At first, the Witch of Lust carried a smile that would charm even the coldest of won.
Then, upon a snowdrop on her shoulder, l shuddered in utter fear.
"Uh-Partner..."
l pointed upwards; the snowy sky baring a weight that transcended space as she imagined Lila glaring at them from afar.
"Don’t you think it’s a little too early to expose us?"
She tilted her head as she whispered. "I’m afraid that Lila might over-react and... you know."
Having barely stopped Nyrel for her amageddon plan, l sincerely wished a close-second won’t happen in her Partner’s presence.
"It’s alright." Maria chuckled into her folded hands. "I may only be an Exarch Rank, but being capable of every Witch’s Abilities has its convenience."
Her shoulders hunched back for a relaxed posture, as she tapped l’s chin.
"To Envy, it must have looked like you were talking to the air, so try not to sound too suspicious."
"That-"
Then you should have told earlier! I almost muttered your na out loud!
Pouting a little, l shifted back to Nyrel; the necromage’s face remained dazed as confusion crossed her gaze.
Though her maid’s grasp rely held firm, unbothered
Maria’s preparation was thorough; even Nyrel and her maid failed to spot her.
’Truly, ’ l sighed, switching to . ’You’ve saved .’
Though she never planned to harm Nyrel directly, l originally wished to scare her a little.
Poisoning Lila’s sister was a cri she couldn’t easily forgive, and l herself was always a powerful witch and a villain.
’Don’t be like that.’ Maria’s graceful voice flowed and soothed her heavy mind. ’I can fully understand how frustrated you are.’
Maria’s hands wrapped around her waist from behind, as l held back a minor hiccup.
Her Partner’s daring was in the whole show again, undeterred by the falling snows.
’But please understand,’ the Saintess breathed hot air into l’s neck.
’I need Nyrel’s mories intact. The Holy Church has more than enough artifacts and... thods to obtain information from her.’
’More efficient than mine?’ l’s lips pursed. ’Or... is it for the Church that you need her?’
’Sothing like that.’ Maria’s grasp tightened possessively, as her cheek nuzzled into l’s shoulder.
’Rember that Envy’s snow has reached everywhere, and other factions within and without began to move.’
A strictness flashed on Maria’s golden eyes, before they softened upon glancing at l’s cute curious face from behind.’
’So,’ Maria raised her hand and cupped l’s lips into an ’o’ shape.
’Not now. And you wish not to judge her yourself, but allow Envy to do so, don’t you?’
Maria’s tender murmur slithered into l’s mouth, stimulating her every sense.
’Uh...’ l’s head grew hazy, her tongue licking at the teeth to ground herself in reality. ’I... yes.’
But she did agree with Maria; her personal rage aside, Lila should’ve been the one who chose to forgive or judge her instead, not her.
’But even then...’ l’s brows curled to a sad frown. ’I do feel it’s the best if Lila never sees her.’
Her possessiveness scread at her to protect Lila, yet her love told l to cherish Lila and allow her lover to grow as a person.
’Of course.’ Maria’s thumb brushed l’s lower lips, admiring the blush blossoming at her Witch’s cheeks.
’But with Lila as a Witch, she was bound to encounter the truth one day.’
A pause as Maria’s gaze locked with l’s, then she continued.
’l. You’ve been preparing for Lila for ten years.’ Maria’s index tapped the upper lip of l’s.
’Trust in yourself. Trust in Envy. And if not...’
She mustered up the ’kindest’ smile. ’Trust in .’
’Maria...’
Her heart fluttered at her partner’s sincerity, as l restrained herself to prevent fidgeting like an innocent maiden in love.
The sweet taste of soone recognising her efforts, by her Partner who has accompanied her for so long, beckoned her to embrace with complete openness.
As her bottom surged with a renewed wetness, Nyrel observed this scenery in silence.
The maid above her seed oblivious, but Nyrel’s cautious stare knew better.
Catching l’s tiniest flickering of embarrassnt, the Necromage deduced l must have been talking to soone.
But... who? Who would cooperate with an all-powerful, unpredictable Witch like her?
Her mind scoured to piece together the clues, then drifted back to the reports about the airships.
So, the brief suspicion she once held flared up; her eyes widening in pure shock.
The Airship Operation, the one that sought to cause chaos and sour the Saintess’s reputation, had been reported by the spy as a belated failure.
Aside from completely restructuring her whole sche, Nyrel thought it would only cost a delayed capture of l. Yet...
She glared at l, or what seed to be behind l.
The domino chain of failures is taking place; the invisible grasp as if soone were there yet not there.
Worse, was her ability to grasp others like a pawn.
"l Sakura."
Her words distracted l, as she peeked at Nyrel.
Mulling over her speech, Nyrel’s lips parted, closed, then parted again to speak.
"You’re perhaps tempted, or offered sothing by that White Demon, but please. Do not ever trust her."
She gritted her teeth against the bile of anger in her throat. "Maria Sableheart... is the most vile woman I’ve ever known. Even our Master Pride has fallen..."
Unfortunately, l blinked and tilted her head, her brow raising in confusion.
In her eyes, Nyrel’s mouth was just... moving without any voice.
Her lips barely warped with minimal movent, as if a barricade of perception blocked her from guessing Nyrel’s words.
’Partner...’ She squinted at Maria, still idly playing with her lips. ’Mind explaining what you did to Nyrel?’
’Oh, don’t mind.’ The Saintess shrugged. ’re cursory words would only pollute your ears, l.’
’Oh, thank you! I guess I shouldn’t have bothered- as if!’
l pouted again, protesting in her mind, her lips clasping over Maria’s fingers with the gesture.
So cute... Ah... I want to violate her and present l to that Envy...
A subtle flick of her gaze to above, and Maria’s thumb slid her way inside.
"Mmm!"
A muffled yelp escaped from l’s lips as she blushed furiously, her waist wiggling against her shuddered pelvis.
"’My little l has grown rebellious, huh?’"
Hot breaths puffed into l’s ear, as Maria’s echoed gently in her head.
l buckled against Maria’s firm grasp, almost lting against the two teasing sensations.
’Maria...ah!’
As the Saintess’s palm stroked her thigh, l’s eyes misted in a silent surrender.
"’Relax yourself, my l.’"
Just one order, and l’s shoulders loosened; her back leaning onto Maria’s front.
"’That’s it...’" Maria arched her waist, caving her chest for l’s cushion.
"’You have worked hard destroying those Headquarters, no?’"
Licking her lips, Maria’s palm traced up l’s thigh before drawing circles on l’s pelvis.
"’Leave all the cleanup to , then.’"
’Maria...’
Panting desperately, l’s hat threatened to slip off before a strange force tugged it back to her hair.
Shadow lood over l as their heated golden eyes locked with each other’s.
Yet as l leaned in, Maria’s thumb in her lips pushed her back; the only barrier between their lips.
’Please... Maria...’
"’Hehe. Don’t worry.’"
Then, Maria’s hands settled on l’s thighs, before prying them open.
Her brows raised; the little wet spot on l’s skirt too recognisable.
"’l...’" Maria’s voice grew heated, her tongue darting out. "’I can’t wait for tonight.’"
Her tongue tip was etched onto l’s earlobe, and the little gasps she elicited were a small victory as Maria teased l’s ear more.
Witnessing the bizarre scenery from her blushing Master, the maid tilted her head with her arms still latched onto Nyrel’s.
Her Master must have caught a cold. As expected, Envy’s winter was not to be underestimated.
anwhile, Nyrel stopped yapping; her narrowed eyes cautioned against l’s ’ignorance’ and fidgeting fra.
The snow breeze howled a silent complaint around them, as if equally confused by this scenery.
Then, Nyrel heard it.
A malicious, indifferent tone, carried with wisdom that matched... won against her Master’s.
’It has been a while, Nyrel the Necromage.’
Nyrel’s figure shook as she snapped her gaze aside before landing back on l’s.
Aside from l’s relaxed... well, overly ’relaxed’ expression, Nyrel couldn’t find the source of the greeting.
The greeting... that was declared once, when the Saintess strolled in and one shot the Ice Dragon.
’It indeed has.’
Fear struck her chest cold; the gentle snow from the Witch of Envy was almost too ta in comparison.
Because the Saintess’s gentle voice ca not from benevolence.
But an outright arrogance as if looking down upon everyone below her.
’Envy’s awakening... and your little sche has indeed outmatched my expectations.’
The smirk in her ’monologues’ was too unmistakable for Nyrel.
Sighing, she muttered in her head. ’So? Shall I celebrate surprising the greatest archenemy of my Master?’
’Perhaps.’
Then, she froze at the edged malice in the voice.
’But you have almost told l of sothing you shouldn’t. Trying to break my bond with her.’
As her teeth grazed l’s earlobe, Maria just stared at Nyrel, more occupied by the sweetness of l’s moan and her skin.
’Though I have you to thank for as well.’
After all, Wrath and Calina wouldn’t have adequately t if not for Nyrel’s sches.
And Envy wouldn’t be as mad if not for her interruption here.
She grinned to herself as she imagined once again.
The distant glare from the Witch of Envy on the cliffside.
As she desperately, desperately held back from freezing the World in its entirety.
Maria found it unfortunate, yet fortunate as well.
Unfortunate for her selfishness.
And fortunate for her l.
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