"Listen to my consolation..."
"The bitter cold has frozen your rage."
"Be at peace, my people, my child..."
Safri supported Lady Nawi as she chanted softly.
As the Saintess of the Calamity Raven Church, she not only commanded a great deal of frost and calamity magic, but was also proficient in spells such as mind control and mental interference.
This was also a required course for a Saintess.
A Saintess who could not beguile others was no good lover.
Her spell was indeed effective, especially on a pitiful person like Lady Nawi, whose mental defenses had crumbled.
Under her soft chanting, Lady Nawi gradually regained her calm.
The subtle expressions on her face changed as well. Her lips twitched, as though she had something to say.
Safri helped Lady Nawi sit down, her garment concealing her exposed charms.
Zong Shen kept his gaze straight ahead. He was not so depraved as to harbor any improper thoughts toward this pitiful woman.
What kind of beautiful women could he not find in his territory?
For example:
Ashia, with her striking contrast.
Tasia, with her hot, fiery figure and somewhat gloomy personality.
The youthful, athletic sisters Madeline and Mappel.
Maryl, the chief administrator with a baby face and an enormous bust.
And Luna, who loved passionately like a nocturnal jungle panther.
Finally, there was Safri, the Saintess who was like a girlfriend and lover, and who worshipped him beyond measure.
Women were like flowers of different colors and fragrances.
As far as Zong Shen was concerned, he had already had more than enough flowers.
He sat upright in his chair, observing Lady Nawi's condition.
The mental spell Safri had cast was similar to a calming incantation. It required a certain amount of time to take effect before its results could be maximized.
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