Chapter 214: A man who smells like her sister’s vaginal juice (5)

Chapter 214: A man who
smells like her sister’s vaginal juice (5)

The
black and white cat sisters saw a group approaching from afar.

The
group was wearing neat clothes. An elegant yet orderly, beautiful
feeling.

There
was a big difference in appearance between them and the sisters.

The
sisters were wearing clothes that were torn in places, closer to
dirty rags that couldn’t be mended or washed.

The
two girls were sharing even a small, hard piece of bread between
themselves.

The
visible difference was that significant.

The
difference between them and the sisters was so great that they
couldn’t even be captured in the same scene.

The
black cat girl, who stepped forward protectively in front of the
trembling white cat girl behind her, showed confusion when they
suddenly bowed their heads.

She
was surprised because those whom she naturally thought had come to
harm them knelt before the sisters and lowered their heads.

“Bow
down.”

The
priest who was bowing his head toward the cat sisters at the front
muttered.

“A
new saint has been born.”

They
did not harm the sisters.

“May
I ask for your names, Saint and her Knight?”

They
merely asked for their names.

“Idelbert
Adeline.”

The
black cat girl answered with a voice full of wariness, as if dealing
with strangers.

The
girl had someone to protect. Her only blood relative. Her one and
only younger sister.

As
an older sister, she could do anything to protect that lovely girl.

*Grip*

The
white cat girl carefully held onto the black cat girl who was like
her fence.

That
hand was filled with gratitude and a sense of bond.

They
looked at the white cat girl. The girl hesitated before opening her
mouth.

“Serif
Adeline…that’s me…”

After
that day, the sisters’ lives changed 180 degrees.

Their
bodies, which had become dirty on the streets, were cleaned, and
their ragged clothes were changed to ones with elegant textures like
those worn by the others.

They
no longer had to risk their lives to steal cold bread, and they could
eat warm soup and food every day.

They
didn’t have to shiver in the cold dawn air or endure nights leaning
on each other’s body heat, and they always spent nights together on a
warm and soft bed.

Idelbert
took up the sword and shield. The older sister wanted to protect her
younger sister.

Serif
took up scripture and wand. The younger sister wanted to help her
older sister too.

The
sisters always spent their days together.

The
younger sister stepped up for official duties, and the older sister
always took care of her younger sister and fulfilled her
responsibility as an escort protecting her.

They
relied on each other and trusted each other.

“All
of this is surely the grace of the Earth Mother Goddess.”

The
white cat girl, Serif, offered prayers every day.

Prayers
of gratitude to the Earth Mother who had saved the sisters from the
garbage dump.

As
time passed, gratitude became faith, and faith soon became
conviction.

Such
conviction made Serif act with goodwill.

Following
the Earth Mother Goddess who saved her sister and herself.

Spreading
and making Her words more widely known, repaying that grace for life.

The
crack in their days that had been full of smiles every day came when
she saw her sister covered in blood.

“…Sister?”

“…”

The
sister wearing paladin armor remained silent.

The
younger sister looked with trembling eyes at the red blood splattered
on her sister’s armor and gauntlet.

It
wasn’t her sister’s blood.

Them.

It
was the blood of the high priests who had taken the sisters from the
garbage dump and educated them.

In
her sister’s hands were the high priests who had died with their
necks broken and coughing blood.

“…It’s
not true, right?”

“……”

“Sister,
it’s not true, right?”

“……”

“Say
something! Sister!”

Though
she called out desperately, she couldn’t hear an answer.

After
that day, her sister left the temple alone.

Why?
After that incident, the dead high priests became as if they had
never existed.

The
incident was covered-up.

Even
the grand priest of the order maintained silence and wouldn’t open
her mouth about that day’s events.

After
a short time passed, she could hear news that Idelbert had become an
explorer and reigned above them.

Although
there were occasional opportunities to meet under the pretext of
official duties afterwards…

The
younger sister still didn’t know why her sister had betrayed the
order and herself.

However,
the younger sister left alone could only think this way.

Sister
abandoned me.

And,
she betrayed the Earth Mother Goddess who had saved the sisters.

Before
she knew it, according to the conviction that had taken root in
Serif, affection became resentment, and resentment transformed into
twisted love-hate.

In
the waves of complex emotions, Serif lost her expression.

She
couldn’t genuinely smile in front of anyone. She only created and
showed the same artificial smile.

Instead,
she gripped the rope.

She
gripped the scripture more strongly. Conviction became faith, and she
engraved the words of the monotheistic deity more deeply in her
heart.

The
Earth Mother Goddess said that the man before her eyes would someday
become the light that would save them.

Serif
smiled.

Was
it because of the Earth Mother Goddess’s words?

Or
was it because of this subtle feeling rising from her heart without
her noticing?

In
front of him, she could smile a little more naturally.

***

“Hundreds
of years ago, in the chaotic period when light and darkness were not
established, a black-haired woman appeared on the battlefield where
endless battles were taking place. The being called the Primordial
Warrior saved numerous lives and gained great divinity, and later
bloomed into the great being called the Earth Mother Goddess.
Afterwards, the Earth Mother Goddess captured seven demons who were
turbulently shaking the world and in the vast underground prison,
which is now called the labyrinth—”

My
head is hot.

The
feeling of dizziness is from information overload.

Although
I had been listening to similar stories for over two hours, I just
couldn’t find the timing to escape.

“Ugh…mmm…”

Belle,
who had been listening beside me, had given up listening long ago.

Swaying
drowsily in the sea of conversation pouring like infinite emptiness,
Belle was sleeping like she had fainted with her head on my thigh.

But
I couldn’t sleep. It wouldn’t be polite not to listen when she was
explaining so enthusiastically.

“…Ah,
time has already…!”

Serif,
who had been excitedly talking about her subject of interest, looked
at the time and made an “oops” expression.

The
sky that had been blue until just before was already tinged with the
sunset’s vermillion.

“What
should we do? I still have so much more I want to tell you…”

“Haha…It’s
fine. Thanks to Lady Serif detailed explanation, I sufficiently
understand—”

“No!
This is just the beginning! I haven’t even said 10% of what I want to
say!”

-Flutter.

My
hands started trembling automatically. This isn’t even 10%?

“Stories
about the Earth Mother Goddess are endless! Like an inexhaustible
spring! Although records from the Age of Chaos are few, even now
countless scholars and temple priests are endlessly researching
records about Her!”

Serif
spoke with a truly excited expression.

Although
I had chances to meet with her occasionally until now, this was the
first time I saw such a purely excited expression.

Perhaps
because the conversation topic was the Earth Mother Goddess, it was a
tension never found usually.

“Since
Mr. Balkan shows such interest in the Earth Mother Goddess’
teachings, I should work harder too. How about setting aside time to
study?! I can teach you one by one, slowly-“

Serif’s
face, which had been speaking with an excited expression, stiffened
slightly.

After
hesitating for a moment and looking cautious, she spoke carefully
with a somewhat dejected face.

“Ah,
if perhaps…if I’ve been talking about useless things…”

“Not
at all! To have the opportunity to receive knowledge teachings
directly from the Order’s Saint, I’d rather want to request it. It’s
an honor.”

“Ah…!”

A
smile bloomed again on her face that had been slightly drooping.

I
smiled bitterly inside. How could I refuse when she showed such an
intense reaction?

“T-to
think you would consider it that way…I’m embarrassed. I can’t lose
to Balkan mindset. Would next week work for you? I’ll tell you lots
more good stories.”

“Yes.
That would be good.”

Apart
from becoming talkative specifically about the Earth Mother Goddess,
the stories she told quite fulfilled my purpose for coming to the
library.

The
Age of Chaos, warriors, divinity.

Although
my mind became dizzy from such mythological stories, understanding
would become much easier if I received Serif’s focused education.

‘I
learned things I could never have known through self-study.’

Serif
was the Order’s Saint. She would hold high-quality knowledge
incomparable to fairy tale books.

While
learning opportunities always come, opportunities to gain quality
information and knowledge don’t come easily.

It
would be good to have regular meeting times about once every few
weeks.

“Then.
Although it’s regrettable, shall we wrap up here for today?”

“Yes.
It was a good time. Then I’ll see you at the library next week.”

“Yes!
Hehe. I’m a bit excited. Except for when lecturing at the academy or
educating the priests, I’ve rarely talked with someone like this, it
feels like I’ve become a teacher.”

As
she was bestowing knowledge and discussing it, the expression
“teacher” wasn’t so different.

Suddenly
I realized a strange fact.

Idelbert
gave teachings about the body, and Serif tried to give teachings
about knowledge.

Master
and teacher.

The
sisters simultaneously educating a man’s body and mind…it was
strangely creepy.

When
we came out of the library with Serif, Knight Elin with an expression
saying “good work” and a dog beastkin priest who had
hardened her expression greeted us.

“Balkan
said you’re waiting for your party member? Then we’ll go first.
Looking forward to next week!”

“What…you
bastard Balkan, you made a private appointment with Lady Serif?!”

“Huk…!
P-private meeting…?”

Knight
Elin and the dog beastkin priest wore expressions of shock.

They
also knew well how great a privilege it was to separately make time
to meet with and even receive knowledge from a high priest like
Serif.

“Kuk…!
Damn, my Lady Serif with such a male…”

“B-being
with that man…seems a bit. D-dangerous…”

They
were about to say something argumentatively but soon closed their
mouths and followed after Serif who had started walking first with
light steps.

“Huff…”

I
sighed and shook my head.

While
waiting for Grumpy, I sat with Belle on a bench in front of the
library and looked up at the sky.

Before
I knew it, the sunset had faded and night was beginning to arrive.

***

Looking
at the night sky while hurrying her steps, Serif spoke toward the dog
beastkin priest Swalco.

The
smile that had bloomed like a flower when meeting him earlier had
long since changed to the usual artificial smile.

“Swalco.”

“Yes,
Lady Serif.”

“You
must have accurately smelled that scent coming from Balkan. Right?”

“…Yes.”

After
silence, Swalco nodded.

She
had certainly smelled that scent.

The
scent of concentrated all-night mating, back pussy fall to depravity
confirmed mating.

“What
kind of scent was it that I couldn’t smell?”

Serif
asked with half certainty.

Swalco’s
eyes shook as if there was an earthquake. She hesitated in silence
for a long time before answering.

‘Can
I say such things to the Order’s pure virgin Lady Saint?’

What
if Lady Saint becomes interested in obscene acts because of her
words?

Swalco
was afraid.

The
man called Balkan was emitting an incredible scent.

Not
just Idelbert. His body had the intense scents of various women
engraved like tattoos.

With
such scents wafting from a body calling for mating that had fallen
into lewdness, whenever he came and went from the temple, the wombs
of innocent virgin priestesses would be mercilessly destroyed.

Moreover,
she learned that Lady Serif had even arranged to have regular
teaching time with such a man.

If
because of her words, the pure teaching time becomes distorted even a
little…

“……”

No.

Swalco
once again reminded herself of her faith in the Saint before her
eyes.

Although
much younger than herself, she was an excellent person.

Unlike
weak ones like themselves, that pure person would absolutely not fall
to lust or show obsession toward a mere man… would… not.

‘No,
right…?’

The
image of Serif burying her face in Balkan’s crotch and inhaling
flashed through Swalco’s mind.

‘That’s
already in the realm of obsession…ugh…’

What
kind of judgment should she make?

Swalco
thought deeply and.

“…The
scent I smelled was.”

Very
carefully.

“That
man’s and Lady Idelbert…”

Opened
her mouth.