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That night, Amon didn't sleep well, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Mary's eyes, and all kinds of distracting thoughts came flooding him, and he tried not to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it. Under her gaze, he felt as if he had been softened, but his body was a little stiff and stiff under the encouragement of desire. Usually when he was in a troubled mood, he would go to the cold spring to bathe, but at the moment he couldn't help but wonder - could there be something else strange about the cold spring, was it the biting chill that made him like this?

Amon still doesn't understand a lot of things, and the young man's feelings are so quiet. He didn't know that Maria's mood at the moment was more complicated than his.

Mary did not sleep, but prayed to the Tears of the Gods, awakening the power of the gods in the unique way taught by Gabriel. More smoothly than Gabriel had expected, she had succeeded, and she felt as if she was able to use an invisible force that permeated her surroundings, perhaps not exactly, perhaps energy or ability?

But at the same time, all kinds of chaotic desires lurking in the depths of her soul seemed to be awakened and amplified, impacting her heart, remembering many things that she thought she had ignored and the desire to give up.

Maria has no doubts about her devotion to the goddess Isis, but her life is not a blank slate, she is also a favored aristocratic maiden. Sixteen years old, Maria's grandfather was a merchant in the city-state of the headland, and she was honored as a nobleman for organizing a fleet of ships to accompany the Eju army in battle, providing logistical supplies and supplies.

Maria's family was not very high among the magnates of the city-state of the headland, but they were very wealthy. However, after the death of his grandfather, his father inherited the family business and was still mainly engaged in business, but he was not as successful as his grandfather. The father was most proud of his daughter, Echo-Maria, who, when she was fourteen years old, went with her father to the temple in the city-state, and everyone said that she was the most beautiful girl in the headland.

Half a year ago, Maria's fleet had suffered heavy losses in a storm at sea, and he urgently needed a large sum of money to make up for the losses, and his father borrowed money from a friend of his grandfather, who was very prominent and wealthy in the city-state of the headland. But the noble lord made a condition, that if he wanted to marry Mary and keep the whole family business, his father had to agree.

Coincidentally, a visiting king of the United Kingdom of Barron also met Mary at a temple meeting, and directly asked to marry her as princess, and sent a paperwork to the lord of the city, Rod Dick, which was also impossible to refuse.

Maria's father didn't know what to do, and when the news of the selection of the Holy Maiden came from the temple of Isis, he went to ask the lord of the city, Rhodes Dick, to let Echo Maria also participate in the selection. In the local temple, the priests decided that Mary was qualified and became a candidate for sainthood, temporarily resolving the trouble. But Mary must become a true saint in order to finally solve all her troubles.

She was devout to the goddess Isis, but whether there was still selfishness in her desire to become a saint, Mary herself could not tell, no one could tell!

After receiving the Tears of the Gods, Maria finally put her mind at ease, and all her family's troubles were hopefully solved, especially after the initial mastery of the divine arts, there was an incomparable sense of relaxation, and at the same time, many desires were awakened.

To be the saint who will protect the goddess Isis means that she will live a life of exaltation and isolation from the world. Everything she does, every word, and even every look must conform to the status of a saint, she will never be able to have physical contact with any adult man, and the utensils she uses have special rules and requirements, etc., etc., etc., which is somewhat contrary to a girl's natural surname.

Mary has also read all kinds of stories in the papyrus psalms, the thrilling feelings of war and romance, and has all kinds of fantasies about her future, but after she aspires to become a saint and dedicate everything she has to the great goddess Isis, these desires must be abandoned, including the world's **.

But now Mary felt very uncomfortable, and her body and soul were filled with an indescribable sense of tickling. Gabriel had told her that this was the test of the gods that she had to face, and that as the powers bestowed by the gods were awakened at the same time, it was impossible to force them to appear with the will, but to face them with a pure heart, without being swayed.

Maria could do it, Gabriel was convinced, but she seemed to have a little challenge. During today's dinner, she and Amon looked at each other as if they were provoking each other, and they didn't know what each other wanted to overcome. Although Amon was only the son of a miner, Maria was curious about him and even had fantastic fantasies.

It was Amon who mined the Tears of the Gods, a young man who was favored by the goddess Isis, who was able to welcome the Tears of the Gods. But what had happened that day in the town square had been heard by Maria, and Amon had nearly had one of his fingers cut off, precisely because he had mined the Tears of the Gods.

As a result, the crowd debated and determined that he had been blessed by the goddess Mu Yun, the patron saint of the place, something that had not happened in the town for a hundred years. What kind of boy is it that can get the mercy of two completely different gods at the same time, create a rare adventure in a hundred years, and be blessed by the goddess Mu Yun, but mine the tears of the gods that Isis gave her?

This is a miracle, this is a legend! Although Mary has read the stories of miracles and legends, she has never experienced them herself, and she can't help but look for the shadow of the story in Amun's body. Although Amon is still childish, he is also very handsome, always with a stubborn and calm expression, in fact, Maria likes to look at him, but she can't tell why she likes it.

When Amon picked up the cat last night, Maria could feel his gaze fall on her breast, as if with a real touching power, was that an illusion?

If it had been another time, Maria might never have had this reaction, but she was crossing the threshold of mastering the magic and accepting the test of the legendary god, in fact, the real test was her own desire and desire that she had to give up.

Maria knew very well that leaving Duk Town would say goodbye to the teenager forever, and at the same time to the mundane life of her girlhood, a symbol of her firm belief in this, but a kind of regret that tormented her body and mind.

As she prayed to the Tears of the Gods, the pale golden stone glowed towards her, and a divine light seemed to envelop her around her. This shows that Maria has begun to awaken the power given by the gods, but at the same time, she seems to feel that the brilliance of the divine stone has become Amon's sight, burning her chest and body, I don't know whether it is comfortable or uncomfortable, a little irrepressible trance.

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On the third day, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, Amon stood beside him. When Mary spoke and looked at him, he also looked at Mary, and he found that once the eye contact had been made for a long time, Mary's breathing was a little messy, and her face was flushed, and she seemed to be very uncomfortable, was she sick?

After supper, it was time for Mary to pray again, and she said to Amun, "I want to wash my face, and please bring water to my room, and let it be cold and not hot." ”

Mary had been using warm water for the past few days, but today she deliberately asked for cold water, which made Amon feel a little strange. He carried the heavy basin to Mary's room and laid it down. Normally, Mary was served by maids when she was grooming, but now it was just her, and Amon had to stand at the top of the stairs to avoid it.

"Are you unwell, Lord Mary, do you want to tell Lord Gabriel?" Amon put down the basin and was supposed to go out, but he took the initiative to ask, and he endured it for two days, because he felt that Mary's breath seemed to be hot.

Amun, who never took the initiative to speak, suddenly spoke, and Maria seemed to be startled. Her shoulders shook suddenly, and there was no wind, but the door closed silently, as if pushed by an invisible force.

Amon should have turned around and walked out the door, but his body stood there without moving, and then he felt himself being pulled by an invisible force, and then his memory was briefly blank, so that for a long time Amon couldn't remember exactly how it happened.

By the time he could remember clearly, he was already standing in front of Mary, so close, in her arms, or in his arms. His left hand was around her waist and his right hand was on her chest. Her breath seemed to burn him, and his gaze seemed to burn her. His hand rested on her soft breasts, and he felt as if he had been softened by something hot.

The aura emanating from the two of them seemed to have become soft and sticky, absorbing each other. She was so weak, her body trembled uncontrollably in his hands, Amon's right hand quietly forced, and she clenched her chest through the clothes, and her palms could feel the seductive ** protrusion texture under the clothes. The girl's breasts are not exaggerated, and Amon can completely cover them with his fingers open.

Their hearts were beating fast, their noses were wheezing, and Amun's hand was moving upwards against the curve of her chest, trying to reach through the neckline to the blocking fabric, holding her chest in her hands, it was so seductive, as if it were filled with the sweetest temptation in the world.

As he did so, he saw Mary looking at him, her eyes seemed painful and misty, and her lips were slightly open. Amon had forgotten to think, and met his breath and tried to kiss her. At the moment when the lips of the two wanted to touch but did not touch, Maria's body trembled even more, and suddenly reached out and pushed him.

Her hands were so weak that she couldn't seem to push the sturdy Amon away, but Amon flew backwards. The invisible force appeared again, and the somewhat confused Amon couldn't resist it at all, he fell to the floor, and the door behind him opened silently, everything happened so suddenly and inexplicably!

"I didn't think of it, I really didn't think of it! I'm sorry, it's all my fault...... Amon, you must have been sent by the goddess Isis to test me......" Seeing that Amon had fallen hard, Maria wanted to reach out to help him up, but she stopped just half a step, and her face turned pale in an instant as if she had been burned by fire when she spoke.

"What's going on here?" a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Amon turned back and saw Gabriel standing in the doorway. She came so fast, so fast that nothing would have time to happen, even though nothing would have happened again.

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