episode_0016

The power of the Divine is something that is innate and, unlike other energies of the continent such as Aura and Mana, cannot be acquired through effort.

Research has proven that this power is often expressed through the blood vessels… … .

Occasionally, very rarely, there are cases where divine powers are awakened regardless of lineage.

Although these are very rare cases, those who have awakened to power in this form have, without exception, grown into the top 1% throughout history.

And in the present-day solar religion, there are five people in total who have such blessed divinity.

38th Candidate for Saint Evan Lane, Candidate for Saintess Lethe Heresia, First Apostle Israfil Ha’el, and High-ranking Inquisitor Isabel Cedent─.

Finally, to Pope Adam Mayfield.

‘… … Well, even though we’re treated the same, I’m the weakest among them.’

Actually, from my perspective, it wasn’t anything special. After all, I just barely passed the passing mark.

If we had to organize the order, wouldn’t it be Evan < Lete = Isabel < Israfil < Adam?

Compared to me, who had previously experienced a slump in divine power, Lethe held out a little longer.

There is no need to even mention the evil spirits and Israfil who have achieved their own realm without even that.

His Holiness the Pope, who had lived for two centuries, far beyond the limits of lifespan, was out of the question from the beginning.

Although they are often grouped together and classified, strictly speaking, the gap is clear. There is no possibility that I will enter the same realm as them.

“Ugh, ugh… …!? Huh, huh.”

“… … .”

“Haa, haa. Phew.”

That's what I thought. At least until now, it was natural. Because talent that is given cannot be overturned by acquired effort.

But now, it seemed like I needed to change that pessimistic and pessimistic mindset.

It was a sexual relationship that I had never even considered, but if that act brought tangible benefits to my realm, then it would be a different story.

Just like right now, the moment I vaguely stuff my thing into Israfil's secret compartment.

Patch-!

Because I was struck by lightning, just like I had been with Lete the other day.

“… … Huh, huff.”

My whole body felt like it was being electrified. My breath was mixed with heat, and my eyes were shaking uncontrollably, blurring my vision.

No matter how I think about it, a sexual sensation on a different scale from regular sex floods my mind.

Although I have never had sex with a woman who is not a priest… … .

But I was sure of it. If this level of stimulation came from just a man and a woman touching each other, civilized society would not be able to survive.

It was a sexual pleasure that Nana Israfil, who had already been trained to begin with, could barely endure.

“Haha, ugh, Evan, Evan… … .”

No, actually, the word 'holding out' might be a bit misleading. The best I could do was just grit my teeth and hold on so that I wouldn't lose consciousness.

Israfil, too, has thrown away the association mode he had until just before, and is now crying pitifully and cutely.

The cold, sharp divine power of others, clearly of a yin nature, beginning to be absorbed into my body. I have already experienced it.

‘… … This is driving me crazy.’

Just as it had been when I was struck by Lethe… … lightning struck my head one after another.

It is not a matter that can be said for certain, but perhaps other clergy do not experience the same amount and quality of pleasure as we do.

It seems that the higher the level of the divine trait, the more the pleasure of copulation increases.

If I were to check this part, I would probably have to ask His Holiness the Pope directly, but it was not a matter that could be done right away.

How long had it been since it was first inserted? It couldn't have been more than thirty seconds, but it felt like ten minutes.

Even unlike the time of Lete, the fact that I had put something of mine inside a woman who had treated me like family aroused a strange sense of betrayal… … .

“Brother, I, I need clothes, clothes, seriously. Do something about it, Evan, Evaaan.”

“… … .”

It was also nice to hear Israfil's voice, sobbing and pleading with his younger brother.

'This seems a bit perverted.'

Suddenly, it occurred to me that my sexual tastes were not very healthy. I had never thought that Israfil's sobbing could sound so obscene.

But, well, what is clear is that this physical relationship was not forced.

It was consensual sex, and it wasn't my fault that my shirt got all tangled up like that. I was just messing around on my own and making a funny mess.

Just… … . As I looked at her legs accepting my things and dripping love juice, or her lower abdomen trembling as if greatly affected by sexual sensation, I somehow wanted to see her expression as well.

I tried to calm my still pounding heart and reached out to Israfil.

“Stay still, sis.”

And as he muttered briefly, Israfil nodded slightly, flinching.

She surprisingly becomes quiet quickly. She also waits cautiously for my touch.

But the overall picture was of her tied up in a top, with her armpits, nipples, and navel exposed, and her legs spread in an 'M' shape.

I swallowed my saliva at the sight of that magnificent scenery that was so insignificant yet somehow had a strangely erotic vibe.

He slowly grabbed the priest's robe and began to untie the knot. It wasn't that difficult to untie from the outside.

“Phhaa… … !”

Soon, the priest's vestments were completely removed, revealing Israfil's face drenched in sweat.

Her water-colored hair was sticky to her cheeks and the nape of her neck, and her eyes were moist, as if she was crying for real.

Soon, she caught her breath and opened her eyes wide to look at me.

“You, you. You were bad! You could have taken it off so easily, but you were so mean… … !”

“Um… ….”

I scratched my cheek and avoided her bright gaze. It's true that I deliberately wasted time because I enjoyed seeing her reaction.

I rolled my eyes for a moment and tried to come up with a plausible excuse.

'Should I make an excuse…?'

I changed my mind a little. After all, I'm on top of her now.

I don't think there's any need to comfort her like usual.

Just continue doing what you were doing.

And that 'act', of course, was sexual intercourse with Israfil.

“, if you're listening to me… … .”

The moment she lit up her eyes and tried to reach out to me.

I gripped both of her pelvises viciously, and immediately after that touch, a 'Huh?!' moan escaped Israfil's lips.

Phew… … !

“… … !?”

I pushed my waist forward hard. My thing, which had not yet gone all the way in, was embedded inside her all the way to the root.

“Hegeuk… … !”

Israfil's fierce eyes, which were about to scold me at any moment, suddenly opened wide.

Her eyelashes fluttered and her toes curled cutely. Her two proportioned legs stretched out as if they were hugging my waist─.

“Huh, yeah, ah, ahh.”

Her golden eyes, which were an exact mix of pain and pleasure, looked up at me with sadness.

He crouched down, twisting his body, and his waist was shaking painfully, but his eyes were fierce.

If we were to translate it, it would be something like, 'How could you do this to me… …!'

“Hmm.”

It was a time when I was needlessly afraid of the consequences, but the job was already done. I blew away the last of my hesitation and moved my body.

Pfft! Israfil's head snapped back as her flesh and mine met once again.

“Ugh, yeah… …!?”

My right hand, which had tried to grab me but was unable to reach out, trembled weakly as it lost its way.

I paused for a moment, then took her hand affectionately, holding each joint of her fingers and making a soft lock.

“Hold on a little longer, sis. We haven't even started yet.”

Instead, I had no intention of being nice to him. Instead, I muttered something with a hint of sarcasm, and Israfil held back tears and glared at me.

“You, Nut, Seriously, you're going to act like that just because you tried it once?! Hah… … !”

Even then, he became quiet when his chest was held by the other hand.

I thoroughly enjoyed the soft flesh that filled my palm. In addition to the rippling sensation, I tickled the nipple with the tip of my thumb.

“Ugh, ugh… … ! Hehe… … !?”

Israfil opened his eyes wide as if trying to resist somehow, as if trying to push away the pleasure.

It was a waste of effort. The venomous expression didn't last even a moment and faded away, replaced by a sweetness that seemed ready to melt away.

“Huh, hhh… … .”

The grip on her hand that was holding mine also began to gradually loosen.

Of course, it wouldn't fall as I held on tight.

I raised the corners of my lips silently and changed my posture slightly at the same time.

Still with Israfil and my hands interlocked, I lowered my body. I lifted one of her legs and thrust my object deeper, burying my head in her breast.

“… … Hic?!”

Was it because the rough breath he had let out touched my rib cage? Israfil let out a sharp groan with a completely different feeling than before.

Her shaking eyes looked at me, and I lightly broke the brief eye contact and bit her nipple. Very gently.

Bam… … !

“Hyaaah! Aah!?”

The reaction was immediate. Israfil tried to move away from me, but I had no intention of letting go of her right hand.

As he gently rolled the part of the woman's upper body that was probably the most erogenous zone with his front teeth and tongue, Israfil's lower body also responded.

“Heuk, heuk, heuk, eup.”

Apart from the pounding of my heart that felt like it was going to burst at any moment, my lower body felt tight.

Israfil wrapped his legs around my waist and squeezed my thing. His hot flesh stimulated my sexual senses terribly.

“You, you, what are you, baby… … ? Why, why are you sucking my breasts like that… … .”

“… … .”

“Say something, you perverted little brother, huh… … ? Huh?”

Israfil continued to speak, but I couldn't really hear him.

However, I frowned slightly and took my lips away from her chest.

The blood that had gathered in my lower body swelled as if it was going to burst. In other words, the feeling of ejaculation, the omen of climax, dominated my mind─.

“… …Israfil.”

“Huh, huh?”

I spoke with difficulty, stroking Israfil's embarrassed cheek.

“I'll just take it inside first. It's hard to hold back.”

“… … Huh… … ?”

Israfil blinked his eyes, letting out a stupid voice. I started moving my waist again to finish it off.

Phew! The object dug in with incredible force and touched her deepest part.

“Huh, huff… … !?”

Israfil covered his mouth urgently, his eyelids fluttering as if twitching.

It must have been a strong enough stimulus to make her reflexively scream in pain. After all, it had directly pierced the cervix, right?

I was about to stroke her again because I felt that kind of reaction was adorable.

“Evan, are you going to sleep or not?! Huh!”

Israfil looked at me earnestly with an expression that I couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing, and I couldn't help but pause for a moment.

However, the situation was so desperate that it was difficult to endure it any longer.

“… … Kiss, kiss me, when you go, chu, go away.”

Should I say that I'm lucky?

The requirements were simple.

Israfil looked at me with longing eyes and lifted his chin slightly, the angle being perfect for kissing me.

I hesitated for a moment and then muttered.

“… … Hey, sister. Don't these gentlemen only kiss when they promise a future together?”

I know we kissed once just before, when she gave me something similar to a big daughter.

Still, it was a problem that was difficult to just pass over without asking.

I trailed off as if I was taking a step back.

Thud!

“!”

Israfil grabbed me by the back of my neck as if to say, "That kind of thing is okay."

And she says it with a bright smile like a girl in love.

“Yeah, that's right.”

“… … .”

“I know.”

At that very moment I heard something snap in my head.

He looked up as if calculating, but in fact his thoughts did not last long.

Because we've already met once anyway.

I guess it doesn't really matter.

I grabbed Israfil's chin, and she closed her eyes as if she had been waiting.

The next moment, Israfil's lips and mine met. Soft and warm, just the contact was enough to send thunder crashing through my mind.

'Big… …?!'

The kiss, which wasn't even that intense, started to build up to a climax.

Ugh, ugh!!

My thing stuck inside Israfil's vagina throbbed loudly, and Israfil's eyelids fluttered as he felt the sensation.

“Phhot… … ! Huh, huh!?”

The moment their lips parted, Israfil's waist bent gracefully.

I spit out all the semen from my lower body into her womb. It was literally full.

If there had been no separate method of contraception, it would have been possible to conceive in such a large quantity that there was a high probability of it being done─.

“Heuheuuk… … ?!”

Inside her.

In my sister's stomach.

My seed, I planted it.