Let them live with that regret for the rest of their lives!

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The reason Elise was able to free herself from madness each time was through constant experimentation, constant dying, and constant repetition...

She did this simply to protect herself.

However, she ultimately died by her own hand, even sacrificing everything she had before her death.

She knew perfectly well why Elise did this, and she knew that Elise was taking revenge on her, but... so what?

While wiping the windows, Elise suddenly felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist, and someone pressed against her from behind. The soft touch felt quite comfortable to her.

"Didn't we agree to clean first? Why are you climbing up here?"

"Suddenly, I feel like snuggling up to you." Sera buried her face in Elise's neck; the familiar scent and warm body made her want to immerse herself in it.

Looking at Sera's reflection in the window, Elise didn't struggle. She simply leaned gently against Sera and said, "Then, let's rest for a bit."

……

In the evening, after a busy day, the two finally finished cleaning the house inside and out.

Although the house here is small and much worse than Elise's manor, Sera is very satisfied.

She remembers her dream of having her own little house in a big city and living with the person she loves every day.

However... well, speaking of which, she should thank the Eternal Church. If she hadn't been forcibly taken away to become a hero, she wouldn't have been able to meet Iris.

As a token of gratitude, she decided to cut off the head of the Eternal God once she regained her strength.

"Let's go, come with me to buy some groceries."

"it is good."

Sera turned around and saw that Elise had changed into a very simple dress. Her usual noble elegance had turned into gentle and charming.

Just like... one's own newlywed wife.

Noticing Sera's gaze, Elise raised an eyebrow: "Why do I get the feeling you're thinking about something strange?"

"Hmm, I feel like you're a newlywed wife right now."

Elise didn't blush at Sera's words; instead, she moved closer to her, took her hand affectionately, and said gently, "Then, darling, can we go out now?"

"Ah."

……

"damn it."

Servis pushed open the bathroom door and slowly walked out.

You can see that her face is slightly flushed, whether it's because she just took a shower or for some other reason is unknown.

The thin white nightgown perfectly accentuated her figure, and the lace embellishments added a touch of allure.

Servis emerged from the bathroom and immediately collapsed onto the soft bed.

You could tell from her reddened ears that Servis was not at peace.

There's a reason she's become like this. When she went to Elise Manor before, she inexplicably brought back Elise's nightgown.

Just now, he even did some unspeakable things with her nightgown.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, with Elise's nightgown as an aid, she found herself finally able to completely succumb to pleasure, just like before.

However, the consequences of doing so were also very serious; Servis was now completely unable to calm down.

The feeling of shame intensified, especially when he thought about using Elise as a subject of his fantasy.

But the more ashamed she felt, the more pleasure she experienced.

For a fleeting moment, she even thought that it would be nice if Elise could be there watching over her...

Servis, who was lying on the bed, shifted her body and subconsciously covered herself with the blanket, burying her face in it.

The fire of desire that had just subsided now seems to be burning again.

All of this was caused by that wicked woman, Elise, so... it's not a problem if I use her as material, right?

Although the reason was far-fetched, Servis managed to calm down a little after finding a reason for herself.

To avoid repeating the same mistake, Servis casually picked up Elise's nightgown, and as a raging fire ignited in her palm, the nightgown was quickly burned to ashes.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a little regretful after someone's nightgown was destroyed.

But soon, Servis shook her head violently, realizing that she could no longer indulge in pleasure.

She was determined to return to her former self and strive for the Lord's great cause.

And so, Servis slowly closed her eyes.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Servis opened her eyes, her gaze not showing any sign of sleepiness. She suddenly thought of something.

There seem to be quite a few clothes in Elise's room, so maybe...

Volume 1: Chapter 682 The Shameful Miss Servis

Whether it was because it was her second time here or because of Elise's influence, Servis now felt quite at ease coming to the manor.

But when she thought about what she was going to do next, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Even though she could sense everything happening around her with her mental power, she still couldn't help but look around, afraid that someone might suddenly jump out from some corner.

Servis now deeply regrets her actions, regretting why she burned Elise's nightgown.

Without that woman's help, that feeling of something being missing reappeared.

All I can say is that I'm tough when I've just extinguished my desires.

Servis gently shook her head, suppressing her chaotic thoughts, before pushing open the door and entering the room.

She skillfully entered Elise's room. Servis originally only wanted to take a piece of clothing from Elise's wardrobe, but when she entered the room, she found that a black nightgown had appeared on the bed at some point.

The material was very light and thin, and it was decorated with lace. She could even imagine how beautiful Elise would look in this nightgown.

Wait, why is there suddenly an extra piece of clothing here?

Could it be that Elise has returned?

Thinking of this, a look of vigilance flashed in Servis's eyes, and the power of destiny surged within them.

At this moment, everything in the room was revealed to her.

She casually grabbed a strand of fate and began to sense it intently.

She saw Elise enter the room, then walk curiously to the bedside.

When she noticed that the confusion on Elise's face was gradually replaced by pleasure, Servis suddenly realized that she might have been used as a bait.

However, it was too late to realize this now. In Elise's room, a familiar figure had appeared at some point—the very person she had been longing for.

"Oh dear, I was just trying my hand at fishing, but I didn't expect the fish to actually bite!" Elise smiled at Servis, her eyes filled with barely suppressed joy.

The familiar voice, the familiar sarcastic tone—at this moment, Servis felt a touch of nostalgia.

But she quickly realized what was happening and looked at Elise with a wary gaze.

She hadn't expected that, with the Sorcerer God taking over Seria, the other party would still dare to return here. Wasn't he afraid of being punished by the gods?

There's no use thinking about that now. Since Elise is here, it means she has the ability to avoid being discovered. Now she needs to figure out how to get out of here.

After all, she came in her original form again this time.

Moreover, based on her understanding of Elise, if she were to return to a dangerous place like Seria, she would definitely bring a bodyguard or something, and that person might be observing the situation nearby.

She felt that she might also have to use her own threads of fate to counteract death, just like Ockham.

Just as Servis was thinking about how to escape, Elise casually sat down on a chair nearby, looking at her lazily: "Don't get excited. I didn't come here to fight you. After all, we've known each other for quite a while, haven't we?"

"And when you see me again, don't you feel any longing?" Elise looked at Servis with a resentful expression, like an innocent girl who had been played and abandoned by a scumbag woman. You could even see tears welling up in her eyes, as if she might cry at any moment.

Even knowing that Elise was acting, Servis couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

The change in her mindset also reminded Servis that the wicked woman in front of her was dangerous, and that if she wasn't careful, she might be possessed by a parasitic soul like last time, or be bewitched without her even realizing it.

"I'm curious, did you come back here to look for my clothes?"

Upon hearing Elise's words, Servis instinctively retorted, "How could that be? I'm just here to investigate you."

"Oh, I see. Do you know where my nightgown went? I had it custom-made, and it was worth dozens of gold coins."

"And it hasn't even been washed yet. Could some pervert have stolen it? How disgusting!"

Even Servis's expression stiffened after hearing Elise's words, and she felt a strange sense of shame mixed with...pleasure.

A look of confusion flashed in her eyes. She didn't know why she had become like this. Anyway... it was all Elise's fault.

She said, feigning composure, "Who knows? After all, I heard that no one was here overnight."

"Never mind, it's just a nightgown. If it's gone, it's gone. Speaking of which, you always seem to wear clothes that aren't very distinctive. How about I give you some?" Elise casually tossed out a spatial ring.

Servis didn't take it with her hands; instead, she used the threads of fate to wrap it around the ring. Because she was worried that Elise might tamper with the ring, Servis didn't bother to check what was inside.

Iris didn't seem to care about the other person's cautious attitude. She remained completely unguarded and said, "By the way, are you really not planning to come over here?"

“I could never betray my benefactor,” Servis replied without hesitation.

"And is there any possibility that our relationship can be improved?" Servis didn't say this aloud.

I should have been Elise's nemesis, the kind of person who would fight to the death whenever they met. Why, why did things turn out like this?

It's understandable that Elise seems to have no desire to fight, but she herself doesn't even seem to have any intention of fighting.

She even wanted to ask Elise if the last siege had affected her.

Just then, Elise's voice suddenly rang out: "Speaking of which, it was quite dangerous when we were besieged last time. I didn't expect that your sycophant could even persuade the people of the Eternal Church."

"But don't worry, I'm not hurt at all."

"Who cares about these things?" Servis frowned slightly, beginning to suspect that the other person might have some kind of mind-reading ability.

"Then just pretend I'm talking to myself." Elise chuckled softly, then slowly stood up and said, "I've met you, and I've given you the gift, so I'll be going now."

"You...aren't you going to make a move here?"

Servis didn't believe that Elise wouldn't be able to tell that this was her true form, when this was clearly the best opportunity to kill her.

"I don't know if it's because we've spent so much time together, but as long as you don't make a move against me, I don't really want to fight back."

Volume 1: Chapter 683 I can't tell them apart, I really can't tell them apart!

Outside the manor, Sera was leaning against the wall idly. When she saw Elise come out, she asked curiously, "You didn't make me do anything just now. I don't think you're the kind of person who's soft-hearted."

“I’ve put a lot of effort into her, how could I possibly lay a hand on her?” Elise curled her lip.

She has faced death and come back to life countless times. In order to survive, she even schemed against herself. How could she possibly be soft-hearted towards others?

If it weren't for wanting to get the information she wanted from Servis, she wouldn't have wasted so much time on her.

However, judging from Servis's performance just now, his efforts should be about to bear fruit.

"Should I hide for a bit?" Sera could sense that Servis was right by the second-floor window.

"No need. Having you here allows me to better express my true feelings."

Elise gave a charming smile, then left with Sera.

Although Servis couldn't sense Sera's presence, she could see her figure. Her guess was correct; there was indeed a powerful figure beside Elise just now.

If Iris had let that hero who defected from the Eternal Church do the deed, she might be dead here by now.

Does she... really not want to fight me?

A hint of confusion flashed in Servis's eyes. She knew perfectly well that Elise was a bad woman, but now she couldn't tell whether what the bad woman was saying was true or false.

It took Servis quite a while to come back to her senses.

She glanced at the space ring that was suspended by the threads of fate, and then vanished from the spot.

After Servis disappeared, the black nightgown on the bed also vanished with her.

……

Back at their temporary lodging near the abandoned street, the two bought some trinkets on the way back, just to make the place feel more lived-in.

After placing all the trinkets she had bought in their proper places, Sera returned to Elise's side and sat down close to her. "Speaking of which, I forgot to ask you earlier, what gift did you give her?"

"It's just some clothes."

"What did you do to those clothes?"