw to open the balcony door and walked inside.
“Sister Loran, there’s a kitty.”
Renee stopped gnawing on her earth dragon steak and pointed her small finger toward the balcony.
Loran looked back and saw a sleek, glossy black cat run in from the balcony.
On the cat’s face, she could actually discern thirty percent anger, thirty percent resentment, and ninety-four percent incompetence.
Whoa, are even cats’ emotions this complex these days?
Loran chuckled, but then suddenly felt something was off, and she carefully examined the approaching black cat.
“Kariel, is that you?”
The black cat nodded, then let out a “meow-roar,” and a flash of magical light shimmered.
A stunning, red-haired older woman appeared on the spot, wearing a form-fitting black and purple evening gown.
“A-a cat turned into a human!” Jenny exclaimed immediately.
As a village girl, she had never seen such a scene; terrified, she shrank back, hiding directly behind her sister.
“Pfft…” Renee also spat out a mouthful of her drink, luckily turning her head to avoid the dishes, spilling it onto the floor instead.
She wasn’t scared; rather, she recognized the red-haired woman before her.
Isn’t this the High Priestess of the Church of Life — “Elna of Fushan”?
Why is she here?
That person had a terrible reputation in their era.
It wasn’t that she had bad morals or a poor personality; on the contrary, Elna was synonymous with being a good person back then, and the common folk took pride in living under her rule.
She was a truly good leader who ensured people had plenty of food and clothing and lived in peace and contentment.
However, her quirks were truly indescribable; she carried a Bow of Breeding everywhere she went.
If one of two girls in love was shot by it, she would temporarily gain special male equipment.
Although it was a compromise made after the Great War because the male population had plummeted.
But Elna didn’t just shoot people everywhere; she also published strange books daily, teaching her subjects all sorts of ways to play.
Three hundred years of persistence, six hundred books teaching everything she knew.
For a very long time, the region under Elna’s rule became a pilgrimage site for Dark Elves, and some even wanted to honor her as the Goddess of Lilies.
Thinking of this, Renee also shrank back and huddled against her sister.
Although she wouldn’t be recognized now, facing Elna…
or the woman who now seemed to be called Kariel, the most dangerous thing was often one’s own butt.
…
On the other side, Kariel, having returned to her older woman form, ignored the strange sisters and directly hugged Loran.
“My poor little Loran, big sister is late.
You must have suffered such great grievances.
I will make that damned princess pay a hundredfold for what she did to you!”
Loran’s eyes were covered by the sudden embrace, and her small mouth, having just eaten the steak, left a streak of grease between the tender, white, towering peaks.
Looking at it this way, her favorability rating with Kariel wasn’t low at all; to think she cared about her so much.
“Don’t worry, Sister Kariel, I didn’t suffer any harm.
See, I’m perfectly fine and lively.”
Loran reluctantly pushed Kariel away and showed off her smooth arms and calves.
Kariel, however, remained looking sorrowful.
You might not have been physically harmed, but your purity has been harmed!
Although the hug just now confirmed that little Loran was still brand new and authentic, she also sensed a divine power reaction—it was the [Steel Brand] of the Cult of the Steel God.
Little Loran had such a hard life; a [Mark of Desire] on the front, and a [Steel Brand] on the back.
Although it wasn’t clear why Loran could withstand two divine brand magic spells simultaneously, the most critical thing was the disgusting effect of the branding magic!
Furthermore, this time it was Princess Elizabeth who carved it personally; she must have posed little Loran in twelve different positions.
Fortunately, that damned brat Elizabeth was just an ordinary human female; if she were a succubus or a male, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
If that kind of thing had happened, Kariel would have blasted that bastard to pieces that very night.
Seeing Kariel still looking sorrowful and worried about her, Loran couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her heart.
Having just transmigrated, she was friendless and surrounded by packs of wolves and powerful enemies.
Kariel was the only one who hadn’t tried to harm her and had helped her immensely.
No wonder Kariel received such high ratings in the players’ walkthroughs.
Although the Jenny Sisters were good people, at this stage, they could only cheer from the sidelines; Loran was their reliance.
“Please rest assured, that princess really didn’t do anything to me.
I’m sorry for making you worry.”
Loran stood on tiptoes, gently hugged Kariel, and said softly with a gentle smile on her face.
“Thank you for your concern, Kariel.
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Ugh, ah…
what on earth is this overflowing maternal brilliance?
Is this really a temperament that a mere young girl can possess?
Renee and Kariel, the two old monsters, roared in their hearts simultaneously.
Kariel felt even more ashamed; at this point, she couldn’t bring herself to say that she was angry because of a pure love complex.
As for Miss Jenny behind Renee, she already had a dazed expression, and she started whispering “Mom” under her breath.
Her face was full of yearning for Loran’s embrace.
After finishing the hug, Loran invited Kariel to sit down and have a meal together.
At the same time, she introduced Kariel to the Jenny Sisters.
Kariel naturally accepted Loran’s invitation happily.
She also took out a bottle of extremely precious [spirit dragon blood brew] from her space ring and poured a glass for everyone present.
Through Loran’s introduction, Jenny learned that Kariel had not only helped Loran but also contributed significantly to resolving the magic pollution, and her favorability increased instantly.
Seeing Kariel’s good-natured side, Renee couldn’t help but nod.
Although she was a bit strange, being friends with someone like her was really a very good thing.
As she spoke, she didn’t forget to take a sip of the [spirit dragon blood brew]; this wine had been an excellent vintage back in the day.
“Oh my, Renee, you can’t drink yet!
Give the glass to me.”
Jenny, seeing Renee drinking, quickly stopped her.
Kariel, however, stopped Jenny’s hand and showed a reassuring smile.
“Please rest assured, Miss Jenny.
The spirit dragon blood brew doesn’t intoxicate easily, and it has great benefits for both the body and magic cultivation.”
As she spoke, she continued to pour the wine.
“Someone like Little Renee, you, and Loran should drink a bit more.”
Hearing this, and thinking of her sister’s health, Jenny immediately started urging her sister to drink more.
Even Loran couldn’t help but drink a few more sips.
She had to freeload a few more glasses of this good stuff; back on Earth, she was a renowned warrior at the drinking table!
“Heh heh!” Thinking of this, Loran immediately wore a happy expression, her cheeks flushed with an alluring rosy tint, making everyone present feel the desire to take a lick.
“Another…
another glass.”
Loran shook her glass and couldn’t help but nod at Kariel’s words; not only was this wine delicious.
It really didn’t make one drunk; look, even the youngest, Little Renee, wasn’t even blushing.