They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Night had fallen, and the camp was completely silent.

The subtle movements inside the tent did not escape.

Only the campfire in the middle of the tent was still burning, illuminating a certain area.

A crackling sound occasionally rang out from the flames.

In the stillness of the night, faint voices could be heard coming from a patch of grass some distance from the campsite.

The babbling sounds were clearly different from how ordinary people speak; they sounded somewhat awkward.

In the darkness, several voyeurs lurked in the shadows, discussing something.

Their eyes were fixed on the camp.

If there were torches to illuminate the scene, no one would fail to recognize these spying individuals.

Moonlight filtered through the treetops and fell behind the grass.

Goblins are considered low-level monsters, lacking intelligence and slow-moving.

But at this moment, they no longer have their usual listless appearance.

Hidden behind the grass, their seemingly listless eyes were fixed on the direction of the camp, as if they were talking.

Hidden in the grass, they secretly monitor humans.

Compared to lower-level monsters that hunt solely on instinct, they possess a completely different level of intelligence.

The next morning, the sunlight was just beginning to break.

Violet stood in the camp, sporting dark circles under her eyes, silently enjoying the morning breeze; even her hair was frizzy.

She had insomnia last night and barely slept a wink.

When girls passed by and saw Violet in this state, they all looked at her with disbelief.

You know, the elegant princess used to be a role model for all girls' dressing and style, but why is she so... a mess today?

How could it have turned out like this?!

Although this posture did not affect her beauty, it actually made her look a bit cute and adorable.

But this is very unusual!

She heard whispers around her, but Violet was sleep-deprived and her mind was foggy, so she couldn't hear them clearly.

But she could guess what the others were talking about even with her toes.

She herself felt like sighing at this problem.

But there are unspeakable hardships, and all resentment can only be buried in one's heart.

Damn it! We agreed last night that it would only be a little bit, but you've been doing it for so long!?

Discovering that she had been cheated on was enough to make her heartbroken.

But what's even more heartbreaking is that their behavior is keeping me from sleeping at all.

Just thinking about what happened last night filled Violet with righteous indignation.

Although in the second half my friend was bullied by bad guys, you're the one who stirred things up!

Not only was she bullied, but she also had a terrible night, and couldn't even wear her stockings anymore.

A morning breeze blew by, and Violet's pair of fair and slender legs felt a little cold in the wind.

The barefoot princess, having shed the purity of her white stockings, revealed her perfectly proportioned, snow-white, and delicate legs, exuding a unique charm.

After being exposed to the cold wind all morning, when Violet saw Oboro again, the resentment in her heart was revealed in her eyes, and she pouted, looking somewhat unhappy.

Violet was about to pretend she didn't see her and walk right past her.

But Long had already stepped forward, a gentle smile on his face, and took the initiative to greet her.

Good morning, have you had breakfast yet?

According to Violet, she naturally didn't want to pay any attention to it.

After all, she had betrayed their friendship just last night.

As a princess, does she lack friends?

Hmph, those who have betrayed me are absolutely unacceptable!

but……

Violet pursed her lips, hesitated for three seconds, then nodded coolly and hummed in agreement.

That's a response.

You cheated on me last night, and I'll only give you one word in response!

Although she was still angry inside, her attitude softened.

After all, these are some of my few friends!

If they really argue and she ignores me...

Okay, so this is her only friend.

As a model student, Wang Nu comes from a privileged background, has excellent grades, and exudes a cold aura that keeps people at a distance.

Even though Char's 'efforts' made him a little more peaceful around the other students, no one still dared to approach him.

Of course, those like Feng Aotian who actively approached him weren't even human.

So even though she was a little annoyed and a bit arrogant, she still accepted Oboro's advances.

She greeted me first!

"You're eating breakfast so early? I haven't had any yet. Why don't you come with me to get something to eat?"

Oboro had already naturally taken Violet's arm and led her towards the other end of the camp.

As a good maid who protects her master, she naturally has to help him manage these girls!

So put aside your social anxiety for now and focus on building a good relationship with her.

A gentle, harmless smile graced Long's face.

At this moment, she was unaware that her friend already knew about what had happened the night before, and she felt a little smug.

Although he was bullied quite badly later on, that was his master!

Although Violet was furious inside, she acted quite obediently.

Despite her reluctance, she was still dragged along by Long.

She still harbored a touch of pride.

She asked me to go with her!

On the other side, Char was refreshed and in high spirits.

His condition was the complete opposite of the two somewhat listless girls.

Violet was kept awake all night by the noise, while Oboro was simply bullied terribly.

Even rubbing against someone can be done in different ways.

Oboro had never been exposed to these things before, so of course he didn't know.

As her master, Char has a duty to teach her some knowledge.

Clearly, the little succubus learned a harsh lesson last night.

At this moment, Xia Ya watched the two girls going to breakfast together, his gaze falling on Oboro's legs, and the smile on his lips deepened.

And today, she even changed into black stockings, something she hadn't done in a long time.

It's worth noting that this is quite different from her usual style of dress.

Besides being worn normally, the biggest purpose of black stockings is, of course, to cover up marks on the legs.

Feeling the gaze on her back, Long quickened her pace imperceptibly.

My legs still feel a little weak.

Today is a bright and sunny day, with clear skies and a gentle breeze.

Char was in a very good mood at that moment.

The only thing that worried him was the change in the Sword Saintess.

After last night's incident, Sistine has now returned to her former self.

Her blonde hair was cool and pure, her white gauze dress was solemn and dignified, her face was expressionless, she kept people at a distance and avoided everyone.

Even when facing Char, he seemed too unfamiliar with him.

Even when talking to someone, you have to keep a two-meter distance.

Even when communicating, one should nod rather than speak; one should say one word rather than two.

This was when he was with other girls.

The situation is even more serious for Char.