A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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She deliberately feigned fear, exaggerating her near-death experience like an actor.

Her childlike appearance makes it seem believable that she's doing this. However, her body, which is better than an adult's, is harder to substantiate.

“Gurgle—”

Having her weakness exposed once again, Violet became even more irritated.

She really wanted to refute this, for example, "If you really had a virginity, why would you climb a tree and openly display it with people below, like meat on a chopping board or an item displayed in a window? If you did have one, why would you expose such a stable shape of fabric to others?"

However, Violet was not a good talker. She found it difficult to argue or debate with others and ultimately win.

She's usually the type to keep her thoughts to herself, and even now, she occasionally gets internal injuries from holding it in.

"Not going to say anything? Actually, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to see me, because I know I'm very charming."

The Asian cat girl smiled.

"However, didn't your mother tell you that if you're going to be nice to a girl like X, it's best to be discreet? It's only because I'm a tolerant person that I don't hold your rudeness against you."

"Hey."

"Okay, let me see your face."

The Asian cat girl jumped directly down from the tree.

Her movements were so light, like a leaf falling, without making a sound.

It seems she is quite skilled.

"Hmph, I initially thought you were a pervert, but it seems you're quite good-looking~"

Instead of directly touching Violet, she circled around her, her tail wagging left and right, before speaking.

Violet, however, was staring intently at the bottom of the other woman's skirt. No, she wasn't looking at anything indecent; she was looking at a fluffy tail peeking out from under the skirt. The tail swayed from side to side, as if possessed by magic, drawing Violet's attention.

She was so engrossed and absorbed in watching that she forgot her own position.

"It's fluffy...it looks very comfortable."

Violet blurted it out unconsciously.

"Wow, you have good taste! My tail is pretty good, isn't it?"

The cat-girl clearly heard Violet's mutterings.

This time, she unusually refrained from teasing Violet, instead raising her eyebrows smugly with considerable pride.

"How about it? Want to touch it?"

"what?"

"So, do you want to touch my tail?"

Her tone was like that of a seductive devil.

However, a devil as adorable as her probably doesn't even exist in hell.

"Are you serious? We've only met once, and you want me to touch your tail?"

"Otherwise what? How could this be a lie?"

The cat-girl snorted, seemingly quite disdainful of deceiving Violet.

"But this is the first time we've met, we're complete strangers. I don't even know your name, is it really appropriate for me to touch your tail?"

"What's inappropriate about it? I told you to touch it, so just touch it. You know, when a girl makes an invitation, the other person shouldn't refuse. Besides, you're so interested in my tail. If you don't know how good my tail is, how soft it is, then there's no point in living. I've said before that I'm a very tolerant person, so it's fine to let you see it."

"what……"

Violet was speechless.

She was confused by the explanation from the cat-girl.

Ah... she's asking me to do this now? So, it's okay for me to touch it and see?

So, how should you choose?

The scales in her heart began to tip, and in the end, Vera chose to follow her heart.

"I understand! If you want me to touch you, then I'll touch you! Okay! Here I come!"

With a fierce stance, Vera pounced on him.

"Meow--"

Then, I heard a cute cat meow.

"Hey, don't get too excited. My tail is a sensitive spot, so you'd better be gentle and not hurt me... Ouch, meow~"

Finally, she made a strange sound, similar to a cat in heat.

The moan was incredibly alluring, the kind that easily makes you sweat. She wasn't hurt by the rubbing; Vera's technique was astonishing, seemingly self-taught, and she managed to make the cat sweat profusely.

"Meow... I'm no longer pure, meow~"

She hadn't done anything, yet she already looked like she had burned out completely.

The haystacks on the ground were all wet; that was sweat from the cat's comfortable feeling.

So... fifteen minutes later.

"Really sorry!"

Vera immediately bowed deeply in apology.

She wanted to dogeza (a form of prostration), but it was too damp here; kneeling on the ground would probably soak her armor and wet her clothes.

With few spare clothes and being out in the middle of nowhere, Vera had many concerns.

"Meow! Seriously...you actually messed up all my fur. This is terrible, I look so disheveled!"

Besides being messy, it's also damp.

The Asian girl has used many handkerchiefs to wipe away her sweat.

Her fur had become sticky, except for the fur on her tail and the fur near the center of the drum.

"It's all your fault! Now I can't even comb my hair properly!"

"I'm sorry! Really! I just lost my mind. I don't know why, it was like my will was being controlled, and I just couldn't stop."

Faced with the cat-girl's reproach, Violet lowered her head even further.

"Ah... never mind. It's not your fault. Although you almost ruined my tail, I let you touch it myself, and I couldn't break free. I didn't expect you to be so strong. Practicing swordsmanship all the time has made you so clumsy and rough. You silly girl..."

"However, I'm still happy to chat with you since you're so interesting."

The Asian girl didn't dwell on the matter or hold a grudge; instead, she changed the subject.

"Interesting... Hmm, I don't understand. I'm not trying to cause you trouble, so how amusing am I?"

"Hoo hoo hoo, meow ha ha. So, it's your naive and innocent nature that's so funny."

The cat-girl burst into laughter, showing no respect for Violet whatsoever.

“When a girl is angry, it's not all anger. Even though you messed up my fur, the way you touched me was amazing. I almost flew to heaven, really. It was so intoxicating! So, you're just staring blankly, and you don't seem to understand yet. That silly goose attitude of yours is what makes you so funny.”

"Is this your first time out? You seem completely clueless about social etiquette."

"Me? I guess so... My two mothers have been too protective of me. I grew up in a small village. This is my first time traveling alone to pursue my dreams. I've never had the chance to explore the world before, but thankfully, I do now. Although I sometimes feel a little lonely and wonder if I can do it, I'll encourage myself and I'm definitely not afraid!"

Violet clenched her fists to encourage herself.

This pose does look a bit silly. The Asian cat girl was right, she is a silly girl.

"Alright, alright, I got it. But your sword looks quite ornate, are you a noble lady?"

"The sword... well, you might not believe me if I told you. But this sword isn't one that nobles can possess. It's a divine sword, a sacred weapon bestowed upon successive heroes by the gods. It's the sword of the hero. It's not just for decoration..."

At this point, Vera blushed.

"The hero's sword?"

"Um... Actually, my mother is a hero, the hero before her, the 17th hero. I aim to become a hero, the 19th hero, just like my mother. This sword and this armor were given to me by my mother; they are her old swords."

A divine artifact bestowed upon a hero by the gods is useful unless the hero dies.

However, only the hero himself, that is, someone who has been recognized, can unleash the full power of the divine sword.

"I know I'm still very inexperienced, far inferior to my mother. I have so much to learn, my swordsmanship isn't good enough, and I don't have any companions yet. I might be a little foolish, a little delusional, but no matter what, I will definitely become a hero. This is my belief, and this is my dream."

"I will become like my mother, and make them proud of me!"

Her eyes shone with determination.

If it weren't this cat-girl standing before her, but Saint Karina, she would surely understand why the Demon Dragon believed this girl to be the future hero. She entrusted her with protecting her, staying by her side until Violet grew up and obtained what the Demon Dragon desired.

All Saint Karina knew was that since she awoke, she had been drawn by an invisible thread, which would guide her to where she was meant to be, even if she occasionally strayed from the path.

"Oh my~ You mean, this sword belongs to your mother, and it's the hero's sword?"

However, what the Asian cats saw was clearly not the same thing that Saint Karina saw.

Her vision wasn't that far-reaching, but it was cunning. If nothing unexpected happened—and there was no unexpected event—this cat-girl's fox tail was about to be revealed.

The way she looked at the Sword of Heroes was very strange, but Violet didn't notice.

Vera was a complete novice and had absolutely no experience dealing with con artists. She naively thought the other person was a good person.

She probably genuinely believed that the Asian girl was disturbed while she was sleeping.

"Yes, this sword really is my mother's sword! I swear, it's a hero's sword, the real deal."

Violet made a solemn promise to the Asian cat girl.

What she didn't notice was that as she patted her chest and made her assurances, the other person's gaze became increasingly strange.

"I think... the hero must be quite famous in this country?"

"I'm being cautious," Violet probed. She saw the shocked look in the cat-girl's eyes; she hadn't expected her words to shock the other so much.

But... Violet, too, was unwilling to lie. Especially now that she considered this adorable black cat girl she had just met her a friend, she was even less willing to hide her identity and deceive her.

Moreover, she is the hero's sword, and she is the daughter of the hero's mother. There is nothing shameful about it.

"Gudu..."

The Asian cat girl swallowed hard; she seemed still in a daze.

Yes, she hadn't expected that this seemingly valuable sword would be so valuable. So valuable that it was priceless and unavailable, it almost defied her expectations.

"I never expected... that you are the hero's daughter, the daughter of Salila? And this sword is the divine sword that killed one of the seven legion commanders of the demon race and even fought the Demon King in the end..."

She stared blankly, her mouth agape, looking utterly incredulous.

Now their identities have been switched, and the Asian cat girl is calling Violet "Silly Girl," but this time the "Silly Girl" has become Violet herself.

"A big fish..."

she muttered.

"Huh? What fish? What did you say?"

Violet tilted her head, not understanding what the other person meant.

"It's nothing...it has nothing to do with the fish. I mean, you really are a big shot, aren't you? Are you the daughter of that hero?"

“Of course, I am my mother’s daughter. I am Vera Salila!”

She puffed out her chest.

No matter how many times she says it, she is proud to be her mother's daughter.

301. Betrayed

"I'm not good at boasting, nor am I good at lying. Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Cat Clan."

She extended her hand to the cat girl in a polite handshake.

The cat-girl readily shook hands with Violet.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Violet. I'm Phoebe."

Her delicate little hands clasped together.

“I am not a nobleman, so I have no surname. Since you have shared your secret, I will share mine as well.”