Vishy lowered her head, refusing to meet his eyes. "You're slandering me."
"You said Sword Maiden wouldn't refuse. What about you? Would you refuse me?"
"It's not like I can resist."
"No. I'm asking what you want. Answer me directly."
"Why don't you try and find out?"
"I want to hear you say it with your own mouth." With a thought from Ash, a transparent Ruby Chains Necklace appeared around Vishy's neck. "If you still won't answer, I'm going to order you to tell the truth."
Vishy's lips trembled. She lifted her brows and eyes to look at him, pitiful as a lost fawn. Aside from her still-stubborn mouth, her entire body had gone soft and limp, begging for mercy.
Ash even wondered whether he had been contaminated by her wicked habits. He had never been this kind of person, but whenever he saw Vishy like this, he could not help wanting to bully her, to tease her dignity now and then. He was only satisfied when Vishy showed him a submissive posture.
"Let me go," Vishy suddenly said. "I'm leaving."
"Fine, but you can only leave after you answer."
"...Hurry up and let me go." The maid took the initiative to kiss him, then raised her head and gazed at him. "All right?"
Ash had not expected this unexpected delight, and he let her go in complete satisfaction. Vishy put her maid's bodice back on and tidied up her appearance. When she got off the bed, she found that Ash was still holding her hand. She lightly bit her lower lip, bent down, and gave Ash a long, deep kiss.
Just then.
A cautious voice came from outside the Tent. "Ash, you're not asleep yet, are you?"
"I heard strange noises inside. Is something wrong with the curse?"
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