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Levi decides to keep Erina’s words in mind. To pass on the qualities of a hero to a child and pursue peace through a different method—a distant possibility, but perhaps something a hero should do, she thought.

Of course, there’s the flaw that there’s no guarantee that a hero’s blessings are hereditary.

Still, the heavy feeling on her heart lightened, and her steps grew lighter.

“Ah, Erina-nim. I was on my way to find you.”

A maid girl with blue bobbed hair. Yubel, one of the maids who closely follows Rosa.

“Yubel-ssi, what is it? Your shift was a while ago.”

“It was truly amazing…, no, that’s not it. I came to deliver a message.”

Yubel blushes, recalling the time Erina’s enormous futanari penis filled her vagina.

Tonight’s plaything is decided.

“A message?”, Levi asks in a surprised voice.

“An order directly issued by the Lord.”

Yubel politely hands over a letter sealed with the Lord’s sigil.

Erina gratefully receives it and, after Yubel leaves, immediately opens it and reads the contents. She sets aside the characteristically flowery expressions and summarizes the important information.

“In short… it’s about the Holy Knights Order.”

“The Knights are cool. But why suddenly?”

“It’s probably because of the demons. I suppose it’s necessary for the Lord…Definitely, having someone capable of combat would be better than a nun.”

“But can you just set up that Knights Order like that? Is it separate from the Kingdom’s Central Knights Order?”

“That’s actually an area I don’t know much about. I only know that Holy Knights are treated differently from regular knights.”

“Right… that makes sense.”

Knowledge concerning the Knights Order is outside Erina’s area of expertise. She had received some basic education on the Holy Knights Order from texts and lectures, but she hadn’t even considered their existence until Levi mentioned it.

“Our order doesn’t originally have a Holy Knight class. It’s a very small-scale operation, and conversely, those that do are rare.”

“Where do they exist?”

“The Freed Church. I believe they definitely had one.”

The Freed Church, boasting the largest size. Even though I heard that its influence had waned when I took the headmaster’s class, it’s definitely enormous compared to the Pai Church.

“Hmm. I see. So you can’t just create one?”

“There aren’t any particular restrictions. The Freed Church might object, but that won’t stop you.”

“It’s entangled in politics. So, can I also be a Holy Knight?”

“Well, I can’t decide everything alone, after all.”

Leave difficult tasks to others. We’ll create a skill to break down Kanpa and assess physical aptitude, and then assign personnel managers.

“…First, shall we go to Chinahara?”

Using Serena’s spatial movement magic, they can go directly from the church, so they decide to go that way.

They can recruit people from the elves, so she goes to tell them the news.

…

..

“Welcome, Savior.”

“Yes. Were you all well?”

The greetings are slowly becoming tiresome, but she doesn’t show it.

The elves respectfully prostrate themselves to greet Erina. For them, she is a dazzlingly radiant messenger of God.

Chinahara is still large, but it exudes loneliness. It might be even more so since she’s taken out quite a few active elves, but since she’s impregnated so many, by the time the babies are born, she will probably miss this loneliness.

However, there’s one difference from her first visit: the scent of skin permeates the air. As instructed, they seem to be diligently developing their sexual techniques.

“Is Serena-ssi working hard?”

“Yes. We are using our former queen and saint, blessed by you, Savior.”

‘Saint…It’s a nice title, whatever. But calling a cunt that is a bit much. No, rather let’s use this title.’

The image of her body, modified with incredibly pendulous breasts and plump buttocks, flashes before her eyes, and she feels aroused again.

She needs a break now. Even her cock needs rest, so she tells herself to hold on for just one day.

“Will you bestow your grace on us today?”

“I came to talk about something else. Is the heir present?”

Her attempt to hide her disappointment is visible, but there’s nothing she can do.

“Yes. I will guide you.”

Two elves approach and guide Erina. Erina, with kindness, uses both hands to fondle the weighty feeling of each buttock.

The heir greets Erina with a relaxed demeanor. After some light pleasantries, they discuss the Holy Knights Order.

“…It’s unavoidable, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Thank you for understanding ♡”

Suddenly, Erina notices something familiar.

“……A statue of a goddess?”

It definitely wasn’t there on her previous visit.

“You recognize it, of course. I found it recently. Take it.”

Erina reaches for it, then hesitates.

It’s probably a statue of a goddess protecting this area as sacred ground, and even in a special area like this the effects wouldn’t be entirely absent. The contract with the succubus is strictly one-on-one; she can’t tell what will happen.

‘The Holy Knights Order… I feel it’s desperately needed from this perspective.’

Erina thus takes the statue.

A moment of intense concentration, and she feels divinity envelop her body.

「In My name, establish your will.」

The statue shines brightly, then oxidizes, its light condensing into the form of a small badge.

Seeing this, the elder heir bows quietly, her hands pressed together in respectful prayer.

‘I can tell from deep within my heart. The badge itself is sacred… an item that can reduce the influence of other orders.’

“Thank you. This sped things up nicely. Demons may appear nearby, so please be careful.”

“Of course. Most demons won’t even think about approaching, so you can concentrate on your work.”

Erina begins thinking about how to quickly establish the Holy Knight training program.

The first thing that comes to mind is training using the guards. She’s already enticed Yama, the guard captain, to convert, so using this, she can transform the guards into the holy knight order.

It’s called the guard unit, but it’s essentially the lord’s private army. She doesn’t plan to tell the lord and intends to seize control secretly. Basically, each territory should be governed by its own lord, so…

She has a tendency to think too rigidly and politically, so if she reports it as is, she doesn’t know how long it will take.

They’ll certainly oppose it if she uses privates soldiers without permission, even if it’s something she asked for. There are limits, after all. To build it from scratch, however, would conversely exceed those limits.

Thankfully there’s no sign of direct management.

Yama can easily handle combat training; the problem is, as always, sacred training. Her sacred power has definitely increased since before her journey began but teaching it well is a completely different matter.

Even if she considers the former head nun’s method, it’s difficult to implement as is.

She intended to rest as Levi suggested, but apparently, she has no time to rest.

Resting after meeting the goddess is fine.

The goddess’s genitals will surely be more chewy and delicious than the succubus’s. It would be an insult to compare it to something as mundane as a demon; it will certainly be a pretty flower petal.

She wants to taste that soft texture soon.

‘Snap out of it, me. That’s for later.’

Erina lightly slaps herself on both cheeks.

First, let’s start the Holy Knights Order. No, first, she needs to find an instructor.

She wishes one would drop from the sky, but the world doesn’t work that conveniently.

First, she should tell Yama to subtly add religious instruction to the guards’ training menu.

She should also tell Asti to start thorough management.

“Where did you obtain this statue…?”

“You could have found it if you had slowly reached this place.”

“…Yes. Please be careful.”

The elder heir nods lightly.

The barrier is in place, which alleviates much of the concern, but it remains uncertain whether they can withstand a demon’s miasma.

‘If I just go with the guards… that’ll work. Ah, what should I tell Levi-ssi? I said I was going to rest.’

“Why don’t you rest here for a bit?”, as if seeing Erina’s thoughts, one of the escorting elves speaks.

“Ah, um… should I…?”

Erina decides to rest for a day, or at least until evening. She’s been pushing herself for over a month.

Everyone is advising her to rest, and probably she is more worn-out than she herself realizes.

“Shall we prepare a meal? Or perhaps a saintly rite?”

The Former Queen, the current Saint – a title she made up herself. Though it sounds grand, it just means she becomes Erina’s daily cunt.

With expectant gazes from the elves on either side,

“The rite later. The meal… yes, I am hungry.”

“I will guide you to the mansion.”

It’s the mansion where she was invited a month ago.

“We will prepare everything meticulously for the Savior. Is there anything you would like?”

“The menu is up to you.”

“Anything else is also possible. For example… you could grant me permission for fellatio during dinner….”

“That, huh? Hmm. Well then, bring two more of your age.”

The elf’s face brightens as she nods.

“No service is needed. You four will engage in a lesbian play together with this person here.”

“…Yes.”

Erina smiles and continues.

“You don’t seem to understand. When offering service, one must show sincerity.”

“I’m sorry. …Sincerity, you say?”

“I, is this right?”

The other elf next to her spreads her legs, crouches down, puts her hands behind her head, and displays her armpits to show submissive female posture.

“Well done. I’ll let you choose your play later when you serve.”

“Th, thank you. Aah ♡ My pussy reacted when I imagined it♡”

As she said, the cloth covering her genitals is getting wet.

She wants to fuck her right away in exhilaration, but she has to keep her word.

“Then, guide me.”

“……Yes.”

She knows the way herself, but she decides to accept the guidance.

‘Lesbian play while dining… the ultimate luxury♡’

“Ah, as an addition, I’ll give a prize to whoever brings me to orgasm most intensely.”

Erina smiles mischievously, anticipating the meal.

Her decision to stay in Chinahara for a while had some impact. She simply intended to rest, but in the meantime a chilling new wind was blowing in the church.