Milli stood there, jaw-droppingly stunned.
What was going on? Was she really saying Elena liked her?
What kind of joke was that? Wasn’t she the one who hated witches the most? Otherwise, why would she have locked her in that dungeon for so long, subjecting her to all sorts of humiliation every single day!
Soon, Milli figured it out.
So that was it. It was likely a scheme to cover the truth by appearing to reveal it!
She was pretending to let it slip, but in reality, it wasn’t like that at all. They wanted Milli to think that Elena had secretly fallen for her.
Hmph, such a petty trick. How could it possibly fool me?
“Stop pretending. You, like me?” Milli glared at Elena. “I can go with you, but you have to release Felusa first!”
“Oh-ho?” Elena looked on with great interest. “Is Felusa that important to you?”
“Of course she’s important!” Milli clenched her small fists and said in a fit of pique, “Didn’t I say it? She’s my, my lover!—”
“Have you two already been intimate?”
“Of course!” Milli’s small face turned beet red, but her temper flared up, leading her to blurt out the shameful truth in public. “Sister Felusa’s technique is much better than yours!”
“Pfft, hahaha!—”
Elena was overjoyed.
In reality, Elena was Felusa; it was just a pseudonym for a different identity. Back in the witch’s faction, Felusa went by the name Elena.
This time, she had obtained disguise magic to appear before Milli.
Otherwise, her identity would have been exposed in a heartbeat.
She originally thought Milli had no feelings for Felusa, but she hadn’t expected Milli to speak well of her in a moment of crisis—and even say her technique was good!?
As a mature woman, Elena—or rather, Felusa—felt extremely happy.
“What are you laughing at…”
Milli was puzzled as to why Elena was laughing.
Elena shouldn’t like her, but she should have a strong sense of possessiveness. Knowing that another mature woman had made a move on her, shouldn’t she be flying into a rage?
Why was she laughing so happily?
C-Could it be…
Is she a pervert? Does she like girls who have been played with by others?
Milli subconsciously took a step back, trying to distance herself from this perverted older woman.
She had realized long ago that Felusa was a pervert; she had been toyed with by a witch and was still willing to become her *partner.
Similarly, Elena was also a pervert.
When she first met Elena, she felt she was very similar to Felusa. So it was a similarity in temperament—they both liked playing with ruined girls!
Honestly, my life is so bitter!
Whether the child in my belly belongs to either of them, it’s going to be terrible, isn’t it?
“Fine, I cannot release Felusa.”
Elena waved her hand dismissively, seemingly regaining her composure.
“I’m not a fool. Felusa is my hostage!”
“Then I’m not going with you.”
“So, there’s nothing to talk about?”
“I haven’t wanted to talk to you for a long time. What is there for us to talk about?”
Milli emitted a murderous aura once more. Countless magic circles bloomed behind her, and light arrows emerged from them, capable of blasting Elena into cinders in an instant.
The black-robed girl was terrified and hurried to block the way in front of Elena.
However, Elena patted her on the shoulder.
The black-robed girl’s face turned red as she obediently retreated behind her. In truth, she liked Elena very much, but she knew she wasn’t worthy of Lady Elena.
“Alright, don’t get so excited,” Elena took a crystal from her spatial magic and tossed it to Milli. Milli froze for a moment but caught it anyway.
She looked at it in her hand; it was a recording stone.
Giving Elena a wary glare, she secretly activated it. Indecent scenes appeared inside—it was a blindfolded girl being intimate with a mature woman!
“Th-This… isn’t this me!”
Milli gritted her teeth and crushed the recording crystal.
“What are you doing? Do you want a quick death?”
“If you make a move, everyone in the Goddess Cult will see your adorable appearance tomorrow. They might even start calling you ‘Teacher Milli’ out of respect!”
“You, you, you!…”
Milli was washed in shame, and her magic power dissipated.
Wuwu, she almost forgot—Elena had taken many provocative photos too!
She couldn’t even lift her head. If Milli were a bit more shameless and didn’t care about her body being admired, she could go for mutual destruction, but Milli cared about her dignity!
“What exactly do you want!”
“Didn’t I say it? Accompany me to the Silver Party.”
“You!… Shameless!—”
“Thank you for the compliment,” Elena said with a smile. “Alright, it’s time to make a decision. As long as you agree, Felusa will be safe, and your secrets won’t be known by anyone.”
Elena walked to Milli’s side and gently stroked her face.
Milli bit her lip, unable to resist.
She didn’t want to be Elena’s female companion, but she had no choice. She had to save Felusa and ensure she wouldn’t encounter any danger!
Moreover, she also had to stop the summoning ritual.
It seemed she had no choice but to sacrifice herself first!
Elena, don’t get too ahead of yourself. What you owe me, I’ll make you pay back sooner or later!
“I agree. You are not allowed to touch a single hair on Felusa!”
“Don’t worry, how could I bear to touch her?”
Milli froze and looked up curiously.
“After all, compared to just two people being intimate, I prefer a threesome.” Elena leaned into Milli’s ear. “I want to act recklessly toward you together with Felusa.”
“Gu, p-pervert!—”
A threesome? I’m not letting you two take turns attacking me!
Two perverts, just go die already!
Milli, in a fit of rage, swung her fist wildly. Elena dodged easily and circled behind Milli, directly pinching her weak spot. Milli’s face flushed completely red.
“Wh-What are you touching!”
“Just checking to see if you’ve developed yet.”
“Go away, you dead pervert!”
She wanted to resist, but having her weakness seized, Milli’s body went soft, and she slumped into Elena’s arms. This feeling was too familiar—it was just like Felusa’s way of attacking!
Ugh, she had no power to fight back against her at all!
—
A moment later, Elena sat on the edge of the bed.
The black-robed girl was brewing tea for her. Elena rested her face in her hands, lost in memory.
Just now, Elena had taken the opportunity to feel Milli up and had gotten quite a bit of “service.” She had wanted to take her down in one go, or perhaps feed her an aphrodisiac mouth-to-mouth.
In the end, Milli had pushed her away.
Milli had covered herself, shouted a curse, and run off.
What a pity she couldn’t get intimate with her. Elena quite liked bullying Milli again using her identity as a witch, making her experience that sense of shame.
“Lady Elena, please have some tea.”
The black-robed girl handed over the tea. Elena took it and took a sip.
In fact, the plan had begun the moment they got off the airship.
Elena had intentionally let the black-robed girl wander around in front of Milli to let her know a witch was following her.
It was just that the black-robed girl’s attire was too suspicious.
Yes, Elena had told her to dress a bit suspiciously, but everything had to be done with moderation. This had clearly gone overboard and almost attracted the attention of the regular army.
Then they came to the inn, and it was the black-robed girl who entered the room next door.
She wore high heels, mimicking the sound of a mature woman’s footsteps.
Then there was the witch’s magic power. She was forcing Milli to act a part, with the goal of humiliating her while simultaneously making Milli lower her guard.
Once they reached Yoen Village, the next step of the plan began.
The black-robed girl used a sealing crystal to release Elena’s magic power.
Sure enough, Milli went to chase her.
The black-robed girl returned directly to deliver the disguise props. Felusa dressed up and transformed into the witch Elena, waiting for Milli to walk into the trap.
The discarded Holy Robe served as the token for the hostage.
The goal this time was exactly as Elena had stated: she truly intended to sabotage the summoning ritual. Otherwise, if the Dragon Race found out, it would be the end for the witches.
The Goddess Cult wouldn’t be able to escape either; likely only Milli would be spared from death.
Why? Because her hair was white!
The Dragon envoy Elena knew had white hair, and it was said her mother also had white hair…
Of course, Milli wasn’t her mother.
However, since she shared similarities with the mother, the Dragon envoy wouldn’t deal a killing blow.
Once the summoning ritual was destroyed, Elena would find an opportunity to restore her identity as Felusa and stage a “hero saves the beauty” moment.
She would make sure Milli fell so deeply in love with her that she couldn’t extricate herself!
“Hehe, hahaha!~~”
Elena, or rather Felusa, laughed very happily.
When the time was ripe, she could go with Milli to rescue her own mother. Once her mother was rescued, Milli would have no more utility.
Then, she could just keep her by her side like a little puppy!