Gilda’s emotions were aplete mess. Her rapid improvement in attainment filled her with hope that


    her attainment had genuinely received a remarkable boost. It would have brought her attainment closer


    to her fiance’s attainment.


    She used to feel inferior to her fiance, Frederick, because he was a level five royal saint while she was


    only a level nine saint. His talent and good looks were the source of a deep–seated insecurity, for she


    feared that other more capable women would take her away from him. She had longed to bridge the


    gap in their attainment and be a royal saint. That would at least put her on more equal footing with


    him.


    Despite all the good that came with it, she was nheless afraid that everything was real. She could


    not ignore the feeling of being vited by a man. The initial twinge of pain that slowly gave way to


    feelings of enjoyment was simply too distressingly vivid.


    The following morning. Gilda gradually began to wake up. As she sat on the bed, she could feel the


    strength coursing through. her body. The sudden leap in her attainment level felt ecstatic


    “Did I get a breakthrough? Just what exactly happened?” She was d that she had secured a


    breakthrough.


    s, her joy faded rapidly as soon as she examined her surroundings and her body. “What happened?


    Which son–of–a–b*tch did this?” she roared as her expression turned sour. Her innocence had been


    taloon away, and she had no idea who was responsible for st. Her chastity, which she prided herself


    on, had disappeared overnight. Overwhelmed by the seemingly. senseless act of nonconsensual


    intimacy, Gilda gritted her teeth in anger as tears welled up in her eyes.


    Wuhlrich: then entered her mom.


    “Did someonee into my roomst night?” Gilda immediately approached him and demanded an


    answer


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    Wuhlricht looked at her and nodded. “Yes”


    “Do you know who it was or what happened? Gilda’s expression became even more sullen. She was


    sure her father would have been aware of it if someone had been in her room. He might even know


    who that person was. Several questions popped up in Gilda’s mind, namely, “Why didn’t he stop the


    person? Why did he allow the person to enter my room and do that to me?”


    Wuhlricht sighed and responded, “You’re cured, Gilda. You will no longer faint at the drop of a hat.” His


    eyes then lit up as he observed Gilda’s attainment. “Are you now a level four royal saint? You’ve made


    sach astonishing progress, and the magnitude of your advancement is simply extraordinary! I didn’t


    expect your attainment to undergo such a huge leap, and your current level is also very stable. This is


    good news!”