Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

But this explanation seemed to change when it came to Sofia.

Perhaps it was because she was too concerned. Sophia should have thought clearly that with Elsa as a guarantee, Vivian would not be in danger - after all, Elsa's words also showed the attitude of Dammas and the church.

But Sophia couldn't help but worry. As soon as she turned the corner of the porch, she noticed Vivian's movement - Vivian was curled up on the edge of the bed with a blushing face and a silly smile on her face.

Sophia's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged - could it be that her daughter had become stupid?

"Vivian! Are you okay?"

Sophia quickly squatted down beside Vivian, touching her forehead and wrist.

Vivian just whispered: "Mom, I'm fine..."

Sophia was puzzled: "But your face is so red..."

This made Vivian's face even redder.

"I'm really fine..."

……

On the other side, Elsa and Tricia have arrived at the underground prison where the church holds prisoners.

Even though the sun was shining brightly on the ground, the underground prison was still dark, cold and damp, with an unpleasant musty smell.

In fact, the church was not responsible for the detention of criminals. The church's courts were established in many places and performed fair legal duties, but the detention and execution of criminals were actually carried out by imperial agencies such as local lords and town halls.

But Grace's case is a special case.

Because she is a witch. Witches are rare, but in a sense they are also quite dangerous. Most witches are great magicians, and some like Sophia are even extraordinary wizards. As long as Sophia is given time to prepare, she can also release forbidden spells. Grace, who once served as the manager of the Witch Association with Sophia, is also an extraordinary wizard.

A witch who is an extraordinary wizard and a user of abyss magic. This kind of criminal can no longer be restrained by ordinary magical prohibitions and magical tools, so she needs special treatment and is detained in solitary confinement by the church.

Elsa explained her purpose to the monk in charge of the prison, and the monk led Elsa directly to the depths of the prison.

On the way, the monk said hesitantly, "Actually, Lady Faris, since yesterday, that witch has been... very strange. She's been clamoring to see you and spouting nonsense..."

"Did she give any clues?"

"No, he just looks a little crazy..."

The monk hesitated to speak.

As he spoke, he had already arrived in front of the cell where Grace was.

"Thank you for leading the way for me. Leave this to me."

Elsa smiled and sent the monk away, while Tricia went straight through the wall into the cell and observed Grace, who was locked in heavy shackles, up close.

At this time, Grace seemed to be slowly waking up from her sleep.

At first glance, she saw a completely unfamiliar woman dressed as an adventurer, and frowned strangely. Then, at the next glance, she saw Elsa, and her whole body was shocked. The sleepiness that had not yet faded away was immediately swept away.

slam-la-

The sound of the chain being pulled stirred up, sounding particularly harsh in this space.

"You, you... it's you... you..."

Grace pointed at Elsa angrily, then suddenly laughed.

"You haven't left yet... Well, what's this time? I'm telling you, there's nothing I can fear anymore, you despicable fellow! I've seen through your methods!"

Tricia gave Aisha a strange look.

Didn’t Elsa just come?

What does "haven't left yet" mean?

Elsa ignored Grace's questioning. She took the key she got from the monk, slowly opened the door of the cell and walked in.

She stopped in front of Grace.

Elsa looked at Tricia, who nodded in understanding and said, "Everything is normal. Although her magic power is exhausted, I can sense that her body has not been completely eroded by the abyss aura. It seems that she seems to be restraining the frequency of using abyssal magic. This may be good news."

This means that if her and Aisha's guess is correct, Grace should be back to normal.

But... Tricia looked at Grace, but Grace didn't even look at her. She just shrank back and stared at Aisha, pursed her lips, and had a complicated look in her eyes - it gave people a very strange feeling.

However, when she thought about the "torture" method that Elsa had mentioned, Tricia understood.

Tricia thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Grace, do you want to escape from the abyss?"

"Who are you?" Grace snorted coldly, "What's your new trick this time?"

"No tricks, I just want to ask about your attitude."

"Then I'll take it as it is."

"So, if we have a way to remove the influence of the Abyss Aura for you, would you be willing to try it?"

This time, Grace finally turned her gaze towards Tricia, her expression as if she was laughing at a joke. "What are you bragging about? You can dispel the aura of the abyss? That's even more ridiculous than saying that the goddess will bless you just by praying."

"Just take it as it is."

"So what?" Grace's lips curled up in a strange smile, then she retracted her gaze and looked straight at Elsa. "It's just a sanctimonious joke. Why do you think I seek power from the abyss?"

Tricia looked at Aisha and said, "She's fine. Her reason and judgment are still there, and her mental state is relatively stable. It's just that your previous hypnosis magic seems to have caused her quite a bit of trouble."

"I didn't mean it either."

Aisha said helplessly.

After all, it was Sophia who kept saying that Grace was difficult to deal with, so she couldn't help but use a little drastic measures.

"Since everything is normal, let's get started."

Without much hesitation, under the gaze of Tricia and Grace, Elsa put her finger into her mouth and bit it gently. Feeling the blood spreading in her mouth, Elsa pulled out her finger, bringing out a trace of blood and silver, and stuffed it directly into Grace's mouth before Grace could react.

“Grr…????”

The warm smell of rust and a hint of vanilla belonging to Elsa spread in her mouth, and Grace was stunned for a moment.

"suck."

Aisha commanded, looking down at Grace.

Grace immediately felt insulted.

"You...what are you doing!"

The chains were pulled, making a loud noise, and Grace screamed incoherently.

Of course, she couldn't obey Elsa's orders. She resisted hard and wanted to spit out Elsa's finger, but she found that Elsa's hand was very strong and she was no match for her. So she tried her best to bite Elsa's finger, but Elsa's finger was obviously very soft, but she couldn't bite it off. The strange feeling pressed on her tongue and teeth, making her breathless.

"Swallow my blood."

Elsa ordered again.

Grace immediately lost her temper and stopped resisting. She half-knelt there, raised her face and glared at Elsa, letting Elsa put her fingers in her mouth. Even though her saliva was flowing from the corners of her mouth, she refused to swallow a single sip, as if to say, "You can be as cruel as you want, but I'm even crueler than you."

Elsa sighed helplessly.

She didn't want to be too forceful, but now there was no other way. Although she could use hypnosis to make Grace obedient and cooperate, seeing Grace like this, it seemed that hypnotizing her any further would be a bit inhumane.

So Elsa held Grace's mouth and chin with her backhand, with her fingers still in Grace's mouth, forcing Grace to lift her head with force.

"Gu...well..."

Grace made a muffled groan of protest from her nose and grabbed Elsa's wrist tightly, trying to break free, but Elsa was incredibly strong and she was helpless.

At this time, Elsa pinched Grace's nose with her other hand, making it impossible for Grace to breathe.

Grace opened her eyes wide immediately. She kicked the ground and pinched Elsa's hand desperately. Her nails were almost broken but there was no response. She tried to tear Elsa's clothes, but she had no strength left. After a while, her face turned red and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Finally, with a gulp, Grace swallowed the accumulated saliva and Elsa's blood, and Elsa let go.

“Ahem! —Ahem…you…ah…you despicable fellow…do you really want to humiliate me!?”

Grace coughed uncontrollably and gasped for air like a thirsty fish.

Tear marks had already covered Grace's cheeks. She knelt on the ground exhausted, staring at Elsa hatefully.

Elsa took out a handkerchief and wiped off Grace's saliva and a little blood on her fingers. The wound on her finger had long disappeared.

Elsa was also a little helpless.

"It's just a little blood, is it that serious?"

Grace didn't think so: "Do you think I'm blind? There's clearly your saliva on it! It's so dirty! It's so dirty!!"

As she spoke, Grace choked up. She didn't know whether she felt nauseous or was so emotional that she was about to cry.

Tricia on the side swallowed unconsciously and stared at Aisha's fingers.

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262. Something is wrong with Grace (4K3)

Grace glared at Aisha with a flushed face - she had not yet recovered from the suffocation, and her breathing was not smooth, not sure whether it was because of anger or because she had expended too much energy in resisting.

Grace took a deep breath, suppressed her fluctuating heartbeat, raised her chin unyieldingly and glared at Elsa, her eyes seemed to say: Don't think of defeating me so easily.

But soon, she found something wrong.

Now she suddenly felt the magic power in her body begin to surge, while the power of the abyss did not move at all.

The holy light magic circle underground is still working, and the abyss breath has been blocked long ago. It is not surprising that there is no movement from the abyss breath, but where does the magic power come from?

However, before she had time to think, a strange and unbearable itching sensation slowly arose deep in her body. This absolutely unusual feeling was not caused by the pain of suffocation, but another strange and unfamiliar feeling that had never been experienced before, growing and fermenting rapidly in her heart, as if an infinite number of ants were gnawing at her heart, making her heart twitch and itch.

This feeling was so strange, so unfamiliar. It didn't hurt, but it was extremely torturous, which also made Grace's expression become strange.

But she endured it with perseverance, at least nothing could be seen on her expression.

Grace was certain that what Elsa fed her could not be just blood and saliva.

Elsa didn't know how Grace felt at the moment. After feeding Grace blood, Elsa's work was basically over. As for observing Grace's situation - this kind of work could only be done by Tricia, who had magical vision.

However, Elsa noticed that Grace's expression was flushed strangely, so Elsa asked, "How do you feel?"

These words were particularly harsh in Grace's ears - it seemed as if Elsa had done this to torture her, to see her ugly face when she couldn't bear the torture.

——Grace was not surprised at all by this little trick.

"Haha, don't think you can make me surrender like this!"

Grace glared at Elsa fiercely. She was certain that everything that was happening to her was a punishment from this nun.

"I have no intention of forcing you to surrender. Your value lies solely in the fact that you happen to be a witch," Elsa shook her head expressionlessly. "Speaking of which, I'm quite curious – in your opinion, are we in a fantasy world or reality right now?"

"Hmph..." Grace was choked by Elsa's attitude and could only curse viciously: "You despicable nun... You are a real devil!"

However, Elsa still looked indifferent. Rather, this level of cursing might be a provocative insult to other monks, but it was really harmless to Elsa who had experienced the baptism of the Internet in her previous life.

Grace gritted her teeth when she saw that Elsa had no reaction, but she could do nothing.

Now she is just a prisoner. Even if she resists, it will be useless against Elsa.

"Demon Nun, what on earth did you feed me..."

Grace almost gritted her teeth as she questioned, making unnatural gasps as she spoke. She felt as if a fire had ignited deep in her abdomen.

She was certain Elsa had smeared something on her finger, definitely not just blood, but what was it? Some strange poison? What was this terrifying woman trying to do?

Aisha simply said without changing her expression, "It's just some blood."

Grace became more and more certain of her guess. Her expression looked a little unnatural, but she still narrowed her eyes stubbornly, staring at Elsa without giving in, and sneered hoarsely.

"Blood? If it's just blood, then why aren't you leaving? What are you waiting for?" Grace was certain Elsa wanted to see her in such a way that she could humiliate her, but Elsa was just waiting for Tricia's conclusion. "Why, are you still going to ask me how it tastes?"

Elsa didn't fall for Grace's provocation and laughed: "So, let me ask you, what does my saliva taste like?"

"You..." Grace choked, the shackles making a rattling sound. She turned her head away with gritted teeth. "It's disgusting. I really hate it - haha, do you think I would say that? It's just a little bit of saliva, nothing special."

Although she still maintained a tough attitude, Grace's voice was already trembling - she couldn't help but curl up her body, but her body seemed to be burning hot, making her itchy and painful all over.

"--generally?"

Elsa just looked down at Grace with a beautiful smile on her lips, which made Grace suddenly have a bad feeling.

However, Elsa did not do anything and did not seem to take Grace's provocation to heart, which made Grace feel ignored and relieved at the same time.

In fact, Aisha didn't care much about Grace's attitude.