A saintess? She's just a bad woman.

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Moreover, because he had never been hungry before, this was the first time, and due to the long period without food, Curtis's physical condition was declining at a visible rate.

After that, time passed day by day, and if the wall clock was not wrong, a full six days had passed.

Although she didn't know why her body didn't experience stomach cramps or other physical abnormalities besides hunger, her gaze was becoming increasingly dim.

It's better to give her a quick death than to let her live like this. Kill her or torture her as you please, it's better than being forced to endure this torment here.

As for suicide, she doesn't have the courage, so she can only feel her powerlessness deeply now.

"Why didn't any of those people come to save me...?"

Curtis believed that although Saint Karina was powerful, she was no match for the leader of the group she brought.

Logically speaking, after so many days, someone should have already found her.

The commander wasn't stupid; even if she left just a few clues, she would quickly follow the trail and find the key.

Finally, on the seventh day, when her mental problems were getting worse and she was about to give up, Santa Karina pushed open the door and came in from the outside.

Ordinary people would have problems if they didn't eat or drink for seven days and seven nights. It's probably not even seven days; people with slightly weaker constitutions would be in trouble in just three days. Even though Curtis is a magician stronger than ordinary people and has magic power in his body, he is not an immortal in the cultivation world who has reached the fasting stage and can survive without eating grains.

In fact, Saint Karina was not worried about Curtis's well-being, because this world was created by her as the agent of the evil god Eris, using the power of the evil god, within Curtis's mental consciousness.

As long as Saint Karina doesn't want to destroy Curtis's spirit, she will live.

Furthermore, the flow of time in the real world is completely different from the flow of time in Curtis's mental world. What is a second outside might be a day here. This is also the power of the evil god. The passage of time that Curtis perceives is like an accelerated world, which stretches out time on a mental level.

This is why, even now, so many days later, when the two groups of Saint Karina and Curtis clashed, there were actually quite a few people around, and neither side was wearing a mask, yet the people of the Toran Empire still haven't found Curtis.

Because from beginning to end, her physical body remained in the same place, only her spirit was banished to this "independent" world constructed by Saint Karina.

Only a few seconds passed in the outside world, so of course no one was there to save them.

To fully enjoy the game, Saint Karina put in a lot of effort to tame the wild horse that is the unruly princess.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time!"

Saint Karina said in a teasing tone, "Let's make our entrance."

She held a porcelain bowl in her hand, filled with a fragrant and delicious shrimp porridge that had been cooked until very soft.

Because it contains a lot of ingredients, such as shrimp, carrots, shiitake mushrooms, corn, peas, walnut oil, and rice, the porridge in the bowl has a very beautiful color.

There are shrimp that turn red after cooking, with their shells peeled off and heads and tails removed; very fresh green peas; red carrot cubes and golden corn kernels; white, plump grains of rice; and dark shiitake mushrooms.

It has an excellent presentation, with a beautiful jade-colored soup bowl.

This is because people who have been hungry for many days cannot eat highly nutritious foods or large amounts of meat and fish, as their stomachs cannot adapt to it. Eating a nutritious porridge eliminates these concerns.

145. She would rather break than bend!

"Want to eat?"

Saint Karina glanced at Curtis, and when she saw him spitting, she didn't give him the contents of the bowl. Instead, she placed the bowl on the dressing table beside him.

Although it wasn't a dining table, it could definitely be used as one, so she moved out the small stool from under the table and sat down on it.

She picked up the spoon from the bowl and, ignoring Curtis's longing gaze, began to eat.

"tasty."

Although it was an illusion, the taste was exactly the same as in the real world.

Moreover, being stared at by Curtis like that, seeing Curtis's desperate, green-eyed longing as he struggled to resist pouncing on her, made her feel even more hungry.

At this moment, Saint Karina finally understood why Esther often punished herself in this way.

She used it on others, inflicting "pain" on Curtis, and found it equally enjoyable.

Finally, Santa Karina swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, and Curtis's eyes dimmed again, losing all hope.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, how could I bear to let you go hungry?"

Saint Karina curled her lips into a malicious smile.

She mixed a drink on the spot. As a former hostess who frequented the upscale nightclub "Tavern" in the Lorian Empire, what was so difficult about mixing drinks?

She's a famous Gin lady; she even managed to seduce the duke's only daughter, a frequenter of brothels. How difficult would it be for her to use alcohol to win over a naive princess?

The drink I made this time is called Princess Kiss. ​​It was served in an expensive and exquisite glass, which looked very high-end. Its amber color reminded me of autumn leaves.

The liquor is prepared using a magical method, floating the ingredients in the liquor. The process involves simply shaking Angostura bitters, 15ml of Don Mueanger bitters, 15ml of yellow salsa, and 30ml of apple brandy, mixing them, and then serving them in a cocktail glass.

However, Santa Karina also garnishes the rim of the cup with strawberry pieces.

Curtis couldn't take her eyes off the large, plump red strawberries; her longing was evident.

But is St. Karina's wine really that good? She secretly added some Shirai Kuroko brand computer parts to it, to amplify the wine's effects and achieve the results she wanted later.

"Your Highness, come here~"

Saint Karina poured the wine onto the ground slowly, drop by drop, onto the instep of her foot. The amber-colored wine followed the curve of her foot, finally dripping down her toes and between her fingers onto the floor.

At first, Curtis remained unmoved, or rather, she pretended to be calm. As a princess, how could she drink dirty things that had fallen on the ground, especially right next to the feet of the country bumpkin she hated the most?

But gradually, her inner turmoil, along with the trembling in her eyes and body, betrayed her.

Especially when the last strawberry rolled out of the glass, first splashing the wine at Santa Karina's feet, then gurgling and continuing to roll with inertia, Curtis's composure finally vanished.

"Hey, you there..."

She hesitated for a moment, then continued to plead, "I won't eat these things. They've fallen on the ground and are dirty. Do you have anything else...?"

"Of course there is. Do you want to eat the Holy Sword? The weapon is big enough to fill you up."

"I do not want……"

Curtis's face turned deathly pale when she heard that Santa Karina wanted to feed her that kind of thing.

"Alright, don't be scared, Your Highness. I was just teasing you. Would you like some candy?"

Saint Karina took out a candy; it was fruit-flavored and had several brightly colored patterns on it.

Of course, it's also been enhanced with ingredients, amplifying human desires, desires in every sense of the word.

"Ah."

Curtis nodded, took the candy from Saint Karina, chewed it in his mouth, and then swallowed it.

She was so hungry that this little bit of candy wasn't enough.

"Is there anything else I can eat?"

Curtis has stopped calling people "country bumpkins," although she now refers to them as "that guy" or "hey," but it's clear she's backed down.

"can."

Saint Karina did not force her.

Although one won't actually starve to death in the illusion without eating or drinking, the mind sends signals to the body, making the illusion more realistic and undetectable.

And often, you only have the energy to work when you're full...

So, Saint Karina made another bowl of porridge, this time using magical cooking techniques that could accelerate the process many times over, but this time she didn't add carrots.

Although red carrot cubes look very appealing and are one of Saint Karina's favorite foods, many people have a physical aversion to carrots, both physically and mentally.

This time she made mushroom, taro, and pork rib congee. However, she replaced the carrot with potatoes, which are suitable for all ages and are very filling.

The ingredients you need are 1 taro, some pork ribs, 300 grams of rice, a handful of dried shiitake mushrooms, 1 carrot, ginger slices, soy sauce, oyster sauce, salt, and celery.

First, the initial steps are to peel and cut the taro and potatoes into chunks, and soak the dried shiitake mushrooms.

Next, blanch the pork ribs to remove impurities, add ginger slices and stir-fry until the oil is released, then add shiitake mushrooms, taro, and diced potatoes and stir-fry for a while. Rinse the rice and add it to the pot to stir-fry for a few minutes.

Add light soy sauce, oyster sauce, and salt to taste and stir-fry until well combined. Pour into the magic cooking pot, add water, and cook until the porridge thickens.

Celery, like cilantro, can be added selectively according to personal taste. You can add it or not. If you don't want it, you can finish the dish directly. If you do want it, add chopped celery and mix it well before serving.

This bowl of porridge is equally fragrant and delicious, making one's mouth water and wishing one could rush forward, snatch the bowl, and gulp it down.

However, even seeing the glistening broth from the pork ribs glistening on the surface of the porridge, Curtis didn't dare to move.

She was afraid, afraid of angering Saint Karina. Although the other party might not be able to eat a second bowl, putting aside the issue of appetite, Saint Karina could simply throw it away.

Curtis no longer has that arrogance and can completely accept "country bumpkin" food. She can comfort herself by saying it's a tribute from the lower classes, which helps her adjust her mood. But crawling like a dog and only being able to eat food from the ground is her no-go zone.

She would never do that; she'd rather break than bend!

Curtis declared that even if she starved to death in this bedroom, she would never eat a single grain of rice from the floor. Even if the floor was gleaming, and had been mopped and washed daily, leaving a thick layer of grime, she still wouldn't eat it.

146. Mojito

"But before you eat, wouldn't you like to try and beg me?"

Saint Karina wasn't about to let Curtis have her way so easily. She pointed to her skirt, indicating that the porridge was underneath and that she could help herself.

"Gudu."

Curtis swallowed again. Even though the placement wasn't exactly glamorous, it was still better than continuing to starve.

Moreover, the additives in the candy we ate earlier have already taken effect.

"what……"

Curtis did not immediately plead with Saint Karina, but her eyes grew increasingly strange, filled with longing in various ways.

Especially hunger; this candy was so potent, it seemed to awaken the cravings in her stomach, successfully suppressing all desires with hunger.

At this moment, dignity and desire were locked in a fierce struggle, and the expression on Curtis's face was no longer just strange, but also hinted at pain. She wasn't in physical pain; this pain stemmed from a spiritual level.

Moreover, her face was getting redder and redder, from holding it in; her little face was redder than a ripe tomato.

Her face flushed red all the way down to her neck, and her eyes were glazed over; she seemed somewhat dazed.

In fact, during the waiting process, she felt more than just hunger. Hunger initially took precedence, but when she saw the delicious white porridge and the amber-colored wine on her cute, round toes on the ground, she felt another kind of emotion gradually rising up.

It was a primal, wild feeling; she found Saint Karina before her very tempting, and she longed to devour her.

Curtis was certain that she had never had this thought before, but now she had.

"Aha……"

Curtis's breathing grew heavier and heavier; the torment was unbearable, and her reason was crumbling, succumbing to her emotions.

"Don't want to eat?"

Saint Karina didn't urge him, but continued to ask with a half-smile.

She acted like a confident winner and continued mixing drinks.

This is a Mojito. I don't really need to say too much about the fame of Mojitos. They are not only doing great in bars, but they have also made a name for themselves in milk tea shops, becoming a well-known brand on the streets.

Mojitos are made primarily with rum made from sugarcane, lime juice, mint, sugar, and soda water. The mint is mostly spearmint. However, because mint is difficult to store, some bars don't serve mojitos. Also, it's important that mojitos are made with crushed ice.

I really don't want to say too much about Mojitos. Everyone has their own taste, and the ratio of sweet and sour to mint can be adjusted. So it's not surprising that it's become a popular choice.

Of course, the bar offers more than just these eight cocktails; there are also other options such as the Manhattan or Singapore Sling. The most important thing is to choose the one you like best.

Santa Karina's cocktail, with its lime-like hue and generous amount of ice, features mint leaves floating on top and others sinking to the bottom, resembling a magical herb planted beneath an iceberg. It exudes a vibrant, life-giving energy, much like a strong, instinctive force.

"Clang."

This time, Santa Karina didn't pour the wine on the floor; instead, she placed the wine glass intact next to the bowl of white porridge.

"Gudu."

With something to drink, Curtis's desires became even more intense.

She was making no attempt to hide her swallowing, and her body was trembling, but her feet seemed rooted to the ground, digging deep into the floor, and she didn't take a single step forward.

"Don't you want to drink?"

Saint Karina maintained that playful smile, continuing her previous emphasis and teasing.

However, she still didn't force Curtis and continued cooking.

She had long since mastered this magical culinary skill, and had even conquered many women with it, of course, through their mouths, though it was uncertain which mouth they used to eat.

So she waved her hand, summoned flames, and a magical pot stand, and began to cook new dishes. This was a blatant scheme, the purpose of which was to lure Curtis to her.

First, the dish is minced meat stew.

The ingredients needed are 100 grams of minced meat, 1 small bundle of vermicelli, bok choy, a little minced ginger, and 1 teaspoon each of salt, MSG, and soy sauce.