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There's nothing shameful about the sound; it's a perfectly healthy spa treatment.
In fact, hydrotherapy can be divided into soaking baths, showers, jet baths, whirlpool baths, bubble baths, etc.
Thermal effects: Warm water can promote blood circulation, metabolism, relax muscles, and soften soft tissues.
Cold effect: Cold water can reduce pain, inflammation, and swelling.
The basic factors that enable hydrotherapy to have a therapeutic effect are temperature stimulation and mechanical stimulation.
Temperature stimulation involves water temperatures that are either higher or lower than body temperature. Warm and cold stimuli can elicit completely different reactions in the human body. The reaction to cold stimuli is rapid and intense, while the reaction to warm stimuli is slower and less intense.
The greater the difference between water temperature and body temperature, the stronger the reaction; the wider the temperature stimulation range, the stronger the stimulation. The duration of the effect is directly proportional to the degree of reaction within a certain time range. For example, cold stimulation can cause excitement in a short time, but paralysis can occur after a long time.
Repeated application of temperature stimulation weakens the response; therefore, the intensity of stimulation should be gradually increased during hydrotherapy to maintain a sufficient response.
Saint Karina was using temperature stimulation, and now she was already aroused. The girl's movements beneath her transmitted equally intense pleasure to her.
Actually, the size of the Holy Sword is always a bit large, but fortunately, neither the Captain nor Saint Karina is a first-timer, so this size is just right.
The sturdy holy sword split in two, piercing the woman's most vulnerable spot. Both women went mad.
In fact, in highly private spas, it is usually recommended to first create the appropriate atmosphere and scent, which can be achieved through lighting and music.
Afterwards, you can change into loose and comfortable clothes, light scented candles, and play soothing music to awaken your senses of sight, hearing, and smell.
Then, while your skin is still slightly damp and soft, take slow, deep breaths and gently massage every inch of your skin to relax your cells through the sensory stimulation of smell and touch.
Raise your legs and massage from the soles of your feet along your calves and thighs toward your heart. You can do the same with your arms. For your abdomen, use circular massage techniques. This helps to reduce fat and shape your body, allowing you to easily enjoy the relaxation of a spa treatment.
253. Freckled Girl
In this way, the captain's daughter is now her property.
Any woman conquered by the Holy Sword will be affected mentally and will not betray the sword's master, Saint Karina.
The route was changed; Santa Karina knew of another route besides the many safe ones.
This was a route she had found when she was adventuring with Ernest VII; it wasn't a secret, and it didn't matter if others knew about it.
Next, she still had something to do that she had promised Miss Virginie.
The follow-up to the case of the Sea Ghost must be concluded today.
We walked through a maze-like corridor, yet the passageways were beautifully decorated. The corridors were large and complex like a maze, but this didn't clash with the ship's overall beauty.
Mrs. Fremont and her daughter were staying in room 1919 in section B of first class. The door was closed, just like when the two of them had come before.
"Knock down."
Saint Karina knocked lightly on the door twice. The sound was just loud enough for the person inside to hear.
"Which one?"
The voice is that of a young person.
"It's me, the former train police officer."
Saint Karina replied.
So the door was opened again. Her cheeks were still very thin, and she had a few small freckles on her face. Not many, in fact, after seeing so many flawless faces, Saint Karina thought she was quite cute, with a delicate and charming appearance.
However, the blood-stained gauze on her forehead and the bruises on her face gave her cuteness a broken and torn feel.
The girl, around fifteen or sixteen years old, was so delicate and frail that she might fall over on the boat if the waves were large.
"Is there anything else you need?"
Her eyes were filled with doubt.
They've probably given all the evidence they could, so it's unclear why Santa Karina is contacting her again at this time.
"Actually, I have already found the real culprit in that previous case."
Saint Karina said this deliberately.
The freckled girl didn't react, but she made way for Saint Karina to sit on the only gray fabric sofa in the room and talk slowly.
However, Saint Karina noticed that there was a slight wavering and trembling in her eyes.
Where is your mother?
"She...was a little hungry and went out to get something to eat."
The room wasn't very big. First-class passengers in section B were people who didn't want to stay in economy class but also didn't want to spend money on tickets for section A. Santa Karina didn't sense anyone in the room, so the other person wasn't lying.
However, this is the time when sea spirits might appear, so it's hard to say whether they went out because they were hungry.
"Is that so...that's a real shame."
"No, I'll tell my mother the outcome of the case later."
The freckled girl was very reserved; she didn't sit down immediately.
"Excuse me, Miss Railway Police Officer, would you like something to drink?"
What do you have here?
"Soft drinks, juice, beer, and red wine are all in the fridge."
Both the A and B sections of first class are equipped with mini-fridges.
It's sufficient for storing food or beverages.
"Red wine is what my father likes to drink. So is beer. My mother and I only drink juice and soft drinks."
Abstaining from alcohol completely may not only be due to a low alcohol tolerance, but also to a deep-seated aversion to alcohol.
"Then I'll have a glass of juice too."
Santa Karina didn't hear about the traditional "sleepy tea" item, so she ordered "sleepy juice" instead.
She was curious whether the other party would make a move on her at night.
Having learned the outcome of the case, will this adorable little culprit do something truly terrible to the beautiful train policewoman who traveled alone without any companions?
"Okay, Miss Railway Police, please wait a moment."
The other person nodded, looking rather docile.
If the truth hadn't been uncovered, it would be hard for most people to imagine that such a child would become the murderer of his own father.
She walked slowly toward the kitchen, which was not large, much smaller than the captain's kitchen, and only slightly larger than the bathroom.
Inside, it's only a place for personal free movement and heating up food. Cooking is a bit of a stretch because the passageway is very narrow and long after the stove was built.
The refrigerator is not even as tall as a person, only reaching chest height. It has two compartments: the upper compartment is for refrigeration, and the lower compartment is for freezing.
The freckled girl opened the refrigerator compartment, took out the orange juice, then picked up a glass and poured the golden liquid into it. A layer of condensation quickly formed on the room-temperature glass, standing out prominently on the glass's surface.
The drink cap was screwed back on; she wasn't even going to pour herself a drink.
"Miss train police officer, please have a drink."
She carefully handed over the cup, her freckled eyes looking somewhat meek and submissive. This wasn't an act; it was probably an instinctive reaction.
Unhappy life experiences and painful childhoods can foster this personality trait: a habitual, cautious observation of others' words, actions, and facial expressions. There's a constant fear of saying or doing the wrong thing and being scolded or even beaten.
Life is unfair. Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouth, while others have to be mindful of others' moods, learn to read the room, and struggle to survive.
Saint Karina used magic to detect it; there were no suspicious substances, no poison, and no computer parts inside. It looked like just an ordinary glass of juice.
However, faced with the impending revelation of the truth, Santa Karina wouldn't lower her guard and drink the beverage offered by the culprit just because he seemed cute and pitiful. Even if it might just be an ordinary glass of juice.
She couldn't gamble something that was absolutely certain onto something that was almost certain. Magic wasn't omnipotent, and her nose and senses weren't 100% accurate, so the juice was definitely not drinkable.
"Excuse me, I'm not actually thirsty. Why don't you drink it yourself?"
"Glug. Glug."
The freckled girl actually drank it.
"My mother told me that things must not be wasted. Otherwise, my father would be angry."
Father... her damned father, is gone.
“My father said I was a money-loser, unable to inherit the family business, and destined to get married in the future. Therefore, she was very strict with my mother and me, and we had to obey her.”
Despite losing her father, the freckled girl still behaves like a wound-up machine, rigidly and meticulously carrying out every instruction her father would give without ever being displeased.
"Actually, even if you obey, it might not be useful. Your father might be angry because of something else. I'm sorry, Miss Train Police, you must be embarrassed. Now you can tell me your result."
She blinked and sat down next to Saint Karina. Although she was so well-behaved, Saint Karina felt an inexplicable strangeness.
She doesn't look like a human anymore; she's more like an inorganic doll with something else inside its core.
The girl appears well-behaved on the surface, but her heart is filled with madness.
254. What is the truth?
"Don't be so nervous, I won't eat you. I won't lay a hand on minors."
Saint Karina made a joke.
However, it was a lame joke. Because of the change in the freckled girl's aura, she didn't respond.
"Okay, it seems you're more interested in the outcome of the case."
"Let me think. Your mother ran out in the middle of the night, right after a murder on the boat and her husband's accident. Was she just incredibly brave, or was there another reason?"
Saint Karina's lips curled into a playful smile.
"Miss train police officer, wild guesses are not the truth. Without evidence, the principle of 'innocent until proven guilty' applies."
"It's not that there's no evidence. Because it will come out very soon."
"The vengeful spirit has appeared."
She didn't even need to use divine words; Saint Karina simply used a simple spell.
That's enough, because from the very beginning, nothing could escape her magic eyes.
The origin of the Demon Eye is quite mysterious. It's not something befitting a saintly figure like the Eye of God; rather, it was bestowed upon her by the former Demon King of the Demon Clan. Or rather, it was when she was unable to resist him that he forcibly placed his hand into her eye and shoved it into her.
The gift of saving the Demon Prince's heir was a mature woman who had once been Saint Karina's humiliation, but now seemed to have become indifferent to it all.
The temporary magic eye, similar to past and future vision, is indeed quite useful.
Although one cannot see one's own future, in battle and in such unsolved cases, one can quickly uncover falsehoods, see through the essence of things, and obtain the truth.
"Humans who collude with sea vengeful spirits will not have a good end."
As Santa Karina drew to a conclusion on the matter, she finally smelled the strong fishy smell of the sea.
"Miss train police officer, you shouldn't have said that."
The freckled girl smiled slightly, but the smile was already cold.
"You want to kill someone?"
"No, I just need to make sure you can't speak."
The pale blue rune in the room had disappeared; it was just an illusion, and the original rune had been hidden somewhere.
Something appeared behind the freckled girl—a withered, deformed water ghost. The water ghost appeared to be a woman, with frighteningly cloudy eyes.
"Even if you use magic and don't know how to make it appear, as long as you pretend you didn't see it, I definitely won't attack you."
Her face was expressionless.
"Do you know? My father really enjoyed abusing us. He not only cheated on me, but also beat and verbally abused my mother and me. So, was it wrong for me to use someone else to do the dirty work?"
My mother and I didn't lift a finger. At most, we took the crystal, performed a little magic trick, and tampered with it so he wouldn't notice.
If he hadn't been tempted by women in the middle of the night and hadn't had any improper thoughts, none of this would have happened.
His face, which had been calm, became somewhat distorted as he spoke.
The baby's once cute, chubby face now looks like a grotesque water ghost.
This is a normal personality change that occurs in people who become entangled with the sea spirits, are not killed by them, but instead choose to aid and abet the sea spirits in killing.
They are usually sensitive and easily angered, easily triggered by the slightest emotion, and their darkest thoughts are amplified and then acted upon, turning them into violent and cruel individuals.
Just like how humans and ghosts, if they spend too much time together, they can become gloomy, pale-skinned, and neither human nor ghost.