“Serveyia, when I came down, you didn’t seem very happy. Why is that?”
Hearing Serveyia humming a cheerful but unfamiliar tune behind him, Lin Sheng cautiously asked the question, assuming her mood was at least okay.
“Is the little fox worried about me?”
“Who—who’s worried about you! I’m worried about myself!”
After all, Serveyia was his perverse Maid—yes, perverse—so Lin Sheng thought if she wasn’t happy, he probably wouldn’t be either.
“Don’t worry. It’s just some brainless ministers. If I had the Saint Laia Secret Arts, I could turn them all into Foxgirls. That would be better.”
Uh…
Sitting in Serveyia’s lap, Lin Sheng was certain this woman was a fox-obsessed maniac. Would any normal nation’s Heir wish for all their ministers to become Foxgirls?
“Serveyia, you were joking, right?”
“Hmph, who knows? Either way, their only job is to cause trouble for me. Since they’re all troublemakers, at least pretty Foxgirls would be cute while doing it. Those people only make me want to drag them out and behead them.”
Although Lin Sheng didn’t understand anything about running a country, he felt Serveyia’s ideas were just too far-fetched. No matter how he thought about it, such a thing seemed impossible.
“Serveyia, did Lien really say she wanted to meet with the Student Representative this afternoon?”
“Of course it’s true. Since you’re Princess, and tomorrow is the Appointing Ceremony, it’s necessary to introduce you to the important figures in the Academy in advance. That way, you can blend into Saint Laia more easily.”
“But…aren’t those all big shots? I…can I really handle it?”
“Little fox, don’t worry. In terms of status, I’m not beneath them. Even I became your Maid willingly, so Your Highness should have more confidence in your charm.”
“That’s— that’s different! I think you only became my Maid because you’re a pure pervert!”
“Oh? Little fox, are you so sure everyone is a good child?”
“Uh, Serveyia, you’re joking, right?”
“Is it a joke? You’ll know when you meet them.”
After Serveyia said this, Lin Sheng’s tail stiffened noticeably, then drooped helplessly a few seconds later.
“I feel like the illusion of Saint Laia is crumbling.”
“Little fox, no matter how important someone is, everyone has desires. And as a Nine-tailed Celestial Fox, an Auspicious Beast, you naturally fulfill those desires from every part of you. At that moment, even if they’re not perverts, just seeing Your Highness would turn them into one.”
If Serveyia’s previous words only shook Lin Sheng’s faith in Saint Laia, these words actually scared him a little.
What a joke! What does she mean by ‘turn into a pervert just by seeing me’?
Does that mean this Academy could turn into a place where you can’t graduate unless you XX?
Lin Sheng stiffly glanced at Serveyia. If she was being serious just now, did that mean some of this perverse Maid’s desires were also fulfilled by him?
What kind of chosen hot weapon is this?!
“Serveyia, uh…so…have you also had some desires satisfied?”
Lin Sheng felt like he was digging his own grave asking this, but his curiosity wouldn’t let him leave it alone.
He needed an answer to put his mind at ease—or to kill it.
“Me? Of course, I’m satisfied too. To me, every inch of the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox’s skin embodies my desires. Whether it’s this fluffy big tail, plump sensitive thighs, or the proud chest, they all carry my desires.”
“Per…pervert! You’re a pervert! Put me down! I want to get away from you!”
Great. With that answer, Lin Sheng’s heart finally died in peace.
He shouldn’t have expected anything normal from this detestable Maid’s mouth.
“Don’t move!”
Feeling the little fox squirming in her arms, Serveyia grumbled in annoyance.
“I won’t! Who wants to sit with a pervert like you!”
Good. Our little fox finally decided to stand up for himself. He felt if he didn’t resist now, he’d be crushed by Serveyia forever.
“Little fox, if you keep moving, I don’t mind giving your thighs a deep massage.”
Sensing danger, Lin Sheng’s tails instinctively wanted to wrap around him, but Serveyia’s claws were faster, grabbing the most sensitive part at the base of his tail and rubbing gently.
“Ugh~ No…stop, let go, please, let go~”
The moment his tail was caught, a gasp slipped from Lin Sheng’s lips, followed by desperate pleas before his mind could even react.
Well, it seems our little fox’s rebellion ended before it began.
Maybe little foxes are born to be devoured by big sisters.
“Still feeling cocky?”
“No more! No more! Let go of my tail!”
As Serveyia let go, Lin Sheng quickly pulled his tail into his arms, glaring at her in shame and anger.
This woman was truly a demon!
Of course, Lin Sheng didn’t know that this action was far from intimidating—in fact, it only made him look more adorable in his helplessness.
“Princess Serveyia, the guests have arrived. Should I bring them in?”
While Lin Sheng was still trying to kill Serveyia with his gaze, Lien opened the dining room door, bringing explosive news.
“What! They’re coming already? I’m not ready!”
It’s all Serveyia’s fault for insisting on feeding him, wasting so much time for no reason.
Now, he wasn’t prepared to face strangers at all. What if he embarrassed himself?
“It’s fine, little fox. Even if you don’t prepare anything, your cuteness is enough. Lien, bring the guests to the Audience Hall.”
The Audience Hall, actually the main lounge on the first floor—after giving Lien the order, Serveyia mercifully set Lin Sheng down.
Ah, the feeling of touching the ground again was wonderful.
Lin Sheng felt like he hadn’t stood on his own feet all day, and his intelligence had never reached new heights.
Instead, he kept getting dragged around by Serveyia.
Entering the Audience Hall, Lin Sheng noticed two people sitting in the corner—or rather, one person and a catgirl.
“Ah, it’s Princess! Princess, I’m Sofia, Sofia Shadowclaw. I’m so happy to meet you, nya!”
The catgirl sprinted over the moment she saw Lin Sheng enter, stopping just a step or two away, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at him.
The catgirl—Sofia—had delicate features, and her light blue, gem-like cat eyes scanned Lin Sheng up and down.
Meanwhile, Lin Sheng was also examining her.
Sofia’s hair was similar in color to Lin Sheng’s, with silver-white cat ears and a tail.
She was even shorter than Lin Sheng, petite, with a modest chest compared to Serveyia and Lin Sheng, but perfectly balanced.
She wore a snug, short-sleeved shirt with a jacket over it, giving her a cool vibe.
Her lower half was clad in simple shorts and over-the-knee socks.
Though simple, her thighs looked firm from frequent exercise, and the marks where the socks pressed into her skin were, to be honest, a bit…suggestive.
Lin Sheng wanted to look longer, but memories of his embarrassing first meeting with Serveyia made him hastily move his gaze upward.
Too slow. He met Sofia’s sly grin head-on.
“Does Princess like it, nya? If you do, I can give you these stockings, as long as you’re willing to trade for the ones on your legs. Isn’t that a great deal, nya?”