Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

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Matsushima took the elevator upstairs.

I came to the door of a VIP room and knocked gently.

"Come in."

It was a charming female voice with a foreign accent.

Matsushima opened the door and saw a saint sitting on the sofa in the living room.

White skin, blonde hair and blue eyes.

She was wearing a nun's uniform similar to that of a monastery, with holes cut into her lower abdomen, outer thighs, and shoulders, exposing them.

Next to it is an artistic holy sword that looks like one used for cosplay.

He exudes a solemn and dignified aura.

Even though she was dressed like this and showing so much, her looks and figure were still top-notch.

None of the bodyguards present had any evil thoughts towards her.

"Hello, Miss Catherine."

The moment he saw her, Matsushima's mind was tangled and his memories were shattered.

"Are you the boss of this city, the dark world?"

Catherine spoke in an unfluent Neon language, and her wording was quite funny and immature.

"Yes, Lady Catherine." Matsushima didn't understand what was going on, she only knew that she had to submit to her.

She is God, the deity!

"I can't believe that after hundreds of years of evolution, the dark world has become increasingly backward, and a weak woman is now the boss. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, times have changed, and the world has changed dramatically."

Catherine stroked the sword beside her, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

199. Danger is coming

In the early morning, Catherine forced her way into the Nagasaki Club.

The bodyguards at the door of the underground floor were useless to her. She just touched the ground with the tip of her sword, and they immediately surrendered and let Catherine in.

This is the power of this holy sword, which can make anyone, even any animal, obey Catherine's orders.

Different from Cecilia's charm, which relies on hypnosis or lust, her ability is to make the other party completely submit.

Catherine took a quick stroll on the basement floor. Most of the dignitaries and celebrities in the Nagasaki Club were drunk. Those who needed to leave had left, and those who needed to play were tired and were sleeping on their backs. There were empty bottles and glasses on the table, and a lot of wine was spilled on the ground. It was a decadent scene.

The girls also sat aside in disheveled clothes. Since the guests did not leave, they had to keep serving them.

The few who were a little more sober, seeing such a beautiful woman, coupled with her attractive clothes, thought in their daze that there was a new member in the club, and just wanted to get up and play around and try something new.

Catherine pointed the tip of her sword again.

After covering their heads in a daze for a while, the group of people continued to do what they were doing, pretending not to have seen Catherine.

Catherine was not surprised by the obscene scenes before her.

In the Middle Ages and the Industrial Revolution, there were always places for the powerful to enjoy themselves, and she had seen even larger scale improprieties.

In the crowd, Catherine found the club staff.

"Where is the boss here? I want to find her."

"She is resting downstairs." The staff member's mind was also controlled and answered truthfully.

"Call her up, I'll talk to her."

"As ordered."

So the staff hurried to find Matsushima to report.

At this time, Matsushima was still lying on the leather swivel chair in the office, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

There are debts to collect tomorrow, as well as a count of the number of girls who were deceived and abducted into the Nagasaki club, and their repatriation, a new schedule, and a new manager.

I'm very busy and have to get up early, so I can't sleep much, so I just take a nap in the office.

"Report, Big Sister." The staff broke into Matsushima's office.

"what happened again!"

Matsushima was woken up and was very unhappy, and said angrily.

"There are guests waiting for you on the second floor of the Nagasaki Club."

"Who is it?"

"do not know."

"Don't know? Are you out of your mind? You don't know who it is, what are you reporting to me?"

If those random people she doesn't know could just ask to see her casually, then it would be too frustrating for her as the big sister.

The staff member lowered his head and continued to mutter: "There are guests waiting for you."

The tone was very dull, without any emotion.

"No, tell her to get out of here."

"A guest is waiting for you."

The staff member had no expression on his face and repeated it like a robot.

Matsushima felt uneasy. All the people under her used to obey her orders, so why were they acting so strangely today?

It’s not April Fools’ Day!

Matsushima took a deep breath and turned on the surveillance video to see who was coming.

I saw a beautiful blonde woman wearing a nun's revealing sexy outfit and holding a holy sword, waiting on the second floor below ground.

hiss~~~

Matsushima didn't remember there being such high-end stuff in the club, and she was wearing such sexy clothes.

Could it be that you are applying for the job because you are short of money?

Matsushima turned off the video and went upstairs with his men.

When she arrived at the second floor below ground, she also saw the woman’s true face.

She looks even better than in the surveillance video, with fair skin, a well-proportioned figure, and three-dimensional facial features. She is definitely a foreign beauty.

The accessories on her body and in her hands seem to be the ones she wore at a comic convention.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"I'm here to look for the succubus Cecia. Do you have any clues?"

"Succubus? What is that? Stop joking." Matsushima had only heard of succubus in anime novels about another world.

The woman's clothing, coupled with the nonsense she spoke, made people think that she was a young woman who was obsessed with watching anime.

"I'm not kidding, I'm here to look for clues about the succubus." Catherine said in a serious tone.

This made Matsushima even more certain that she was a lunatic.

"Someone, kick her out." Matsushima waved her hand and ordered her younger brothers.

But the strange thing was that these people didn't listen to her orders and just stood there stupidly.

How could this be?

Catherine tapped the ground with the holy sword in her hand. Matsushima felt dizzy and his consciousness began to become unclear.

She half-knelt on the ground, covering her head, and struggling with clenched teeth.

This woman's spirit is quite strong. It will take some time to make her surrender and completely control her.

"Please arrange a room for me to rest first." Catherine said.

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Back to the present.

Matsushima and others waited respectfully around Catherine.

Catherine never got a good rest.

Just now, I heard the coquettish voices of a woman and a man downstairs, and the faint sound of flesh colliding and hitting flesh.

These behaviors are normal behaviors in nurturing new life.

But when most people do it, they do not have a high respect for the fusion of life, but simply fall into the savage vortex of lust and pleasure.

As a believer in God, Catherine despised such behavior.

Catherine rubbed her eyes and picked some fruit from the fruit plate on the table to taste.

Through generations of breeding, continuous trade-offs have been made in terms of yield and taste. The taste of fruits now is completely different from that of a hundred years ago.

Catherine's favorite thing is to eat these fruits. On the one hand, it replenishes energy for the body she occupies, and on the other hand, she can taste the trajectory of changing times from these fruits.

"You, your name is Songdao, right? Come, help me peel this orange."

Catherine is checking the extent to which Songdao is under her control.

I saw Matsushima peeling the orange carefully with her slightly rough hands, and she finished peeling it in a short while.

"Feed it into my mouth." Catherine opened her mouth slightly.

Matsushima broke off a small piece of the orange and was about to put it into Catherine's hand.

The movement paused slightly and hovered in mid-air. Matsushima frowned tightly and used his consciousness to resist Catherine's control.

Her dignity and pride would not allow her to serve this unknown stranger.

Catherine tapped the tip of the sword again, and Matsushima's body instantly lost strength. When she regained her strength, her movements of feeding Catherine became extremely smooth.

Catherine took a bite of the orange, hooked her tongue, and chewed it gently, enjoying the fresh juice and sweet flesh of the orange.

Every Catherine would look for criminals and gangsters of the time to help her find Cecilia.

In the past, it was either the Italian Mafia or pirates roaming the seas.

We have also looked for those who are in high positions and have power before, but these people often appear in public places or in front of television. After forcibly controlling them, their unnatural language and behavior can easily be magnified infinitely by the public or the media, which can easily produce some butterfly effects.

Even some wars in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, were inadvertently provoked by Catherine, who was still inexperienced in the past.

It is better to control these dark rats who are afraid of the light. If the truth is revealed, we can just delete their memories and “destroy all traces”.

After hundreds of years of experience and spiritual personality memory inheritance, Catherine has become very experienced in controlling others.

Except for the one named Baichuan, no one can completely resist Catherine's control.

But none of this matters. A useless traverser with almost no abilities can't stop himself from killing Cecia.

She is the one who knows Cecilia's strength best.

Facing Catherine, all her props and abilities would be completely sealed, and she could only flee in panic.

Even if she escaped to the grocery store and fought hand-to-hand with Catherine, she would not be able to gain any advantage.

What's more, he has lived for so many years and changed so many bodies, so his fighting skills and strength are no longer the same as before.

If she could be found, she would be dead.

After all, before their lives became so twisted, they were close playmates in the same cathedral and the same convent.

"Now I'm asking you again, have you ever heard of the succubus Cecia?"

"No." Matsushima and her men shook their heads.

"Since there is no information, please investigate." Catherine took out a yellowed old photo from her arms and placed it on the table. It showed a beautiful woman with white hair and red eyes, wearing a long dress from the last century, attending a foreign dinner party. "If you have any clues about her, please report to me in time."

"As you command, Lady Catherine."

Matsushima and her men have been completely controlled by Catherine.