A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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"Let me think. Do you see this roller? Run first, and when I'm satisfied, you can get off."

When the boss saw the magic create a roller in the room, she was first surprised, amazed by the exquisite and abundant magic, and then delighted, as she hadn't expected the punishment to be so lenient.

So she'll do it again next time!

"By the way, can I ask you a question? Who is that woman outside the door to you?"

"My toy."

Saint Karina smiled slightly, a smile as kind as it was outside the room and in public, yet now it sent chills down her spine.

"So, you also want me to be a toy."

"No, I just want you to be punished. Those who covet what is mine must be severely punished."

The boss thought this was a severe punishment, but he quickly regretted it.

Because the other party pulled out the Holy Sword and actually made her put the Holy Sword into an indescribable place, and then run.

"How can we run like this?"

"That's your business."

So she could only grit her teeth and bear it.

Compared to the soreness and pain there, and the inability to get out of bed the next day, life is more important.

Saint Karina was no pushover; the Holy Sword was far too large for her, and this was the first time she had ever inserted such a massive object into an indescribable place.

"Woo..."

She let out a muffled groan, struggling with great difficulty, her forehead covered in sweat, as she inserted the holy sword, which was stretched taut.

Then she stood on the running cage.

The moment I took my first step, that undeniable sensation washed over me.

Her body transformed from a manual to an automatic transmission. She became the switch of the holy sword, turning into a race car and speeding along the track.

First is the Lorian Empire, a classic track that is the highest level track in the country and has two long straights. It challenges both the power of the cars and the courage of the drivers, which is why experienced drivers love this track.

For F1 drivers, this track also has a unique charm, because there are 26 independent waterfront villas in the back half of the paddock. During the race, the teams can allow drivers and team staff to get plenty of rest in the villa area between races. Such treatment is truly something that all F1 staff can only dream of.

Once the purple-haired beauty got used to the feeling, the track changed again, and the racecourse became something else.

The choice of the Flying Speedway as a filming location is closely related to the track itself. The track is built around the mountains, with beautiful scenery and a relatively quiet location, allowing people to relax while enjoying the speed.

In addition, the track's facilities are also outstanding, featuring a five-star hotel and restaurants, truly achieving a perfect combination of sports and high-end lifestyle.

This track is an FIA Grade 2 certified track, with a total length of 3.20 kilometers. It features 16 corners with varying speeds and radii, including 7 right turns and 9 left turns. The track follows the contours of the mountain, with a height difference of 22 meters between the lowest and highest points. Experiencing the feeling of weightlessness at high speeds is also a major feature of this track.

Then, it is highly flexible and can be divided into 5 tracks to operate independently: the full track, the high-speed track, the west track, the east track, and the east small track. In this way, if the manufacturer needs to hold an event for the entire model series, this track will be more than enough.

The track is 4.01km long per lap and 12-18m wide. It is an F2 level track that runs counter-clockwise and has 22 corners, including 13 left corners and 9 right corners, with a maximum elevation drop of 24 meters.

218. Let's do role-playing!

In short, all kinds of training are very tiring and can easily cause muscle soreness.

"I...I can't..."

The boss was panting heavily; she was truly exhausted.

"No, you can."

Saint Karina smiled slightly, clearly not intending to let her off the hook.

"I have a lot of sports here. You have so much energy, why don't you try some of them?"

If the comic book store owner is let off the hook, the punishment is too lenient. As long as he can still speak and hasn't fainted, this matter isn't over.

"But... isn't there only a running cage here?"

"Not any time soon."

Saint Karina could create even more things in this comic book store room if she wanted to.

For example, she used magic to create a dimly lit warehouse, but it reeked of a mixture of blood, sweat, and indescribable odors, as well as the smell of rubber products.

A faint moonlight shone through the skylight, preventing the warehouse from becoming so dark that nothing could be seen.

Sports equipment was piled up haphazardly in the corner of the warehouse: familiar basketballs, soccer balls, and badminton shuttlecocks, tangled together; cheap plastic jump ropes costing only a few dollars; and soft mats for sit-ups...

The sweltering air made the boss feel dizzy and his body as heavy as if it were filled with lead. His joints were like unlubricated mechanical structures, so sluggish that he could hardly move.

She tried to move her legs and found that her feet had been shackled at some point.

The heavy, cold metal encircled her slender, fair ankle, leaving a purplish-red scratch on it.

My glasses were also lost during the hurried run on the running wheel, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

Her legs were slender and shapely; even without wearing black stockings, those legs alone were enough to make one swoon.

"It's boring to always wear the Emperor's New Clothes. Let's do cosplay. I'm interested in high school girls from Japan."

The black pleated skirt on her lower body and the high school uniform on her upper body further convinced the boss that she was now a girl with a slender figure and a waist that was forced to wear clothing.

She wore a name tag on her school uniform, which read her title—Miss Velvet Ball.

Her hands were also shackled, seemingly to restrict her movement. But what truly limited her range of motion was the metal collar around her neck, connected by a wrist-thick iron chain that couldn't be opened without a key or tools.

A delicate young girl could never escape the restraints, and it was even triple. Who was so heartless as to imprison her in the sports warehouse?

"Well……"

A low murmur escaped his throat, soft in tone, and hoarse from overexertion.

The chains jingled with the movement of his body, and a dull, heavy feeling lingered. His mind and body seemed completely separated, the former clear-headed and the latter in a daze. It was as if an electronic device that should have a size 5 battery had a size 7 battery in it, and the two had absolutely nothing to do with each other.

She looked around the sports storage room and found herself lying on one of the sit-up mats. The storage room looked familiar; she was certain she had seen it somewhere before.

Where is it?

The boss frantically searched his mind for information related to the warehouse. Just as he was about to think of something, the warehouse door lock clicked, and someone used a key to open the door and enter.

The person who possesses the warehouse key must be the culprit who imprisoned her in the warehouse after she was transformed into a high school girl in a uniform. As the footsteps drew closer, the boss couldn't help but feel nervous.

She is now unable to do anything; her body is sluggish, she is unable to speak, and her limbs and body are bound by chains, leaving her with no freedom whatsoever.

Just then, the wind dispersed the clouds, and the bright moon peeked out from behind them, illuminating the dimly lit sports warehouse. The owner could finally see everything inside, including the uninvited guest who had just entered.

She was a girl in her early twenties with a look that was somewhere between youthful and mature, and she was very beautiful—the kind of girl who would leave a lasting impression at first glance.

Her long white hair was casually tied back in a single ponytail. Her face was bare of makeup and smudged with dirt. Her uniform was also somewhat dirty, with dried brown stains faintly visible.

As the girl approached, the boss smelled the pungent odor of blood on her, and his stomach let out a mournful cry—the cry of hunger.

That's really strange.

"You were very well-behaved today, that's good."

His blue eyes gazed at his boss for a long time before he placed one hand on her cheek, stroking it with his soft palm. The hand wasn't warm, but it was very beautiful, with distinct knuckles and each finger perfectly long and slender, making it seem like it would be perfect for artistic creation, such as playing the piano or painting.

However, these perfect hands were stained with blood.

The girl had a long sword tucked into her waistband, like a weapon used by ancient samurai in a Japanese historical drama.

Why are you carrying such a knife?

She wanted to ask the other person a question, but could only utter a few broken and indistinct syllables, unable to piece together a complete sentence.

The two were very close, close enough to see each other's proud, hemispherical breasts and name tags. The name tags had the school, class, and name on them.

【The owner of Miss Velvet Ball, Class 6, Grade 11, Sakura City Second Junior High School】.

Familiar place names and personal names quickly awakened memories dormant deep within the boss's mind. The images before her slowly overlapped with those in her memory, and she recalled many things.

For example, the current setting and the identity of this girl.

“That’s right, my holy sword is still with you, and now I can only use a longsword instead.”

Saint Karina stroked the holy sword, which was still buried deep in an indescribable place, making the boss tremble, and then she smiled.

The girl who imprisoned her is a woman she can't afford to offend. The two are currently cosplaying. Saint Karina's current character design is characterized by coldness, aloofness, and unsociability, and the aura she exudes perfectly matches the setting of a high-and-mighty beauty.

Suddenly, Saint Karina's lips curled into a strange smile.

"Although you were unjustly imprisoned here and driven away and abandoned by those heartless scumbags, you should know that there is someone in this world who will not abandon you, and that is me. From now on, we should be able to get along well, and I will take you with me wherever I go. Now, here's a little reward for you."

Saint Karina begins acting; this is her character and her lines.

Next, Santa Karina took a small plastic bag from her coat pocket, inside which were several irregularly shaped, translucent white crystals. The moonlight shone through the crystals, and their crystalline luster completely drew the shopkeeper's attention.

She craved these tiny crystals; they possessed a fatal attraction, like a magnet.

"This is a Holy Spirit Stone, made with my holy power. Eating it will increase your durability."

219. Magical Wonders

"Goooo..."

Although the boss instinctively felt that something was wrong, she had no choice but to accept it.

Even if she didn't want to eat, she had to.

Whatever Saint Karina wanted her to eat, she could only chew the white crystals and swallow them.

The taste wasn't too bad; it even had a subtle, melt-in-your-mouth quality. Although it was a crystalline substance, it turned into a slightly warm liquid as it entered the stomach.

"Don't worry, this is beneficial to your health and there will be many more varieties."

Having focused too much on the indescribable, Saint Karina now wants to look elsewhere.

She is very interested in the advantages of women.

"What do you think of Japanese high school girls (JKs) as 'cow girls'?"

Saint Karina smiled enigmatically, thinking her masterpiece of bondage in this warehouse scene was superb.

The boss, on the other hand, felt her feminine advantages growing stronger, and the new clothes she had put on already felt too tight.

Everything was cramped, from the school uniform to the small inner fabric area.

"Clap."

A few minutes later, the buttons on the school uniform collar exploded and flew off.

"what did you do to me?"

The boss's eyes had turned to terror.

"This is a good thing. Many girls could eat a lot of papaya and drink a lot of milk, but they might not be as big as you. Moreover, you will have many more special skills than others in the future, which ordinary people cannot learn."

Saint Karina brushed it off lightly.

"Come on, you must be tired from exercising. Let me give you a massage."

As she spoke, Saint Karina focused the massage on the areas where women have an advantage.

That's an area where fatigue easily accumulates, because excess weight can easily cause neck and shoulder pain.

As she massaged, although she wasn't tired, she felt her mouth was dry. Luckily, there was a milk dispenser switch nearby.

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They simply used magic to create a glass and put the milk in it.

"It tastes so good."

She took a few sips and then used the switch to refill the cup.

Then, they poured all the milk on the boss... This scene was even more exciting than an action movie from Japan.

Milk gathered on the woman's strength, and Saint Karina used her little snake to lick up the remaining liquid.

"Alright, halftime is over. Let's continue with the sports activities."

"Really... do you want more?"

The boss's eyes lit up when he heard about sports.

She really didn't want to exercise at all, and she was still experiencing indescribable soreness.