Chapter 198

Chapter 198

Investing Through the Status Window.

Episode 198: I Am A Servant Of God…! (3)

The magic lamps sold like hotcakes.

Due to the restrictions on supply from the recent expedition, the backlog of orders was literally mountainous.

The only fortunate aspect was that with Campfire Guy Asmond added to the magic workshop, Elena didn’t have to handle every minor task. Thanks to this, she could focus solely on engraving mana circuits into the orbs, allowing her to produce one magic lamp per day instead of one every two days.

Of course, she could produce more if she wanted, but that would skew Elena’s life too much in this direction, so Allen intentionally set a limit.

Anyway, as the business prospered, there was a slight change in Allen as well.

[Stamina: 24]

A few years ago, his stamina, which hovered around 10, had now surpassed 20. It was partly due to enduring those damn tough expeditions twice a year, but consistent training had paid off.

…Of course, the training started with slightly impure intentions, but regardless of the purpose, the important thing was that he began stamina training. As a result, he achieved such good outcomes.

His sword skills were still quite clumsy, but now he could somehow manage to deal with a mediocre thief. However, his talent was as tiny as a speck of dust, and his limits stopped there.

Who cares if I can’t wield a sword well? There are plenty of bastards who are good at it!

The rumor of the Immortal Expedition spread across the entire continent. Especially with the Allen-Mercenary Group among the Top 10, there was much talk about whether they had grown to such a significant stature.

Thanks to this, a large number of people who wanted to become original members before the Allen-Mercenary Group entered the Top 10 flocked in. Since the Kallim-Mercenary Group gave up on becoming a Top 10, the probability of the Allen-Mercenary Group filling that spot increased dramatically.

Now, the mercenaries were the ones at a disadvantage, so Group Leader Allen could fiercely negotiate their worth at the bargaining table.

For the newbies, passionate pay! For the seasoned ones, the Top 10 bait!

And since it seemed like the Allen-Mercenary Group might actually breach the Top 10, the current members gradually started to abandon thoughts of transferring. Especially Pergamond, the muscleman from the North, who used to always sing about transferring, suddenly stopped talking about it at some point.

Not long ago, Ryga from the Top 10 seemed slightly interested in the Allen-Mercenary Group, but after hearing something, he lost interest completely. In short, the loyalty of all members skyrocketed.

Of course, this had both positive and negative aspects.

Honestly, some members were slightly lacking to become part of the Top 10. For instance, Pergamond was a bit ambiguous to be in the first team of the Top 10. Still, since the current organizational strength was excellent, there was no need to create a vacancy.

As it reached that point, members began to cautiously watch the Group Leader during contract renegotiations. There was an anxiety that they might be expelled if they upset him.

And Allen didn’t bother to alleviate that anxiety. In a way, it was an issue directly related to the authority of the group leader.

Especially for Allen, who couldn’t control the members by force, he had to show an unapproachable dignity in that aspect—the threat of possibly being kicked out if they made a single mistake.

Thus, Allen subtly coaxed the Blind Saintess while also giving her a warning that was somewhat like a threat. He couldn’t keep suffering from her constant demands for a salary raise.

-I like you very much, but further salary increases are difficult. If that’s what you really want, I suggest you look elsewhere.

Though the Blind Saintess was indeed an outstanding talent, he couldn’t let the entire salary system be shaken just because of her.

Of course, he would try every possible way to somehow keep her, but if she insisted on a salary increase to the end… he would have no choice. He would have to let her go.

When he spoke so firmly, the Blind Saintess hesitated slightly. The best offer would be adding 20 or 30 more gold coins to her current salary, but honestly, it wouldn’t be easy to break the relationship they had built up for that. After all, 200 coins was already an enormous amount.

Still, her salary had nearly doubled, so she wasn’t too greedy for more. However, she subtly hinted in other ways. It seemed that the deep kiss he gave might have been effective.

Just then, Ordnung was assigned as Allen’s guard. For a week, she would follow the Group Leader like a shadow, protecting him from various dangers.

When the two were alone in the office, a strange atmosphere lingered, especially when the office door was locked for a brief rest.

The Blind Saintess fidgeted for a while before quietly starting a conversation with Allen, who was resting.

“You said… you like me… didn’t you…?”

“Uh, I did, right?”

“Well, uh, when I think about it, there’s nothing in the scripture that says a saintess can’t have a lover… or anything like that…”

“I see.”

“Yeah…”

And then the conversation abruptly stopped again.

Although the Blind Saintess was extremely interested in money, she was completely naive and clueless in this regard.

“Um… how much do you like me? Like… um… do you… um… want to kiss me… like… really bad…?”

Her fingers fidgeted in the air as if mimicking a kiss.

“Well.”

A bland answer came out, and it was the Blind Saintess who grew impatient.

“Well? Do you… not want to… kiss me?”

“How could I do that to our innocent sister?”

“So, you mean you want to, right? Right?”

“Not particularly right now.”

Ah.

“Oh, I see. You don’t want to just yet.”

Feeling awkward, she prayed for no reason.

Then she squirmed and got up, slyly speaking to Allen again.

“By the way, what made you like me?”

“Well… just being together, I guess?”

“Oh, I see… So, when did you start wanting to kiss me…?”

…This girl is surprisingly persistent…!

“Not sure. I don’t really know.”

“Ah, you don’t know.”

“Want to ask God?”

“Oh, should I?”

Then, there was a brief silence.

“What did he say?”

“Uh, he didn’t say anything…”

“I see. Well, he’s busy. You shouldn’t bother him with this.”

“Yes, that’s right!”

Odnung, who sat back down in her place quietly, tapped the table nervously with her fingers and then spoke again.

“Um, since when did you like me…?”

Damn it.

Allen, who was handling some simple tasks, finally couldn’t resist Odnung’s persistence and walked over to give her a deep kiss.

While she was passive during their first kiss, this time, she was much more active. It seemed she had imagined kissing many times in her head, as her tongue skills were impressive.

Look at this sister.

The two parted after a fervent exchange of kisses.

An awkward silence lingered. The Pinkette Saintess’s face was flushed with both oxygen deprivation and embarrassment.

And she didn’t say a word until they returned to the hideout.

From that day on, the Blind Saintess subtly began to gesture for kisses from Group Leader Allen.

She would move beside him, fidgeting her fingers, or perhaps say that affection was not forbidden for a saintess.

The Blind Saintess’s kissing skills improved day by day.

A saintess who serves the gods…!

Yet, perhaps due to her self-awareness as a saintess or her inherent personality, she never actively demanded anything like other women. She just persistently hovered around Allen until she achieved what she was fixated on.

Then, one day.

Perhaps because kisses weren’t enough for her, this lustful sister began to subtly hint at wanting something more intense from Allen.

“It feels like there’s something, like a lump, in my chest…”

Where did she learn this trick this time?

“Really? Oh dear. Then you should see a healer.”

“No, it’s not that serious!”

“Still, just in case, you should go.”

“…Since you know so much, Group Leader, I thought maybe… you might know…”

As she subtly pushed her chest forward… it was an unmistakable signal for a touch.

Oh, dear God. What should I do with this amorous sister…?!

Honestly, Allen hadn’t expected the Pinkette Saintess to come on so strongly. Who would have thought the Milk-Jug Mage or Itty Titty Swordswoman were the innocent ones!

He had planned to gradually heat up their relationship with kisses and then take her when the time was right, but who could have imagined her purity was as flimsy as a piece of seaweed over fire?

“Right here, there’s a knot…♡”

There must be no god. Otherwise, it’s a god who doesn’t give a damn about the human world.

“Come on. Well? Group Leader.”

“Then, I’ll just check…”

Allen thought of himself as a real doctor.

And then he grabbed her chest…

When he came to his senses, he was already sucking on her lips in an intense and obscene manner.

Honestly, her chest was splendid—enough to pull off such a stunt.

Now, the distance between the two was just one step left.