Lucy's eyes widened as she saw the figure entering through the door.
Madelyn was clad in her signature white robes, her long blonde hair flowing behind her. As always, she was beautiful and radiated with an aura of pure, divine power.
Her robes were right enough to accentuate her curves, her busty figure making the fabric stretch tight against her skin, outlining the perfect shape of her breasts and her smooth, porcelain skin.
Her blue eyes were piercing, as if she was looking straight into Lucy's soul, yet her gaze was gentle, as though she was looking at a delicate flower.
Her gait was slow but graceful, and the fabric of her robes swished as she moved, making the light shimmer around her. She truly was the personification of beauty and grace, and every step she took was a show of her dominance.
Lucy's mind suddenly took a lewd turn and she thought about what the young master would do to this proud woman. The way she will moan making all sort of nasty noises, the way her voice would break as he would take her, the way her breasts would bounce as he would pound into her, the way she'll wrap her legs around him, the way her face would look as she's having an orgasm...
She bit her lip, trying to keep her composure.
In fact, she even thought about the things she would do to this woman. Grabbing her perky and untouched boobs from behind and kneading them while whispering into her ear. Pressing her body against hers and making her feel her curves. Kissing her and forcing her tongue into her mouth.
She imagined her naked, her flawless body was exposed before her and she was rubbing her wet pussy against hers.
She was feeling horny, she wanted to fuck her.
Her arousal grew and she could feel her pussy getting wet as she imagined she and Madelyn, both wearing only see-through robes and getting down and dirty with each other.
Suddenly, her mind snapped back to reality and she shook her head.
'What the hell was that? What have I become? A pervert! Have I deprived that much just from a man's touch? Am I that weak-willed?'
"Lucy?"
The voice snapped her back to reality, her cheeks immediately flushing red as she realized that she was staring at the woman's chest, imagining her naked body.
She quickly looked away, her face turning a shade darker. "Yes?"
"I thought you would start to berate me the moment you see me but I guess you have improved," she sat cross-legged on the chair, her thighs spreading ever so slightly.
Lucy's cheeks got even redder as her mind took the chance to go back into the lewd fantasies. She quickly looked away, her gaze focusing on the transparent wall.
"I don't know how to put it but... I'm sorry for the way I acted," Lucy said, still not looking at the woman. "The things I said and did were too much... and the way I treated you, it was just so wrong."
Madelyn raised an eyebrow, this was truly an unexpected twist. She never thought this woman can apologize but she guesses, in the face of cruelty anyone can become soft.
She slowly nodded her head.
A moment of silence passed between them. The old man indeed looked older now.
Madelyn was waiting for the Grandmaster to start as he was the one to summon her. She was too prideful to start.
"It's all my fault," he spoke, breaking the silence. "If I'd acted more cautiously and responsibly, maybe none of this would have happened."
"That is correct," Madelyn added. "In fact, it's your arrogance about your ability that created this situation."
"I... I just thought I'm the only one who can make the most out of this city. But that was naive of me," the Grandmaster lowered his head.
Madelyn glanced at him, a hint of pity in her eyes.
"I was only thinking about myself. I didn't care about the others and my selfishness has put this city in danger," he continued. "It's all my fault and I deserve to be punished but before that, I need your help to purify this city."
Madelyn's expression softened as she listened to the Grandmaster's heartfelt confession. She understood the weight of guilt and regret that burdened him, and she recognized the sincerity in his words. Her sense of duty compelled her to offer guidance and assistance, despite her initial disdain.
"Your recognition of your mistakes is the first step towards redemption," Madelyn replied, her voice tempered with a mix of sternness and compassion. "It is commendable that you acknowledge the consequences of your actions."
She raised her hand, and a radiant light enveloped her palm, casting a warm glow upon the surroundings. The divine energy resonated with the purity of her intentions, and it filled the air with a sense of hope and renewal.
"I will offer you my assistance, Grandmaster," she declared, her voice carrying the weight of her conviction. "But know that this journey towards purification will require sacrifice and unwavering commitment. Are you prepared to face the trials ahead and restore this city to its former glory?"
The Grandmaster raised his head, determination flickering in his eyes. "I am ready," he responded with newfound resolve. "I will do whatever it takes to make amends for my shortcomings and protect the people of this city."
Madelyn nodded approvingly, acknowledging his willingness to change. "Then let us begin," she said, extending her hand towards him. "Together, we shall cleanse this city of its darkness and pave the way for a brighter future.
So the purification started. It was rather a simple process as Madelyn just added her purification magic on the shield, combining it and the holy knights helped to increase the pace of the shield generation.
By doing so, all the things inside the shield were simultaneously purifying and erasing every mark of the unholiness.
Of course, by the intervention of the church, it means the Four Border City needs to pay anything they ask.
This 𝓬ontent is taken from f(r)eeweb(n)ovel.𝒄𝒐𝙢