Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess!-Chapter 357 : Lord Felyn

"The time was too short. Let's save it for next time when we have longer."
Just as Felyn was about to leave, Bernice called out to him.
"I cast a shielding sigil when I came. The heretical god's aura won't be detected by others so quickly." Bernice swallowed hard. "First, help me take... take off my armor. It's uncomfortable..."
Felyn helped Bernice lean against a tree and took off her armor to help her breathe more easily.
This was a difficult task. Completing this action amidst Bernice's occasional soft moans and inviting gazes was indeed a bit challenging.
This young lady was being quite mischievous; her hands kept roaming over Felyn's body.
"Bernice, don't move around."
"But it's so uncomfortable, Senior Felyn..." Bernice's throat sounded as if it were stuffed with marshmallows.
The Bernice of now was like a doll, unable to move anything but her mouth.
"Right now... I can't do anything right now. If I scream my head off, it will only stimulate your desire to conquer me, right?"
"Why would you scream your head off? I'm not going to do anything to you."
Bernice's armor was set aside. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her body, the droplets slowly tracing a path down her silky skin and into the crevice of her chest.
Felyn stood up and glanced at Veronica, who was still standing where she was.
Not too familiar with her, so I won't touch her, lest she misunderstand.
Dorothy was sitting on the ground, her body extremely stiff, unable to move at all.
Her pinkish-purple hair was stuck to the corner of her mouth by the sweat on her cheeks, making her look pitifully charming.
If not for her crazy behavior just now, Dorothy was actually very attractive.
A baby face, but not a child's body. That was indeed a bit against the rules.
"Dorothy, are you feeling unwell right now?" Felyn gently picked Dorothy up and placed her next to Bernice, turning her around so she couldn't see Olivia.
Felyn was afraid Dorothy wouldn't be able to handle it in a moment.
Dorothy's body was very light and soft, her skin slightly hot.
She couldn't speak now, only letting out whimpers from her throat, seeking Felyn's help with her watery eyes.
"It'll be over soon. Just bear with it a little longer." Felyn stroked Dorothy's head, hooking the strands of hair from the corner of her mouth for her.
Dorothy's love was undoubtedly crazy, pure, and would never betray.
It was just that her actions were a bit too extreme.
Originally, Felyn had always wanted to escape from Dorothy, but it was clear that this method was not feasible at the moment.
If I could resolve the pain deep within her heart, like how I'm treating Viloti, would she stop being so crazy?
Felyn pushed that thought aside for now. The primary goal was to help Olivia.
He squatted down beside Olivia and reached out to smooth her tightly furrowed brow.
Under his touch, her body finally reacted. Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then slowly opened.
Felyn saw the overly ambiguous pink heretical god markings burst forth in Olivia's eyes and couldn't help but hold his breath.
"B-Big Brother... I'm sorry..."
Olivia in front of him was panting, her rosy tongue peeking in and out.
"I... I said those things to you... even though you like me to be quiet, obedient, and pure..."
"Big Brother, I... I know you must hate me now. You spent so much money and time, only to save someone like me..."
Olivia's body shrank back, trying to distance herself from Felyn.
She was undoubtedly conflicted.
She had heard everything Felyn said while she was on her sickbed. She thought Felyn liked the quiet version of her. But deep down, she was also pursuing a wild desire.
Although she wanted to possess Felyn, she was also afraid that he would hate her for it.
She had originally planned to slowly explain this to Felyn after being discharged from the hospital, but now this conflict had been prematurely ignited by Dorothy.
"I'm not the Olivia you imagined... I'm sorry..."
"Wait, Olivia, how did you know I thought you were quiet?"
Felyn grasped the core of the problem. He had never told the awakened Olivia that he liked her quiet side, because he was afraid it would be a burden on her.
"That... I guessed." Olivia also realized something was wrong. It seemed she had let it slip!
"Those things I said... did you hear them all?" Felyn's mind was in utter chaos. For a moment, he couldn't remember exactly what he had said to the sleeping Olivia.
In any case, they were things that people in this world couldn't understand, as well as his own complaints about life...
Olivia buried her head low, shrinking into her wheelchair, and let out an extremely soft "mhm" from her throat.
"Those things you said that I didn't understand, your complaints in front of me, the stories you told me, I heard them all..."
"I originally thought you were a heretical god... but I never thought... I was the heretical god."
Olivia forced her eyes open, looking at the pink mist and the stiff people around her, and knew what she had done.
"Big Brother, vanquishing a heretical god can earn rewards from the Church. Since Olivia has made a mistake, you should just hand me over... I won't blame you. I was the one who deceived you... Ouch!"
Felyn flicked her on the forehead. The force made her close her eyes and lean back.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You thought I was a heretical god at first, but you didn't leave me."
Felyn stroked Olivia's head to relax her. "What's wrong with being a little lewd? Girls are cuter when they're lewd."
"R-really?" Olivia asked tentatively, not quite daring to believe Felyn's words.
"Really. Lewdness is the primary productive force. I like Olivia whether she's quiet or lewd. I will absolutely not hate you for it. You don't know me well, and I don't know you well. But the good thing is, we still have a long time to get to know each other in the future."
Felyn held Olivia's hand and swung it gently in the air. "I'll be in your care from now on, Miss Olivia."
Olivia's fingertips trembled lightly in Felyn's palm, her hand completely enveloped by his.
Felyn's warmth slowly warmed her world.
"Th-then, in the future, can I call you Big Brother while doing some..."
Felyn quickly covered Olivia's mouth. "Olivia, in the future, when you say some lewd things, can you not call me Big Brother? I'm afraid I won't pass the review."
"Pass the review?"
"It just feels... not quite right."
"Then... I'll call you Lord Felyn?"
That could work.
Wait, calling me by my name for that kind of thing is not quite right in itself!
Felyn didn't have time to complain now. It was clearly not appropriate to correct Olivia's feelings for him at this moment.
"Olivia, can you feel the heretical art energy in your body? Close your eyes and try to control it. As long as you release it, you'll be fine. Just release it in... that direction." Felyn pointed to a small grove behind him.
What Felyn didn't know was that Bernice's abilities were greatly diminished at this moment. If there was a very powerful person in the grove shielding their presence, she wouldn't be able to detect them.
So, was there a very powerful person in the grove?
(End of Chapter)