The Saintess is the New Villainess

TSNV 36| Domination

THIRD PERSON

Ferocious Rhinedottir, the crown prince and now the Emperor, is renowned for his benevolent and gentle temperament, but unbeknownst to everyone—he's clinically insane with his intelligence and madness too strong to be defeated.

"Are you sure this woman is our sister? Why don't we add her to the test subjects? She seemed to be a dying virgin." One of Ferocious' clones murmured while playing with one of the test tubes in his hands, looking at the woman with long coffee-brown hair and purple eyes.

"A half-sister? Even so, she doesn't look exactly the same as us." The younger clone commented about the age of eleven.

"We should extract her essence. The more virgin essence we have, the more our other siblings will come to life." His eighteen-year-old clone suggested, ogling his eyes at the woman who appeared to be busy injecting serums into the poor victims that had fallen prey to Ferocious' schemes.

"More importantly, I thought you already have the saintess as your bride? Why wait for the wedding night when you can drag her here and let us taste her limited-edition divine essence?" Another clone suggested. He was only a year younger than Ferocious himself.

"I can't afford to make her suspicious now that the wedding day is approaching." The real Ferocious responded while flipping his documents for his next victim. "Patience, we can have her all by ourselves." He added, smiling from ear to ear as if his words alone were not creepy enough.

"Who did you say escaped the lab yesterday?" Tanong ni Ferocious habang inaayos ang glasses nito.

"I believe her name was Lady Aeronia, a baron's daughter." Fifteen answered, throwing the empty serums in the trash bin. "Fret not. I have already injected her to erase her memories. Even if she escaped, she won't remember anything." Paniniguro nito. Kaagad na napangisi si Ferocious.

"Well? Isn't it reassuring that my lovely elder sister is here to manage my laboratory when I'm out for palace duties?" He praised, glancing at Fifteen. "Finally, I have a responsible sister who shares the same passion as me, rather than a hopeless romantic, lovesick, stupid sister who only cares how to impress a man." He let out a long, disappointed sigh.

Tumaas naman ang kilay ni Fifteen. She removed her mask and tossed the gloves in her hand. "Such flattery could only mean you need something from me." Prangkang wika nito sa binata. "Tell me, what is it that you want me to do?" Dugtong nitong tanong.

"That's one of the things I like about you. So sharp. . . so direct." Patuloy nitong pagpupuri sa kapatid.

Fifteen gracefully removed her lab coat as she approached his desk and carefully hung it on a nearby rack. Ferocious and his clone observed her every move with intense focus. "Have you had any dealings with the Archduke of Alcanta?" he inquired. She silently nodded in response as she turned to face him.

"Are you weary of him?" Tanong nito. Ferocious tilted his head and placed the documents in his lap before leaning back on his chair.

"Since you were her maid, you know a thing or two about people she meets daily, right?" He asked. Well, that's a no-brainer. She attends to the saintess needs for every time of the day. Of course, she knew.

"Is there any man close to her who smells like a mixture of a citrus and plumerian flower?" Kaagad na nahulog sa pag-iisip ang dalaga dahil sa naging tanong ni Ferocious.

She was not entirely familiar with scents, but there were only a few men who had a chance to be in contact with the saintess, and among them, there was only one person who smelled like that of an exquisite manly yet flowery natural body scent—the Archpriest.