The target is a goddess!Sacred Path of the Scrap Succubus

She wanted to ask her maids, but they had already been sent to live in a hotel in the capital during the second round of selection. Take a break girls.

'Perhaps, I should still ask Aurora and Serena? '

Although Margaret didn't think they would get into trouble like herself, but after all, we are the same age in similar situations, maybe there is some inspiration?

However, when she walked to the back garden of the monastery and saw the two people sitting together in the gazebo at the corner of the garden from a distance, the content of the conversation she heard made her hesitate.

"Damn it, I've been dreaming about you again lately—I obviously don't want to be like that in my dreams..."

Aurora's complaints were not loud, but they resonated well with Margaret.

That's right, in the past few days, the head of the monastery has kindly lent the tower where he originally lived to the three of them to live in. Although they are on different floors, they are indeed together again.

That is, from that day on, Serena's vivid figure appeared in Margaret's dream again.

Margaret was very curious, since Aurora is also like this, what about Serena?

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

Serena's answer was very brisk.

"We are good sisters. Since we can often accompany each other in dreams, doesn't that mean that our relationship is really good?"

It seemed plausible, but even to Margaret it seemed otherwise.

And Aurora's reaction was even more beyond Margaret's expectation.

"What the hell!"

Aurora's tone even carried a bit of exasperation.

"I don't want to be casually treated like this or that by you in my dream!"

"Oh? What is this and that?"

Serena's reaction was normal, but for some reason, Margaret always felt that there was something else in this sentence.

"Just... just those unclean contacts! Don't ask me what they are, I can't tell!"

"Unclean?"

Serena's voice became even more puzzled.

"We are all girls, and we all take a good bath before going to bed. Even if we meet in a dream, there can't be something unclean, right?"

"I didn't mean that!"

Aurora's voice became more irritable.

"Which one is that?"

For some reason, Margaret always felt that this voice seemed to appear in her dreams.

"It's...that's...that's what a man would do to a woman, that kind of shameless thing!"

"what?"

Serena's voice seemed shocked.

"Aurora, do you understand this? I don't understand anything! Come on, tell me what you dreamed, and let me open my eyes too!"

Margaret was very sure that Aurora's cheeks must have turned red by now, like the brightest silk dyed with Danzhu insects, a specialty of the southern rainforest.

"I won't describe that kind of dirty behavior! By the way, I have heard a saying that there are witches and the like, who will poison the people they fancy, making them miss themselves day and night .”

This accusation is serious.

Even if she was a good friend, Margaret couldn't help but want to go out and tell Aurora not to talk nonsense.

First, such witches do not exist;

Second, such accusations can be troublesome if they are heard by unrelated people.

After all, a profession like a saint really cares about her external image.

Regardless of whether it is Aurora or Serena, once a few words about these aspects are spread, it will not be a good thing.

However, Serena's answer made her stop again and froze in place.

"Poison? Well, maybe."

"Aurora, I don't know if you've heard of it, but one of the most poisonous things in the world is love."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"Love is something that cannot be easily removed once it is contaminated. Once it enters the heart, it will burn day and night. Once it seeps into the mind, it will keep whispering in your ear..."

"This is the sweetest curse, the most intoxicating poison, the most painful burn, and the sweetest bliss..."

Aurora's voice visibly panicked.

"You, what are you talking about? Everyone is obviously a girl, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Margaret also felt that it was impossible, but the words Serena said just now seemed to be imprinted in her mind, they could not disappear at all, they just played back there over and over again.

Immediately afterwards, she heard an even more explosive reply.

"How can it be impossible? Rather, love is purer just because everyone is a girl."

"People of different genders fall in love with each other, and it is always inevitable to have the desire for the body of the opposite sex, and the indulgence of their own animal nature—maybe there is also the reproductive instinct that some creatures have?"

"But between the same gender, it's much simpler!"

"Because we are all girls, we can have the purest love!"

By this time, Aurora's voice had even stuttered.

"I, I, I don't. I don't! I, I won't, fall in love with, girl..."

"Then you are already in love with boys?"

Serena's voice was obviously injured.

"No, no! I don't think so!"

"But I have..."

Next, Margaret was shocked to see that Serena's figure in the gazebo forced Aurora's petite figure to the edge of the pavilion pillar.

Then, the two figures merged together.

"Hmm? Mmm! Mmmmmmm..."

Margaret didn't know how to describe her current feelings.

She seemed to understand something, but also seemed to forget something;

It seems to have gained something, but also seems to have lost something.

In short, her brain was in a mess, and it took a long time for her to return to normal operation.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that she felt her breath again, and muttered a natural self-talk.

"Why, can't it be me?"

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Chapter 30 This imprint is for a lifetime

"Of course it could be you!"

While Margaret was in a trance, Serena's bright face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she quickly approached.

Before Margaret could figure out what was going on, she was lost in a sense of confusion.

'who I am?Where am I?What am I doing? '

The originally clever brain can only loop endlessly among these three questions.

I don't know how long it took, the soap bubble finally burst.

The consciousness that was about to fly into the Kingdom of God finally fell back into Margaret's body again.

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"Huh? Huh huh huh—"

She was horrified to find that Serena showed a satisfied expression ten centimeters above her face.

And she herself was clearly limp in Serena's arms, letting her do whatever she wanted!

She can swear that since she can remember, she has never thought of being so involuntary now.

And more importantly, it was only at this time that she suddenly realized that Serena had completely reproduced what she had just done to Aurora on herself.

And this, it seems, it seems, is what I asked for!

After feeling the warm object start to move towards her waist and abdomen, Margaret's reserve finally sounded the alarm again.

"No! Stop!"

The opposite side did stop, but there were also lazy and charming questions that followed:

"Really? But your expression doesn't seem to mean that, Margaret."

"That's what I mean, stop, immediately, immediately!"

As a magician, this gap is enough for Margaret to regain her sanity.

She stated her true meaning again, and then began to mobilize her muscles, trying to restore her body's balance.

And Serena also showed a regretful expression just right.

"You, how can you do this!"

"It's not hygienic at all..."

Serena looked at Margaret playfully, and said softly:

"Oh? Is this the point? Don't worry, I brush my teeth well every day."

"But you were clearly with Aurora just now..."

Margaret's words came to an abrupt end - because this completely showed that she had been peeping here before.

As a lady, such sneaky behavior is also very rude.

"Well, it's my fault."

Serena readily admitted her mistake, and then asked meaningfully:

"How does it feel? Do you really feel, have you tasted something bad?"

Margaret froze.

She only knew what Serena did to Aurora and herself just now after reading the text descriptions from some books.

As for what else was behind this behavior, she really knew very little.

And the complaint just now was just a simple first reaction.

Looking back now, when she was kissed by Serena, she really didn't feel bad...

Rather, it's comfortable?even……

Margaret found it difficult to describe what she felt just now, or she just discovered at this moment that she also knew nothing about many aspects of her body.

There are many senses, as if they had never existed before and just popped up suddenly, allowing her to experience strange ripples now.

"I, I'm going first!"

Margaret took a step forward suddenly and rushed towards the library in a panic.

She had to look it up to see what all this meant.

Serena smiled and looked at Margaret's back, then quickly returned to the gazebo.

Sure enough, just like what she felt just now, Aurora returned here quickly, and looked at her angrily.

It was as if the girl who ran away in a panic a few minutes ago was not Aurora.