Chapter 242: Selena
What in the world is most moving?
Is it a reunion after a long separation, or regaining something lost?
For Selena, these two things were actually one and the same.
After being alone in the Divine Kingdom for so long, she finally understood why her good sister had gone and never returned.
Since becoming gods, the two were inseparable. Their appearances were already similar, and now their auras were identical.
In the Divine Kingdom, they could even share memories.
So, without Eileen needing to say more, she quickly understood everything.
She also knew what kind of danger their Priest was currently in.
However, before saving the Priest, she decided to use a small trick.
Not long ago, Eileen had asked the young man for a favor.
Selena felt it was time to put it to use.
She figured that even if Eileen found out later, she wouldn’t blame her, right?
…
…
“Don’t turn around, Priest, I’m Eileen.”
The woman’s voice was soft and gentle, like a smooth, melodious tune.
But the astonishing soft, bouncy touch from behind told Chen An everything.
It wasn’t the first time Eileen had hugged him like this, so he knew her size well.
While not small, it definitely wasn’t this astonishing.
The answer seemed obvious.
The young man was silent for a bit, obediently not turning around, and simply said softly, “Long time no see.”
Yes, for both of them and for Chen An himself.
That was indeed a long time ago.
If they hadn’t been so persistent, they would have long since scattered with the wind, disappearing into the river of time.
“Long… time no see.”
The woman buried her head on his shoulder, repeating the words.
She remembered the last time she was this close to the Priest; she was still an ignorant young girl.
Unlike Eileen, she had never doubted the Priest’s motives.
Even if she had, it was out of willingness, not deception.
Her rosy thin lips tried to part, and before words, two silent streams of tears arrived.
The tears traced down her beautiful cheeks, falling onto the young man’s shoulder, slowly soaking his clothes.
Feeling the dampness, Chen An was stunned. He hesitated, thinking of turning around to say something comforting.
But the woman’s gentle voice quickly came.
“Don’t.”
Subtly, the force in her hands increased, pressing on the young man’s shoulders.
Chen An couldn’t move and felt the scene before him was all too familiar.
Would he have to be pinned down every time someone new arrived?
It seemed that increasing his strength quickly needed to be included in his future plans.
Though it went slightly against his original intentions.
His stray thoughts were interrupted by the woman’s next action.
Feeling her increasingly bold probes and her growing heat, Chen An frowned slightly.
“Selena, give me some time…”
“Don’t be rash…”
He wasn’t flustered and used the same words he’d used with Luo Cong’an and Eileen before.
After all, old tricks were reliable if they still worked.
However, the girl he expected to be the most well-behaved unexpectedly didn’t stop this time.
“Priest, do you miss her that much?”
The soft tone came from beside his ear, with a hint of a smile.
As for the previous sadness, it seemed to have vanished somewhere long ago.
Because Selena knew better than anyone that she would have plenty of time for reminiscing later.
But this chance might be the only one she would get.
On their first meeting, no matter what she did, she could use temporary infatuation as an excuse.
She wasn’t like that foolish Eileen.
She had always known since childhood when to be assertive and when to be gentle.
Selena had always known how to leverage her advantages, just like when she had actively seduced the Priest back then.
It was a pity that she was too young then and had no room to be “assertive.”
Now that the roles were reversed, the corners of her lips couldn’t help but curl up.
My foolish Miss Eileen, leave what you can’t do to me…
“Priest’s scent is truly captivating…”
The woman hugged the young man tightly, her voice becoming unusually charming and alluring.
Her voice was so soft and seductive it seemed to stretch like silk.
“Priest, I miss you so much.”
She said it slowly, word by word, making sure the young man heard her clearly.
Chen An paused, then sighed, “Why must you deceive yourself…”
“But this was your own request.”
The woman’s fair, white fingers, like scallion stalks, caressed the young man’s neck, and she softly asked, “Does the Priest really not even have time to fulfill this small request?”
She seemed a little wronged.
“I’ve already tried my best not to make any excessive demands…”
Chen An knew she was forcing him to play this game with her.
“…Fine.”
He agreed, moved his hand, and grabbed the restless hand that was trying to slide further down.
After a moment, Chen An finally said what was on his mind.
“I’ve always been unable to take that last step because I haven’t truly understood myself yet.”
“I don’t know if new variables will appear in the future, and I haven’t thought about what kind of identity I should use to face you… and them.”
He paused for half a second. “It might sound greedy, but those experiences were very real…”
The young man’s earnest explanation was interrupted by slender white fingers.
The woman’s red lips approached his ear, her tone rather suggestive.
“Priest, you are overthinking things.”
She chuckled softly. “When we were in the Maya Empire, powerful figures like yourself always had countless women around them.”
“Even the lowest nobles had more than a hundred concubines. To be favored by the Priest is already my honor. How could I dare to overstep and interfere in your affairs?”
Chen An was stunned, then shook his head.
“That’s not it. I never saw you as mere playthings…”
He had watched the two girls grow up, witnessed their bodies change day by day, from initial suffering, mental anxiety, and subconscious resistance, to gradually becoming clingy and pampered. One would develop feelings even for a cat raised like that.
Let alone two such cute girls?
“Priest, you don’t need to explain.”
The woman said, her soft arms slipping from around the young man’s neck.
Her noble and elegant rose-purple sleeves slid down with her movement, revealing fair, almost translucent skin beneath.
Then, she finally stepped in front of the young man, allowing Chen An to see her in full.
She was wearing an incredibly gorgeous long dress. Unlike Eileen, who preferred simple elegance, she favored such intricate and luxurious attire.
Every detail was adorned with exquisite patterns, and a rose-purple sash at the waist accentuated her beautiful curves, giving her an inherent charm with every step.
The hem of the long dress was extremely long, rippling like snow, moonlight flowing and cascading to the ground, trailing more than three feet behind her.
In the flickering moonlight, the young woman’s appearance remained unchanged, but she now exuded a greater sense of dignity.
However, that dignity was soon faintly replaced by a rising flush of color.
Because with her hand, she untied the sash, and the long dress fell away.
