Three days of tenderness.

That is the light that finally appears in the gloomy life. Angelica will never extinguish that ray of light with her own hands.

If she betrays her master, then she will really have to live like a dog for the rest of her life... no, even worse than a dog.

The proud expressions on the faces of the two nuns gradually stiffened and disappeared.

"We told you, that man has never liked you, never has..."

"It's just because of your lowly status that it's easier for her to attack..."

"It's just because your face is pretty and it can arouse his desire."

Angelica smiled brightly, although her lips were constantly trembling due to the tingling pain in her body:

"So what?"

"Even if you just like my face and my body, so what?"

"At least, in the eyes of my owner, I am a person, not a dog!"

The two nuns did not expect that Angelica's will would be so firm.

They were furious as if they were stimulated by something invisible, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. A nun pointed a dagger at Angelica's face: "You are very confident in your face..."

"Then do you think if this face was scratched, he would still keep you?"

Angelica smiled contemptuously, she had already grasped her own will, no matter what happened... maybe she would regret it in the future, but at least now, she wouldn't.

That's enough, at least the owner won't be hurt.

Inexplicably, Angelica was actually a little proud, because the master who had promised her that when she was bullied again or in danger would definitely appear in front of her did not appear.

Obviously there is a little resentment in my heart.

Maybe what they said was right. The master only chose her because of her status as a maid and it was easy for someone to prey on her.

In the owner's heart, he may not have any feelings for himself.

But I am so stupid.

Just because of three days of tenderness...

However, he might be a little handsome.

It was clear that under Rossweisse's hands, I could only live like a dog, but I didn't expect that there would be times when I could act cool. This feeling is pretty good.

I don’t know if after my death, my master will occasionally think of a little maid who only served him for three days. If I can think of myself once in a while, I will be satisfied and have no regrets.

Strangely enough, at this time she had not even once thought about the sainthood that Augustus had promised to win over her. Perhaps, the sainthood was no more than that to her.
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Holy girl, she is far less happy than being a little maid beside her master.

If possible, I really hope to be a maid next to my master for the rest of my life.

"Idiot..." the nun spat.

Angelica's staring eyes made her inexplicably irritable.

She doesn't understand how there can be such stupid people in this world.

But she didn't do it after all. After all, she still needed Angelica to drug the hero. If Angelica was really disfigured, even if the hero was an idiot, he would still be able to feel that something was wrong.

Taking a deep breath, the two nuns looked at each other. Although they wanted to completely destroy Angelica's will, as a woman, she is not afraid of death or disfigurement. Her will is already stronger than steel.

, their torture can no longer bend Angelica’s will.

With such a firm will, even the Holy Lady's magic scroll may not be effective.

But, they must try.

If it fails, the only option is to kill Angelica. After all, what happened today cannot be spread out anyway.

Another nun took out a magic scroll.

Although she knew Angelica's will was extremely firm, the nun couldn't help but want to stimulate Angelica. After all, she really wanted to see Angelica collapse and be able to destroy such a firm will.

, that is definitely the greatest pleasure.

"Angelica, do you know what this is?"

"Spiritual magic, consciousness control!"

"I respect your will, but no matter how strong your will is, it can't resist the erosion of magic. When the scroll is unfolded, you will become a puppet, like a puppet, doing things according to our orders."

"No matter how much you resist, you will eventually mix the potion into the food of your favorite and most trusted master."

"That man will still die miserably because of you."

The nun said in a hoarse voice. She couldn't wait to see Angelica's despair. She obviously had such a strong will, but in the end she still wanted to kill her master with her own hands.

Won’t it be painful or despairing?

However, the nun was disappointed.

Angelica's eyes were indeed widened, and there was indeed fear in her eyes.

She didn't expect that such a thing would be in the hands of a nun. She thought that the worst possible outcome would be to kill her. When she finally rejected the two men's proposal, she had no intention of living.

But, this is the only one that doesn’t work.

She was really scared.

Even if it was not voluntary, even if it was manipulated, Angelica would never want to kill her master with her own hands.

Then, Angelica made a move that surprised both nuns. Her hands were tied, but her feet were not.

She had just climbed up from the ground, and her still staggering body rushed towards the nun holding a sharp knife. She wanted to use the knife in the nun's hand to pierce her chest.

The nun was also startled by Angelica's actions. She watched Angelica rush towards her. By the time the nun reacted and wanted to take back the knife, it was already too late.

As he watched, the knife was about to penetrate Angelica's chest. At this moment...

Tsk!

A slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind.

The next second, there was a clang, and a small stone hit the side of the dagger.

The dagger was blown away, and the nun's palm was cracked open, causing blood to flow out.

The sudden change caused the expressions of the two nuns to change drastically, and they turned around almost at the same time: "Who?"

A figure slowly emerged in front of everyone.

The expression on Angelica's face was like a dream, full of disbelief. She wanted to rub her eyes and wonder if she had seen it wrong, but her wrists were tied and she couldn't.

She just struggled desperately subconsciously, as if she wanted to throw herself into that person's arms and feel the temperature of his chest.

The expressions on the faces of the two nuns were even more uncertain, with their brows furrowed tightly.

The man's figure only approached slowly. He stopped when he was less than three meters away from the two black-robed nuns, and said with a hoarse voice and a smile: "It's me!"

"That is, the stupid and inferior brave man you call him!"

"This is the first time we meet. Do you still know the names of the two young ladies?"

Polite and polite, like a gentleman!

Only the raised corners of his mouth evoked a murderous intent!
Chapter completed!