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Helen hid her identity and wandered around the city with a few guards.

Not only because she was going to play, but also because she noticed that her friend and adored princess Elizabeth had been in a bad mood lately.

So she wanted to find something new to take to relieve her boredom.

And Said, I'm afraid, is the city with the most novelties in the empire.

Although she hid her identity, because she was obviously a priest who had retired from the Battle of the Divine Blessing, and because she was sweet-looking, the residents of the city were very welcoming to her.

Especially when she walked through the night market of Said, there were many small vendors she patronized who gave her a lot of small gifts.

Now, it's time to share the gifts and joy with Elizabeth.

After the briefing, the guards dispersed to rest, and Helen walked into the princess's courtyard alone.

After a few turns, she found her purpose in the garden, knowing Elizabeth's habits.

Large garden with lots of flowers, beautiful moonlight, silver haired beauties under the moon......

But the priest still intuitively noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

What's wrong?

It seemed that everything was normal, except for the silver-haired and silver-eyed beauty herself.

At this time, Her Royal Highness the princess was lazily lying among the flowers with one hand on her forehead, carrying a crystal bottle with her slender and beautiful fingers, and drinking the shiny red wine in it from time to time.

The glittering bottle, the pink lips, the slightly flushed cheeks, the casual gesture, the misty eyes......

Helen stayed where she was.

- How fascinating......

It was a gesture she had never seen before.

"The bottle of wine...... This is Sister Isa, who doesn't drink at all......"

Could it be that this defeat hurt her so much that she started drinking heavily?

But even when you're drunk, it's so beautiful.

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Her Royal Highness noticed the presence of the lovely priest who was in a daze, and she glanced at her charmingly, and then hooked her finger at her.

Silky eyes......

The young priest came back to her senses, walked obediently, and sat down on the lawn beside Her Royal Highness.

A faint aroma of wine mixed with a fresh floral aroma wafted over.

"Sure enough, it's wine. How much did you drink? ”

Simply thinking that Elizabeth was drunk, Helen said softly: "Sister Isa...... It's better not to drink so much in the future. ”

"Oh? Why? ”

Elizabeth sat up and laughed.

"How ...... you look today? Strange ......"

"Oh? What's weird? ”

"Huh? Actually, it's okay...... Well...... If I had to say it, it would be so 'sexy'......"

Helen blushed cutely.

"Really?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess, who is usually cautious in her words and deeds, suddenly laughed heartily and looked very happy.

In Helen's impression, all the actions of "Sister Isa" have always been so elegant and decent, and it is simply a living encyclopedia of etiquette.

A drunken gesture like today, although it can be said to destroy the perfect princess image, is more vivid and vivid.

"Sure enough, no matter what you do, it's beautiful...... Actually, it's better to continue drinking in the future, right? Just me and her, I'll pour her wine......"

The priest, who didn't dare to think about it any longer, turned even redder, and hurriedly took out a few small ornaments.

Pearl earrings, silver brooches, and even oak hairpins of ordinary material are not of much value as gifts for the princess, but the craftsmanship is very good, and most of them are exotic little things, carefully selected by Helen.

"Sister Isa, can you give these to you? Is there anything you like? ”

Her Royal Highness glanced at her lazily and softly, and said slowly, "Ah...... I like it...... Yes. ”

She gently hugged Helen from behind, and a pair of jade arms wrapped around her body, making a gesture to choose a gift.

"Sister Isa?"

Helen was puzzled.

Although they have a very good relationship, they have never been so close.

But she didn't hate it, on the contrary, she felt happy.

"This one...... And this one, it's all good......"

Elizabeth picked a few times and threw it away.

Then, her left arm continued to wrap around Helen's waist, and her right hand slowly stroked Helen's right arm, and said, "But, you actually brought a much better gift...... It's also a treasure I really want...... I wonder if you're willing to give it? ”

"As long as I have ...... That ......"

The princess's right hand had swam to her chest.

“…… I...... I will give it ......."

Elizabeth's right hand had stopped on her chest, and she was slowly kneading.

This is a bit excessive.

Helen froze.

But instead of resisting, she asked, "Sister Isa...... What are you doing? ”

Her face was now red and burning, but she still sat in the other's arms and didn't get up.

Although I heard that some girls who have a good relationship usually joke with each other in this more vulgar way, for Helen this joke is a bit too much.

But since the object is her "Sister Isa", then, she doesn't hate it.

"This treasure ......"

Her Royal Highness did not answer the question, but continued to speak to herself.

Her jade-like left hand gently lifted Helen's delicate jaw, turned her head over, slowly put her lips to her ear and whispered, "This treasure is you......"

Helen's body stiffened.

She didn't know what to do.

Could it be that Sister Isa's wine is so bad?

But it was really a joy to be held by her so intimately, so Helen still didn't resist.

Until Her Royal Highness the Princess began to bite down on her small and delicate earlobes.

"Ah......h

The priest screamed, and she finally began to struggle.

Because she had a gut feeling that something was wrong, and that what was going to happen next might not be good.

But Elizabeth's strength was astonishingly great, and her resistance was utterly futile.

She was about to communicate with the other party to protest, but Her Royal Highness the Princess's right hand had already reached into her clothes.

She suddenly felt very frightened, because the usually gentle Sister Isha suddenly became so strange at this moment, she was so afraid that she almost cried.

What's even more terrifying is that she finds that she doesn't hate what the other party does at all.

She even felt that what would happen next was full of temptation for her, and although she was resisting, she was faintly expecting the other party not to stop.

Such a strange and dirty self made her even more afraid.

"No!"

The Maiden's sanity seemed to have finally prevailed, and her struggle became fierce.

In fact, Elizabeth did not use much force, so Helen suddenly broke free from the embrace, which seemed to be full of infinite temptation, and stood up.

Then, she took two steps back, grabbed the open buttons on her chest with both hands, and said in a panic: "You drank too much, I'll leave right away, and I'll come back to see you tomorrow." ”

The silver-haired beauty still did not answer, she stretched lazily, and then slowly got up and walked towards the young priest. (To be continued.) )