Saint?Just a bad woman

"So, Miss Store Manager, do you want to watch me change clothes with your own eyes?"

Santa Karina playfully winked her sea-blue eyes.

122. Mechanical Cult

"Why not? Your Majesty the Saint."

The store manager needs new energy. Although the interval since the last recharge is still very short, only two days, she has been quite lazy recently and has done a lot of things.

It is conservatively estimated that the mechanical heart only has 1/3 of its energy left, and it is necessary to find a female creature to interact with intimately as soon as possible within the next two days to replenish it.

If you can endure it until tomorrow night, there will be a meeting of the Mechanicum in the middle of the night. As long as you find an excuse to tell your boss that you have to get off work early, and shorten the overtime time a little bit, it should be fine.

There are several gentle young women among the followers of the Mechanicum. They know that there is a frail young lady among the followers who needs to replenish her magic power every once in a while, and they are happy to dedicate themselves to saving her precarious life.

That lady is the store manager.

Although neither of them knows each other's appearance, when they need help from each other, they only need to ask each other, and they will never do anything perfunctory.These "people in the cult" are kinder than the decent people from well-known families. They are similar to the temples of the Gods of Order. Those clergy may seem benevolent, but in fact they will ignore believers in need of help.

Unless the believer has money or power.Choose one of the two, and they will definitely be in high spirits.

The god that the store manager really believes in is not the God of Order, but the great ancient god Maztelia, the founding god of the Mechanical Religion. She is known as the goddess of mechanical industry by future generations and is the creator of this era of mechanical technology. By.

This can also explain why the store manager has black gear tattoos on her body during negative distance communication. Her parents are also followers of Maztelia and have the same tattoos on their bodies.

The honest "cultists" helped her get through several difficulties of magic shortage, and the store manager did not have any psychological burden on her.

Because God's eyes never rest on her believers.

As for the reason for leaving the store, the store manager just needed to find an excuse for feeling unwell during her menstrual period and leave the club early.Even if she is still a few days away from her real menstrual period, the boss will not really ask her to take off her skirt to check.

Since she took over as the store manager, she has made more money every night than the previous store manager made for several nights combined. It is still several times more. The boss will not let her overwork, which will lead to a decrease in service quality in the future. .

No matter when you're on your period, it's a tried-and-true strategy.During the menstrual period, the store manager will also hang the name tags of female public relations in the "special situations" area to prevent customers from being troubled during all-age service hours.

The secret meeting of the Mechanicum is held once a week. The date is not fixed on a certain day of the week, and the location is not completely fixed in one place. Believers only need to close their eyes and touch their tattoos, and the date and location will automatically be in their minds. emerge.The spell that tells the date and place is a spiritual spell, and the tattoo is the medium through which the spell takes effect.

If the date of the gathering is fixed, outsiders who are not believers will grasp the rules and cause unnecessary trouble.

At first, the store manager lady attended the gathering out of curiosity and wanted to collect some information about the Heart of Machinery. Now she has another purpose - to replenish magic power. Kind-hearted ladies generally don't mind helping their allies.

Just inserting your delicate jade fingers into their indescribable places will not have any adverse effects on their morals or body.In return, the store manager will also explain mechanical engineering knowledge to them, repair broken mechanical equipment for free, or buy some strange drugs from the club that can stimulate desire and give them to them.

At the beginning, the store manager lady would not miss any opportunity to learn about the gathering and get information when she attended the gathering. However, the final result was not beautiful.No useful clues were obtained from the meeting, and the books and materials they brought were all insignificant.

Speaking of the first time she attended the gathering, the store manager still remembered how young she was at that time.

"I hope I can be somewhat protected tonight. Great Ancient God above, I hope you can bless me to figure out the mystery of the Mechanical Heart as soon as possible. I will definitely pray and make offerings to you every month."

With that said, she paid homage to the miniature goddess statue in the cabinet several times, then put on a black hooded robe and mask, and checked at the window upstairs before leaving the house.

The meeting place that day was an abandoned speakeasy.

Dozens of believers wearing the same style of black burqas and masks were in the abandoned bar. The wine here was no longer available. Everyone came here not to drink, but just as a gathering place.

The two old friends she met for the first time were the enthusiastic and cheerful Miss Brass and the other the gentle Miss Gear. They both loved mechanical engineering and chose materials closely related to mechanical engineering for their design codes.

The store manager's code name is Diesel, which is very different from how they named her.The way to identify each other is through masks and body shapes. Believers generally do not change their masks. After all, the mask is the only identification code.

"Good evening, ladies."

"Good evening, Miss Diesel, your voice sounds weak, do you need [that] again?"

Ms. Gear is good at observing and can hear the state in the voice of the store manager.

Because it was the first time, the store manager was a little embarrassed, but still nodded.She has many physical inconveniences, and it is heartwarming to have someone understand.

"It only takes a few minutes... Miss Gear, next time, I will find you "History of the Development of Mechanical Industry" and "Mechanical Industrial Revolution" in other languages."

"It doesn't matter, this is not a morally corrupt thing. The great Maztelia will definitely be pleased because her followers are doing something to help people."

"Then let's find a quiet place first."

"it is good."

The more I thought about this conversation, the more wrong it became. The store manager's cerebral cortex became more and more excited, and tears began to fill her eyes because of her indescribable feelings.

After finishing their adult business, the two of them returned to the lobby of the abandoned bar as if nothing had happened.Today seems to be a free exchange, but the priest presiding over the gathering is absent.

The store manager walked around in the crowd and returned to her original place.

Another believer, Brass, whom she had just met, had something to say. As soon as he saw the store manager, he put his arm around her shoulders familiarly.

"I got some interesting information about the Heart of Machinery. Do you want to hear it, Miss Diesel?"

"Of course I do."

The store manager is eager for any information about this mechanical heart.

However, she didn't expect that the seemingly careless Brass could get the information before the gears.

"Then...the cookies that tasted so good last time, can you give me some more?"

"Yes, I will bring it when we meet next time. The great Maztelia is here, I swear to her."

The store manager made a gesture like swearing to God.

So, Brass cleared his throat first, and then came forward mysteriously.The store manager smelled the smell of beer on her body, the kind you get in a street tavern for a few copper coins, and the smell was a bit regretful.

"I met a scholar when I was working in a restaurant before. She seemed to be very knowledgeable. I casually asked about the Heart of Machinery. I didn't expect that she had actually studied relevant literature."

"Well, then what?"

"The scholar told me that there is such a mysterious town where a craftsman who specializes in making mechanical dolls lives. The core that drives the human idol to work like a real person is the mechanical heart. However, if such a doll is heard by capitalists, They will definitely curse the violent things and start to officially try to let dolls work instead of humans in some factories. After all, those dolls hardly need rest and can produce products 24 hours a day... That should be the thing you want to ask. Bar?"

"Probably. Thank you, I finally have some clues. I will definitely investigate according to the clues you provided when I have time. I will send the agreed reward next week."

The store manager pretended to write down the information in her notebook, but actually rolled her eyes in her mind.

Because this level of mechanical heart is not at the same level as her heart.

The doll's heart was created by humans, while her mechanical heart was suspected to be a creation of the gods.

Fortunately, even if the desired information was not obtained, the joy of exchanging magic power with Ms. Gear and the comfort of replenishing magic power made me feel particularly happy. Unfortunately, the time of pleasure was very short, only a few minutes.

It would be great if I could meet someone who could absorb magic power every day without worrying about revealing her secrets, so that I could indulge in pleasure and be unable to extricate myself (bushi).

By the time the gathering ended, it was already two o'clock in the night. When we returned to the [Tavern], the memories were over. Now it was time for the store manager and the saint.

Compared with the time when Miss Gear opened the door of one of the private rooms in the abandoned bar and was filled with the smell of dry dust, the room in the [Tavern] was not only spotless, but also gorgeously decorated.

When the store manager had that idea, Santa Karina immediately became proactive.

"Miss store manager, do you want to try my holy sword?"

If you can bring the other party under your control, then many things will be easier to handle.

"Okay."

The gentle store manager was unprepared and didn't know the price she would have to bear for receiving the holy sword.

As always, she opened her clothes in front of her career, ready to receive the saint's holy sword.

As we all know, the magic power in the heart is the purest, second only to an indescribable part.

"I...I'm coming in."

Santa Karina revealed her holy sword and breathed rapidly.

I don’t know why, but the act of fixing demons with the store manager always makes Santa Karina feel weirdly immoral, as if she’s cheating on her.However, she and the store manager are both truly single, and there is no such thing as having sex behind their lovers' backs.

"Come, Your Majesty the Saint."

After hearing the response from the store manager, Santa Karina held the tip of the slender holy sword in her palms, sweating a little due to nervousness.The tip was slightly hot, and the end of the triangle was visibly trembling.

The process of absorbing magic is pleasant, almost comparable to the feeling of receiving wages and bonuses.

"Pfft--" With a powerful and heavy blow, the holy sword stabbed steadily into the indescribable part of the store manager, and she let out a low groan.

This is just something as ordinary as eating and drinking.

Sending monosyllabic words is a normal reaction for people who have absorbed magic power. According to the subsequent descriptions of people who have experienced it, the moment they are touched by the holy sword, their brains will go blank, a numbing current will surge up their spine, and their toes will curl up. , breathing becomes heavier and heavier.

Santa Karina watched with her own eyes as she leaned back, just like a learner who was excited when exchanging biological knowledge at the most exciting moment.

The temperature and humidity in the air were unusually high, and both of them were tacitly aware of this.During this period of time, the absorber and the absorber of magic can empathize and have the same feelings and moods.

In a word, it's cool.

The empty mechanical heart is filled with a steady influx of magic power, and the tired soul and body are fully cleansed.The store manager became radiant, and the weakness and fatigue just now were gone.

"Phew—he's saved."

She was like a fully charged mobile phone. After her body twitched four or five times, she showed a satisfied expression when she pulled out the holy sword.

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty the Saint. If the magic power is too low, there is really no way to guarantee a normal life."

"It's okay. In fact, I'm also...comfortable (whispers)."

The store manager didn't hear the last word clearly. She hurriedly sorted out the messy clothes and took out a small hardcover book from her pocket.This book is a newly launched fantasy novel and is a hot seller in bookstores.

"It's your reward for tonight. This book is wonderful. I give it to you. You can use it to relieve your boredom."

"Thank you."

Saint Karina accepted the gift with joy.

123. The stage for tomorrow’s stars

"Miss store manager, don't you feel anything?"

However, Santa Karina asked with a smile.

"What do you feel? I feel like the magic is filling me up, and your holy sword is really great, I mean it, it's great in every sense of the word."

The store manager was full of praise for this.

"really……"

Santa Karina sighed as if she was talking to herself. She really didn't feel the changes in the store manager. The holy sword that was always easy to use didn't work this time.

The effect of the contract does not extend to the store manager, but it is a valid contract to other women.

The store manager lady hides a secret that is not known to everyone, at least at the level of a god.

"By the way, Your Majesty the Saint, I have helped you so many times, why not help my shop once?"

"How can you help?"

"There is an event at the [Tavern] tonight, and we need a female publicist with excellent figure and temperament to support the event. If Your Majesty the Saint is willing to participate in this event, it will definitely make the [Tavern] shine."

"You don't want me to dance as a saint, do you?"

This is not the first time she has danced in public. She has danced both serious and informal dances.

However, it doesn't matter to her that she uses her identity as a Saint of Patriotism to perform a serious dance in an informal place. Currently, Saint Karina is still the saint of the Kosmos chosen by Esther, a sick woman.

If she sneaks out to fool around in the middle of the night, and she knows that she has gone to such a place, and dances to please other women, then St. Carina will definitely be turned upside down by Esther.

It would undoubtedly be difficult for her to do such a hot dance in front of so many people.

"This is indeed a problem, but if you come back without reciprocating, you will get more rewards if you take risks, right?"

"Okay...too."

Because of the contract issue, Santa Karina felt a little guilty in her heart.

"I understand, then do whatever you want."

"Your Majesty, please dance for me on stage. I want to see a very exciting dance. It is best to wear very thin clothes and the clothes will fall off when you dance. , just not now.”

The words were spoken so quietly that only the two of them could hear them.

A dance lasts only a short time and must be seen by more people.I know with my toes that it has the most guests at night and is the best place for performances.

In fact, Santa Karina, who just declined, is not at all ashamed of dancing in front of others because of her status as a female publicist. She is not ashamed of the word "disgraceful". If outsiders think that this can break her psychological defense, it is a big mistake. Very wrong.

Not only is she not ashamed of it, but she can also perform a dance that will amaze everyone and make the guests in the audience spend a lot of money.

There are some things that only certain people can do, and Santa Karina is happy to be that special person.A female publicist who doesn't even dare to dance is definitely not a qualified female publicist.

"Your Majesty the Holy Maiden... No, Miss Gin, I'm looking forward to your performance tonight. I hope you won't be unable to jump out of shame."

The store manager opened another manual on the table - "Customer Code", turned to one of the pages, and pointed to the middle article.