After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 131 - "Sacred Maiden, Is This Wine Sweet and Delicious?"

“So, to sum it up, I think there’s been a misunderstanding between us. I’m not the grand ‘proxy’ you think I am. I’m just a lowly errand boy for my master—not as impressive as you imagine...”

In the secluded cherry wood grove, He Ange was still painstakingly explaining to the petite green-red-haired girl, Xuanque.

Just moments ago, He Ange had realized something was off. Xuanque’s obsession with Feng Yuan wasn’t normal. When He Ange casually mentioned that he could take her to meet Feng Yuan, Xuanque had practically pounced on him in excitement, her eyes sparkling with joy.

From that moment, He Ange felt something was wrong.

He might have unknowingly misled a highly dangerous Feng Yuan fangirl. Xuanque seemed to believe He Ange was some high-ranking proxy of Feng Yuan, but he wasn’t. If the misunderstanding were ever cleared up, Xuanque’s cultist tendencies could spell disaster for He Ange.

So, he decided to come clean immediately.

However...

“No, no, no, no! Lord Ange, even if you’re not a proxy, you’re practically the next best thing to Feng Yuan’s proxy!”

Xuanque was brimming with excitement, genuinely seeing He Ange as her savior.

Why? Because He Ange had nonchalantly said he could take her to meet Feng Yuan. That alone was enough to earn Xuanque’s unwavering loyalty. It was a promise no other proxy of Feng Yuan had ever made in a thousand years!

Xuanque’s reasoning was simple.

Without He Ange, she might never meet another proxy of Feng Yuan. So why not seize the opportunity and cling tightly to this human youth?

“From what Ranyue said, Lord Ange, you’re heading to the Cherry Sea Secret Realm for the trial, right?”

“Uh, yeah, that’s the plan...”

“That’s wonderful! Don’t worry, Lord Ange! With me around, I can personally fetch all the treasures from the Cherry Sea Secret Realm for you!!”

As she spoke, Xuanque wriggled closer, like a little bird trying to please its master, her petite face radiating innocence and joy.

At this point, He Ange’s initial reluctance began to waver.

To be honest...

He was tempted.

After all, Xuanque was the guardian deity of the Cherry Sea Secret Realm. With her help, wouldn’t the certification trial be a walk in the park?

Moreover, Xuanque was already a subordinate of Feng Yuan. As Feng Yuan’s disciple, He Ange was working to fulfill her mission. Borrowing a little help from one of her fangirls didn’t seem like a big deal.

Hmm.

That logic made sense.

His master was so kind... oh no, so magnanimous. She wouldn’t mind, right?

“Elder Xuanque, are you serious about this?”

Under the moonlight, He Ange’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. For the first time, he revealed a glimpse of his darker side, his expression both sly and calculating.

Xuanque, sensing his shift, narrowed her enchanting eyes and smiled sweetly.

Their gazes met—one tall, one petite—and they exchanged a knowing smile. The scene resembled two cultists conspiring in secret.

“Hehe~ Don’t worry, Lord Ange! As long as it’s within the Cherry Sea Secret Realm, whatever you need, just say the word. Even if you want me to tie up the Fox Clan Sacred Maiden, knock her out, and deliver her to your bed under the moonlight... it’s no problem.”

Despite her petite stature, Xuanque’s mischievous grin exuded a genuine cultist vibe.

He Ange chuckled lightly, his demeanor turning slightly sinister.

“Since Elder Xuanque insists... then I’ll humbly accept your assistance. I may have to trouble you during the trial.”

“By the way, about taking you to meet my master...”

“Don’t worry, it’s a promise.”

He spoke with confidence.

And why not? All he had to do was take Xuanque to the abyss and hand her over to Feng Yuan. For He Ange, it was a simple matter of bringing a guest home.

Xuanque’s smile grew even brighter.

Why wouldn’t she be confident? As the guardian deity of the Cherry Sea Secret Realm, she had survived there for over a thousand years. Helping He Ange navigate the trial was a trivial task.

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In a way,

They had reached a mutually beneficial agreement.

…

Cherry Cluster Secret Realm, 9 PM.

In the cherry wood palace, behind the curtains of the moonlit window, a small wooden table sat near the edge.

The snow-white fox maiden sat at the table, a ceramic jug of sake before her. She sipped quietly, enjoying the moonlight—a serene and elegant sight.

Tonight, Xia Zhiyue wasn’t dressed formally. She wore a simple violet lace dress, held up by two straps over her shoulders. The dress hugged her figure, and the hem barely reached her knees.

As usual, she wasn’t wearing shoes. Her delicate, snow-white feet rested under the table, her toes playfully moving up and down, exuding a sense of relaxed excitement.

In the Fox Clan’s secret realm, removing shoes indoors was customary.

He Ange and Xia Ranyue followed this tradition as they arrived at the Sacred Maiden’s quarters. It was already late.

“Greetings, Sacred Maiden.”

The white-robed youth bowed slightly in respect.

Beside him, the fox princess did the same, though her expression was far less respectful. Her enchanting eyes glared at the snow-white fox maiden, as if facing a mortal enemy.

Tonight, her sister was wearing such a revealing dress—off-shoulder, low-cut, and lace-trimmed!

What infuriated Xia Ranyue even more was that the Sacred Maiden, the esteemed leader of the Fox Clan, had chosen such a provocative lace dress for sleepwear. The low neckline barely covered her chest, and her legs were tantalizingly visible beneath the short hem.

The “Enchanting Fox Maiden” title wasn’t just for show. Xia Zhiyue didn’t need elaborate lingerie; a simple nightgown, revealing just enough skin, was enough to captivate any man.

Thankfully,

Xia Ranyue had anticipated her sister’s schemes and came prepared.

Tonight, Xia Ranyue wore a black-and-white lace dress, paired with over-the-knee white stockings adorned with five pink paw pads on the soles.

According to He Ange, this outfit was called a “maid dress” in his homeland, and the stockings were “cat paw socks.”

Aside from the slightly tight fit around the chest, Xia Ranyue didn’t mind the outfit.

After all, the maid dress He Ange gave her was worlds apart from traditional servant attire. Instead of looking tacky, the black-and-white color scheme added a touch of elegance. Paired with her nine tails, she exuded both cuteness and allure.

According to He Ange, in his homeland, a fox maiden dressed like this, calling out “Master~” in a coquettish voice, could make any man fall for her instantly.

So, Xia Ranyue wore it.

And it suited her perfectly.

If she didn’t mention it, no one in the Fox Clan would guess it was a maid dress. She simply treated it as part of her wardrobe.

“Mr. He, it’s so late, and yet you’ve come. You must be tired...”

“Come, sit.”

Xia Zhiyue’s lips curved into a charming smile as she saw the young human she admired. Under the moonlight, her expression was soft and inviting.

Tonight, the Sacred Maiden seemed gentler and more elegant than usual.

He Ange took his seat. Immediately, the Sacred Maiden pushed a cup of sake toward him, her gaze warm and welcoming, as if comforting a weary younger brother returning home.

Meanwhile, Xia Ranyue, uninvited, sat beside He Ange.

She wasn’t about to back down.

Before He Ange could lift his cup, the fox maid leaned in, placing a hand on his thigh. She picked up a piece of bean cake from the table and brought it to his lips—

“Ange, let me feed you~”

As she spoke, her hand gently pressed against his thigh, kneading softly. The sensation sent a tingling warmth through He Ange’s body.

He swallowed hard, feeling the tension rise.

He had a bad feeling about tonight...

Leaning closer, Xia Ranyue whispered in his ear, “Master~ Ah~ Open wide~”

Her voice was sweet and seductive.

The soft “Ah~” that followed was like a gentle caress, sending shivers down He Ange’s spine. His heart itched with the sound.

In the end, he opened his mouth, letting Xia Ranyue feed him the bean cake.

“Master~ You bit my finger~”

She whispered in his ear, her voice soft and teasing, meant only for him. The Sacred Maiden across the table couldn’t hear her.

“You’re the one who shoved it into my mouth...”

He Ange replied telepathically.

But the fox maid didn’t care. She withdrew her finger, staring at the thin silver thread that connected it to his lips. Her cheeks flushed as she froze momentarily.

The Sacred Maiden, sitting across from them, noticed everything.

To be honest, Xia Zhiyue was a bit impressed.

She hadn’t expected her silly little sister to be so skilled at seduction.

Though she couldn’t hear what Xia Ranyue had whispered to He Ange, she wasn’t particularly concerned. Aside from a hint of jealousy, she didn’t feel much.

After all, she had only recently met He Ange. There was no deep emotional attachment. Xia Zhiyue simply admired the young human and wanted to win his loyalty—nothing more.

The desire for capable followers was a natural instinct for any ruler.

Tonight,

Xia Ranyue’s affection for He Ange and Xia Zhiyue’s desire to conquer him weren’t mutually exclusive.

With this in mind, the snow-white fox maiden let out a soft, cold laugh.

She brought her fingers together, using her spiritual energy to lift the cup of sake and float it toward He Ange’s lips—

“So, Mr. He likes being served like this, hmm?”

Her voice was teasing, with a mature charm.

Under the table, her delicate white foot stealthily reached out.

—!

The fox maiden’s foot brushed against He Ange’s leg, slowly sliding upward, her toes playfully teasing.

At first, He Ange maintained his composure. Even as the fox maiden’s foot caressed him, he showed no reaction.

But,

As he lifted the cup to drink, the mischievous foot ventured further, moving between his legs.

The moment he felt it, He Ange clenched his thighs tightly, trapping the Sacred Maiden’s foot and preventing it from going any further.

Meanwhile, the faint smile on his face began to falter.

“Sacred Maiden, this is a bit...”

He began to speak.

“Is this wine not sweet and delicious?”

She interrupted, her voice cool and elegant.

Her tone was so ambiguous that, for a moment, He Ange almost misheard “this wine” as “this foot.”

“Hmm? Why is your face so red~”

Across the table, the snow-white fox maiden licked her lips, her enchanting smile tinged with mischief.

Because, after all these days...

She had finally managed to make the pure and composed youth blush.