Count's wife's disdainful words deeply wounded his heart.
He slowly extended trembling hands to remove the high heels from her stockinged feet.
The purple stockings looked soaked as if submerged in water, the stains so heavy the original purple was unrecognizable.
Count then removed the other heel, equally stained.
Thinking of his wife's seductive stockinged feet having trod so far in those heels, the strong scent overwhelmed him with humiliation.
"How is it? Smells good?"
"My stockinged feet soak like this every day — the scent only gets stronger."
Countess lifted her purple-stockinged foot in the air, wiggling her toes.
The stains fell from her toes onto Count's plump face.
"Wife... I..."
Count was overwhelmed by temptation, about to reach out, but Countess kicked him away with her stockinged foot.
"What? Still want to do something?"
"Though I'm your wife, you're not allowed to touch me."
With a disdainful smile, Countess slid her stockinged feet back into her heels.
She returned directly to the master bedroom, leaving Count kneeling alone to clean the room's stains.
Canglan Kingdom, coastal town.
At the town center, a marble altar was built under the Elf High Priestess's orders.
Covered with various fresh flowers, the altar was made of white marble.
The Elf High Priestess knelt at the altar, dressed in a white lace chiffon dress, her full legs clad in glossy flesh-colored stockings.
She bowed devoutly before the altar, offering sacrifices to the Elf Goddess.
"Goddess Lady, though these offerings are weak, their numbers and energy might restore some of your divine power."
Carefully, she placed a purple jade stone on the altar.
Shortly after, the jade stone glowed with golden light, indicating the Elf Goddess had heard her prayers.
"Slaughter these offerings, sacrifice them to the Goddess Lady!"
A wild gleam crossed the Elf High Priestess's enchanting face.
Her maids slowly approached the altar, pushing Canglan Kingdom's adventurers, magicians, witches, and others into the center.
"Sacrifice!"
Having prepared everything, the Elf High Priestess stood slowly, chanting spells as nine magic circles swirled around her staff.
"No! Save us! You are not holy elves! You are demons!"
The sacrificial paladins, adventurers, magicians begged desperately.
But their magic power was sealed; they couldn't resist or even move freely.
The Elf High Priestess unleashed a powerful surge of magic.
The victims aged visibly, hair whitening, skin toughening like bark.
Their energy and magic were absorbed by the evil purple jewel on the altar.
The jewel served as a conduit between the Elf High Priestess and the Elf Goddess, greedily draining life and energy.
Only when the victims became mummified husks did the jewel's golden glow fade.
"The Goddess Lady is displeased. She needs more sacrifices."
"Since Alien Being was not found, we must offer the lives of Canglan Kingdom's paladins and magicians."
The Elf High Priestess said and looked at her Elf maids.
These noble maids of the Elf Clan were all fair-skinned and beautiful, each with distinct figures.
Some wore traditional Elf clothing, with wreaths and white cloth strips modestly covering key areas, revealing vast swathes of pale skin.
Others dressed more provocatively in lace dresses and black stockings, flaunting their stunning forms and beauty.
Those recently sacrificed had been lured by the maids' beauty to the altar.
But none touched the maids, only losing their lives.
"Yes, High Priestess!" the Elf maids responded in heavenly voices.
After ordering her maids to find more sacrifices, the Elf High Priestess returned to her room in town.
"Nord was supposed to attack the Anatolia towns. Why hasn't he returned?"
She sat, crossing her full legs clad in glossy flesh-colored stockings, her stockinged feet gently rocking white strappy high heels in the air.
"High Priestess! News of General Nord!"
A crusader soldier knelt without daring to raise his head.
Many crusaders had died simply by glimpsing the Elf High Priestess's enchanting face or heels.
"Speak!"
"Did he find the Alien Being?"
Upon hearing news of Nord, the Elf High Priestess's expression turned serious.
If Nord found the Alien Being, her mission would be complete, and she would no longer need more sacrifices.
"High Priestess, General Nord was captured alive by the Canglan Kingdom resistance."
"Even his fifty thousand crusaders were all killed by the resistance!"
The soldier finished nervously.
Initially, he thought he'd misheard about Nord's defeat.
As more reports confirmed, he came to report truthfully.
"Are you saying that that worthless Nord was defeated by these natives, and his fifty thousand crusaders wiped out?"
The Elf High Priestess was still shocked but asked again.
"Yes."
"And the Canglan Kingdom knight personally sent a message, offering to exchange General Nord's life for supplies from the Noah Empire."
The soldier hurriedly replied.
"The Canglan Kingdom knight? He killed my Noah Empire crusaders and dared to challenge me, the High Priestess!"
"Then Anatolia is no longer worth defending!"
The Elf High Priestess said these cruel words with an unchanging enchanting expression.
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