Chương 286: Corinne's True Purpose

Roland opened Vina's bedroom door directly.

Although Vina usually locks the door properly, Roland is the owner of the church, and she has backups of the keys.

"Vina, is that girl named Corinne in your room...?"

Roland's voice trailed off as the scene in the room took an unexpected turn.

Vina sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her beautiful legs, encased in black stockings, crossed over each other in a pose that exuded a queenly air.

He leaned his upper body against the back of the sofa, supporting his face with his right hand.

Thanks to her messy bangs covering her eyes, she looks like a menacing and evil female villain at first glance.

Before Vina, the 1. 3-meter-tall dark elf secretary, Corinne, knelt on the carpet, her round, pert buttocks facing the door.

As soon as Roland entered, she saw two plump peaches encased in the secretary's skirt.

And you know what? This dark-skinned elf is small in stature, but has a big butt.

That's pretty interesting, huh?

Wait, no, now is not the time to focus on that.

Roland raised her hand, gesturing for Vina to look over, and asked.

"Vina, Secretary Corinne, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Vina chuckled coldly twice.

"Of course, it's to teach an unreliable subordinate a lesson."

"An unreliable subordinate?"

Roland's gaze naturally fell on Corinne.

At this moment, Koolin also turned around and looked at Roland who had entered the room. Her cute little face had a tearful expression on it, and she crawled to Roland's side on her hands and feet.

"Holy Maiden, please persuade the Goddess! She insists I'm giving you terrible advice that's putting you at a disadvantage!"

"Holy... Lady?"

Roland looked down, bewildered, at the crying, dark-skinned elf beneath her, and pointed a finger at herself.

"Is the Holy Maiden talking about me?"

"yes."

Colin tilted her little head back, her big eyes wide and bright, looking at Roland with teary eyes.

"Aren't you now the saintess chosen by the goddess?"

Upon hearing this, Roland subconsciously reached out and touched her neck.

With the mark personally engraved by Vina, it's really not wrong to call her the Saintess of the Night.

However, her relationship with the goddess was somewhat ambiguous, bordering on inappropriate for children and practically a workplace unspoken rule within the church.

It's hard to tell whether the saintess was too alluring or the goddess was too repressed.

Roland suppressed her wild thoughts, cleared her throat, and reached out to help Corinne, who was kneeling on the ground, to her feet.

"Alright, you say you're a saintess, then get up. Kneeling on the ground is shameful."

"Oh my god, thank you so much. You are just as gentle as the rumors say."

Koolin immediately seized the opportunity and quickly pulled Roland to her feet.

Then, at lightning speed, she hid behind Roland, peeking out only a small head with medium-length white hair facing Vina on the sofa, and gently patted Roland's side.

"Holy Maiden, please help me explain to the Goddess that I truly had no intention of harming you."

"I tricked that idiot red dragon into coming here today so I could help you resolve the crisis facing your fox clan's bloodline!"

When Vina saw her subordinates using Roland as a shield, especially when she saw Koolin's little hand clinging to Roland's hip, her eyebrows twitched and she scolded them sharply.

"Koulin! Get out from behind Roland and stop showing off your slick businessman act in front of her."

When Koolin saw that Vina was really angry, her legs trembled a couple of times.

She quickly stood at attention, bowed and scraped as she walked back to where she had been kneeling, and then smoothly knelt back down in the same spot.

This set of movements is incredibly smooth; you don't even need to use beans to change your face.

Roland then realized that the pitiful, childlike image she had just portrayed was all an act by Koolin.

She sighed and looked at Vina.

"So what's the situation now?"

"Vina, why did you punish Miss Corinne? And what exactly is your plan? Was putting the Dragon Clan's binding ring on me part of the plan?"

"How should I know!"

Vina replied irritably, turning her gaze to Corinne, who was kneeling obediently on the carpet.

"Initially, I ordered her to bring in the dragons to help us, but who knew she would pull this stunt on me."

"That dragon confinement ring is a real pain. Although I can remove its restrictions, the old fogies in the dragon clan will definitely notice, which is not a good thing."

As Vina spoke, she reached up and brushed aside the messy bangs that were obscuring her eyes, looking at Roland's ankles.

Her delicate, petite ankles were wrapped in black stockings, with bright orange metal anklets on top.

Because of Roland's own allure, the binding ring actually resembled a prop for the succubi, exuding a certain eroticism.

Although it looks ordinary, it is very technologically advanced.

Because the dragon race has an extremely low birth rate, and childbirth is an excessive burden for them.

Therefore, every young dragon receives special attention from the elder dragons of the clan.

Even a dragon like Augusta, who is a bit out of his mind and not quite right in the head, is highly valued within the dragon race.

Therefore, the important items issued to the young dragon were basically imbued with powerful detection and positioning magic, regardless of cost.

This positioning magic is a special technology of the dragon race, and the main material may even be the essence blood of a senior dragon, in order to protect the new generation of dragons as much as possible.

The same was true of the restraining rings on Roland's feet.

If Vina attempts to tamper with it and sever the control connection with the red dragon Augusta, the old dragon on Dragon Island will inevitably notice.

It could easily reveal that you've already been resurrected.

Vina explained her concerns to Roland one by one, and Roland's expression changed.

Good guy!

No wonder Vina was so angry that she made Corinne kneel on the floor; it turns out that even Vina herself found this restraining ring troublesome.

In other words, even if they could bring Roland along and teleport her to the Dark Underground with the group, it would expose a lot of important information.

"Isn't this cutting off our escape route?!"

Roland walked over to the sofa where Vina was sitting and glared at Corinne, who was still kneeling on the carpet.

"So, Miss Corinne, what exactly are you planning? Am I really going to obediently attend that arbitration conference?"

"You definitely can't participate."

Vina rejected it outright.

She lowered her hand that was supporting her cheek, reached behind Roland beside the sofa, grabbed the fluffy fox tail that was swaying unconsciously from side to side, and gently stroked it.

She recalled the feeling of rubbing hands with Roland and spoke up.

"Roland, with your current bloodline strength, there is no way to conceal it in front of everyone."

"Once the fox bloodline is detected, it's tantamount to admitting the accusations made against you by the Church of Vulcan and the Empire. In the end, we'll still have to escape to the dark underground."

Vina paused for a moment, then looked at Colleen on the carpet with hostility.

"It's just that now there's an additional confinement ring, which increases the risk for no reason."

"Foolish Corinne, do you have anything else to say?"

Facing Vina's imposing gaze, Koolin showed no sign of guilt; instead, she revealed her signature snobbish smile.

She looked at Roland's black silk stockings and jade-like feet... and gave a thumbs up. A flash of light appeared on her canine teeth, which were revealed by her smile.

"My goddess, you are truly a genius!"

"I intend to have Saintess Roland participate in the arbitration conference."

"Then, we will fully demonstrate the noble fox bloodline to all the various noble factions!"