Get ahead of the fallen heroine and make the minotaur the victim.

Wait a minute... could this really be fake?

This seemingly friendly sister... could it be that the 'terrible' God has transformed?

When she thought of this possibility, the corners of Valentina's mouth, who had been quite calm, couldn't help but twist upwards, and her eyes gradually became full of fanaticism.

136. Princesses who are blessed by God?

Realizing that she might almost lose control of her expression, Valentina quickly put her hands in front of her mouth to cover the corners of her mouth that were about to twist, and closed her eyes to hide her fanatical look, pretending to be thinking about it.

It’s not right to say that she was pretending to consider it; it should be said that she was actually considering it.

However, what we should think about is not whether to agree to the request, but what the probability of this possibility is.

If it was played by an evil god, it would be fine. But if it was a real sister, she would become a perverted sister with evil intentions towards her sister.

Sure enough, it is better to calm down and judge whether the other party is real or fake.

"…I understand, if you don't mind Veronica."

When Valentina forced herself to calm down and opened her eyes again, the enthusiasm that had just ignited in her eyes had been well hidden again, and her voice was normal.

However, she still looked at the girl in front of her with extremely focused eyes, trying to see clearly whether she was a real girl or a fake one.

"I don't mind! I don't mind at all!"

Veronica did not notice Valentina's sudden change, but had a very normal reaction - she was afraid that she would be misunderstood if she hesitated for even a moment, so she nodded quickly to show that she was serious.

"……Yeah."

Because this reaction was indeed the reaction that only a real Veronica could have, Valentina couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Yes, think about it carefully, even if it is the evil god, at most he would just forcibly take off her pantyhose, he shouldn't break in when she is only wearing a bath towel.

...Although Valentina really wanted him to forcibly pull off the only "clothing" on her body, the bath towel.

"Um, um, Sister Valentina?"

Since Valentina's lost expression was quite obvious this time, Veronica noticed it. She hurriedly and carefully tested Valentina, and an expression of worry and fear appeared on her little face again.

Although she didn't understand what happened, she was definitely at fault. After all, she had never had the courage to stand up and improve her relationship with Valentina.

If Valentina continues to feel depressed, Veronica will surely blame herself.

"Ah, sorry, Valonica. I just thought it would be nice if Sister Delia could join us."

But Valentina, who noticed this, immediately explained her loss with another very reasonable reason.

“Sister Delia!? Ah… No, um, um, yes, it would be great if the three of us sisters could live in harmony like that one day…”

When young Veronica heard this, she was shocked at first, then laughed awkwardly, and finally became a little disappointed.

Because she knew that this was basically impossible. It would be easy for her to simply join, but if she wanted Delia to get along with Valentina willingly, even the king and queen could not do it. Perhaps only God could do it in this world.

"Oh, yes."

Valentina, who actually didn't think this possibility would become a reality, nodded.

She just said it casually to cover up her previous gaffe and didn't really mean it.

She also knew that this was basically impossible, and the evidence was that even now Delia was trying to destroy everything she had.

Let’s forget about that annoying woman for now. After all, unlike that old woman, my younger sister Veronica, who is still in her growing years, may still change.

After tacitly forgetting about the eldest princess Delia, the second princess and the youngest princess of the kingdom began to spend a rare time together as sisters.

Because she was brought back to the palace when she was old enough to understand, although Valentina was a princess, she did everything by herself, whether bathing or dressing and undressing.

Except for the maids' strong request that they at least do the laundry or they would be scolded, she basically did everything else by herself.

Delia and Veronica, who grew up in luxury in the palace, were basically taken care of by others.

Even now, Delia needed several people to help her put on and take off her clothes, not to mention bathing. She could call at least six or seven maids to serve her.

Veronica was in a similar situation before, except that she had relatively fewer maids to take care of her.

Occasionally, you could even see a dozen maids busying around while the two princesses were chatting leisurely.

Valentina couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw that scene, and she tactfully left on her own initiative.

What she didn't expect was that the obviously younger Veronica had become independent first.

Although she is very clumsy and can't do anything, at least she is trying to change.

Like other royal family members, Veronica's hair is also dazzling golden, and it is very long and smooth. Although long hair is beautiful, it also has its troubles.

Veronica had never known that washing hair was such a difficult task. In the past, she only had to sit there quietly and her hair would be taken care of naturally. But now, she was struggling with her hair for a long time and still couldn't clean it.

"Woo..."

Veronica, feeling her own incompetence once again, could not help but lower her head and make sounds of shame.

"Don't worry Veronica, it's already pretty good to be able to wash like this for the first time, leave it to me from now on."

Seeing her sister like this, Valentina rarely showed an expression of genuine relief.

Before, she just knew that she had a "sister", but she didn't have any real feeling.

But at this moment she did realize that she was a 'sister' and still had family besides her mother.

"Uh-huh…"

The shy Veronica nodded obediently, and then followed Valentina's instructions, obediently like a puppet, allowing Valentina to wash her hair.

The two sisters looked like they didn't know each other and just started to get along well today, but in the eyes of the maids who quietly walked in out of concern, the two of them really got along very harmoniously.

So the maids quietly retreated with a look of relief on their faces.

Of course, their actions could not fail to be noticed by Valentina, but Valentina just noticed it and did not do anything else.

As she was helping her sister comb her hair, she realized once again that she had indeed always been enjoying the care of God.

Without Noah's help, she would never have been able to get Delia to calm down for a while and spend some happy sister time with Veronica.

Ah…what should I do? I want him to only look at me more and more…

While combing her sister's hair over and over again, Her Royal Highness the Princess' eyes became dangerous and fanatical again. Her dark purple eyes, which did not have much highlight, were filled with paranoia and madness towards someone.

At this moment, the other princess whose hair was being combed by her was secretly happy that she had mustered up the courage to take a step forward, her little face full of shyness that showed embarrassment but satisfaction.

Although she was unable to apologize for what happened in the past this time.

But at least it was an effort to improve relations.

She was surprised that she had the courage to change.

In fact, she hesitated at the entrance of the bathhouse for more than ten minutes and didn't go in. She even thought about giving up.

But for some reason, she seemed to feel as if there was a voice telling her that it was okay to go in. When she came to her senses, she had already entered the changing room of the bathhouse.

Hehehe, I guess it must be the goddess who noticed her by chance and gave her encouragement.

I must go to church tomorrow to thank the goddess!

The girl, enjoying the care of her half-sister, couldn't help but smile sweetly as she thought so.

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137. Valentina steals in her own room

Valentina had an unexpectedly warm time, saying goodbye to Veronica, who was also content.

She walked back towards her room.

As they got closer to their room, Valentina began to become nervous.

What if that person wasn't in her room? What if that person hadn't actually planned to show up tonight?

Such thoughts emerged in her mind uncontrollably.

Although she would try to force the other party to show up at that time, if she didn't see that person the moment she opened the door, she would definitely go crazy because her expectations were dashed.

At that time, she might immediately do something that she is still hesitating whether to do or not.

She didn't want anyone else to take that person's attention away from her, so she would do anything for it.

Before she knew it, Valentina had returned to the door of her room and all she had to do was push it open and go in.

However, such a simple matter made Valentina's expression solemn, and her breathing unconsciously accelerated, for fear that she would not be able to see the black figure after opening it.

"..."

After hesitating at the door for a full minute, Valentina pushed the door open and walked in, holding on to her previous idea of ​​"never mind what happens, just go for it first."

"!!!"

It turns out that sometimes it's better not to worry about too many things and just rush in.

Because when Valentina walked into the room, she saw the figure she had just seen yesterday morning.

This made Her Royal Highness the Princess, whose expression was originally cold and eyes were full of darkness, suddenly brighten up.

The previous worries and jealousy seemed to have never existed, and now Her Royal Highness the Princess' heart was filled with peace of mind and happiness.

And what was different today was that Noah was not standing in the room waiting for her with a vicious smile on his face.

Instead, she laid down on the desk she usually used and covered her face with the novels she used to read.

Noah looked like he was planning to read a book while waiting for her to come back, but got bored so he just lay down and fell asleep.

This might be an opportunity!

A bold idea came into the mind of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

In fact, she still hasn't been able to see the upper half of Noah's face. Every time she wants to take a closer look at Noah's full appearance, the upper half of his face appears in a strange "unrecognizable" state.

It's that feeling that you clearly captured it with your eyes, but you can't read it in your brain.

But if it was now, maybe the troublesome ability would disappear temporarily, and she would not only be able to see Noah's full appearance, but she might even have the opportunity to do something secretly to that face.

When she thought of this, Her Royal Highness the Princess suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger, which made her lick her lips gently with her tongue, and her eyes turned into upright dragon pupils like a hunting beast.

She carefully lifted her legs, gently took off her high-heeled boots and held them in her hands. Then she stood on tiptoe in black over-the-knee socks and approached the defenseless figure lying in front of her desk like a cat.

It was clearly her own room, but at this moment Her Royal Highness the Princess was more like a thief breaking into someone else's room. While she was trying not to make any sound and her expression was so tense that she was expressionless, there was an unparalleled fanaticism in her eyes.

In the quiet room, Her Royal Highness the Princess seemed to be able to only hear the sound of her own frantically beating heart. She was even worried that her heartbeat might be heard, so Noah, who was lying on the table, suddenly stood up.

But fortunately, when she walked behind Noah, Noah did not move at all.

Her Royal Highness the Princess had entered a state of total oblivion and had forgotten everything at this moment. She was only thinking about how to pick up the book without waking Noah.

Now she didn't even dare to think about where to put the shoe in her left hand, for fear that the mere sound of putting the shoe down would wake Noah up.

So Her Royal Highness could only use her right hand to slowly and gently take away the adventure novel that she used to like very much but now she could not even see it.

"!!!!!!"

And this time, she finally saw Noah as she wished, and saw the face of the 'Evil God' who had always helped her in annoying ways.

It was an unexpectedly handsome face. Although it could not be described as handsome or beautiful, the profile of his face lying on the table fascinated Valentina, especially the unique charm revealed between his eyebrows. His unruly and slightly wild temperament made her already restless heart beat even faster as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

But in fact, no matter what Noah looks like, even if he has an ordinary face or an unexpected baby face, Valentina will feel her heart beating faster.

Because she was not moved by this face. Even if Noah's face at this moment actually had the same face as her annoying sister Delia, she would still feel her heart beating faster.

I should feel satisfied to know what the evil god looks like.

But it's not enough, I want more.

Her Royal Highness the Princess found that she was not satisfied with this and she was eager to know more about Noah.

The softness of the face, the smell of the nose, and most importantly, the touch of the lips.

With both her hands occupied, all the princess could do was to slowly bend down and get closer to the face that had been haunting her.

—But she stopped, halfway through.