Julianna was deeply addicted to the pleasure of torturing and killing her enemies.

The deeper her hatred, the more exhilarating the experience.

She cherished this feeling immensely, finding her greatest enjoyment in torment and cruelty.

Peace was for the dead. To live in constant vigilance and preparedness was the essence of life.

The living were inherently unstable, and all their actions were unpredictable. Naturally, comfort could never be permanent.

Even today, with no rivals left in the demon kingdom, she still believed her surroundings were full of variables.

This sense of constant danger was something she thoroughly enjoyed.

Therefore, even if the young girl hadn’t appeared as a variable today, she had already prepared a backup plan for herself.

The feelings of comfort and ease were foreign to her and made her wary.

She knew that if she ever succumbed to such feelings, she would lose her ferocity and fighting spirit, becoming a helpless lamb to be slaughtered.

Yet, for some reason, perhaps instinct, she didn’t reject this feeling, nor did she reject the inexplicably pleasant scent emanating from the young girl.

This made her somewhat regretful, as after tonight, this girl would become a cold, lifeless corpse.

Just as she was thinking this, Vanessa pulled out a black, ring-like object from the soft, cotton-like valley between her ample bosom.

It looked somewhat like a dog collar.

Why would she carry such a strange thing?

And how did she manage to pull it out?

Then Julianna had another question: why did she take it out?

Could it be…? No, it couldn’t be.

Julianna’s face remained innocent and obedient, but a sliver of hope lingered in her heart.

“Here, good girl, I have a reward for you~”

Vanessa said, gently patting her head before deftly fastening the pet collar around her neck.

At that moment, Julianna’s hope shattered.

Julianna instinctively tried to resist, but in her current state, with her strength nearly depleted, she was no match for Vanessa.

Her struggles were ignored like a mere tantrum.

Julianna’s charming fox eyes widened in disbelief.

She couldn’t believe that one day she, of all people, would be treated like a pet dog by a human and have a collar fastened around her neck.

“Mmm~ It suits you perfectly, baby,” Vanessa said, resting her chin on her interlaced hands, her delicate smile capable of melting even the hardest of hearts.

As she spoke, Vanessa soothingly pinched Julianna’s fox ears.

It… suited her?

Julianna narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixed on the cherry blossom-haired girl before her.

Though she knew the girl wasn’t deliberately trying to humiliate her, since she didn’t know her true identity, the words still dangerously skirted the edges of her patience.

If she had previously considered going easy on the girl out of gratitude, now she was contemplating how to torture and humiliate her, making her beg for mercy at her feet before dying in despair.

All these years, even in the most hopeless situations, she had never been humiliated to the point of wearing a collar.

Today, however, she had been brought low by a human, and not just any human, a descendant of her sworn enemy, the Varelis family.

Yet, instead of feeling ashamed, she was exhilarated.

The thought of tormenting the descendant of her enemy and returning the humiliation she had suffered filled her with anticipation, causing her to tremble with excitement, her cheeks flushed with a sinister glow.

Tonight, what method should she use to torture this saintess who had inflicted such unforgettable shame upon her?

Julianna thought with glee, completely unaware that the black pet collar around her neck had begun to emit faint red patterns and symbols.

Seeing this, Vanessa remained calm, her gentle smile deepening.

Miss Julianna, I hope you enjoy the gift I’ve prepared for you.

After all, tonight might just be the most humiliating night of her life.

Indeed, the pet collar Julianna was wearing was the very one Vanessa had recently obtained from the Virtue System.

Originally thought to be useless, it had now become a crucial tool.

The collar could only be used on small pets, and only those below the Wraith level.

Julianna, in her current weakened state, perfectly met both conditions.

As the pet collar activated, its surface glowing with red patterns and symbols, Vanessa knew her plan was mostly successful.

‘Virtue +80 (Major character emotional fluctuation)’

‘Current Virtue: 354’

Huh~?

Vanessa gazed at her current Virtue points with satisfaction.

She remembered having only 4 points when she set out, but now it had skyrocketed to 354.

If she could make it out of this unscathed, the trip would have been well worth it.

This would be a huge boost for the upcoming Carillian Academy entrance exam.

“Do you like the gift I gave you, baby?” Vanessa asked with a soft laugh.

The little fox blinked its large eyes at her, acting cute and affectionate, as if it truly adored the gift.

Facial expressions and actions could be faked, but the most direct emotional fluctuations couldn’t be deceived.

Miss Julianna, you’re quite the hypocrite, aren’t you?

This act of groveling to survive is truly pathetic.

It’s hard to believe you’re the future Demon Queen.

If only I had a recording crystal, I’d love to capture this moment, not for any particular reason, just as a memento.

Wait, what if I actually do have one?

Vanessa’s smile remained, but she was already browsing the Virtue Shop.

The shop hadn’t refreshed, but she remembered seeing recording crystals for sale the last time she checked.

Ah, found it, a mid-grade recording crystal, priced at 20 Virtue points.

The price was a bit steep for a single crystal, but she knew the principle of “the wool comes from the sheep.”

Spending Virtue here was an investment to earn even more.

Ding!

‘Virtue -20’

‘Current Virtue: 334’

‘Obtained one mid-grade recording crystal.’

However, even though the fox’s guard was relatively low at the moment, how could she record this without being noticed?

It was a tricky task, but not impossible for Vanessa.

Vanessa sat on the grass, placing the little fox on her lap.

The girl’s thighs were like soft, elastic cotton, tender and perfectly fleshy.

The white stockings dug slightly into her thighs, resembling a creamy cake that would indent with the slightest touch.

The little fox lay at the junction between the boot heel and the soft white stockings.

With a slight lift of its head, it could catch the girl’s unique scent of hair and skin.

The pink hair draped over it felt like the finest velvet, and it let out a contented purr, clearly enjoying itself.

No wonder they say no one can resist a beautiful girl’s lap pillow.

Next, Vanessa pulled out a small brush from her “fourth-dimensional pocket” and began grooming the little white fox with practiced ease.

Julianna closed her eyes in pleasure, her fox ears twitching rhythmically as she purred softly.

This wasn’t entirely an act.

Though she instinctively resisted being treated like a dog and groomed, her body couldn’t help but revel in the comfort ingrained in her instincts.

Vanessa was truly skilled at grooming pets, knowing exactly where to brush to avoid resistance and keep them utterly entranced.

This overwhelming pleasure didn’t make Julianna let go of her last shred of vigilance.

If Vanessa showed any intent to harm her, she would immediately reveal her trump card.

But she was mistaken. Vanessa had no intention of harming her; she simply wanted to leave a lasting mark of humiliation, all for the sake of earning more Virtue.

In the moment of blissful distraction, Vanessa slipped a smooth, round stone into the lush, cloud-like valley between her ample bosom, aiming it at the little fox below.