When I was still looking at the handkerchief, there was someone that came up behind me that surprised me.
The saintess poked her head over my shoulder to look closely at the handkerchief, but the thing was…
It didn't seem like she cared about how her body was positioned.
Because she was coming from behind me, she was actually pressing herself up against me as she looked over my shoulder. With her pressing against me like this, I could feel the curves that her body had.
Her figure wasn't big or small, but it certainly was enough to give off a pleasant sensation.
I had to give a gulp when I felt this on my back…
But I eventually turned around and handed the Relic of Destruction over to her.
It wasn't as if I wanted to hold it any longer since I didn't enjoy the feeling that came from it.
