86. Purification Ceremony (17)

As I removed my hand from Serif’s lower abdomen…

“Huuu…”

Her completely melted voice reached my ears.

It was the result of receiving the “uterus pressing” technique – pressing down on her soft lower abdomen where the womb was located.

My physical relationship with Serif had only occurred in the mental world until now.

Meaning her soft womb had never been touched in reality before.

Yet her womb had been trembling and throbbing just from me placing my hand there, wriggling her lower abdomen to clearly announce its presence.

Had the experiences in the mental world affected her physical body?

Or was Serif’s body simply too lewd to be called a saintess?

‘…Maybe both?’

Now, after much time had passed and many events occurred, perhaps.

But at least when I first met Serif…

“Huu, huu, huuu…”

She wasn’t this female creature who lost all strength in her body from just having her womb pressed, clinging tightly to a man while panting hot, rough breaths.

While feeling slight guilt over corrupting the church’s saintess to this degree…

An incomparably massive sense of conquest overwhelmed that small guilt.

“Did it feel good?”

“…!”

When I whispered the question near her ear, Serif’s shoulders trembled slightly.

“Having your womb and breasts fondled in front of the church members… did it feel good?”

“……”

Drip…

A stream of liquid flowed down between Serif’s thighs clad in black full-body stocking-like priestess combat attire.

The sight of the black fabric barely concealing between her thighs was far too obscene for someone called a saintess.

“T-this! It’s not… unchaste behavior… not against the Earth Mother’s teachings…”

As if sensing my gaze, Serif pressed the fabric tightly while covering her soaked crotch and spoke.

“This is just… the miracle bestowal work that Lord Vulcan kindly performed…”

The light powder floating above Serif’s head was clear evidence of the miracle granted to resist the succubus’s yin energy.

I smiled slightly at her answer.

“That’s right. Just the miracle bestowal work.”

“Y-yes…”

“I’m still inexperienced so I can’t say for sure, but the miracle’s effects likely won’t last more than a day.”

“……!”

At those words, Serif’s cat tail twitched again.

“You might have to receive it again tomorrow.”

“……”

“If you get attacked by succubi again today and the miracle gets dispelled, you might need another one even before a day passes.”

“……”

Swish swish…

Her rapidly swaying white cat tail seemed to show she was looking forward to my words.

No.

“T-then.”

It wasn’t just seeming.

“We should… hurry and get going…?”

Answering with half-lidded eyes and a lewd expression, Serif turned her head away as if embarrassed.

Then she looked at the tentacle maze with much more enthusiasm than before.

***

A day later.

Excluding sudden ambushes…

There was hardly any need for me to exert myself while pioneering the tentacle maze.

My immediate role was as an anti-succubus arousal prevention totem and healer.

The Earth Mother Church members carefully expanded sacred barriers through the tentacle maze, and before long we were right before the end of the 24th floor.

Poke poke poke.

“Lord Vulcan…”

Hearing a shy voice, I looked to see Serif poking my back with the tip of her pure white cat tail.

If her sister Idelbert had done this, it would have pierced straight through my armor.

But Serif was far inferior physically to her sister.

Her cat tail pokes were closer to playful affection than an attack meant to be seriously avoided.

“Um… today, exactly one day has passed…”

Though I’d said the one-time miracle would dispel if it blocked a succubus attack…

Serif didn’t deliberately let her guard down in battle or use someone as bait just to receive the miracle again.

That would have been behavior closer to a lust-crazed beast.

“So that, um… what we did yesterday… can I receive it again…”

Of course, the moment the miracle naturally expired with time, she came running to me in a hurry.

As if to emphasize she was only here for the miracle, not the female switch pressing.

“Of course, Lady Serif. Then.”

Smiling slightly, I held out my palm to Serif.

“Present your breasts.”

“……”

Seeing my lightly extended hand as if telling her to quickly hand something over, Serif approached with a somewhat anxious expression.

She carefully placed her chest onto my outstretched hand.

Like meat being placed on a butcher’s scale to check its weight.

I firmly grasped the breasts placed on my palm.

“Huuuuk…”

Squeeze squeeze…

As I kneaded them while transferring divine power, the surroundings brightened with holy light.

Light powder floated above Serif’s head again, showing the miracle had been bestowed.

“Ah…”

Serif also confirmed it with dazed eyes but…

She didn’t pull her chest away first.

As if hoping I’d violate her breasts with my firm hands a little longer.

Poke, poke- squeeze…

“Hiiiggghh… m-my breasts being… played with like toys… haaah…!”

I simply obliged her wish.

The miracle bestowal took less than 30 seconds.

But it took a full 40 minutes for Serif’s previously chaste nipples to become visibly erect through her combat attire from the violation.

And for her dignified legs to lose all strength to stand, requiring support from her white cat tail to barely walk.

Had we not taken a major rest break before entering the 25th floor to recover stamina…

It would have been quite the nuisance.

Though of course, no one would dare complain to Serif, the highest-ranking person here.

But someone did have words for me.

“What on earth… is this?”

Nate Ellin.

Serif’s guard, who had received the miracle from me and recovered, gaped blankly at the completely melted Serif.

No.

To be precise, she had been stunned by the surreal situation since I extended my hand demanding Serif present her breasts.

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She was about to draw her sword to restrain me when Serif obediently complied with the command to offer her breasts.

Then froze in shock seeing Serif desperately swallowing moans and actively pushing her chest forward for more violation.

After strongly denying this reality in her mind, she finally regained her senses.

“Y-you! What have you done to Lady Serif…? Drugs? No. Brainwashing?”

Trembling, Nate Ellin pointed at me accusingly.

“E-explain yourself! What exactly did you do to Lady Serif-“

“Ellin.”

“Lady Serif…! I-I’ll save you right now! What are the priests and paladins doing?! Just watching this situation from afar!!!”

Nate Ellin shouted at the church members sneakily observing from a distance.

But those who had been silently rubbing their thighs yesterday weren’t about to intervene now.

“Tch…! I’ll find a way to undo Lady Serif’s brainwashing! This situation is abnormal! The pure Lady Serif would never do such things! The strong-willed Earth Mother Church members wouldn’t just watch their saintess being toyed with by some man either! Yes! This must be the succubus’s doing! You! You’re suspicious! You must be conspiring with succubi to defile the saintess and take over the entire Earth Mother Church-“

“Nate Ellin!”

“Eek…!”

At Serif’s shout, Nate Ellin’s face turned pale.

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“What on earth are you saying right now?”

Genuinely angered by Nate Ellin’s words, Serif made an unusually fierce expression.

She angrily whipped her cat tail against the ground.

“Lord Vulcan exposed the jealousy cultist’s underling secretly infiltrating the church and personally eliminated the mastermind! How dare you call that scheming?!”

“B-but…”

“But? What but?! That day when I was trapped in sweet, alluring dreams by the jealousy cultist, Lord Vulcan was the first to rush to me! No… Lord Vulcan was the only one who came to me.”

“……”

“And he persuaded me. To stop wandering in illusions and live in reality, no matter how hard it was.”

“……”

“Lord Vulcan made it possible to rebuild my seemingly irreparable relationship with my sister and live life again… He’s my benefactor.”

“……”

“And yet, how could you say such things to him…!”

“…I apologize. Lady Serif.”

“…Is that an apology you should be making to me?”

You’re apologizing to the wrong person.

Nate Ellin wasn’t so dense as to not understand that implication.

“…I’m sorry. Vulcan. I… got too carried away. I’ll apologize properly.”

Nate Ellin bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

I wanted to make her do a naked dogeza with a sincere apology show.

But having the Serif she revered so much personally reprimand her…

And bowing her head while receiving Serif’s contempt was humiliation enough for Nate Ellin.

“It’s alright. Raise your head.”

I magnanimously accepted her apology.

“Lord Vulcan.”

But Serif’s anger at hearing me insulted didn’t seem fully appeased.

“Are you really alright with just this apology?”

p>”Yes. Though I’m only human, so my tender heart was deeply wounded by this girl…”

“……?”

“But how can anyone live without ever making mistakes? Considering Nate Ellin acted out of loyal devotion to protect you, Lady Serif, I actually find it admirable.”

“…Ahh. Lord Vulcan…!”

Serif, who had tilted her head briefly mid-sentence, soon covered her mouth with a touched expression.

“So raise your head, Nate Ellin.”

“…Thank you.”

At my words, the bowing woman raised her head.

Her face was filled with shame, self-loathing and humiliation.

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Her gaze soon turned to my hand resting on Serif’s waist.

“…Eek…”

When she met the eyes of the same hand that had kneaded her breasts yesterday, Nate Ellin instinctively stepped back.

As if facing something terrifying.

***

That hand.

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The reason she had become so disheveled yesterday.

The reason the saintess had willingly offered her precious parts moments ago…

All because of that hand.

Nate Ellin felt something close to fear toward the man before her.

Just what is he?

When they first met, he was clearly far beneath her in ability.

She couldn’t understand why Lady Serif showed him such interest.

But now.

He had not only surpassed her achievements…

He had his hand on the saintess’s waist as if she were his trophy.

Her saintess.

The saintess she had served so devotedly, followed with complete loyalty…

Snuggle…

Was overlapping her pure white tail with his hand, smiling with genuine happiness.

A smile she had never shown anyone else before.

One that naturally inspired reverence.

“Ahh…”

Yet Nate Ellin couldn’t shout that the saintess had violated church doctrine.

Because she had keenly felt it yesterday when her breasts were grabbed to receive the miracle.

After years by Serif’s side, Nate Ellin felt…

Vulcan’s divine power was indistinguishable from Serif’s.

As if they shared the same origin.

Divine power with the same roots as the saintess…?

“What is this…”

Though she muttered in disbelief…

As a devout church member to her bones, Nate Ellin knew what it meant.

“That lecherous man… is a true saint…?”