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"Sister Isa......"

Looking at the slowly approaching princess, the girl priest stepped back step by step, pleading, and there was already a cry in her voice.

Finally, the poor young priest turned and began to run away.

But how did she outrun the "Valkyrie" who was gifted and born with divine powers?

She hadn't taken a few steps before she stopped.

Because she found that the other party was already waiting for her in front of her.

Noticing Helen's nervous and frightened expression, Elizabeth smiled and opened her arms and said, "Come here." ”

Looking at Her Royal Highness the Princess's beautiful smile, Helen was in a trance, and suddenly had the urge to be obedient.

But she's still sane.

So she stared into the other's eyes, looking for other escape routes as she backed.

At this time, she happened to notice that there was a flash of red in Her Royal Highness the Princess's beautiful silver eyes with a smug smile.

Although it was only a subtle moment, and it was possible to ignore it if you didn't look closely, it had already aroused Helen's alarm.

Her Royal Highness is afraid that she has fallen under some kind of magic, some kind of curse.

"I see...... Sure enough, a few bottles of wine can't make Sister Isha 'messy'. ”

Having strengthened her confidence in the other party, Helen felt that her courage had returned.

"Detect the curse."

Calming down, she began to retreat and release her magic to feel if there was anything abnormal on the other party.

The gods were quick to give feedback.

It seems that there is something wrong, but it seems that nothing has been measured.

But it doesn't matter, it must be a curse.

Helen had blind faith in Elizabeth, so of course it must have been some kind of curse that was more difficult to detect.

So she began to perform the "Purification Technique".

As she recited the incantation, Her Highness finally got impatient, and she began to approach again.

In the blink of an eye, she stopped Helen again.

This time she was almost attached to Helen's body, face to face, chest to chest.

Then she looked down at Helen and smiled, her eyes full of doting.

Fortunately, Helen finished reciting the last syllable at this time, and the "purification technique" was successfully performed on Her Royal Highness the Princess, who did not dodge or dodge, and was extremely close.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and looked up to look into the other's eyes.

"Sister Isa, are you alright...... Hmmm......"

Her Royal Highness pressed her head and held her in her arms.

Her face was buried right between the other party's plump twin peaks.

Helen was breathless.

Her face burned again, but at the same time she understood something.

Divine magic has no effect.

Either that's not your average curse magic;

Either that, or the caster is too much stronger than her.

"Focus...... Swap a few more powerful spells to use ......"

Performing magic requires gestures, movements, props, and spells, but it is not impossible to do without these, such as Helen, an excellent priest, who can build magic by thinking alone.

Although it is extremely difficult to build a more powerful divine art based on thoughts in the current situation of constant interference, it is not impossible to try.

Elizabeth held her into her arms and stroked her blonde hair as if she were caressing a small animal.

So Helen reconstructed her magic in this situation.

But the other party suddenly gently pushed her away.

The girl couldn't help but open her eyes, and she saw that the other person was looking down at her smiling face, and those sharp silver eyes that were doting.

Stared at by these eyes, the girl's half-built divine technique immediately began to collapse, and she hurriedly closed her eyes again.

But she was immediately pushed gently by Elizabeth and crushed among the flowers.

"Focus...... Centralized ......"

Although the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't concentrate, the girl priest didn't open her eyes this time, but continued to work hard to mobilize her magic.

"Hmm......"

The princess's lips were already imprinted on her lips, and the soft fragrant tongue slid in, teasing the tip of her inexperienced tongue.

This is the first kiss of the young priest.

Her mind went blank and her magic collapsed.

She felt that she could hardly describe how she felt at the moment, soft, soft, sweet, fragrant.

Very comfortable.

It seems to be a bit hypoxic.

Just like she found out at the beginning, because the object is "Sister Isa", she really doesn't hate the other party for doing this, and even expects the other party to do more.

It's scary.

"Why don't you just give up the resistance? I've tried......"

The girl's sanity is no longer maintained......

When the kiss was over, the poor girl opened her lovely sapphire eyes with trembling.

Her beautiful Highness the Princess was still looking at her with a smile.

Her powerful but incomparably soft body gently pressed against the girl's body, and her two jade arms gently held the girl's little face.

The beautiful face was particularly striking against the starlight and moonlight, and the silver hair hung down, just enough to touch Helen's face.

A gust of wind blew, curling up the falling petals and the silky ends of the princess's hair, tickling Helen's face.

All this almost broke the last will of the priest girl to resist.

"Sister Isa...... Can...... No...... ...... like this"

The words of the young priest were so weak.

It's not so much a resistance as an invitation.

"Snort".

The girl felt a chill on her body, and her thighs could already feel the wind from the outside world.

"Skirt...... Torn? ”

The girl closed her eyes again.

It's as if he's resigned to his fate.

Her Royal Highness smiled even more...... (To be continued.) )