You could do anything you want to me?
Those words when spoken at such a time would make anyone's mind and desire run wild including mine.
But, "Sorry, I am not that horny."
Thankfully, I practice self control.
"Wow, indeed. Quite a self control you have there."
She said with a bored blank look.
"Why is a saintess this lewd and horny?" I asked; not feeling comfortable at how my view of god and his holy people were twisting.
She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Well, if you are confident enough to buy a saintess' chastity with those divinities."
So, that means dare need to have an appropriate amount of divinities.
"See you later newbie, come to church once in a while, but now your friends outside needs some help."
She left the tent.
Rishta needs help, but shouldn't the effect of aphrodisiac should have worn out by now?
Wait, did it only wear out for me???
I rushed out the tent, although, there was no sainted around, Rishta was there, surrounded by a group of young men coaxing her to go with them.
One of them caught her hands to stop her from resisting, normally his hands should how already fallen off but Rishta wasn't in the best state of mind now.
"Can I join?", I asked as a fairly innocent bystander.
"Ah, Illyum, it hurts, please... " Her innocent teary intoxicated eyes filled with pain looked at me as they resisted the rough hands grappling her soft ones.
"What are you, fuck off little piece of shit?!"
One of those men growled at me but were probably stunned by my looks.
"Aren't you quite a bombshell for a manly voice, girl?"
A middle aged man with piercing all over his body came forward.
Did he call me a girl?
I should probably entertain them a little.
My hairs moved towards the three men there as they screamed, "Wait, what the heck are these?!"
Oh, we have attracted some attention here.
Many people who still didn't leave the circus were now looking at us.
[Mana is being used. 821/1100 left.]
"Okay, okay, wait! We will leave now."
That was too late for an understanding of common sense.
"Please, Leave us alone! Please, please, please..."
The greatest humiliation, public humiliation, was now befalling these scummy human beings.
"Illyum, someone is screaming for help, should we help them?" Rishta leaned against me as I covered her eyes from the gruesome scene.
"Don't worry, I am just testing out some abilities..."
"Oh, okay... "
The next morning headline was that,
'A group of hooligans were found half dead in the middle of the square after being physically violated due offending a noble.'
and a more amateurish editor wrote,
'Some people fucked up with hairs stuck in their asses and assets.'
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At the Pearl Pier of the Zagrath kingdom's southern edge of the sea.
"You are four hours late."
"At least I came after such a trying day."
"Be quick now, we need to depart for the meeting of the council."
We need to leave for the meeting.
Thousands of mercenaries donned in their armours and armed with their weapons departed for the long journey.
It was already evening or even night based on your perception of eight o'clock.
The grand ship surrounded by thousands of boats and smaller ships departed to the middle of nowhere in a sea.
"You must have spent quite a bank to get these many men."
I did as I sipped on a cup of tea in the deck of the ship.
"Yeah, quite a penny and a lot of influence." Father said with a bored demeanor.
"They must have high hopes that a war is about to begin again."
Their excited face screams that.
"Yeah, but I hope for real. It has been peaceful for too long."
"You want to start war?" I asked.
"No, I want a war to start, know the difference, fool." He replied. "After all, the world is doomed when the mercenaries would need to start a war."
"Then, why did you father so many people?"
"To not look like pushovers in the meeting."
Meeting...
"What kind of meeting is this? Where are we going?"
He leaned forward with a sigh and look that said, 'Finally, you asked something useful'.
"Illyum, there are many secret societies and organizations in these worlds, legal, barely legal and illegal, morally upright yet illegal and legal yet morally degenerated. But, basically, they could be classified into black, grey and white. No, in reality, there could be no classifications. This is a meeting between organizations like black traders, assassins, pirates, mercenaries and etc.. In short, everything barely legal and illegal."
"Why the heck are we going there?"
"Because the lord called for us."
"The lord?"
"Yes, the lord..."
"Who?"
He stood up from his seat and looked at the moon shining in the dark blue sky above the gently sailing gigantic ship fleet.
"The Lord of the Crimes and Mysteries."