Chapter 139. Valentina: What Kind of Princess Is Not Willful?

What Valentina threw at Noah was not a shoe, but a pillow.

Mainly because a pillow was far less insulting than a shoe, allowing her to express her current dissatisfaction without letting Noah see her jealousy.

To achieve ultimate victory, the princess was quite measured.

“Hmph, so you thought using a shoe would invite too harsh a retaliation, and decided on a pillow instead? But that’s too soft, dear princess!”

Noah, who had been lounging casually, effortlessly caught the pillow thrown at him, flashing a fearless grin at the princess.

“Alright, princess, if you apologize by showing your chest, I might just turn a blind eye. Otherwise, I might get angry.”

With a mischievous smile, Noah began to playfully knead Valentina’s pillow, clearly plotting some mischief.

“Angry? I should be the one angry, along with that nun you treat as a toy! If you want me to show my chest in apology, you should undress first. Of course, I will resist!”

Valentina shot him a cold smirk, no longer the shame-ridden girl who once scolded Noah for being a pervert. Instead, she stood tall, responding to him as a princess should.

“Haha! You truly have spirit, princess! It would be quite amusing to break your spine! But what a pity, if you throw a pillow, you must retaliate with a pillow! Here, take this back, dear princess!”

Noah laughed exaggeratedly, feeling pleased, then steadied himself on the chair and hurled the pillow with all his might.

Compared to Noah’s throw, Valentina’s earlier toss was almost like a playful gesture.

At that moment, the pillow flew towards Valentina with a speed beyond human reach, reminiscent of the chair Noah had once thrown.

But Valentina was not worried about being hit.

For she was no longer a mere human, and she caught it effortlessly, just as Noah had done before.

“I thought it was something more, but it’s just…!?”

Valentina was somewhat dissatisfied with how simple Noah’s retaliation was.

Truth be told, she secretly wished to be bullied by Noah, hoping he would truly pounce on her and tear her clothes away to reveal her chest.

And this was all she got?

Just as the princess prepared to retort and provoke Noah further, a second pillow struck her squarely in the face.

Caught completely off guard, the princess stumbled backward onto her bed.

“Hahaha! Gotcha, princess! Who told you there was only one?!”

Noah’s merciless laughter echoed in Valentina’s ears.

——Little, little child, oh great deity! Is it really worth this fuss just because a pillow was tossed aside?

Though such thoughts surged within Valentina, a twisted and sickly smile crept across her face, pressed against the pillow.

Yes! Just like that! More laughter! More torment her! More eyes focused on her!

For this was her joy as well!

To claim this attention, she had to take action!

Feeling the fire of determination rise within her, the princess tucked away her smile, straightened her back, and hurled the very pillow she had just secretly kissed at Noah.

“Useless, useless! And I have even more copies of your pillow here!”

This time, Noah easily caught the pillow, unaware that he had grasped the very spot Valentina had just kissed.

This little fact sent a thrill through the princess, though it didn’t last long. Noah soon erupted into exaggerated laughter, using the powers of the dark god to conjure even more pillows to throw at her.

“It’s just a pillow! Watch me throw them all back!”

As several pillows flew toward her, Valentina revealed her dragon traits, buffing herself to engage Noah in a pillow battle.

“Ha! Even if you transform into a wicked dragon and can throw three at once, it won’t matter! My speed surpasses yours!”

Noah, with a single breath, duplicated dozens of identical pillows, tossing one and creating another. Soon, Valentina’s room was filled with a flurry of flying cushions.

This was not a brutal battle that could be called a slaughter.

At most, it was a contest.

For both of them reveled in this situation.

The fierce pillow fight lasted about ten minutes, culminating in the princess being buried under a mountain of pillows, leaving only a black dragon tail adorned with purple patterns sticking out.

The rest of her, including her human form and wings, was completely smothered beneath the white pillows, a resounding defeat.

As for the reason for her loss, it wasn’t due to a lack of stamina.

Rather, she had been so captivated by Noah’s face that she was overwhelmed.

The total weight of the pillows pressing down on her created an illusion that Noah had her firmly pinned to the bed.

Thus, the princess, without realizing it, found herself unwilling to resist, allowing Noah to bully her at will.

It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but she might indeed have a slight masochistic tendency; when Noah tormented her, she felt an indescribable thrill.

The previous irritation and jealousy seemed to vanish, and with her face pressed against the pillows, the princess could finally let go of her control, revealing a fervent joy as she silently laughed beneath the cushions.

“Now you know who the real boss is, Princess! Just stay there, pinned for a while. These duplicated pillows will last about ten more minutes. You can’t possibly turn the tables on me! You’ll forever be my toy! Hahahaha!”

Outside the mountain of pillows, Noah stood proudly with his hands on his hips, blissfully unaware that he was inadvertently stacking resentment buffs on the princess.

Little did he know, his words, akin to a confession, sent Valentina into a state of bliss, her cheeks flushing as she couldn’t help but lick the pillow before her.

She could smell it! This part of the pillow carried the scent of her beloved deity!

Heh, hehehehe ❤~! Is this feeling of happiness what love is?

Ah! Yes! It must be love, without a doubt!

Her divine lord is deeply in love with her!

And she, too, adores her beloved divine lord!

Surrounded by an overwhelming sense of happiness, the princess’s expression at this moment was utterly outrageous, a visage akin to a frenzied devotee of a dark god, wild and enchanting.

In this instant, the princess even felt that nothing else mattered; the nuns and their pious ways were of no concern.

But as ten minutes passed, the pillow mountain that had enveloped her in bliss suddenly vanished. Awakening abruptly from her cherished reverie, the princess scrambled to find Noah, only to discover his absence.

“…………”

The princess’s expression swiftly soured.

—Retracting her earlier thoughts, it was clear that she could not afford to be indifferent; she must resolve this situation quickly, especially concerning that unknown nun who had stolen her divine lord’s gaze.

In Noah’s presence, her mind was filled solely with thoughts of him, ensuring she would not cause trouble.

Yet, after Noah’s departure, her mind was consumed with wicked schemes.

But she was not merely daydreaming; if all went as expected, that person should have already been resurrected at this very moment.

—Ah~ Mr. Allen, you must work harder to bring me and my divine lord together, okay? ❤~

The princess grasped the only remaining pillow beside her, burying her face into its softness.

For she knew well that her current expression must be filled with a kind of madness and obsession, something her divine lord must not see—

At least not yet!

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PS. If all goes well, I can still manage four updates today.

Though Chapter 132 was deemed too explicit and got banned, which makes it hard for me to hold back.

What was too much? It’s always been like this, hasn’t it!

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