Are you worthy of saving the world?

"Anna, what are you doing?" Yuli asked in surprise.

Annabell remained calm and did not answer.

After the maid's apron quietly fell to the ground, she showed no intention of stopping.

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The excitement of Annabelle's breasts gradually overwhelmed the shame, and her movements became more and more skillful and faster.

She folded the cloth neatly and placed it on the floor aside.

Annabell was now left with only her maid's headdress, black silk stockings, and a set of black lace.

She, Bell, knelt down at the boy's feet and looked at Yuli with admiration.

Really, really made it this far...

Annabelle felt as if her cheeks were actually burning.

Just as Irene said, a kind of unprecedented sense of happiness enveloped my whole body.

What Irene said is absolutely right. Do I really have such a fetish...?

No, it must be because the target is Ulysses that I became like this...

"Master, please give your Anna an order."

Annabell grabbed Yuli's trouser leg and begged with a pitiful expression.

"..."

Yuli looked down at her and said, "You are not sincere enough. Don't try to fool her."

"Ugh...!"

Hearing this, Annabelle's cheeks turned even redder.

She nodded resignedly, then wrapped her arms around her back and began to remove her last bit of defense.

He first knelt down to remove part of it, then stood up and removed the other part.

Only then did Yuli let her stop with satisfaction.

She fell to her knees again.

In the face of Ulysses's contemptuous look, Annabelle responded with a warm and admiring look.

"Owner……"

Yuli nodded, and Annabell immediately fell to the ground in joy.

Completely different from her usual arrogant and mean teacher image, Annabell prostrated herself at the feet of the black-haired boy, making a gesture of kneeling down.

Her posture was not as standard as Irene's, and she put more emotion into it than technique.

"Master, please forgive me for my past disrespect." Annabell said breathlessly.

"From now on, Anna is your maid, your slave. I will serve you wholeheartedly and obey all your orders."

Under the control of overly excited emotions, all the words that should and shouldn't be said were said at once.

"Really? I don't believe it."

Hearing the master's cold voice from above, Annabell quickly raised her head.

"Master! Please believe me!"

When he raised his head, he met Yuri's condescending eyes.

The contemptuous look made her head feel even more dizzy and hot, and Annabelle put her forehead to the ground again in shame and anger.

"Really. You are my master... I am willing to give you everything."

She whispered softly, stretched her neck, and slowly moved towards Ulysses' feet with her moist lips...

“Wow, it’s so dirty…!”

Yuli quickly retracted his calf in disgust.

"Sorry, I overstepped my authority..."

Annabelle was so embarrassed and angry by the boy's blunt words that she couldn't help shaking her body.

She felt both relieved and a little disappointed, but she hadn't adjusted her mood yet -

Yuli actually raised his foot and stepped on the back of her head.

"Ugh...!"

At this moment, Annabell lost all ability to think.

I, I am being stepped on by my master!

Shame and excitement washed away all rationality like a tide.

At this moment, Annabell was no longer anyone's teacher.

She is a maid in the truest sense of the word, existing only to please her master.

Annabell squeezed her round thighs together: "Thank you for your reward, Master...?"

130 Cecilia: Declare war on Mother!

At your feet, there is a scene that makes your blood boil.

Yuli looked down at Annabell who was kneeling in front of him, and his heart was filled with a pleasant feeling of domination.

Her delicate and smooth back, round and firm buttocks, and slender arms glowed with a sentimental white in the dim night.

The long purple hair was scattered all over the carpet, like a dark shadow, exuding a wonderful magic.

The moonlight shone on the slightly trembling body, exposing the woman's shame and excitement.

Yuli withdrew his foot from the back of Annabelle's head.

"Keep your head up."

"It's...master."

When Annabell raised her upper body, the two white and plump breasts that had been oppressed for a long time shook violently.

She maintained the posture of prostrating herself with her hands on the ground. Her upright face had long lost its former pride, and the tears in the corners of her eyes were a mixture of humiliation and joy.

Annabell raised her face, meeting the contemptuous gazes from above, feeling the turbulent heat in her body, and waiting for her master's next order.

Yuli put his hand on her hair and stroked it gently.

"Uh-huh..."

Annabell narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but make a sound.

It was the first time someone touched my head, and I didn’t expect it would feel so happy.

While her hair was being rubbed, her breathing became rapid and her toes curled up involuntarily.

Yuli stroked her hair like he was stroking a pet, then slowly moved down and held her face.

"Anna, you probably have something else to say to me."

Annabelle's cheeks flushed slightly and she nodded gently.

She leaned her face against Yuli's hand and murmured about the past.

The reason why Annabelle keeps targeting Yuri in school is because...

"Is it because I have disappointed Anna recently?" Yuli said disapprovingly.

Annabell opened her eyes wide and shook her head: "Huh? No, that's not the case. It's the exact opposite..."

"It's okay, I totally understand how you feel."

Until now, Ulysses Falchion has always been an ordinary and hard-working figure in Annabelle's mind.

Annabell thought that the child of prophecy was very cute, and his pitiful appearance made people want to protect and support him silently.

But recently, Ulysses has changed.

To others, it might just be a slight sign of "enlightenment" or "growth", but in the eyes of Annabell, who has been silently paying attention to Yuli, it is a different feeling.

She paid more attention to Ulysses than anyone else, so she was more sensitive than anyone else to the abnormality.

Although the soul inside the container named Ulysses is still the same, his mental structure...his personality has undergone a drastic change.

She realized that the child of prophecy whom she had revered and regarded as a spiritual pillar might have disappeared.

Annabell inevitably developed a physical aversion to the present Ulysses.

This disgust gradually deepened and eventually turned into the deepest hatred.

In Yuli’s previous life, there was a similar saying, which is the so-called “getting out of the pit and stepping back”.

Once a fan of someone, but for some reason no longer liking this person, he or she begins to spread false information on major websites and forums to discredit his or her former idol.

When you place excessive expectations on someone, when there is a huge gap between reality and expectations, the once most fanatical fan will become the most fanatical hater.

This is probably the case with Annabelle.

She, who once silently supported the Child of Prophecy, felt that she had been deceived.

Coupled with the positive comments about Ulysses 2.0 from people around her, she felt even more betrayed.

"I'm sorry, I'm a superficial woman..." Annabell said in tears.

"Does Anna still hate me now?" Yuli asked.

"how come!"

Annabell shook her head quickly.

She didn't say anything else, but just lay down on the ground again, expressing her attitude with her actions.

"I can rest assured that."

Yuli said with a smile: "I was very sad when Teacher Anna hated me."

"sorry."