Two

"A soul pointing to the light—"

"A soul leading the darkness—"

As Tavia's crisp and soft voice recited the spell, the magic power on Laika's body was continuously pouring into Emilia's body.

Laika's face gradually turned pale, but Emilia's body temperature continued to rise, and a rosy glow appeared on her face that had lost all color.

Laika's hand was gently placed on Emilia's chest, and he could feel that the heartbeat of his body was constantly accelerating.

Help!

"Brother...the next step is to put the soul back into the body, people around will feel a little dizzy, please bear with it!"

"Hmm!" Laika replied, holding Emilia's cold little hand tightly.

Hum——

The vibration that touched the soul echoed in everyone's body. Accompanied by the waves of soul resonance several times, a phantom image of nothingness was guided by Tavia's hands, and finally returned to Emilia's body.

After the resurrection technique was completed, Tavia's figure shook slightly, as if she was about to fall down in the next second. Fortunately, he was supported by Laika on the side in time.

Letting go of the staff in her hand, looking at the "Sleeping Beauty" in front of her, Tavia took a deep breath.

I have tried everything I can do, and then I can only resign myself to fate.

Suddenly, Emilia's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Woke up!"

Laika's excited tears flowed out slowly, and she gently hugged her in his arms.

Emilia slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and the golden light in the pupils bloomed like a bright kaleidoscope.

She stared blankly at Laika's face, and immediately a mist appeared, and her eyes were full of emotion.

"Fool……"

The girl gently opened her vermilion lips, her gentle words seemed to be reproaching, but they couldn't conceal the deep love in them; as if she was relieved, she lowered her head and snuggled intimately against Laika's strong chest. The joy of reunion made her eyes blurred with tears, and the clear water slowly slid down Laika's armor.

……

"Master Brave, Her Majesty's health is fine, just take a short rest."

The priest of the Healing Church stood beside Emilia's bed with Laika, talking.

"So, Amy is out of danger?" Laika beamed.

"Haha, Her Royal Highness is blessed by the Holy Light, how could she be busy." The priest smiled and said, "Speaking of which, Mr. Brave, the king seems to have something to ask, you hurry up and prepare your clothes. Go to the palace to meet His Royal Highness, and let the saint rest well..."

"Master Brave, please rest assured, I will take good care of His Royal Highness."

On the side, the lovely maid with short pink hair smiled slightly, resting her slender fingers on her chest, assuring Laika.

"Haha, this is Irene, the head maid of the royal palace. She was also a famous pastor of the Healing Church before. I think she can take good care of the saint." The priest introduced.

"My lord priest, there is no need to praise me like this..." Irene twisted her body as if shy, "In short, my lord brave man, please rest assured to leave it to me, Your Highness Emilia."

"Go, idiot...you are a great hero, you can't delay business for me..." Emilia, who was lying on the hospital bed, also encouraged with a weak voice.

"Well, I'm going right now."

Laika smiled and rubbed Emilia's little head, while not forgetting to observe Emilia's expression.

Lying on the bed, she lacked her usual sense of strength as a saint, but instead had a touch of delicate beauty. This subtle beauty made Laika's heart skip a beat, as if he was introspecting, or reminiscing, as if he was immersed in it.

'After all, she's a girl too...'

Carrying the beautiful reverie of an adolescent boy, Laika followed the priest and Irene, and slowly walked out of Emilia's room.

Now, there is only one person left in the room.

After watching the figure reflected on the corridor wall go away, the delicate and sickness on Emilia's face disappeared in an instant, and what was left was an unbearable look of ridicule and joking. Those golden watery eyes were stained with The bright red color of the demons, the tenderness in the eyes, was replaced by another dark emotion at this moment. The meaning of treachery and treachery kept circulating in the bright red eyes of the saint.

Sitting up from the bed, closing the door, slowly walking towards the closet, and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror next to the closet.

The slender fingers slid across the delicate face, feeling the beauty of the girl's skin, the corners of "Emilia"'s mouth slightly raised.

The white tulle nightdress slowly slipped off as if the skin had faded, exposing the girl's bumpy body to the air.

"Hee~, my lord saint, you have today too."

"Well, although according to the plan, the one who will sacrifice himself will be the brave Laika, and I will occupy the body of the brave." Speaking of this, Emilia sneered, "Hehe, I didn't expect that our stupid saintess preceded the brave, I gave my life, and at the same time, I gave my body."

The small hands gently grasped the ups and downs of the chest, under the tulle pajamas, the milky white skin looked extraordinarily sultry.

"Is this the body of a female human... Well, it feels good."

"I have endured a lot of hard work on this journey. Not only do I have to use this surface memory to cover up, but I also have to endure the stimulation of clothes rubbing against my body. I can't use this body to reward myself~" Speaking of this, Emily The corners of Ya's mouth raised slightly, outlining a charming smile that was different from the pure temperament in the past, "After all, the body of the saint is so sensitive, she can't hold back her desire for a long time~"

Saying so, "Emilia" manipulated her dexterous hands, roughly rubbing the pair of proud snow breasts in the mirror, kneading them into various shapes according to her own ideas. The white delicate skin gradually became attractive cherry red, and the two small grapes on the chest also gradually became cute.

"Yeah... um... hehe~ I've become more sensitive... The body of the Holy Maiden is really lewd, as expected of the body I like... No, it should be someone else's body now~"

The left hand was placed in front of the girl's snow-like beautiful breasts, and was slightly ravaged, but the right hand could no longer resist the temptation, and slowly slid towards the saint's private parts, where there was already a wet swamp, and the slightly opened jungle entrance It is covered with crystal dew, as if waiting for visitors to step in.

"The next thing is here... um..."

Fingers slowly penetrated, the virgin flesh wall of the saint was extremely sensitive, just touching the pink and tender flesh folds, the pleasure was transmitted to the limbs and brain instantly like an electric current.

The lips and teeth moved together slightly, as if they wanted to restrain themselves, but the sensual pleasure had already dominated the girl's brain, and the uncontrollable sounds of joy kept coming out of the girl's mouth.

"Huh...huh... If someone knows that the dignified Saintess can show such an expression in private, what would they think?"

"Emilia" tilted her head slightly, and her silver-white hair also slanted down. Looking at himself in the mirror, he asked with interest.

At the same time, as if to be liberated from this carnal desire, the girl's fingertips also accelerated the speed of exploration - in order to taste the **** pleasure of this female body's forbidden fruit called "love".

"Yeah~~hmm~!"

Finally, the sense of immorality and pleasure reached their peak in an instant.

Puchi——

A large amount of liquid shot out, smearing sticky on the full-length mirror.

The tender body exuding a youthful atmosphere subconsciously arched due to the electric pleasure, which could not be calmed down for a long time. The immoral feeling of using the saint's body to self-****, as well as the pleasure of squirting from the lower body, are like waves, impacting and eroding the girl's rationality.

Fortunately, the sound insulation magic of the rooms in the church is very advanced, and no one will know what happened in the saint's room.

Reminiscing about the aftertaste of the orgasm in her mind, Emilia raised her hand, sucking the slender fingertips stained with love liquid, with a satisfied look on her face.

"Miss Saint...everything about you in the future..."

"...It's my family's~"

Announcing this in a clear and sweet voice, a pair of beautiful eyes that gradually turned bright red narrowed slightly, and a sly smile appeared on the face of "Emilia".

His gaze returned to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of him. The mirror surface of the floor-to-ceiling mirror had already been soaked with the girl's love liquid, making it blurry. And the girl's beautiful face also appeared so blurred and distorted.

Facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the flushed girl calmly wiped away the liquid splashed on her face, then raised the corners of her mouth, showing a happy expression.

"Hey, Emilia, my dear Highness, I really like your perfect body more and more."

"Whether it's this pure face or the temperament of this saint, I am very benefited."

Holding the frame of the floor-to-ceiling mirror with both hands——

"From now on, I will live on your behalf."

Accompanied by the mist coming out, the girl poked out her tender tongue, as if flirting, and gently licked the mirror reflecting her face.

"Ha...the body of the saint...is really delicious...hehe..."

"From now on, I will make good use of the body of the saint... I will let this lewd body enjoy the baptism of orgasm every day... I will turn the most holy girl in the church into a promiscuous bitch. This is my **** against your Rose Knights, hee~"

"Emilia, good night. From now on, I will take over this wonderful body."