A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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No! We can't let the Holy Maiden continue like this. She must pull herself together and calm the Holy Maiden down!

Philomena thought to herself, but she was troubled because she had no good solution. She pounded on Saint Karina's shoulder, but it was more like a playful refusal.

Because her resistance backfired, it aroused Saint Karina's competitive spirit. The more the priestess Philomena struggled and tried to push her away and get far away, the more hard Saint Karina worked, and the more fiercely the little serpent attacked.

"呲-"

Finally, with a sound like a jet of water shooting out, Saint Karina gave Philomena a chance to catch her breath.

Even though it wasn't raining and there were no water pipes or wells nearby, there were suspicious puddles of liquid on the ground.

Aside from being a little disheveled, both of them were properly dressed.

"Aha……"

Philomena was breathing heavily, her face flushed, as if it had been watered or was flushed with shyness.

The prolonged breath-holding was far too intense for Philomena, who had never even given her first kiss. Serving His Holiness the Pope, and even more so, serving the gods, priestesses were expected to be pure in body and soul; when had she ever suffered such torment?

Her lips ached and felt numb, and her mouth tasted of rusty blood. It was Saint Karina's blood, holy blood tainted with ulterior motives, carrying an alluring, corrupting scent that was subtly altering Philomena's body.

She should have felt disgust and resistance, and said no to the saintess's behavior of taking action without the girl's consent, but miraculously, she didn't have such thoughts. Her mind was blank, with only the pleasant feelings that Saint Karina brought her remaining.

That kind of joy was like being on cloud nine, or like a dragon entering the sea; it was an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

Moreover, the bloody taste, which should have been unpleasant, was transformed by the subtle guidance of the little serpent Saint Karina into a taste of magical candy. At first, it was a flavor, but gradually, only sweetness remained.

She leaned against the wall, her mind wandering.

99. Swordsmanship Professor

"Your Holiness... have you finally gone mad?"

Being pursued so relentlessly by a morbid pope, it wasn't uncommon for Philomena to develop mental health issues.

Her voice was soft, even softer than the sound of flowing water, and her gaze was fixed on the alley's exit, as if she were worried someone might come by.

Unlike Saint Karina, Philomena didn't want anyone else to see her in such a disheveled state.

However, what she didn't know was that Saint Karina actually cherished all her possessions, so the scene here was invisible to outsiders, like a one-way mirror; they could see the outside, but those outside couldn't see the scene inside.

The only drawback is that if the sound is too loud, it might be heard.

"I'm not crazy, because... this way, the game will be more fun if we keep going, right?"

A bad woman's game can't function without some fancy tricks.

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

"So, if you just keep your voice down and don't attract anyone's attention, no one will find out where we are, right?"

Saint Karina didn't answer but asked a question in return.

She looked at Philomena with amusement, her tone gradually becoming more provocative.

Anyone with eyes could see that Saint Karina was ready to bully her severely.

"No...no! Your Holiness, if anyone else sees us, we're all doomed."

Philomena was still trying to deny Saint Karina's actions. If she had known that Melissa, the demon general whose position was about to be destroyed by the Holy Sword, was performing amazing feats comparable to AAA games in the clouds, she wouldn't be struggling like this now.

"I'm serious."

After saying that, Saint Karina stopped talking.

She placed her hand on Philomena's priestess robes, revealing a black long-sleeved bodysuit underneath, which looked quite adorable on the priestess.

She had thought there would be a bra inside, and Saint Karina was slightly disappointed.

"Hey, let me teach you swordsmanship. It's all lost techniques, so you have to learn it well, Philomena."

So Saint Karina began teaching, and ancient swordsmanship referred to the four types of sword techniques—"Strike," "Thrust," "Parry," and "Wash"—as the "Four Mother Swords."

"Strike" refers to using the tip of the sword to the three-inch mark, known as the "three-pointed edge," and applying force with a short, sharp wrist flick, like striking a bell or chime.

It can be used to strike up and down, similar to modern sword techniques like point strikes and sweeping strikes. It can also be used to strike diagonally to the left and right or horizontally. Strikes with the tip of the sword pointing towards the little finger are called "direct strikes," such as striking the head or wrist downwards or to the left; strikes with the tip of the sword pointing towards the thumb are called "counterattacks," such as striking the ear or snapping the wrist.

"Ouch!..."

The holy sword barely managed to squeeze its head through the gap in the triangular fabric. As a rebellious teenager who had to humbly listen to the lessons, Philomena found even the first step somewhat difficult to accept.

"No, I... I can't eat anymore, Your Majesty..."

She writhed and twisted, like a swimming fish, trying to escape.

However, as a lamb to the slaughter, Saint Karina could not simply stand by and watch Philomena escape.

So she began the second step of her teaching, applying all her sword techniques to Philomena.

This is "Thrust"—using the flexion and extension of the arm, the tip of the sword is used to strike any part of the opponent's body along the direction of the blade.

A horizontal thrust is when the blade is horizontal, while a vertical thrust is when the blade is vertical. Combined with the direction of the thrust and footwork/body movements, there are also advancing thrusts, retreating thrusts, independent thrusts, leaping thrusts, aerial thrusts, hand-changing thrusts, turning thrusts, and continuous thrusts.

The swift, direct strike to the heart of the flower caused some of the nectar stored within to spill out.

"Ugh...it feels so bloated."

A sour and astringent feeling welled up from somewhere indescribable, and Philomena found the feeling very unpleasant.

It wasn't just simple pain, but a tingling, numb, and aching sensation, like the muscle soreness after strenuous exercise.

Her semi-closed circular muscles were groaning and protesting; the experience of being forcibly stretched open during the training was very delicate.

Without the nourishment of love, her relationship with Saint Karina was that of monitor and monitored; they weren't even close, let alone friends. Therefore, all their current actions involved only physical interaction, not emotional connection. Philomena couldn't understand the meaning behind this behavior.

"Relax, Philomena. Since it's your first time, you may feel a little uncomfortable at first, but you'll feel really comfortable soon."

Saint Karina's words rang in my ears, carrying a soothing tone.

She was telling Philomena to calm down, and her words seemed to have a magical power, which did indeed calm Philomena's anxiety a little.

At this moment, the advancing holy sword also encountered an obstacle in the secluded path. The third move, "Ge," originally meant to obstruct or block.

In the direction from which the enemy attacks, use the tip or front of the sword to deflect the opponent's attacking weapon. In modern times, this is often called a parry or a hook. A left hook is a forward parry, a right hook is a reverse parry. An upward hook is a skyward parry. A left hook is a left parry, a right hook is a right parry or a reverse parry.

Next comes the "Beng" – a sudden, explosive movement. The sword-wielding hand suddenly bends the wrist upward, raising the sword to its upright position; the sword tip strikes upward from below, creating a "Beng". There are two types: a "positive Beng" with the sword tip pointing towards the thumb and a "reverse Beng" with the sword tip pointing towards the little finger.

The combo attack of the collapse is to counter any obstacle encountered. However, the red brick wall on the way was breached, and the broken stone dust fell into the stream, staining the trickling water with the red color of the bricks.

"Hmm..."

With a muffled groan, the stinging sensation intensified, but Philomena gritted her teeth and endured it, refusing to show any more weakness.

She knew she was defiled. Surprisingly, instead of the pain of losing her virginity, she felt no sorrow; under the influence of the divine words, she even felt a sense of overflowing satisfaction.

The greenhouse welcomed its first guest, though the guest was merely a cold, emotionless holy sword.

This feeling is so strange, it shouldn't be like this... But, under the influence of her mental state, she couldn't think any further, and it was getting weirder and weirder.

Because Saint Karina has started to constantly change her moves, her mind is not able to think about anything else, but is instead filled with new knowledge from wave after wave.

Then, she felt the majestic snow-capped peak being lifted up by a single, powerful hand. Saint Karina used a sword technique called "rubbing," which is similar to the "file" technique in old swordplay. The sword blade moves sharply forward and downward at an angle, with short, forceful back-and-forth movements like sawing.

As for the indescribable, she used a different sword technique, employing a two-pronged approach.

"Jiao" is the same as "jiao" (meaning to stir or twist). It refers to a flat sword, which is used to make a vertical circular motion in either clockwise or counterclockwise direction, with the force reaching the front of the blade.

The hand holding the sword uses the shoulder, elbow, and wrist joints as the axis, with the halfway point of the sword blade as the center point, to make the sword blade form a cone-shaped stirring motion.

The forward twisting sword is clockwise, while the backward twisting sword is counterclockwise. For example, the "advancing twisting sword" in the "42-style Tai Chi Sword" is clockwise; the "Black Dragon Twisting Pillar" in the "Wudang Small Flower Sword" is counterclockwise; and the "retreating twisting sword" in the "Six-Section Sword" is counterclockwise.

"Crash..."

Finally, more water than before gushed from the central fountain in the garden, spraying onto every flower in the garden.

Philomena, however, had long since become lost in the exquisite pleasure and had begun to convulse.

100. Let's go to a nightclub.

Finally, after the ceremony, Philomena became the second contractor of the Holy Sword.

It was not an equal contract, but a slave contract with Saint Karina as its master.

Saint Karina will only have one more chance to use the Unsealing Stone before she escapes.

The only good news is that after a series of in-depth yet simple exchanges, her strength has finally returned from the fourth rank to the fifth rank.

After breaking through, she had even more options. At the fifth rank, she was already considered a pillar of the Lorian Empire.

For example, the scroll the young emperor promised her to remove the spell on was meant to purge the corrupt and deeply entrenched noble forces within the empire. This item, left behind by the Ernest family ancestors, would allow Saint Karina to successfully remove the collar that allowed her to be tracked.

Externally, the demons are unlikely to attack the imperial city again in the short term. This is because they are unaware that Saint Karina, the Holy Maiden who defends the country, is a weakling with only a temporary advantage. Until a new opportunity arises, they will choose to remain patient.

The internal troubles presented an excellent opportunity to be resolved when Saint Karina needed the young emperor's help.

As expected of a descendant of the Ernest family, he has thoroughly mastered the art of ruling.

"Owner."

With utmost respect and a morbid attachment to Saint Karina, and perhaps lustful eyes, Philomena uttered the name she had previously found shameful, and lowered her proud head.

"No need. In order to avoid others noticing your unusual behavior, you can just call me 'Saintess' as before."

Saint Karina looked at Philomena, whose clothes had been straightened and no longer showed any signs of her previous disheveled appearance, and said.

"Yes, Your Holiness. I will address you as you wish to hear."

Philomena spoke earnestly. She looked much the same as before, but was now completely under Saint Karina's control.

Of course, having taken control of Philomena, Saint Karina did not forget her purpose.

She wasn't using the Unsealing Stone, such a precious item that could only be used once, just to meet a temporary need; she needed to obtain more information about Esther.

"Philomena, what is Esther's purpose in sending you to my side?"

"Her Holiness the Pope didn't say much. She only told me to pay close attention and report my words and actions to her daily."

The speculation was confirmed, so Saint Karina was not surprising at all.

What is your relationship with Esther?

“Your Holiness, I am an orphan adopted by His Holiness the Pope. We all grew up serving the Pope.”

"I understand. You should know how to report from now on, right? Don't say anything you can't say."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

Philomena, despite being seduced, remained submissive.

She is now in the form of Saint Karina, and she even tries to extract information from Esther's side for her sake.

After resolving Philomena's problem, Saint Karina began to work on the next steps.

She didn't intend to cause trouble for those nobles immediately, but rather to gather intelligence.

The young emperor did provide relevant information, but it was only a list, such as the status and titles of the corresponding nobles; more detailed laws were not provided.

The best place to gather information is naturally Kabukicho.

This is the empire's largest money pit, managed by a merchant from another country. Several years ago, this merchant partnered with the aristocracy to lease an undeveloped area in the capital, Partington, and develop it into Kabukicho, attracting customers and stimulating economic growth.

The current situation in the empire is not optimistic. It is beset by internal and external troubles. The biggest worry for ordinary people every day is whether thieves and robbers have climbed up their doors and entered their homes.

And, will the demon army that was previously repelled return one day in the future?

The number of patrolling soldiers has also increased, and warning signs and slogans such as "Report demons if you see them, and you will be rewarded for reporting" can be seen in the streets and alleys.

This resulted in a severe shortage of manpower, forcing the imperial army to recruit people from the civilian population and pay them relatively high wages to alleviate the manpower pressure on the army.

This job doesn't discriminate based on race, as long as the person isn't a demon. It doesn't matter what their background is, or whether they're infected with any diseases. It's becoming increasingly difficult to recruit people willing to do this job, and the military officers are racking their brains over it.

As the saying goes, a great reward will surely bring forth brave men. Even in Kabukicho, heroes joined the Volunteer Army Self-Defense Force and became part of the patrol teams.

A young female demi-human with black hair and blue eyes was wearing a uniform issued by the Volunteer Army Self-Defense Force, using a modified version of the "Saint's Hand" and a stain removal kit to sweep away the dirt on the street.

The filthy place wasn't left by demons, but by street brawls.

She stood at the entrance of a nightclub called "The Bar," cleaning up the last piece of blue, glowing, viscous substance on the ground.

"Finally finished..."

"Now that you're done, could you please go to the dressing room quickly, change into your evening clothes, and get ready to serve our guests? Someone specifically requested your services tonight, so please don't keep them waiting. You have ten minutes to prepare."

The nightclub manager, a haughty-looking woman with short brown hair, was staring at her with her arms crossed, her pale gold eyes scrutinizing the cleaning tools.