Chapter 479 - 325 Saint Monica, you don’t want to either... (Request for monthly tickets, recommendation tickets)
Saint Monica felt weird about the inexplicable reactions in her body. She was proud of her spiritual cultivation, which was quite impressive. Having lived in the open-minded Oville Empire for so many years and encountering numerous outstanding men, she had always maintained her chastity.
She had never engaged in inappropriate behaviors with any man.
Of course, not with women either.
Nominally, she had a husband, but it was just to fool the public and avoid harassment.
That man was nothing more than a puppet controlled by Saint Monica. He hadn’t even touched Saint Monica’s hand, let alone shared a bed with her.
The Pope of the Holy Court and the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect were permitted to marry. Additionally, given Saint Monica’s graceful figure and beautiful appearance, it was natural for her to have no shortage of suitors.
In fact, even without her beautiful looks and attractive body, merely the position of the Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect and her status as one of the three strongest humans on the Sky Dome Continent meant that Saint Monica’s suitors were destined to be countless.
Many young and handsome gentlemen in the Empire wanted to be Saint Monica’s admirer, as being favored by Saint Monica could save them decades of struggle.
For those men who no longer wished to strive, the allure of Saint Monica was hundreds of times greater than that of girls their own age.
Thus, over the years, Saint Monica had continuously received confessions from various handsome men until her marriage somewhat improved the situation.
Among these men, there were young and handsome ones, mature gentlemen, strong and robust ones, and even those resembling younger boys. It is safe to say that Saint Monica could pick anyone if she wished. Not just one, but even seven or eight, thirty or fifty was not an issue.