Some of these Roman and Greek priestesses belonged to the old faith of Minerva, while the others were Greeks. Athena had such great influence in Athens, Greece, that even if the Holy Sanctuary was sealed, there were still people secretly venerating the Shen Kan.
After a long while, the figure of Crow Queen - Triss came in. She waved her hand to dismiss the other priestesses and softly asked, "How do you feel?"
Duncan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Wonderful. I feel a flow of vitality within me."
This is true divine grace.
As a reward for Duncan re-establishing the ritual sanctuary, the newly awakened goddess Suliss bestowed him with health and vigor.
Crow Queen - Triss was about to remove her high priest robes, but Duncan reached out to stop her. This action made Crow Queen blush slightly, yet she obediently let Duncan carry her horizontally into a smaller hot spring pool.
The water in the pool shimmered, and Crow Queen - Triss’s slightly suppressed moan echoed.
The bright moon hung high.
By the time Duncan walked out of the Hot Spring Temple, it was already midnight. He felt refreshed all over, brimming with endless energy. However, Crow Queen - Triss did not come out; she remained inside, supported by a maid with a livid face, intending to find Anya for a serious confrontation.
This seductress had deceived her. The oath was kept, but she was not feeling well at all.
Anya must be taught a lesson. A heavy blow was necessary.
Southampton.
At this time, Anya was still unaware that disaster was looming. She was in a luxurious aristocratic mansion, having an intimate conversation with Duchess Igraine. Whatever she said made Igraine’s face slightly redden, as if lost in thought.
"Think it over yourself."
Anya lazily stretched, revealing her alluring curves without reserve. Being a woman, Igraine needn’t dress so conservatively. However, after standing up, a maid still re-draped a robe over her.
This Roman noblewoman’s fashion was very close to that of the early Empire, like the noblewomen in Spartacus, but slightly more splendid, revealing a deep white cleavage.
Due to this attire, she was once slapped by Crow Queen - Triss.
Impropriety has its limits.
Now she’s become more prudent outside.
Yet within the governor’s residence interior, and during private moments, Anya still often wore sheer, sensual, and alluring silk gowns, sometimes comparable to modern lingerie, sourced from an unknown plethora of Eastern silks, forcing Crow Queen - Triss to replace all the guards in the inner quarters with female guards.
On this matter, Crow Queen is much more conservative, always suppressing Anya, preventing her from acting recklessly. The early Empire’s culture had been somewhat decadent.
Anya loved being in the spotlight, becoming the center of attention, and could become slightly tremulous with excitement during public displays of sanctity.
She absolutely loved it!
Achoo.
As Anya reached the door, she suddenly sneezed, feeling something ominous but unsure of what it was, yet her heart felt guilty and anxious. She turned to glance at the pondering Igraine behind her and said seriously, "You shouldn’t stay within the house all the time. If you have a chance, come out and help me with some tasks."
"I happen to be short of manpower."
"Britannia has too few highly educated talents."
The education of this era is indescribable.
Even the Druids of the Celtic faith, in Anya’s view, couldn’t compare to even ordinary scholars of the Empire, while other native aristocrats, frankly, their literacy skills were only slightly better than illiteracy.
In the British Province, those talents promoted from among the Barbarian Race were mostly just like that.
The territory under Duncan’s rule.
The military force was undoubtedly overpowered, filled with martial spirit, but when it came to civil administration, it was simply disastrous, with many leaders in charge who were still illiterate.
In comparison, Igraine’s scholarly knowledge surpassed the vast majority.
"Could it be that Triss truly believed it?"
"Not good!"
As Anya walked, a gust of gentle wind brushed past, and in an instant, she seemed to realize something, her charming face turning slightly pale with fright.
She’s doomed this time!
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