I'm in Morioh, just joined a chat group for cute girls.

Love, mixed with the effects of the medicine, was like the strongest liquor, instantly shattering all her reserve and hesitation.

"Lord Gu Ye..."

Her voice became charming and husky, carrying a seductive quality that she herself was unaware of.

Without waiting for Gu Ye's reply, she leaned forward and kissed his lips.

Gu Ye could feel her body burning hot and trembling.

He immediately understood.

He gently pushed her away a little, and frowned as he looked at her beautiful face, flushed with desire.

He raised his hand, and the chat group's shop interface unfolded before him; he was preparing to search for the antidote.

"don't want……"

The Sword Saintess reached out and pressed down on his raised arm.

Her movements were light, yet exceptionally firm.

"Lord Gu Ye,"

She was panting, and her hazy blue eyes burned with an unprecedented light. "I want... I want to give you my first time."

"May I?"

"You are not in your right mind right now."

Gu Ye's voice was calm, but his tone left no room for doubt: "You're just affected by the drugs."

He tried to calm her down.

He wasn't the type to take advantage of someone in distress, especially since the other person was a girl who had just experienced a major trauma.

"Confused?"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Saintess suddenly chuckled softly, her laughter carrying a hint of self-mockery and a touch of resolve. "No, Lord Gu Ye, I am more clear-headed than ever before."

She took his hand and placed it on her chest, which was heaving violently with her rapid breathing, letting him feel her burning skin and pounding heart through the torn fabric.

“Although I couldn’t see clearly just now, I have deeply memorized the way you rushed in and used that light to clear away all the monsters.”

"I don't know if this is love, but I know that from that moment on, there was no room for any other man in my heart."

"So, this isn't due to the medication; it's my choice."

Her tone became incredibly firm, “The Supreme God teaches us that both body and mind must be pure. But now, I only want to become ‘impure’ for you.”

"If you think I'm controlled by drugs..."

She suddenly let go, took a half step back, and although she swayed precariously, she managed to steady herself. "Then you can try now. If you think anyone can take my virginity without my consent."

Her words were filled with the pride and confidence of a gold-level adventurer.

Chapter 102 W, let's take a picture with Theresa!

As night deepened, warm steam rose from the enormous bathroom in the mansion, a space comparable to a royal bathhouse.

Hot water, emitting a faint fragrance, gushed out from the spout carved in the shape of a sacred beast, flowing into a bathtub carved from a single piece of huge white jade.

The Sword Saintess shed her sacred robes, revealing her mature and voluptuous body, meticulously sculpted by the gods, in the steamy mist. She held Gu Ye's hand, and together they immersed themselves in this warm and intimate moment.

The rippling water washed away the dust of their journey, and also washed away all their identities and barriers.

That night, on the huge bed covered with soft velvet, the Sword Saintess curled up in Gu Ye's arms like a docile kitten.

She pressed her cheek tightly against his firm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat and feeling his warm body temperature. She slept soundly and peacefully all night without any dreams.

On the morning of the second day, as the first rays of sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow in the room, Gu Ye opened his eyes.

He looked down and saw that the saintess in his arms had woken up at some point and was staring at him with bright eyes.

Good morning, Lord Gu Ye.

Seeing him wake up, a sweet smile immediately curved her lips. She leaned forward and placed a gentle good morning kiss on his lips.

"I've prepared breakfast for you."

She sat up in bed, her long, flowing honey-colored hair cascading down like a waterfall, obscuring a large expanse of her cleavage. Seemingly unconcerned, she walked barefoot to the wardrobe and retrieved a neatly folded, elegant men's suit.

"and this."

She handed the dress to Gu Ye, saying, "This is my 'Special Guest of the Supreme Temple' identification and corresponding attire, prepared for you in the name of the Archbishop."

Gu Ye took the well-made clothes and looked at her with some confusion.

"With this status, you are the most honored guest of the temple."

The Sword Saintess wore a hint of smugness on her face. "That way, when I accompany you on a tour of the Water City, no one will dare to say anything. They will only think that the Archbishop is fulfilling his duty as a host and showing his distinguished guest around."

That way, I can legitimately spend the whole day with you.

Her calculations were going smoothly, and her eyes sparkled with anticipation for the upcoming "date."

On the bustling central avenue of Water City, people come and go in a lively atmosphere. Shops line the streets, bards sing epic tales of heroes on street corners, and adventurers and citizens in various costumes stroll among them, creating a vibrant atmosphere of another world.

The Sword Saintess, dressed in her pure white holy robes trimmed with gold, walked side by side with Gu Ye, who was dressed in a VIP gown and possessed an extraordinary air.

Their duo was undoubtedly the most eye-catching sight on the entire street. Wherever they went, everyone would subconsciously stop and cast awe-inspiring and amazed glances at them, and would make way for them.

“Mr. Gu Ye, look over there. That’s the most famous alchemy workshop in the Water City. The magical ornaments they make are very exquisite.”

"And that restaurant, their signature dish is grilled lake carp, which is delicious, and you need to make a reservation three days in advance."

The Sword Saintess diligently played the role of a competent guide, introducing Gu Ye to every detail of the city.

She wore a polite smile and her demeanor was elegant and impeccable.

However, that was not the case at all in her mind.

Out of the corner of her eye, she would always find herself glancing at the ordinary couples around her, holding hands and leaning on each other.

She saw a young knight smiling as he fed his lover a candied apple he had just bought; she saw an elven couple, arm in arm, whispering sweet nothings.

And what about her?

She and the man she loved were standing together, yet they deliberately maintained a polite distance of about an arm's length, like that between a "VIP" and a "host."

She couldn't even hold his hand as freely as she had last night, feeling his warmth.

The stark contrast filled her with an indescribable sense of loss.

The smile on her lips faded without her noticing, and her voice became much softer as she introduced herself.

If I had known it would be like this... I would have preferred to stay at home.

There, I was neither a saint nor a VIP.

I am just his woman, and he is just my man.

This sense of loss reached its peak when I saw a wedding being held in a church.

When she saw the groom plant a deep kiss on the bride's forehead, the Sword Saintess could no longer maintain her smile.

"Mr. Gu Ye, I'm a little tired."

She suddenly stopped and turned to Gu Ye, her voice carrying a hint of weariness she herself hadn't noticed, "Let's... go back."

Gu Ye looked at her somewhat reluctant expression, and although he didn't understand why, he still nodded.

The two ended their tour early and returned to their private residence.

The moment the door closed, it felt as if two worlds were separated.

The Sword Saintess immediately felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She breathed a sigh of relief and threw herself into Gu Ye's arms without hesitation, hugging him tightly as if she wanted to convey all the grievances and disappointments she had felt throughout the afternoon through this embrace.

"It's still better here."

She buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice.

However, such heartwarming moments are always fleeting.

As the last rays of the setting sun were about to disappear below the horizon, Gu Ye knew that he had to leave.

At the entrance of the mansion, the Sword Saintess gently and meticulously straightened his collar.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were red and filled with an overwhelming sense of reluctance.

Will you... come to see me again?

She tilted her head back, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.

"Will do."

Gu Ye promised.

"Hook."

She suddenly extended her fair little finger.

Gu Ye chuckled, but still obligingly extended his little finger and hooked it with hers.

"Then, I'll wait for you."

Having received the assurance, she finally revealed a satisfied smile.

Gu Ye glanced at her one last time, then turned and entered the chat group. His figure slowly faded in the soft white light, eventually disappearing from the spot.

The Sword Saintess stood at the doorway, staring at the spot where he had disappeared, remaining motionless for a long time.

It wasn't until the evening breeze blew, carrying a hint of coolness, that she sniffed, turned around, and returned to the mansion that had suddenly become empty and quiet.

……

The shadows fell in the second-floor corridor of the villa, and Gu Ye's figure quietly appeared.

The corridor was so quiet he could hear his own heartbeat, but as he reached his room, he could faintly hear suppressed, rapid breathing behind the door, as if someone was trying to sniff something, mixed with the rustling of fabric.

Gu Ye frowned.

At this time, Kitagawa Kaimu should be watching anime in her room, and Irisviel and her daughter should have already gone to sleep.

Who is in his room?

Without thinking twice, he turned the doorknob and pushed open the door.

The room was dark, with only moonlight streaming in through the window, outlining the bulging figure on the bed.

A woman wearing a thin black lace slip dress was lying on his bed in an extremely undignified position, her face buried in his blankets, her hands tightly clutching his pillow, making deep breathing sounds like "huff... ha... huff..." as if she were an addict taking some kind of drug.

Her signature long blue hair and the pointed ears that were faintly visible on her head gave away her identity.

The soft sound of the door opening was like a thunderclap to the witch of the Age of Gods.

Medea's body stiffened abruptly. She slowly raised her head, her beautiful face flushed an unnatural red from lack of oxygen, with a few down feathers still clinging to it.

She looked at Gu Ye at the door, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes at being caught red-handed, but in just a second, the panic turned into an overwhelming sense of grievance.

"You're back."

Medea sat up in bed; her slip dress barely concealed her voluptuous body, and her full breasts swayed slightly with her movements.

She showed no embarrassment whatsoever; she simply sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at Gu Ye with an accusing gaze.

"We clearly agreed to meet last night."

Her voice was soft, yet it was like a small hammer gently tapping on Gu Ye's heart.

"Feel sorry."

Gu Ye sighed, walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Didn't I ask Hai Meng to tell you? There's been an emergency with a friend, and I have to go deal with it."

"I know."

Medea pouted, turned her face away, and refused to look at him. "Hai Meng told me everything. What 'I will definitely make it up to her'? Humph, that's easy for you to say. I thought you were so happy that you forgot there was a witch waiting for you at home."

Her words were full of sourness, but her slightly pouting lips and reddened eyes made it seem more like she was being coquettish.

"How could I forget?"

Gu Ye reached out to ruffle her hair, but she slapped his hand away.

"Do not touch me!"

She verbally refused, but her body showed no sign of backing down.