I was Chosen By A Perverted Goddess To Help Save Her World

Chapter 59: That Bitch Is Not Normal

If there was one thing Ben had learnt through every relationship he’s managed back in his home world, it would be one simple, clear rule....

Never, ever, under any circumstance, let any of his women discover another.

Only in special cases, like the twins, or similar cases where he succeeds in pulling a pair of beauties together, does this rule not apply.

But to the rest of his ladies, or would-be ladies whom he hopes to get entangled with.....They should never discover themselves, especially not like this.

"Heyyyy....Nymira!"

Ben intoned fondly, putting on his most charming smile, though he couldn’t completely erase the uncomfortable look on his face, the look that said he’s fucked up.

Seeing as how she’s already seen what’s inside, Ben decided to simply address the matter upfront, and in a way that would salvage this situation as best as he could.

It was time to go into his famous bullshitting slash gaslighting mode.

"Oh...don’t be mad at the twins for sleeping in on their duties, my lady," Ben said casually, as he proceeded to close his door.

Nymira’s expression was still unreadable as usual, as Ben carried on casually, as if he was discussing the weather.

The trick to a perfect lie is to make it seem as casual as possible.

"We simply spent some time getting to know one another, shared some drinks, as I like to with every new person I meet..... They must have had a few too many haha."

Ben said as he laughed in a manner he hoped didn’t come out as awkward, actively moving slowly through the corridor ahead of Nymira.

"Speaking of which....I would also love to share a couple of drinks with you too, my lady. So we can get to know each other if only a little bit." He added, turning to Nymira with his most dashing smile.

However, Nymira’s expression was deadpan. Looking at Ben like she calls bullshit.

And like she didn’t even hear the last thing Ben had said, Nymira spoke for the first time in her usual stern, cold manner, her words devoid of any emotion, simply duty.

"Why were your servants naked on your mattress ?" she asked as she took slow, measured steps behind Ben, her boots clicking with soft thuds on the brick floors.

Nymira was still in her tight-fitting gown bodysuit, similar to the one Ben had seen her in previously, but this one was ashen in color, with running silver embroidery.

Her heavy assets strained even more strenuously, long dark silver hair swaying beautifully, steely blue eyes boring into Ben as if unmasking all of his secrets.

Ben, already knowing such a question might arise, offered casually in response.

"That is actually my fault, my lady. I introduced a drinking game to them, we got carried away, and they spilled drinks on their clothes...."

"Aside from that, absolutely nothing untoward happened... nothing at all," Ben stressed the last statement to drive home his point.

Even if Nymira never came out and stated the obvious, even a blind man would think the same thing if told of the situation in Ben’s room.

Ben Dover understood that people with less experience might frown upon the act of lying and being dishonest.....

But Ben sees it differently. He believes that when you come to understand women, you understand the need to always lie when needed.

Honesty would simply ruin or complicate things beyond measure. Whereas a lie, if done right, can even be good for relationships.

Nymira’s expression remained as it was; Ben couldn’t tell what she was thinking after he said all he did, which made him even more uncomfortable, as he could recall this woman had threatened him, saying if he went around showing off his cock to others, she would personally take action for the sake of the duchy.

However, judging from the fact that she simply walked behind him, making no sudden moves, Ben heaved a sigh of relief that maybe she in fact had bought into the bullshit lies he had just made up. At least he hoped so.

"You walk ahead as if you know the way."

"Do you even know my purpose for coming here, or where we are headed ?"

Ben paused in his tracks as Nymira’s cool voice met his ears; he had been galloping ahead as if he knew where they were going or what she had come for, simply because of the awkward state at which she had met him.

Smiling awkwardly as he fell back in line with her, Ben said charmingly in response....

"I’ll follow you anywhere, my lady."

It was just for a millisecond or less in duration, but Ben Dover could have sworn he saw Nymira’s side lip raise in a soft smile that disappeared as fast as it came.

She said nothing else to Ben, returning to her usual no-nonsense mode, her gargantuan breasts leading the way as they walked through the corridors of the estate.

Maidservants passed them by in a hurry, going about in preparation for the new day.

A few morning shift guards were at their posts, and once in a while, some men and women in unique combat gear similar to Luna’s would pass by, and they would all bow respectfully to Nymira.

Ben recognized these people now as the hunt squad, those under direct command of Nymira, who go about hunting for male revolters.

As they came out unto the estate’s open compound, through the massive gate in the distance, Ben saw a wagon pull into the estate....

And as the wagon pulled in, he saw some of these hunters alight, a few going in the back of the wagon and pulling out three tattered and battered-looking men in chains.

And in the lead of this group of hunters was none other than.....Luna Wolf.

The hunters caught sight of Nymira from the distance, and they all bowed in respect, while Nymira just gave a little nod, moving along towards her destination.

However, Luna, who was in the lead of this group, was paying particular attention to the young man in simple clothing walking beside Nymira.

Her large green eyes locked onto Ben’s in the distance, as her face twisted into a disturbing grin that instantly sent a cold chill down Ben’s spine.

Then, bringing up her special dagger to her lips, Luna slowly licked the blade ever so tenderly, drawing her tongue over the bloodied edge with her large eyes still holding onto Ben’s.

’What the fuck is that ?!’

Ben exclaimed inside in horror, picking up his pace to join Nymira as he murmured....

"That bitch is not normal"