The Bahas Empire, the imperial capital Owentar, the Fairy Temple——
Melissa was being served by several nuns whom she treated as maids, and was pinching her face a little anxiously - not dressing up, but pinching her face.
Not long ago, a message came from the country of Titania, which is far away in the east and across several Central Continent countries, saying that Crounpis was coming to "inspect the work."
It was said to be "inspection work", but based on Merriface's understanding of Crownpis's urine properties, it was definitely a tourist trip.
Although they had come here occasionally in the past, they were all stand-ins "born" by Crounpis and Sunny. In fact, Melissa had not seen Crounpis for many years. She was used to making superficial remarks about the substitutes.
And it is a bit difficult to immediately adjust back to the way Crounpis likes her in the past when she is dictating to her subordinates.
However, she secretly thought that she might be able to take the opportunity to solve the remaining problems in the temple that had accumulated for more than ten years, such as the issues of the executed temple officials and the widows and orphans of the four mad believers.
"It's not big, right, Mistress Merriface, it has to be like this, and then like this." The "maid" on the side put her hand on Merriface's face and pinched and pressed it.
It seems rude, but Melphis is a magical creature that can change shape, so there is nothing wrong with pinching her face to adjust her face.
"Hmm... I feel like something's not quite right? Isn't this expression too respectful?" Melphis raised her chin and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling something was wrong.
“Shouldn’t this be the case for ‘The Coming of the True God’?”
"Think about it, Lace, you know that Lady Crownpis was a student at the Academy of Magic, right? You've seen through her, but you still don't know what her character is?" Melphis put down her expression and fixed it for herself.
He grabbed two big ponytails with his hands and motioned for the lace to tie them up.
"I don't know, Lady Merriface, who dared to approach those weirdos in your class back then."
"You seem to have scolded His Highness Tajikistan, Lace."
"Ah, I'm sorry, hehehe."
The words that were obviously provocative to the royal family were laughed off by the two of them.
The shape that Merriface wanted was not so easy to do, so when it came to her forehead, Lace put her head against her chest to steady it, and concentrated on playing with her head.
In fact, it's not necessary. Merriface's transformation ability is very useful. She just enjoys the fun of controlling others.
"By the way, although it's a bit late, congratulations on turning positive and regaining your youth, Lace." Feeling that Lace, who was in her twenties not long ago, had returned to the seventeen-year-old touch, Merriface smiled mischievously.
"Well, thank you for the congratulations, Mrs. Merriface." Lace is now a magical creature of the same kind as Merriface.
Eternal youth is the dream of every girl who works in the Fairy Temple. However, there is still some resistance to completely abandoning the human race and becoming fairies or vampires. Magical creatures with some human blood are somewhat popular, but those are only those with natural powers.
It's just a patent.
"But your breasts are as flat as ever. They won't grow bigger in the future." Melissa immediately started to play a real prank.
"Thank you - for the compliment."
"Ah, you're not angry?"
"If I were really angry, wouldn't I be chopped down by you? Besides -"
Lace gently combed Merriface's dark red hair like the flames of hell, and after a while, she spoke: "It was indeed a bit of a breakdown at the beginning, but gradually, the desire in that area seemed to slowly recede, and instead, Alice felt
Adults feel closer to Midori-sama. Aren’t my breasts closer to theirs? Haha, Melissa-sama is neither too big nor too small. It’s like her position is wavering. It’s really unforgivable, haha.”
"Do you want me to help you knead it? Because you are a shapeshifter, you really have a chance to make it bigger." There is an extra "#" on Melifis' head. To do that, it is as easy as pinching her face.
"No, nature is best."
"Ah, this is the best." So Melphis didn't get breast augmentation even though she had the experience of easy plastic surgery (the anonymous task required a period of time).
Melissa regained her focus and put on the same face as before, and said, "Well, that's fine in public. If you want me to go shopping with her incognito, just do it like I did when I was a student."
Speaking of possible shopping, Melphis suddenly remembered something and was a little frightened. She immediately turned around and shouted urgently: "Lace, send someone to the department related to Mr. Crownpis to find out more about it."
She might ask casually about the process, and it might upset her to have her run around trying to find out about these things."
I wonder if I will stop by the Ministry of Magic and other places, so maybe I need to report on the work related to Crownpiss there.
"Ah, yes!" After finishing her tidying up, Lace bowed and left in a hurry. Many research and other tasks prohibit magical communication.
"Next-" Melphis stood up and straightened her clothes in the mirror.
Nowadays, Mikohime's clothes are designed to be a bit more revealing than those of ordinary nuns, priestesses, priestesses, etc. It is like a low-cut evening dress that shows off the beauty of a woman's body when attending a dinner party, with all the skin above the chest and arms exposed.
The skirt was also made short and light, which was adopted a year after the Fairy Temple was established. At first, Melphis thought that it was Crounpis who wanted her to make a fool of herself in such a dress that did not suit her identity.
To make me laugh, I can only force myself to be happy and reluctantly accept it.
But now she seems to understand that Crounpis is not without "good intentions" - Crounpis discovered her other talents and let her do warrior training. Low-cut tops and short skirts allow her to easily carry weapons.
Hidden inside the body and pulled out from under the chest and skirt at any time, the legs and arms are no longer restricted by clothing, and the ability of the Mimic Demon can be used to increase the attack distance (for details, please imagine Luffy's "Rubber Fist" in "One Piece").
If you have time to go shopping, thank her and mention that all female mimics and magical creatures should wear this type of uniform if they are warriors.
But sure enough, it was a bit immodest to go to the church like this. As always, Melphis took the snow-white enchanted cloak from the hanger hook on the side and put it on herself, rearranged her appearance, and walked out.
The only thing I'm worried about is, with his personality and the fact that he usually does everything for someone else, can he really be polite?
Later facts proved that worrying about reluctance was unnecessary, because just a moment before the visit——
"Dad, long time no see!"
"Shuge, please do me a favor, haha."
"Dad?" Shug tilted his head in disbelief and looked at Crounpis who was bending over to bow to him.
"Sugar, please teach me. I heard that your acting skills are also very well received by Alice and Midori. How have you changed your communication with believers in the past ten years? Can you give the memory to Dad?" Crowe