Chapter 322: I Can Handle Any Kind of Play

Then, her vision was instantly blanketed in pure white.

The voice that filled her with such extreme fear and loathing reached her ears once more.

"If you can move, hurry up and put your clothes on."

Gada's voice was incredibly overbearing, carrying a tone that brooked no refusal.

The young girl had no intention of resisting; she knew all too well the vast, heaven-and-earth difference between herself and the monster before her.

The gruesome sight of the priests of the Sathalamachu Cult dying in agony still haunted her, sometimes even invading her dreams when she closed her eyes.

The rustling sound of fabric rubbing against skin filled the air as the girl moved with great haste; it seemed the psychological trauma Gada had inflicted upon her was indeed profound.

Once she had finished dressing, the girl finally raised her eyes.

But then, she witnessed a scene so shocking she could not believe what she was seeing.

The girl who, in her eyes, was incomparably brutal was actually sitting in the lap of a man with short, golden hair, gazing at him with eyes full of affection.

Then, she slowly turned her head to look at the girl.

A smile of ambiguous meaning tugged at the corners of her lips.

"Tell me, little one, did you enjoy the live broadcast just now?"

Chapter 322: I Can Handle Any Kind of Play

The girl named Celestia Chartie was trembling.

The two people across from her were discussing her without the slightest bit of restraint.

"Select a young shrine maiden with exceptional medium abilities and raise her in the temple to absorb the divine energy leaking from Sathalamachu. Then, tell the bride nothing about the details of her mission, while fulfilling her every material desire."

"In this way, the bride can be