But Remedios, with her stubborn personality like that of a mule, refused to believe such a thing and continued to try different ways of biting Neia's toes.
To outsiders, it looked like a pervert was eating toes.
At this moment, the group of soldiers who had been saved and were following Neia arrived.
They all witnessed the scene of Remedios eating Neia's toes.
Yet, Remedios was still not convinced and insisted on trying a few more times.
"You're here, let me introduce you. This is Remedios, the Chief Holy Knight of the Holy Kingdom, and also the Holy Queen's bodyguard," Neia said in a gentle tone to the group.
This tone was in sharp contrast to the one she had used when speaking to Remedios.
Neia, facing Remedios alone, and the Neia now speaking to the group were completely different people.
At this point, Remedios noticed the group of soldiers, some of whom were injured.
"The Chief Holy Knight is actually eating Lady Neia's toes. Could it be that Lady Neia mistook her for someone else?" one soldier said.
"Lady Neia did not mistake her. I've seen her before, she is Remedios. I really didn't expect her to be this perverted, eating toes like this!" another soldier said.
"Yeah, it's really perverted. Forcing Lady Neia like that in public, it's simply humiliating her!" someone else added.
"Exactly! It's outrageous! I haven't even had the chance to try Lady Neia's toes, and she's already ahead of me!"
Everyone turned to look at the person who said that.
"What are you all staring at me for? Look at Lady Neia's soft, tender, sweet, and delicate little feet, I just want to lick them! If I ever get the chance to lick Lady Neia's little feet, my life would be complete!"
The person who said this was completely a social anxiety-driven pervert, unfazed by the contemptuous gazes of others.
But Remedios couldn't do that.
When she noticed so many people around, she immediately released her mouth and quickly moved away from Neia's feet.
"I didn't expect you to be a pervert too! I thought you were a normal person! But hearing you say that, it does make some sense! I also really want to lick!"
"Me too!"
"Me as well!"
"Same here!" Voices of agreement rang out from the crowd.
"Can You all act normally! What if you scare Lady Neia?!" someone in the crowd shouted in frustration.
Everyone immediately quieted down.
Although many perverts had those thoughts, they knew that if they scared Lady Neia and caused her to leave, they would lose out badly.
Not only would they not get to lick her feet, but it would be difficult even to see her.
Thanks to Peroroncino's world-class item, Neia's appearance and demeanor had changed as she grew older.
Now, her beauty was on par with the Holy Queen's, and Neia had grown considerably.
She also cared deeply about the Sorcerer King's opinion of her.
After casually asking some "mature women" about what men like, she concluded that men liked breasts, so Neia even tried some self-massage.
At first, Neia had asked about skeletons what they might liked, but people had taken her for a madwoman.
Afterward, she asked men what they liked, and from her intuition, she believed the Sorcerer King was male.
Now, her development had reached a B-cup size, which, for her age, was considered quite good.
But Neia was not satisfied. As the loyal subordinate of the Sorcerer King, she was determined to do her best.
A B-cup was not enough to dominate the world, so every night before bed, Neia worked hard on her development.
Remedios now wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
Not only had she failed to bite off Neia's toes, but now she had been seen by so many people, and called a pervert.
Remedios desperately wanted to slit her throat and commit suicide, but she was afraid Neia would ask the Sorcerer King to turn her into an undead.
She would rather become a pile of dung than be turned into an undead.
To avoid being turned into an undead, Remedios took advantage of Neia's attention being elsewhere and suddenly scrambled to her feet, rushing towards the corpse of the noble who had been killed earlier.
Although the noble was dead, his horse was still standing there, loyally waiting for its master, unaware that its owner would never return.
Remedios didn't dare to look back, terrified that Neia would catch her, drag her back, violate her, and then turn her into an undead.
In her mind, her conflict with Neia had already become irreconcilable.
She was convinced that Neia would never let her go.
Just as Remedios was about to grab the reins and leap onto the horse to gallop away, she suddenly felt a powerful force pulling her back, and she fell flat on her face, eating a mouthful of dirt.
The startled horse turned and bolted, cutting off Remedios's final escape route.
Lying on the ground, Remedios pounded her fist into the dirt in frustration.
Neia casually grabbed one of Remedios's legs and began dragging her away.
"Lady Neia, now that you've captured Remedios, about the Holy Queen..." someone hesitantly spoke up.
"Don't worry. The Holy Queen won't take action against us. We've been helping those in need, and that's a good thing for the Holy Kingdom," Neia said calmly.
"But isn't Remedios very close to the Holy Queen?" the person asked again.
"If their relationship was really that good, would she be out here without a single bodyguard? Look at the fleeing soldiers earlier—none of them were her subordinates. Right now, she's just a Holy Knight Chief in name. In reality, she doesn't have a single person under her command. Trust me," Neia said with a smile, patting the speaker on the shoulder.
Seeing Neia smile at him, the soldier's heart began to race, and everyone else looked at him with envious eyes.
"Can someone help me tie this one up? I'm a little out of strength," Neia said casually.
Only then did the others remember that Neia had just single-handedly defeated around 1,000 regular soldiers.
There were still quite a few corpses around, but everyone had forgotten about them because the scene of Remedios biting Neia's toes was simply too shocking.
"Lady Neia is incredible! She single-handedly repelled them and even defeated Remedios. Leave this small task to me!"
"I'll do it!"
"Me too!"
A group of rough men eagerly rushed towards Remedios, all volunteering enthusiastically.
Remedios still had some strength left; she wasn't about to let these men lay their hands on her.
Just as she was about to resist, Neia was one step ahead of her, swiftly breaking all four of Remedios's limbs.
Remedios remained silent despite the intense pain.
She refused to humiliate herself further. Before, it was just Neia; now, there were so many witnesses.
She didn't want to disgrace her title in front of everyone, so she gritted her teeth and endured the agony.
"She no longer has any combat ability, but you should still be careful. If cornered, she might bite," Neia kindly reminded them.
"No problem, Lady Neia! We'll be careful!"
"Understood, Lady Neia, leave it to us!"
The group began to carry Remedios away.
"Take off her armor," Neia ordered.
The group froze.
They knew how to remove armor, but doing so in front of Neia, and to a woman no less, felt inappropriate.
If they accidentally exposed her, it might destroy whatever image they still had in Neia's eyes.
Although they had already made fools of themselves earlier, saying something inappropriate was one thing, but actually doing it was another.
Seeing their hesitation, Neia stepped forward herself and began dismantling Remedios's armor.
The men quickly turned their backs, pretending not to look.
"Why are you all turning away?" Neia asked.
"Um…"
"One must not look at what is improper!" said one slightly cultured soldier.
"She doesn't mind!" Neia said casually.
"I DO mind!" Remedios immediately protested.
She absolutely didn't want a group of lowly soldiers to see her body.
In her mind, only someone extremely powerful, genuinely human, and wholeheartedly devoted to her—preferably a prince—would be worthy.
Clearly, she had no self-awareness about her current situation, still clinging to her fairy-tale delusions.
"Your opinion doesn't matter," Neia replied coldly, showing no mercy.
The soldiers weren't particularly concerned about Remedios's opinion anyway.
Their real worry was how Neia viewed them.
If Neia thought they were lecherous lowlifes, would she start disliking them? So they all kept their backs turned, trying to act like gentlemen.
"Turn around! Let's all admire Lady Remedios's figure together," Neia said casually.
With that, Neia began to dismantle the armor piece by piece.
She had done this kind of thing many times before when traveling with Remedios.
Back then, while seeking aid from other nations, Neia had essentially been forced to handle all the menial tasks.
Armor is indeed difficult to put on by oneself, but it's a different story when someone else helps.
Neia had to help everyone remove their armor every evening and reinstall it every morning, even though she herself didn't have any armor to wear.
She was always the last to sleep and the first to wake up on their journeys.
Remedios never treated Neia as a person, not even as well as a beast.
Even Remedios's horse was treated better than Neia; Neia had to feed not only Remedios's horse but everyone else's horses as well.
Neia swiftly removed Remedios's armor.
"Oh, you still remember how to remove armor! Looks like you've gotten used to being a servant!" Remedios sneered sarcastically.
Neia didn't get angry, but the surrounding soldiers did.
To them, Neia was their angel who had saved their lives.
Neia had received a large supply of purple healing potions from the Sorcerer King.
These potions, mass-produced by Nfireia, had incredible healing properties, capable of restoring even severely injured or disabled individuals.
Neia had earned widespread respect and admiration through her use of these potions.
Most of the soldiers following Neia had once been severely wounded or disabled and were healed thanks to her efforts.
They saw her as someone who had given them a second chance at life and chose to follow her out of gratitude and loyalty.
Hearing Remedios insult Neia was intolerable to them.
One burly soldier stepped forward and slapped Remedios across the face—twice.
"How dare you hit me! Do you know who I am?!" Remedios snarled furiously.
But she received another slap before she could finish her words.
"I don't care who you are. If you insult Lady Neia, I'll slap you even if you're the Holy Queen herself!" the soldier glared at her with eyes even fiercer than hers.
"Step aside! Let me have a turn slapping her!"
"Me too! I want to slap her!"
"Count me in!"
"I'm next!"
And so, a line formed of soldiers waiting to slap Remedios.
Fortunately, only about thirty or forty soldiers joined the line; most of the others weren't comfortable hitting a woman.
However, even those who didn't join in were visibly displeased with Remedios's insult toward Neia.
Neia almost laughed out loud at the sight.
After all, it was rare to see people lining up to slap someone, and the person being slapped was one of her sworn enemies.
Neia couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
After Remedios's armor was fully removed, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Neia accidentally tore the fabric around Remedios's chest.
A cold breeze passed through, and Remedios felt a chill.
Looking down, she realized that half of her chest was exposed, making her look like one of those women standing at the entrance of a brothel, deliberately wearing revealing outfits to lure customers.
"Find me some clothes immediately!" Remedios barked at Neia, trying to regain some dignity.
"You what?! How dare you call Lady Neia by her name?!" The burly man who had just spoken slapped Remedios again.
This slap stirred the air, and Remedios' chest was revealed before everyone's eyes.
Several men couldn't help but wish they could move their eyes closer for a better look, but with Neia present, they dared not expose their lustful interest too openly.
On the way back, Neia recounted everything that had happened between her and Remedios.
Everyone felt deeply unjust for Neia.
However, after hearing the story, Remedios said, "She deserved it. She was supposed to assist with reconnaissance outside the city, yet she failed to report the appearance of Ainz Ooal Gown in time. Worse still, she only returned after the battle had already ended. She's nothing but a coward trying to claim undeserved military credit."
Remedios then received another fifty slaps, delivered in an orderly queue.
Neia then continued to describe her training and shared her entire experience in detail.
Everyone felt even more indignant on her behalf.
Clearly, she was the only scout who hadn't fled, yet Remedios had treated her as a deserter.
This time, Remedios was "awarded" two hundred more slaps.
Again, they lined up to deliver them, but now there were noticeably more people in line.
By this point, Remedios had grown numb to the pain.
She could hardly feel the slaps anymore.
"You'll see—the Holy Queen will definitely send soldiers to rescue me!" Remedios said these words with all the pride she could muster.
But because of this single sentence, she earned another three hundred slaps. Many people feared that if they didn't seize this opportunity, they might not get another chance.
Remedios was captured for ten days and didn't see anyone coming to rescue her.
Even the Holy Queen didn't show any signs of action, as if she didn't care about Remedios at all.
Remedios was completely disregarded by the nobles, and no one reported her disappearance to the Holy Queen.
Holy Queen was no longer the person she used to be; she only cared about her carrots, and didn't even know Remedios.
On the tenth day, one of the old perverts on Neia's side couldn't stand it anymore, because Remedios's clothes were always exposing her body, and Neia hadn't let anyone change her clothes.
It was like a sweet and delicious cake placed on the table, but no one ate it, while everyone at the table was starving.
Then Remedios was violated.
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