Having decided on the punishment, the next step was to decide the time limit.
It was already evening, and they still needed to sleep. So, they ultimately set a two-hour limit.
Two hours of chasing and evading within the cramped dormitory.
With the space and time limits set, both Amelia and Eileen’s expressions turned serious. Regardless of who won, both felt this challenge held a certain degree of difficulty.
But precisely because it was difficult, with the risk of failure looming, they needed to train even harder!
Wind God’s Dance Step!
Amelia drew the power of the wind around herself, making her body exceptionally light and agile. She quickly dashed toward Eileen’s position.
With a light spring, Eileen swiftly left her original spot, retreating right beside the bedroom door.
Amelia sped up and continued to charge forward. Eileen retreated again, but her movement into the bedroom was a feint. After stepping back twice, she suddenly pushed off with force, leaping directly over Amelia’s head and landing back in the living room.
Amelia could only turn around and chase again.
The vast night stretched out.
A night breeze gusted in through the open window, bringing a cool, crisp sensation.
Amelia and Eileen thus engaged in their swift pursuit. Although the dormitory was very cramped, it still allowed their chase to appear exceptionally intense.
In the past, Amelia had never maintained such high-speed movement for an extended period. So, it wasn’t long before she began to feel tired.
In contrast, Eileen was still brimming with energy, maintaining a certain distance that Amelia just couldn’t close.
Several times, Amelia almost thought she was about to catch Eileen, but Eileen always managed to slip away agilely, like a swimming fish, leaving her at the very brink of success.
My application of the Wind God’s Dance Step is indeed not proficient enough. Even though Eileen has the Jump Enhancement ability, within a small area, the Wind God’s Dance Step should be more useful. Yet, even so, I can’t touch her. Besides the difference in Rank, it’s definitely because my ability utilization isn’t good enough.
Amelia felt her own shortcomings keenly.
This made her expression grow even more serious. Even feeling the fatigue, she had to keep attacking, trying relentlessly to catch Eileen.
After all, if she failed, she would be the one getting spanked!
The very thought of Eileen doing that to her in front of a massive audience made Amelia’s focus sharpen instantly.
There was no way she could let that happen!
“Whoosh!”
Bathed in the wind, Amelia rapidly chased Eileen.
Eileen constantly retreated, evading Amelia’s pursuit. At the same time, she said, “Miss Lily, your control over your power isn’t quite right. You’re wasting a lot of energy. Some superfluous movements can be simplified. And remember to synchronize your breathing with the rhythm…”
As she dodged, Eileen even began to lecture Amelia on the flaws in her pursuit.
Although she was only one Rank higher than Amelia, as the future Sword Saint of the original plot, her talent on the path of cultivation was obvious. She could accurately identify and point out the issues with Amelia’s form.
Hearing Eileen’s words, Amelia subconsciously adjusted her movements, trying to accomplish her goal while conserving more strength.
But even with Eileen’s guidance, Amelia couldn’t instantly eliminate all her problems. A person’s progress had to come step by step; there was no skipping ahead.
Half an hour, one hour, one and a half hours…
Time continued to flow by like this, and Amelia became increasingly out of breath.
“Huff… huff…”
Amelia’s small mouth opened slightly as she panted rapidly. She felt her entire body radiating heat. Beads of sweat trickled down from her forehead, and strands of her hair clung to her skin.
So tired!
She was utterly exhausted!
Time was running out, but she still hadn’t caught Eileen.
And at this moment, Eileen was neither flushed nor out of breath, clearly still possessing ample stamina.
So this is what it means to master control over one’s own power? Good control saves a proportional amount of stamina.
Leaning one hand against the doorframe, Amelia struggled to move. She felt a sore, aching sensation in her legs. Even her chest felt heavy—a weight she had long grown accustomed to, to the point of rarely noticing it distinctly. But right now, the feeling of that weight was exceptionally clear.
After taking several deep breaths, Amelia gritted her teeth and charged at Eileen again. She absolutely could not fail!
But sometimes, persistence alone doesn’t guarantee results.
In fact, more often than not, persistence doesn’t yield any reward. Because without walking the correct path, no matter how long one persists, it’s simply misplaced perseverance.
Amelia hadn’t grasped the knack for efficient power usage. Her path was insufficiently correct.
In the blink of an eye, the final half-hour passed.
After missing another lunging grab for Eileen, Amelia slumped against the back of the sofa. Her pair of porcelain-white hands clutched the sofa tightly, as if she would slide right off if she didn’t hold on.
She was doing her best to adjust her state, waiting only for a sliver of strength to recover before making another move.
But…
“Miss Lily, the two hours are up,” Eileen said, looking at Amelia.
“Time’s already up?” Amelia was stunned.
“Yes.” Eileen nodded affirmatively.
Amelia instinctively looked toward the wall clock hanging in the living room. Only then did she realize that time truly was up. During their intense chase just now, she had completely lost track of time. The only thought in her mind was catching Eileen.
It was a pity she had still failed.
The moment she realized she had failed, Amelia inevitably also thought of the punishment due upon failure. Her face instantly turned pale, then flushed crimson.
She couldn’t help but glance at the bullet comments.
[So the one who ends up punished is Amelia? Hehe, sounds pretty good.]
[I originally thought Eileen would lose. Just imagining that cool, aloof look on Eileen’s face… it would definitely be very interesting if she were treated that way. Of course, Amelia’s not bad either.]
[As Her Majesty the Queen, being treated like that by her own Guard and Maid… ehehehe… her heart must be absolutely mortified.]
[Look, look, Amelia’s blushing. You can literally see the speed of her face reddening.]
[Ehe, aren’t you going to bend over already?]
Amelia was ashamed and furious.
She hadn’t imagined catching Eileen would be so difficult. Did she really have to be treated like that by Eileen in front of so many viewers?
How utterly humiliating.
Eileen could naturally see Amelia’s mortification. She quickly said, “Miss Lily, how about we just forget about the punishment?”
Amelia was of noble status. Eileen herself had no desire to do such a thing to her. If they could simply drop it, she would also breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to face Amelia in the future.
But Amelia couldn’t readily agree to that.
Just forget it?
Could she just become a person who didn’t keep her word?
[Forget it? That’s just boring then.]
[How can we just forget it? Her Majesty the Queen must keep her word.]
[A person without integrity cannot stand.]
[Dare to bet, dare to lose!]
Seeing the bullet comments drifting by one after another made Amelia bite her lower lip slightly.
The viewers were right. How could she be a person who went back on her word? The punishment had been agreed upon; how could it just be dismissed as nothing?
“No. The punishment continues. Go ahead, Eileen.”
Amelia gritted her teeth and accepted the situation.
“But, but…”
Now, Eileen was the one at a complete loss.
Making her do such a thing to her own Queen… she felt so utterly embarrassed. Was that really something she could do? It felt incredibly disrespectful.
Amelia lay down on the sofa.
Her face was very red. After all, this was an incredibly shameful affair, and one that so many viewers would witness. Of course, she would feel extremely embarrassed. But since this was the punishment she herself had set, she would accept it even if it brought tears.
“I’m ready, Eileen,” Amelia said, forcibly enduring her embarrassment.
Eileen subconsciously moved beside the sofa.
She lowered her head, her gaze landing on Amelia. It glided from her slender shoulders, traced down the graceful curve of her back, and finally rested upon… that rounded swell.
Eileen became tense.
Even if she were thrust into the middle of a vast army and navy, she wouldn’t be this nervous. She felt sweat forming on her palms.
“Miss Lily, maybe we should just forget it after all?”
“We can’t forget it. Just begin.”
“But… but it’s really hard for me to do this.”
“What’s so hard? Just start quickly.”
“However…”
“No ‘however’.”
Amelia was dying of anxiety. She was already suppressing her mortification to let Eileen do this, so why was Eileen still hesitating to act? Didn’t she know that every single second that passed right now was pure agony for her?
But Eileen truly found it impossible to act.
She was just a Guard, just a Maid. How could she do such a thing to the young lady before her?
“Eileen, do it!” Amelia urged again.
“But you are my Queen! How can I do this to Her Majesty?” Eileen couldn’t help but say.
Hearing this made Amelia even more frustrated. Her cheeks flushed, she said, “Eileen, this is an agreed-upon matter. Since we agreed, it must be carried out.”
“But it’s really too difficult…” Eileen’s hands were trembling.
“Eileen, please, just be quick about it. If you keep not doing anything, me having to constantly urge you to do it will just make me seem even stranger, won’t it? Like I have some bizarre tastes. Please don’t make me look so pathetic.” Amelia covered her face with her hands.
Eileen’s heart was jolted.
Her constant hesitation was causing Her Majesty to feel humiliated?
As her Guard and Maid, how could she make Her Majesty feel humiliated?
But… but…
A fierce struggle broke out within Eileen’s mind. But in the end, she tremblingly raised her hand and slowly brought it down.
Amelia buried her head on the sofa, nervous and embarrassed. She absolutely didn’t dare to look at the bullet comments at a time like this, afraid of seeing some strange message that would make her even more mortified.
Just then, she felt a hand land softly on the most resilient spot on her backside, then immediately pull away as if shocked.
“Miss Lily, it’s done.”
“Done, my foot! That was just a pat! Just properly deliver the punishment I deserve!”
“This…”
“Be decisive! Don’t make me say any more weird things.”
Amelia covered her face, feeling she had never been so humiliated in her life.
Hearing Amelia say this, Eileen could only grit her teeth and raise her hand once more.
The punishment she deserved, huh?
She thought to herself, and this time she put a little force into it, letting her hand fall from a height.
Thwack!
A crisp, clear sound emerged in the living room.
This way, the most difficult first step was taken.
Once the first step was out of the way, what followed naturally became much easier.
Eileen banished all stray thoughts from her mind. She raised her hand again, and let it fall once more. Then again, and again.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack…
The sound of sharp slaps echoed one after another throughout the living room.
Throughout this process, Amelia was so utterly ashamed and furious she almost wished she could find a crack to wriggle into. She was a full-grown adult; to be treated like this…
And more importantly… had Eileen become addicted? Why was she hitting her so many times? Without a specified number, one or two smacks should have been more than enough, right? But this was already dozens of times!
Perhaps she just forgot?
Amelia quickly lifted her head, about to remind her. Just at that moment, another of Eileen’s swats landed.
At the same time as the impact landed on her body, a peculiar sensation transmitted deep into Amelia’s core. She subconsciously opened her mouth and let out an “Ahhn~”.
The instant the sound left her mouth, Amelia clapped her hands over it, her face as red as if it could drip blood.
Had she just made a strange sound?
How could she make such a strange sound?
Amelia lay there, her petite body curling up. She turned her head and looked pitifully at Eileen.
Hearing the sound Amelia made, Eileen finally stopped her hand.
Seeing Amelia looking at her now, Eileen felt as if a cute and pitiful little animal was before her eyes, instantly filling her heart with tender affection.
“S-sorry, Miss Lily. That punishment… was it enough?” Eileen asked somewhat nervously.
“It was enough.” Amelia’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
“What? Not enough?” Eileen hadn’t heard clearly.
“I said it was enough!” Amelia quickly raised her voice, afraid Eileen might slap her again.
While speaking, she even used both hands to cover her backside, as if worried Eileen might actually resume the punishment.
Eileen let out a breath. If it was enough, that was good. She had truly worried that Amelia would ask her to continue. In those moments of administering the punishment, she had felt herself on the verge of turning into a demon.
Because at that time, she had actually started to feel like she was becoming addicted. A feeling that she wanted to keep going forever.
