The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

After all, can the maid skirts that appear in the dancers' club be used for cleaning?

It’s better to have it cleaned by someone else.

"This thing...what should I do?" Helen held her head in her hands.

Boom!Boom!

"Helen, are you ready to change? Do you need our help?"

Besides the knock on the door, there was also Natalie's concerned voice.

Helen was stunned for a moment and replied in a panic: "Right away..."

At the end of his words, his tone became weak.

There was no sound from Natalie outside the door, obviously she agreed with Helen's words.

Stabilizing the situation outside for the time being, Helen picked up her maid skirt with some disdain, "I will never wear this...?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he silently took off his hooded black clothes and picked up the garter on the table.

"Garret stockings... in this era, all men are wearing them, so why can't I?" Helen found that she had no objection to stockings.

Take off the nun's skirt, put on garter stockings, and fix the garter stockings at the waist above the panties.

After it was fixed, he put on the stockings, roughly aligning the position of the suspenders with the sock opening to avoid obvious deviation.

During this process, the dressing room was filled with spring light. The white thighs were covered with black stockings, leaving a touch of bright red on the thigh skin.

The lace edge and the suspended top of the stockings squeeze the thigh flesh, forming an arc that stretches three feet, making her look plump and full, but not fat or strong.

In the reflection of the mirror, Helen's pure and lovely appearance and the seductive and charming thighs formed a strong contrast, revealing her shyness.

After changing into her garter belt, Helen put on her maid's skirt with mixed feelings.

The hem of the maid's skirt was very short, or rather, it was impossible for a skirt here to be long. It barely covered the upper thighs. Just lift a corner and you could see the white lace inside...

Safety pants!

"Phew, luckily I have an emergency plan!" Helen breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the table with a complicated expression...

Cat ears and cat tail.

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PS1: A short story

??: Do you think safety pants are the greatest invention?

Helen: I think so.

Chapter 116: Ivylia Feels Hungry [Two in One]

Cat ears and cat tail and stuff...

Helen was in great hesitation. Logically speaking, since she was already wearing a maid skirt, there shouldn't be any need to be so strict about these little decorations.

But on his way to the changing room, he saw some of the staff there wearing cat ears and cat tails.

"I don't care about that. Just make do with the ears... and forget about the tail."

After thinking it through, Helen blushed slightly as she picked up the cat ears on the table and put them on, then looked at herself in the mirror...

She is extremely cute, a typical pure and cute cat girl, a little cuteer than a loli, with a girlish style.

"When I grow up, I will definitely be a handsome guy." Helen looked away from the mirror, trying to save face for her appearance and figure.

After changing her clothes, Helen walked out of the dressing room and saw the girls in tuxedos.

Eudocia is heroic and Ivellia is heroic and charming.

Joan of Arc looks more like a beautiful gentleman wearing it.

Natalie and Irina have soft facial lines, so no matter what they wear, they always look fragile and cute.

Just like the girls who are looking for something new.

"Well, it looks pretty cute on her." Eudocia looked Helen up and down, her expression full of pride.

Helen stepped forward and whispered in Eudocia's ear on tiptoe: "Next time I'll make you meow like a cat~"

Eudocia's pretty face turned red, and then she stared at Helen with some shame and anger.

Helen hummed softly, turned around and led the way.

Seeing this, the girls put on their masks and followed.

"It's hard to say who the cat girl is now. I remember a lot of cat girls in Egypt." Eudocia followed behind and retorted venomously.

Helen raised her index finger and said, "Those cat girls with cat ears on their heads aren't real. They've all drunk cat potion."

"If the war is won, let's go to Egypt together?" Irina joined the conversation, her eyes full of longing.

Upon hearing this, the other five people all lowered their heads silently.

Because the war is endless, unless the goblins' logistics are exhausted, it will be difficult to defend Constantinople.

"Okay, it's a deal. After we resolve the dispute here, we will go to Egypt together." Helen said gently first.

Irina hummed expectantly.

The others were silent for a moment and then nodded.

"If I can go, I would like to experience the sunbathing there." Natalie suddenly remembered the description of sunbathing in Egypt in a magazine.

Ivilia narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "I don't like sunbathing. I like the cats there."

Joan of Arc remained silent. She knew very little about those foreign countries. After all, before becoming a saint, she was just a village girl or a nun.

"Hey, are you the new people Luca sent?"

An old brothel owner in a gorgeous robe came out to the corridor and stopped Helen and others who were moving forward.

Helen gave a look, and the five girls behind her immediately stopped.

"Ahaha, it's me who asked them to come. Isn't it... our boss wants to expand the business in the upper city?"

At this time, Luca, wearing a suit, came out from behind the madam, explaining with sweat on his forehead.

"Expanding your business when the enemy is at the gate?" The madam crossed her arms and glanced at Helen, who was leading the group. "Have you, a bunch of lowly people from the Lower City, already defected to the goblins?"

Luca scratched the back of his head and didn't answer.

"Tsk, alright, let me check the goods." The madam walked up to Helen and the others.

Ivilia slowly reached her right hand behind her back.

"What are these five women wearing? Lord Baron Calis is tired of playing around and wants to play with something younger." The madam's eyes quickly shifted away from the five girls.

It’s not that she dislikes the girls because they are ugly, but because the five girls are wearing masks.

The beauties wearing masks in the dancing clubs usually have problems with their "appearance", and the only thing they have in common is their figure.

So the madam subconsciously regarded the five girls as girls with appearance problems, and she turned her attention to Helen.

"Open your mouth!" The madam walked in front of Helen.

Helen pursed her lips and said nothing.

"What do you mean, little girl?" The madam's eyes narrowed.

Luca rubbed his hands obsequiously and said, "This is a deaf-mute."

You stinky old madam, you call our eldest daughter a little girl?

Let you be arrogant for a while.

He added silently in his heart.

"Tsk~" The madam didn't notice Luca's little thoughts, but pointed at Helen's mouth.

Helen was silent for a moment, then opened her mouth towards the madam.

After observing her, the madam exclaimed in surprise, "Oh... Hmm! Top quality, top quality! Perfect mouth, small and fragrant tongue, it will definitely make people feel ecstasy..."

Except for Irina who tilted her head in confusion, the other girls' faces flushed.

The more Helen listened, the more ashamed and angry she became, so she simply shut her mouth.

"Hey, you little bastard, open your mouth again." The madam pointed at Helen and shouted.

The five girls around them revealed murderous intent.

"Um... maybe you can take us to see Baron Calis?" Luca came over at this time.

The madam snorted, turned around and led the way.

"Let the mute follow us, maybe it will make the Baron happy."

"Yes!" Luca saluted hurriedly and then glanced at Helen and others behind him.

At this moment, Helen had finished explaining to the other girls. She turned her head to look at Luca and nodded.

Luca then turned around, and Helen quickly followed.

The other five girls immediately dispersed.

"Luca, I'll trouble you later." Helen walked past Luca, her gentle tone carrying a hint of unquestionableness.

"Yes, miss," Luca replied quietly.

"I'm not a young lady, remember that." Helen replied softly.

Luca quickly bent down, "Yes, sir."

In this way, the three of them came all the way to Room 6 on the 666th floor.

"Come in, you little girl. You must open your mouth to serve Baron Calis." The madam shook her fat body.

Helen bowed slightly.

The madam nodded in satisfaction.

Luca opened the door with a gloomy face and let Helen, who was wearing a maid dress, walk in.

"Well, you naughty little girl, you'd better come out smelling bad. I hope you'll be played to death." The madam put her hands on her hips and turned around to leave.

"Hey!" Luca suddenly shouted.

The madam turned around with a frown and said, "The Baron has already received the gift from you, the people of the Lower City. Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"Hey, fat bitch, what did you call our eldest lady just now?" Luca took out brass knuckles from his arms.

The madam slowly stepped back, "What are you going to do?"

"Fat, smelly bitch, reflect on this for a minute." Luca snapped his fingers. "I don't usually hit women, but since you're calling me a Downtowner, I don't mind making an exception!"

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When Helen entered the room, she saw a tall man playing with a woman's handkerchief.

"Oh? What should I call you? Saint of Flowers? Or...Roman Princess?"

The man sitting on the bed playing with his handkerchief turned his head to look at Helen standing at the door.

"...Well, the hypocrite told you that?" Helen did not show any surprise, but asked in confusion.

"Oh? It seems you know a lot!" Baron Calis put down his handkerchief and got off the bed.

Helen leaned against the threshold and said, "I not only know about your hatred for the violent cultists, but also about your cooperation with the hypocritical cultists."

"Interesting, it seems the prophecy was correct. You don't need to fall at all. You already have a part of evil in you." Baron Calis sat back on the bed.

"Oh? You think I'm here to cooperate with you?" Helen tilted her head and smiled.

"Isn't this only natural?" Baron Calis spread his hands. "Besides, you have no choice but to agree to it. Do you think I haven't set up a magic circle around this building?"

"Indeed, if it is triggered, this place will be flooded with a lot of aura, and we will all turn into mindless beasts." Helen shrugged.

Baron Calis's expression changed slightly. "Although I really want to enjoy your body, I know my level is not enough. You can only be the Goblin Emperor or Julian's wife."