Ch.401Side Story. The Happy Saint (Adult Version)

“Hmm?”

The line of people at Greyfond’s main gate was bustling as always. The high walls provided a sense of security, and the traces of survival through various crises told of its history.

With many praising King Orpheus for the kingdom’s second golden age, it was inevitable that the capital Greyfond, the heart of the kingdom, would have heavy traffic.

Naturally, many guards were deployed on security duty.

“Senior, doesn’t that look strange?”

“Huh?”

Young guard Oliver, who had finally grown accustomed to gate duty, called to his senior.

The carriage Oliver pointed to was an impressive high-class one with a navy blue color.

Its antique appearance and thick exterior walls suggested it was built for cold weather, while its sturdy, heavy body indicated it came from a region where battles were frequent.

All carriages from distant regions needed to be checked, especially those from Norsweden.

“That one’s shaking quite a bit, isn’t it?”

Whatever was happening inside, the large carriage was noticeably rocking, making it stand out.

There was no coachman, but they had occasionally seen self-driving carriages using magic recently, so it wasn’t a major concern.

‘Either it’s a wealthy noble or a skilled Mage.’

While they had a duty to check the carriage, approaching important people could sometimes lead to them becoming irritable or abusive.

“You go check it out.”

His senior pushed the task onto him.

Oliver gave him a look asking if it was really okay for him to go alone, but his senior remained indifferent.

If something happened, he could pass the blame, and if problems arose, he could use the excuse that Oliver was a rookie.

But honestly, he was simply passing off a potentially troublesome visitor to his junior.

“Sigh.”

As carriages waited in a separate line for entry procedures, he walked past the other carriages to reach the shaking one.

‘What on earth are they doing…’

He wondered if it was a side effect of the automatic operation magic, or if people were fighting inside.

Truthfully, he didn’t want to get involved, but as a guard of Greyfond, he finally knocked on the window.

Knock knock.

“Guard station here.”

Rattle rattle.

Knock knock.

“Guard station here. May I check the carriage for a moment?”

As he was wondering how to politely imply that non-compliance could lead to forceful measures—

Creak.

The curtained window opened, and a woman revealed her face.

‘Wow.’

She had white hair. However, it wasn’t naturally that color but had faded due to hardship, with slight traces of its original color remaining.

Her emerald-green eyes held a slight moisture as she poked her head out and asked:

[Hello, guard. What can I do for you?]

‘Ah, even her voice is lovely.’

Though he’d only heard one sentence, it felt like warm sunshine was shining on his heart.

As his heart warmed and his lips relaxed, the woman before him greeted him with a smile.

All his previous concerns vanished, and the guard smiled kindly.

“Well, you see…”

[Huh?!]

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, the woman covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes widening.

Oliver was confused, wondering if something troubling had happened to this clearly kind-hearted woman.

[Ah, yes? You were saying?]

Acting as if her previous exclamation never happened, the woman asked again, and Oliver scratched the back of his head as he answered.

“We noticed the carriage shaking from outside. I was wondering if anything was wrong or if you needed assistance?”

[Ah, nothing’s wrong. Thank you for your concern.]

“…Is that so?”

[Yes, we were playing cards while waiting for inspection, and things got a bit heated.]

It seemed too intense for just a card game, but he felt a strange trust that this woman could never lie.

“I understand. If you have any problems, please let us know right away. The Greyfond Guard is your shield.”

[How kind of you.]

As she responded with smiling eyes, Oliver’s heart fluttered. He wanted to continue talking and see her face more, but he had nothing else to say.

Oliver had no choice but to turn away with regret.

[You’ve grown into a fine young man.]

“…?!”

Wondering if he’d heard correctly, Oliver turned his head, but the window was already closed, and the curtain drawn.

“Was she talking to me just now?”

That couldn’t be possible.

How could she have seen him before?

‘She really is beautiful, though.’

This feeling was a first for him.

‘And she resembles her.’

Oliver drifted into memories of his childhood.

When the Saintess visited his village.

It was an unforgettable memory in his life.

‘She was still young then.’

Former Saintess Stella.

A woman who became a Saintess at a young age, yet was considered to shine brighter than any other Saintess.

Oliver couldn’t forget the image of the woman who blessed the young men in his village when Stella had just begun her activities as a Saintess.

The hair color was different, and the former Saintess was reportedly dead, so it was just a bittersweet memory.

‘She was truly unfortunate. Sometimes it seems the gods are cruel…’

While feeling sorry for Stella, Oliver recalled the last words he’d heard.

‘…No way.’

He looked back at the carriage, wondering about those words.

‘It couldn’t be.’

Dismissing it as mere fantasy, he returned to his post.

Remembering the beautiful Saintess who had blessed him in the past.

* * *

[I hate you.]

Stella, straddling me, lightly punched my chest as she whispered. Her entire body was trembling, yet her face and voice pretended to be unaffected—quite fitting for a Saintess.

“Your body’s drenched in sweat and convulsing, yet you managed to speak so well.”

[I couldn’t just moan, ah! Ah, there!]

Stella let out a gasp and suppressed moans as I moved slightly.

The sound-blocking magic prevented noise from escaping, but it couldn’t control our movements, which is why the carriage was visibly shaking outside.

[Haah! Haaah! I, I love it! Love it!]

Stella pressed her lips against mine as she spoke. The air inside the carriage was already hot and humid, but we paid no attention.

The Dark Spiritmaster and Findenai had already crossed into Greyfond.

Those two couldn’t show their faces, so they had gotten off earlier.

Being alone with Stella naturally led to this situation.

“Let’s be a bit more careful. That was dangerous just now.”

I thought I was being cautious, but judging by the rocking visible from outside, we must have been moving quite intensely.

I tried to calm Stella down and clear the air, but she grabbed my cheeks and moved her hips.

[No! Hurry!]

She moved her hips herself, pushing my member deeper inside her. Her sensitive body trembled, making her look even more erotic.

In the end, I couldn’t resist Stella’s seduction, so I thrust my hips upward from my seated position.

[Ah!]

She hugged me tightly and exhaled hot breath.

“Was that someone you knew earlier?”

Recalling her final words to the guard, I asked Stella, who answered between moans.

[Ah! Yes, long ago… Ahh! I blessed that young man. Ahhh!]

“You must have blessed countless people as a Saintess. You remember him?”

[I, I remem… Ahh! ber!]

It was impressive that she could speak despite the pleasure making her lips weak, and that she remembered all the countless humans she had blessed.

That must mean that during her time as a Saintess, Stella was truly dedicated to her role and sincerely prayed for God’s blessing for many people.

“I see.”

I lifted Stella, who was straddling me, forcefully. Thanks to the large carriage, I could stand while supporting her buttocks. The sudden deep penetration from the weight caused Stella to cry out.

[Nngh!]

Her legs shot up and her buttocks trembled, which was satisfying for a man.

[St-stop!]

Stella, her tongue loosened, cried out urgently.

[Th-this position is too much…!]

“You seduced me first, Stella. Take responsibility.”

[No, no more!]

“And.”

Honestly, I never thought I’d say this.

“I’m a bit jealous that you remember another man.”

[…!]

At my words, Stella’s unfocused eyes regained their clarity as she looked at me.

Some strange emotion seemed to stir in her as she gazed at me before passionately kissing me.

[Don’t be… jealous.]

Wrapping her hands around my neck, Stella smiled with an emotion full of happiness.

[I am yours.]

Then she lowered her gaze slightly.

Looking at where we were connected, she took a deep breath and nodded.

[Please continue.]

After just saying it was dangerous, had something switched in her? I gripped her pale buttocks firmly and moved my hips and hands.

Slap!

[Nnngh!?]

Intense moans began to pour out. Between moments when horns seemed about to form on her forehead, I accelerated my hip movements.

[Ugh! Nnnngh!]

From experience, I knew Vellica was trying to emerge because she couldn’t handle the pleasure.

But if I moved more intensely here, even Vellica would lose strength and control.

Each time Vellica tried to emerge, I thrust my hips strongly as a warning.

[Nnnnngh!?]

And each time, Stella’s cries filled the carriage.