Don’t put everything in your mouth, it’s unhygienic!

Ignoring Canlisa and Philly, Su Ran took the feather from Philly’s hand and waved it in front of Yuffie.

“I’ll give you one last chance. Are you going to talk or not?”

The threat in Su Ran’s words was palpable.

“Witch… do you really think it’s right to treat a defeated opponent like this?”

Seeing that reasoning with Su Ran was futile, Yuffie turned her attention to the newly arrived Philly, completely ignoring the white cat in her arms.

Hearing this, Canlisa looked at Philly with eyes full of sympathy.

If Lady Su Ran were to tickle her a couple of times, she probably wouldn’t be able to stand it.

Just as she was about to say a few words, Philly spoke first: “We have no objections. Neither does Canlisa.”

She was quite accustomed to the fate of captives and even felt that Lady Su Ran was being merciful.

After all, the treatment Yuffie was receiving was far better than that of a typical defeated foe.

Back then, she had been bound by a Holy Stone cage and thrown into a sunless cell, with only a few pieces of moldy black bread to eat.

If not for the Witch’s Society lacking a dungeon and Lady Su Ran’s lenient attitude towards her, Yuffie wouldn’t be in a room right now.

She would be out on the streets of Tukulu, with a crowd invited to watch the captured Saintess of the Church.

“We won’t disturb Lady Su Ran’s fun.”

With that thought, Philly prepared to turn and leave with Canlisa.

But Canlisa raised her paw and spoke, “Um… I want to join Lady Su Ran. It looks like a lot of fun.”

Hearing the white cat speak human words, Yuffie’s body trembled.

Only then did she realize it was also a witch.

Philly looked at Canlisa’s eager expression and was speechless for a moment.

She had initially thought Canlisa wanted to plead for Yuffie.

It turned out she was the softest-hearted one here.

“So the vote is two to one. Your objection is invalid, Your Holiness!”

Su Ran held the feather Philly had collected, displaying it before Yuffie with a mischievous smile.

In truth, Su Ran hadn’t done much to Yuffie in the room just now.

She had simply hung Yuffie from the ceiling, lifted her slender, fair ankle, and tickled her.

Yuffie walked barefoot on the ground, yet her jade-like feet were not stained with a single speck of dust.

Her five perfectly proportioned, fair toes caught Su Ran’s eye.

At first, Yuffie’s face was a mixture of shame and anger.

Her legs had never been toyed with like this before.

But as time went on, the ticklish sensation from her feet made her delicate body flush crimson.

The soft moans escaping from her nose were somewhat embarrassing to hear.

But Yuffie lived up to the name of the Church’s Saintess.

No matter how Su Ran’s jade-like fingers wreaked havoc on her feet, she clenched her jaw and refused to yield an inch.

Finally, Su Ran grew tired.

She had no choice but to ask Philly to find some feathers.

She was getting serious now!

The tip of the feather gently touched the top of Yuffie’s foot.

The sensation was much more subtle than the stroking of her fingers.

However, this subtle touch grew in Yuffie’s mind over time, as if something was clawing at her heart.

Yuffie’s fair toes curled instinctively, like a sensitive plant threatened.

The sound of her breathing grew ragged.

Su Ran did not stop her actions.

Instead, just as Yuffie was about to break and her body tensed, she suddenly stopped.

“Your Holiness, how about you tell me your method for observing Holy Stone energy?”

Su Ran still hadn’t given up on making Yuffie reveal her method for observing Holy Stones.

This was the very reason she had captured her.

“Don’t even think about it. I will never leak the Church’s magic.”

Yuffie, her face already flushed scarlet, endured the discomfort and continued to refuse.

“Canlisa, your turn.”

Seeing Yuffie’s continued stubbornness, Su Ran decided to take a break.

She lifted the other foot and placed it in front of Canlisa.

“One must share the fun.”

Su Ran completely ignored Yuffie’s indignant gaze and whispered an explanation in her ear.

Yuffie’s lowered leg was still trembling from being tickled, causing her calf to quiver as she stood on her tiptoes.

Her sacred Church robe was soaked with sweat, and the ribbon covering her eyes was damp with perspiration from her forehead.

Canlisa’s tickling technique surprised Su Ran.

She had originally thought Canlisa would transform back into her human form, take the feather from her, and play with Yuffie a bit.

But to her surprise, when Su Ran held Yuffie’s foot in front of Canlisa, she simply turned her back and swept her fluffy tail back and forth across it.

“Ngh~”

The effect of Canlisa’s tail seemed to be much better than Su Ran’s feather.

Yuffie’s body reacted almost instantly.

Yuffie’s suspended hands clenched into fists, and the skin on her body tensed restlessly, yet she still bit her lip, unwilling to give in.

After swishing her tail a few times, Canlisa stopped.

She ignored Su Ran’s questioning gaze.

Instead, she turned around and sniffed lightly at Yuffie’s foot.

The warm air from her nostrils spread across the sole, giving Yuffie a completely different kind of stimulation.

Seeing that Canlisa showed no signs of being done playing, Su Ran chose not to intervene and simply observed.

As it turned out, Su Ran soon regretted not speaking up.

After sniffing at the foot, Canlisa’s pink cat tongue, catching everyone off guard, gave it a lick.

If Su Ran hadn’t reacted quickly and grabbed Canlisa by the scruff of her neck, her silver fangs would have already been sinking into Yuffie’s foot.

“Yuffie runs around barefoot all day; her feet must be dirty. You can’t just put anything in your mouth. Pay attention to hygiene!”

Su Ran pointed at Yuffie’s foot and lectured Canlisa in a serious tone.

She had never imagined Canlisa would be so bold.

She didn’t know if Lord Hayden had taught her any common sense, or if her habits were becoming more cat-like after turning into one.

“Your feet are the dirty ones! Although I walk on the ground all day, I always use magic to clean and protect them. They never get stained with a single speck of dust or sweat.”

Hearing Su Ran call her feet dirty, Yuffie twisted her body restlessly in protest.

Yuffie was practically dizzy with anger from Su Ran’s words.

She had never suffered such humiliation.

As the dignified Saintess of the Church, she bathed punctually every day, using magic to cleanse every inch of her skin.

To be called dirty by a witch… no one could tolerate such a thing.

“Canlisa, continue sweeping her with your tail.”

Facing Yuffie’s furious outburst, Su Ran’s expression remained unchanged as she continued to instruct Canlisa.

Finally, the chains were released by Su Ran.

Her entire body drenched in fragrant sweat, the Saintess collapsed to the ground, whispering softly, “My Lord God… I am sorry.”