86. Pacification Ritual (16)

Nate Elin’s yin energy, which had filled her, was gradually neutralized as it touched my yang energy.

Woowoong-

Along with a dazzling light, the Divinity bestowed by the Blessing of Radiance flowed into her.

As if scraping semen from a cunt full of another person’s sperm, and injecting new baby seeds.

My Divinity, newly filling her body, transformed into a miracle that blocked other yin energy or mental attacks.

Now, it went beyond simply healing with Divinity.

It had reached a level where it could perform similar miracles.

‘Of course, I haven’t received proper training like a real priest, but…’

I should focus on the fact that I can do it.

When I finished the work and opened my eyes.

“Kkeu, heueu, heueueu…”

Nate Elin, whose legs seemed to have given out, was kneeling, one of her tits pulled by my hand, trembling, came into view.

She, who always nervously pissed blood, seemed to be experiencing this for the first time.

Covered in sweat and saliva, she stared with unfocused eyes at the one looking down at her.

Serif.

She was looking intently at Nate Elin, her head bowed.

Hidden by her white bangs, Serif’s exact expression wasn’t visible, but.

Sallang. Sallang…

Her tail, wagging a little faster than usual, as if slightly excited, spoke for her feelings.

Kkuuuk… Tuk-!

When I squeezed Nate Elin’s tit tightly for a moment and then let go.

“Kkeuhe- Eugeueueueuk…!”

Her entire body trembled as she bit her teeth and suppressed a moan, then collapsed as if all strength had left her.

It meant she had fainted.

I watched her and quietly admired her.

‘I thought she’d at least piss herself.’

Is this truly a Paladin of the Order?

Her mental fortitude to endure pain and pleasure was considerable.

Well, come to think of it, all I did was milk her tits.

Even that was not for sexual purposes, but merely a means for easier miracle bestowal.

Teopseok.

I grabbed Nate Elin’s hair as she was about to collapse and called Jubel, who was guarding the faithful from the rear.

As soon as Jubel arrived, she seemed to grasp the situation and clicked her tongue.

“Balkan-a. Did you ruin another woman?”

“What the hell are you talking about? I treated her with a benevolent heart.”

“It is a treatment, alright. A libido treatment. If a guy like you, with big, thick, calloused, and incredibly strong hands, crushes a woman’s sensitive and soft tits like that, even the most benevolent and pure faithful will end up unable to sleep peacefully every night unless they crush their own tits and masturbate vulgarly. Saintess-nim, don’t you think so too?”

“…Yes?”

Embarrassed by Jubel’s merciless wording and direct address, Serif glanced at me, her eyes darting.

More precisely, my hand.

The sensation of crushing Nate Elin’s tit still lingered, causing veins to bulge on the back of my hand and forearm.

Kkulkkok…

Serif, looking at the back of my hand, unconsciously swallowed.

“Eut…!”

As if surprised at herself for swallowing while looking at a man’s hand, she stiffened her cat tail, forming an exclamation mark.

“W-well, that’s… trueee…”

As Serif, blushing in embarrassment, hesitantly replied, tapping her index fingers together.

“Right? See? Even the Saintess-nim thinks so.”

Jubel chuckled, as if she had seized an opportunity.

“Ah. Just take her quickly and guard her until she wakes up. She’ll regain consciousness and get up in two hours at the latest.”

“Onyaa.”

“Don’t drag out your words.”

“Onyanyanyanyanyaoong.”

Jubel, a cow beast-man who made cat meows, hoisted Nate Elin onto her back and returned to the rear.

She would probably entrust her to other faithful so they could focus on guarding.

As Jubel left, I bowed my head to Serif.

“I apologize, Serif-nim. I will manage my party members properly.”

For a mere explorer to say such vulgar and shameful things to the Saintess of the Order.

As the party leader, I was rightfully responsible.

“No. No! It’s fine! Please don’t bow your head… I-it wasn’t exactly wrong, after all…”

“Huh?”

“Eut, th-that’s… not what I meant…!”

Had Jubel’s words caused confusion?

Serif hastily waved her hands, explaining.

“Should I call it empathy, or, when Balkan-nim squeezed and massaged my tit- no, my chest. My heart also went dokidoki… and at night, I couldn’t properly sleep…”

As she continued speaking, Serif’s breathing grew rougher, and her face flushed red.

However, Serif’s strange behavior didn’t stop there.

She gradually approached me, then rubbed her breasts against my chest, which was exposed after I took off my breastplate.

“I-I want to… e-experience that again, should I say…”

“Serif-nim?”

“Balkan-nim, with this hand…”

Hwiririk-

Serif, who had wrapped my wrist with her pure white cat tail, pulled my hand to her chest.

Soon after.

“Like that day, in the mental landscape…”

Pook-

She placed her palm over the back of my hand, making me tightly grasp her soft, bare breast.

“Me, roughly…”

Being suddenly tempted, I felt a strange sensation.

The armor touching Serif slowly heated up with body temperature, and a reaction came from below.

Seeing Serif, with an embarrassed expression, utter words she wouldn’t normally say.

An instinct to immediately knock her down and corrupt her so much that she could never call herself a Saintess again surged within me.

But beyond that, my head grew cold.

I swallowed my breath and threw my axe straight towards the ceiling of the tentacle labyrinth.

Kwadeudeudeuk!

Along with the sound of Bernie roughly chewing on something.

“…Ah.”

Serif, with her alluring gaze, suddenly opened her eyes wide, as if regaining her senses.

I held in my hand a fragment of a Soulstone dropped by a wild High-ranking Incubus that had been disturbing the surface of the mental landscape directly above us.

“That was dangerous.”

“……”

“It seems we were all momentarily overwhelmed by yin energy because of this fellow.”

“…Y-you’re right…”

“It’s a stealthy one, barely within my perception. Where on earth did a creature like this come from?”

It was truly a mystery.

To almost naturally force its way into the surface of the mental landscape to this extent, it was clearly a High-ranking Incubus.

Although it was a wild Incubus not contracted with Lilith.

It wasn’t the kind of creature that should appear on just the 23rd floor.

Even I would have found it difficult to notice if it weren’t for Serif’s sudden surge of temptation.

It only ended like this because it was us; if it had been other faithful, they might have been unknowingly taken over by the Incubus.

I recalled Nate Elin having come supported by Serif.

Are creatures like these roaming around in the current Tentacle Labyrinth?

‘What is Lilith doing right now? She barely removes any traps and even scatters these crazy Incubi.’

While internally cursing the Familiar managing the Tentacle Labyrinth.

[Hmm…? This taste is…]

Bernie, who had dealt with the Incubus, smacked her lips.

[Why, what taste is it? Is it the taste of lies?]

[What nonsense. This taste is… a taste mixed with the Demonic energy of Sloth. It’s similar to the Chimera Monster I devoured on the 16th floor some time ago.]

Chimera Monster.

It was a disgusting creature I had seen in the Sloth Worshiper’s laboratory, with Demonic energy thickly smeared on the bodies of various Monsters, including wyverns.

Why would a Monster similar to that creature be here?

Pondering, I looked at Serif again.

“…!”

Had she belatedly realized what she had done?

Serif’s eyes widened as she looked at my hand placed on her chest.

“Eut. S-sorry-! …?”

She hastily dropped her arm that had been holding the back of my hand.

And even though she had removed her hand, she looked at my hand, which was still stuck to her breast, with a questioning expression.

Dokidoki, dokidoki, dokidoki…

Beyond the soft, bare breast that fit perfectly in one hand, I could hear her heart beginning to beat wildly.

“Serif-nim.”

“…Yes?”

“Both the 22nd floor and the 23rd floor. It seems something unusual is happening.”

“Yes. I, I’ve also been feeling a sense of unease… Eut…”

“There’s a stealthy Incubus with the Demonic energy of a Sloth Worshiper, capable of ambushing me. It smells fishy.”

“Nehet… Eut… But, why do you keep touching my chest… Heut…”

Kkuuwoooouuk…!

I asked, grasping the soft fat that enveloped my fingers each time I massaged.

“You’re saying strange things. It’s as if I’m doing this because I want to.”

“Eut…”

“This is what you wished for, isn’t it, Serif-nim?”

“……!”

A High-ranking Incubus can stimulate the surface of the mental landscape to draw out a person’s true nature.

This meant that the High-ranking Incubus I had just killed hadn’t simply made up words out of thin air.

Serif’s words about wanting to be roughly handled by me were also an instinct she had suppressed within herself.

“D-don’t, don’t, heut… N-not now…”

Serif’s gaze turned towards the other faithful guarding the surroundings.

Ever since Nate Elin had received the miracle and let out trembling moans, they had subtly averted their gaze, pretending to look elsewhere, but.

Now, having heard the Saintess’s moans, they were staring at me and Serif with wide eyes.

“Are those gazes scary?”

“…Th-that’s…”

“Because of your title as Saintess? Because you’re a Saintess who must remain chaste?”

“……”

Behind the scenes, Serif had been spreading rumors that I was a Saint in order to somehow create a fait accompli with me.

But now that I had approached her like this, she merely offered her breasts obediently and let me massage them.

I extended my other hand as well, grasping both of Serif’s tits.

Unlike a moment ago, this was clearly an act of my own will.

At that, Serif’s eyes widened.

The expressions of the other faithful need not be mentioned.

“Heut…!”

“Don’t worry, Serif-nim.”

But now that Nate Elin had also passed out.

No one dared to rush out, shouting, “How dare you lay hands on the Saintess-nim!”

Apart from Serif spreading rumors that I was a Saint, I had provided many proofs.

I had caught the mole that the deceased Jealousy Worshiper had planted in the Order.

And I had healed those who had been afflicted by Incubi or injured, like Nate Elin a moment ago, with dazzling Divinity.

Therefore, they dared not treat someone who might truly be a Saint carelessly.

And most importantly.

Sallang sallang…

Seeing her cat tail, limp and wagging as if soaked in happiness, I could clearly tell Serif’s reaction to me grasping her breasts.

“This is by no means a lewd act, so it’s fine.”

“F-fine, you say? Heut-”

Joomul joomul…

“M-my chest, eut…”

“This is merely for bestowing a miracle.”

“M-miracle… Hoou… bestowal…?”

“Yes. It’s just bestowing a miracle. Just like Nate Elin a moment ago.”

“…Like, before…”

“The chance of failure is still high without physical contact, so please understand my inexperience.”

“W-well, if that’s the case, then I can’t help-”

Kkuuuk, kkuuuk…!

“Heugeut?! Heuu…? Eueueut…♡”

“Nate Elin fulfilled her duties as a Paladin before receiving the miracle, but Saintess-nim, you shouldn’t fall into threats from Incubi in the first place. I believe you need to receive the miracle before you are afflicted.”

“Th-that’s, haang… I also th-think so… I must lead the faithful…”

Sagak, sagak…

“Hii… M-my nipple…♡ Scratching it with your fingernails over my clothes is d-dangerous…! Hieueu…♡”

“Serif-nim. Don’t close your legs and pull your butt and chest back.”

“Eut, but…”

“If physical contact is broken, I’ll have to pour Divinity again. We have a long way to go, and I might have to use it many times, so I need to conserve Divinity.”

“Th-that’s…”

“I don’t necessarily have to touch your chest directly. Unlike Nate Elin, Serif-nim, you weren’t afflicted by the Incubus’s yin energy; this is for prevention. However.”

Uttuk.

I stopped flicking Serif’s breasts with my index finger and quietly looked down at her.

Her waist already half-relaxed, she gazed intently only at me with alluring, unfocused eyes.

“Do you truly wish for that?”

At the words, “Should I stop pressing your nipples?”

Serif, who looked at the surrounding faithful with an anxious gaze that was almost desperate.

Far from replying, she felt a small sense of relief seeing the priests who were merely staring at them as if entranced.

“……”

Once again, she wrapped my wrist with her pure white cat tail.

One hand on her breast.

The other…

On her lower abdomen.

Over her womb, where the Incubus’s symbol, a mix of the white of Divinity and the pink of yin energy, had appeared and deepened after I had mingled bodies with Serif in the mental landscape that day.

“……♡”

There was no verbal conversation, but.

Her actions were a clearer answer than anything else.

I then placed my hand directly on her womb.

Woowoowoowoong-

I emitted dazzling Divinity.