Chapter 136 – Isekai Milf – Saintess Arc (8)
137. Isekai MILF – Saintess Arc (8)
-Interlude Thoughts-
When I first came to this other world, I even considered taking Cecilia’s wife right in front of her husband if he were alive.
I didn’t care about the circumstances of the general store couple, and more than anything, I thought that the depraved pleasure would be incredibly thrilling.
Of course, my mindset hasn’t really changed even now.
The Saintess and the high priest, Ivan…
To be honest, I feel a bit guilty since Ivan is such a faithful and dedicated person. From what I’ve overheard, they’ve known each other for almost seven years.
It was a poignant relationship that you’d rarely see even in a shoujo manga.
Well, I’m not a bad person either. It’s not like it’s been decided that I’m going to take the Saintess. Of course, if the opportunity arises, I won’t go out of my way to refuse, but anyway, Maribi said no sex for now, right? If things go well, he might even take her first virginity.
Okay. I’ve decided.
Even if Serena ends up being taken by me, I’ll make sure Ivan can still be happy.
Because I’m a good person.
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Morning.
As I was passing through the cathedral’s courtyard, I saw McKellen near the training grounds, waving at me with a grin. He soon noticed something different and asked me about it.
“What’s this? I don’t see your wooden sword today. I was thinking of teaching you some shield techniques soon… Did you give up on swordsmanship?”
“Of course not. I’d love to learn more, but actually, this time…”
I briefly explained to him that I was going to learn how to use divine power to boost my body’s immunity. I didn’t mention who was teaching me.
McKellen nodded slightly in agreement.
“Come to think of it, Raul, you’ve been training your body raw without using any divine power. There’s nothing like that for building a foundation… Well, you have been looking listless during training lately. It seems like a good idea.”
“I’ll challenge you again when I’m feeling better. I’ll definitely learn shield techniques too.”
“Heh heh. Sure. But if you want to learn from me, you better hurry. I’m getting promoted and will be going to the capital with the Saintess’s group. Or do you want to come with us?”
“Hmm. I’ll think about it…”
I gave him a light greeting and went inside the cathedral to find the Saintess.
“Then, let’s begin.”
With Serena, who was wearing her saintess robes reverently, in front of me, my training in divine power, along with my pursuit of the Saintess, began in earnest.
Of course, it would have been ideal if we were in Serena’s bedroom, but as expected, I was in her office.
While Serena explained the theoretical aspects, I was organizing the information in my head. The gist of it was this:
Divine power is a lower form of power derived from divine energy, and obtaining it is possible through sincere faith in the Goddess and her grace.
As with everything, there are differences in people’s ‘vessels,’ so there are differences in the amount of divine power that can be contained. However, if one receives direct grace from the Goddess or absorbs holy artifacts, it is possible to expand one’s vessel.
Of course, how many people would experience such a stroke of luck?
So, the key is ‘how efficiently you can use the divine power you have.’
Although advanced usage is premature, if I can at least circulate this sacred energy through my body, it will greatly help in boosting my overall immunity and strengthening my body.
It’s a lower form of power, but since it’s similar in nature to divine energy, it might even be able to mitigate Maribi’s curses.
No, maybe that’s too ambitious for now.
“Your divine power is very pure and vast, Disciple. However, if you don’t know how to use it, it’s all useless. Now, straighten your chest again and focus on feeling the power surging within you.”
“Yes. Hmm…”
Standing reverently with my hands clasped in front of me in the center of the office, the Saintess stood beside me and calmly guided me.
To be honest, I can’t really tell if the power I’m feeling is magic, divine energy, or divine power… Is it because my vessel is so large, as she said? It feels like all of them are powerful forces.
“Just a moment…”
As I was struggling to get a grasp on it, Serena, who had been gazing at me intently, slowly moved closer to me and… gently took my hand, placing it on top of hers.
I never expected to have my first skinship like this. More than that, oh, she’s so soft…
And with the sweet scent wafting from Serena’s long hair that was almost touching me, I became incredibly nervous, unlike my usual self.
Is it because she’s the Saintess?
When Cecilia acted similarly, I was filled with thoughts of taking her, but now it’s not easy to be so relaxed.
“I’m currently infusing you with divine power. It’s a power with regenerative properties, so it won’t harm you. Now, how is it? Do you feel a similar energy? …Hmm, just a moment.”
Serena, holding my hand across from me, blinked her pretty eyelashes.
“The energy in your body is fluctuating irregularly. Is there something that’s making it hard for you to concentrate?”
“Well, that’s…”
I shyly averted my gaze. With my cheeks slightly flushed, I hesitated for a moment before finally answering honestly in a soft voice.
“I, it’s because your beauty is so stunning up close. So, I’m, strangely nervous… Ugh… I’m sorry. I’ll concentrate, so… please try again.”
Even though I was acting, my face was genuinely burning.
Damn it. What’s wrong with me?
Serena seemed to sense my sincerity from my embarrassed expression. Her serious face softened slightly, and she awkwardly smiled as she complimented me.
“Oh my. Hehe… Thank you. Well, um, Disciple Raul, you’re cute and… handsome too?”
“Ah… T, thank you.”
Serena gave me a gentle smile, complimenting my appearance in a way that felt like she was talking to a child.
But in the meantime, she was slightly pursing and releasing her lips… It seems she’s not very used to this kind of thing.
In other words, it seemed like it was the first time Serena had received such a direct and honest compliment in a personal setting. Could it be that she and Ivan have never had a romantic conversation when they were alone? That’s quite something.
Even though it’s a one-dimensional compliment, there’s nothing that works better. Even if she tries to keep things professional, she doesn’t seem as sharp as Entike, so if I maintain this attitude, I believe I can continue to land effective hits.
The private lessons continued in this manner for a while, and by the end, I had barely managed to distinguish divine power and had gained knowledge of the theoretical aspects of how to use it.
For reference, my learning speed was said to be quite fast from an objective point of view. Maybe I’m not a genius, but at least a gifted or talented person.
While I was thinking that, I gulped down the holy water she had prepared, gradually mitigating Maribi’s debuff.
Good. I’m feeling energized. I should try learning some shield techniques in the afternoon.
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Whether it was because of the holy water Serena gave me, or just because Maribi had cast a convenient spell, my libido was becoming more active again lately.
It seems like I’m becoming a bit lax in my training… but oh well, it’ll be fine.
Olivia and Beleani, who were feeling a sense of loss from not being able to properly engage with me, would look at me with their big, pretty eyes and genuinely rejoice when I went to them for sex after work, ready to serve me.
Beleani and Olivia, dressed in perverted outfits that exposed their underbutt and vulva, would enjoy sex with me in various parts of the convent until sunset, instantly becoming the envy of the other nuns.
And maybe it was because I was being more proactive after a long time, they were so cute as they fawned over me, accepting all my whims, that I ended up making them do all sorts of perverted things.
They obediently nodded and listened to everything, which was quite a sight.
Just like when I gave Irina and Linda handjobs, I had them exchange and lick each other’s cum that I had splattered all over my palms, and then I’d gently scratch their chins for being good girls…
When Olivia would plug her cervix with her own pussy after I had filled her womb with cum, I would pull it out and have Beleani bury her face in her vulva, sucking up all the juices inside.
All while they were crawling like dogs in the open corridor, with dozens of people watching.
As Beleani made lewd sounds like ‘Beep. Beeeep…♥ Mmm. Gulp. Gulp… Slurp. Slurp♥’ while sucking on her pussy, Olivia, unable to hold back, would tremble her voluptuous ass and gush out her juices from her gaping vulva.
And it goes without saying that countless nuns were watching our lovemaking and engaging in a mass masturbation show.
Because not being honest with one’s desires was a sin.
Actually, they would stop the moment I told them to, but since it was a nice sight to see during sex, I just let them continue. Of course, this meant that the scent of females was all around me.
At night, we would all get into Olivia’s personal bed and enjoy lovemaking. It’s good that the bed has been changed to a larger size.
When I lay in the middle, two or three beautiful nuns would hug me from all sides and offer me their breasts, which was also my request.
My thirst was still going on!
I was able to suck on the nipples of the nuns with the longest nipples and drink plenty of delicious breast milk all night, but… this thirst was strangely not being quenched.
Still, when I woke up in the morning, Olivia and Beleani would be happily sucking on my dick, and when our eyes met, they would give me a bashful smile…
Seeing that, I felt somewhat satisfied and decided to be content with this.
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The private lessons with the Saintess continued for several days.
On the surface, it didn’t seem much different from the beginning, but I think it’s progressing steadily. I’m talking about the pursuit of the Saintess, not the training.
Sincere compliments, awe, embarrassment.
As these things accumulated, the Saintess, who had been so clear about public and private matters at first, was slowly getting used to me and showing good reactions.
The Saintess isn’t a fool, so she must be feeling that I like or admire her a lot.
The feeling of someone admiring you… As a human, there aren’t many people who wouldn’t enjoy the subtle sweetness it brings. And it’s not like this is a bad thing in the first place.
No matter how impenetrable someone is, if they keep receiving affection, they will eventually start giving it back.
Of course, the way she looked at me was far from the kind of affection one feels for a lover, but I thought it was just a process, so it didn’t matter.
Sometimes, when a relaxed Serena would let out a soft ‘hehe’ laugh, I would automatically feel happy.
I mean it.
I’ve treated quite a few nuns like pets so far… but now I feel like my non-existent tail is wagging.
Why do I feel like I want to do something more for the intelligent Saintess every time she shows that she’s happy…?
Wait. I’m getting too invested.
I have a feeling that something is seriously wrong.
That’s because, like a girl in love, I’ve been blushing every night as I think about Serena’s beautiful appearance and elegant demeanor…
And more than anything, this strange thirst was getting worse.
