F-Rank Puppeteer!! But I'll be Queen, and I'm not a narcissist!!!!!-Chapter 173: Arial Testing Limits

"I’ll bring the soap to clean the fake Evelyn’s body," I say while she’s in the bathtub, shamelessly touching herself. She squeezes her breasts, touches her thighs, intimate parts, and belly as if inspecting something strange.

"Why are you touching yourself?" I ask, tossing the soap at her without much care, before remembering she’s still Evelyn-sama and start lathering her more carefully.

"I’m checking things out. I’ve never had a body of flesh before. It’s a bit strange. It’s soft and flexible, but I can’t pass through it," she says, poking her thigh.

"Of course you can’t. Why would you be able to pass through it?" It would be weird if you could pass through a body. That wouldn’t be normal. After all, even though flesh is soft and supple, it’s still a solid.

"...Well, I could pass through my body. It was liquid. In fact, you could even see through it if I allowed it," she says something that only confirms my theory further: she’s the nymph that owned the cores Evelyn-sama brought back from the dungeon.

"...Are you a water nymph?" I ask her, finishing soaping her hair. She stays silent for a moment.

"Perceptive. Yes, I am a nymph whose powers are primarily focused on water. If you can deduce what I am, you must also have a rough idea of where I come from," she agrees without much interest as I start washing her body.

"Hey, hey, Eve, why are you avoiding here? My breasts and private parts need cleaning too. Don’t hesitate so much," she says, looking into my eyes with that irritating smile. Never in my life did I think I could feel anger towards a smile coming from Evelyn-sama’s body.

"Why are you so depraved?" I ask, more as an insult, as I begin to clean the intimate areas of Evelyn-sama’s body.

"Depraved? I’m not depraved, Eve. It’s in my nature to act this way. I was born like this. Depravity is an act considered profane, impure, or perverted by a being, which they commit anyway."

"For me, nothing I do is depraved. If I was already born to act this way, can you really call it depravity?" She asks a question I have no answer for, yet in a way, I understand.

To be born to fulfill something, born in a specific way that defines how you will act in the future... it’s the same for me or for Syl’Vyr. We were created with well-defined personalities, attitudes, and ways of acting, just like functions. And following that way isn’t something depraved.

"No answers, I see. It seems I’m not depraved after all," she says, standing up from the bathtub and stretching her body while water drips back into the tub after she rinsed off the soap with that same water. Evelyn-sama would normally never do this—leave her body so brazenly visible, even to me.

"So, these are my clothes? Evelyn has such a so-so style. They’re pretty but don’t expose all of her body’s beauty. The clothes Esther picked for her were much better," she says, stepping out of the bath, wetting the floor, and picking up the dress from the small table.

"Don’t complain. This isn’t your body for you to decide how it should dress," I tell her coldly, as she’s even insulting what Evelyn-sama wears.

"Ooh, so scary. What are you going to do if I insult or complain? Hit me? Go ahead, here," she approaches, grabbing my hand and placing it on her cheek while puffing out her chest, drops of water falling to the floor.

"You can slap me. But hit me hard. Don’t hold back." She taunts me with that uncomfortable smile. I pull my hand away. Seeing my gesture of rejection, she smiles—a sickeningly wide smile.

"Too much of a coward, huh? What a pity." She grabs her breasts and presses them together exaggeratedly to show me, then starts bouncing them up and down, leaving me confused by this bizarre behavior—not that her other behaviors weren’t bizarre.

"This is a beautiful body, don’t you think? I’m curious to try it out. What do you think about me sleeping with the soldiers? I can already imagine these breasts bouncing up and down as I ride on the soldiers’ veiny, sweaty dicks. I think... Ugh!" I punch her in the nose when I hear that. She falls back, holding her nose which starts to bleed as I realize what I’ve done.

"..." She puts her hand to her nose, seeing the blood flow, drops dripping onto the floor as she smiles as if she’s won something from this. She gets up, wiping the back of her hand across her nose, then takes a handkerchief from the table and starts cleaning the blood.

"That’s a strong punch... but you held back. What a pity. If you had hit me with full force, you would have broken my nose." I grab her hand and pull her.

"What is wrong with you, you freak?" I ask, my tone full of hate, squeezing her hand so hard it leaves marks.

"...I don’t understand?" She tilts her head, pretending to be confused and trying to look cute despite the blood on her nose.

"First you said you wouldn’t ruin Evelyn-sama’s reputation and would act like her in front of the soldiers, and now you spout shit like that? Do you think I’ll let you use Evelyn-sama’s body like that?" I hear the sound of my teeth grinding against each other. I feel like I’m burning with anger.

"Oh, hahahaha, that’s what this is about? I was just joking. That’s how I am. I like to see extremes from every side. I love the feeling of making others lose their cool with mere words." She pulls her hand back, making me let go.

"That’s how we nymphs act. We are beings who love to talk and talk to provoke reactions from other beings, whether those beings are demons, angels, humans, beastmen, or even animals that understand us."

"I think I’m doing well, aren’t I? You just punched your beloved master’s face and made her bleed." When she says that, guilt begins to infiltrate my heart. I lost my composure and hurt the one I’m supposed to protect.

"I obviously wouldn’t actually go through with trying to have sex with the soldiers. Evelyn likes women. Why would I sleep with a man knowing that? It doesn’t make sense, right? That would be stupid, hahahaha." When she says that, a relief stained with guilt washes over me.

"..."

"Don’t feel so bad. Anyone can fall for my word tricks if they listen long enough. I know how to shake anyone’s mind as soon as I see them and understand a bit more about them with questions." She steps away and starts getting dressed, ignoring me.

"You know, it’s obvious you’re loyal, so it’s easy to make you lose your cool if I act like I’m going to ruin Evelyn’s body." She says with a light chuckle as she slowly puts on her panties, as if mocking me.

"And now I know I can make you lose your cool enough to attack me. I wonder how far I can destroy your composure." She finishes putting on the rest of her clothes, comes over to me, and holds my hand.

"Thanks for the bath. It was delightful. Although, next time you could get in the water with me. So get ready, Eve. You’re going to hear me talk a lot more while I’m here. Hihihihahaha." She laughs—a laugh that sounds just like Evelyn’s, but in my ears, it sounds more like a stain on the true laugh of Evelyn-sama. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

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"Strange..." I murmur, unable to see anything through my relic.

"Esther-sama, is something wrong?" a soldier asks while I shift my focus to him for a moment. We just went through a battle against some angels, so everyone is resting.

"No, nothing... go inform the others we will set up the siege in two hours," I tell the soldier, who quickly heads outside. Meanwhile, I look at the relic that should be working.

"Why can’t I see Evelyn? The relic is charged..." I try to see Evelyn, but all that appears is darkness, as if something powerful is purposely blocking my chances of seeing Evelyn.

’What is happening in that place? It’s not normal for someone to be able to block a relic of this level...’ Now I’m worried. Evelyn alone could never notice she was being spied on by a religion, and worse, she could never prevent me from seeing her even if she did notice she was being watched.

’Everyone in that village is weak, and the soldiers Evelyn gained are all very average. So why is she able to block my vision?’ I try to pour even more magic into the relic.

But it ends up overloading, and even then, all I see is darkness through the relic’s lens. Even trying to force it to the extreme, it can no longer see Evelyn.

"Maybe it’s a flaw in the relic?" I murmur, strongly doubting it’s Evelyn who’s blocking my vision.

"Tsk, if I knew this defective trash would stop working, I would have ordered Elizabeth to continue spying on Evelyn and sending me reports." I put the relic away in frustration at not being able to see.

Now I don’t have time to send any of my servants to spy on Evelyn directly—none of my servants are nearby. Sending letters would take too long, and I’m busy with battles, so I can’t go myself.

’For now, I’ll have to be content with not seeing her... maybe the relic will start working again in a few days.’