Chapter 257: Gritting Our Teeth, It's Not Impossible_4

"So you want to be the good guy, huh?"

Wayne murmured with a light sneer, raising an eyebrow, "Allegiance to me will cost you your freedom and purity. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Flora's expression changed drastically, "I am the former Holy Maiden. If you tarnish my purity, the Goddess will not..."

She stopped mid-sentence, unable to continue.

In The Church's records that could be verified, there was only Mula, the Knight of the Goddess. Wayne was the second, far more precious than a Holy Maiden.

Flora's expression went through several changes before relaxing her faith magic, "Then kill me, for I shall not yield to you."

As Otilia said, Flora valued her purity above everything else. She had maintained her chastity for decades, turning a commitment into an obsession. Losing her purity was more terrifying to her than death itself.

To be locked in a cellar would be worse than death.

"As you wish!"