episode_0049

A convent deep in the forest.

As the name suggests, it was a convent located deep in the Ardennes Forest.

As it is a convent, only female priests of the Holy Land reside there.

And it was a very remote place for such a flower garden to be located.

It is also close to the Holy Land of Leuven, where the nuns belong.

It’s not easy for people to access.

It wasn’t an easy location to get basic necessities.

They were not fit to serve God and follow His doctrines.

In the first place, the religion that believed in the goddess Luxuria encouraged contact between humans.

It was a group that was left alone in a truly remote place.

“… … Then why did you settle down in a place like this?”

I asked the master the question that I should have naturally asked.

Oh, now it wasn’t the time to lie down and crawl.

It was too far to move on all fours.

He was just following his master with only the leash on.

“Phehehehe, well, that wasn’t a place chosen by humans.”

The owner, who was leading the way while pulling the handle, smiled faintly.

“This is the place where the Demon King, Margarita, fell.”

“Are you the Demon King?”

The name of the previous Demon King that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

I tried hard to hide my feelings of pity, but I couldn’t help but feel a chill down my spine.

Fortunately, the owner didn’t seem to notice anything unusual.

“A demon king who appeared hundreds of years ago. According to records, he was the second demon king.”

He continued his explanation with the same attitude as before.

“… … I guess there must be a reason they built a convent in such a place.”

“Phehehe, I can’t tell you the details because they’re confidential, but that’s what it is.”

“Is the reason the owner visits you the same?”

“That’s right. This time, a new warrior appears, and there’s a possibility that the Demon King may have been resurrected, so they’re going to check if there’s any problems. Well, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s boring being locked up in the Holy Land, so they’re going to get some fresh air.”

In other words, the reason the master took me was to make me feel like I was going on a trip with him.

Well, I figured it would be like that anyway.

I think that’s what it really meant…

“Huh… … ♡!”

Boji’s pussy became soaking wet in an instant.

I blushed and twisted my thighs without realizing it.

It’s romantic♡!

A honeymoon following a proposal!

“Hehehe♡, if that’s the master, then it must be like that♡.”

I decided to take it easy and hugged Archbishop Cardric.

He has a grand nickname, like Demon King or something.

I am a female after all.

You don’t have to worry about complicated things, just pursue the pleasure that the Lord gives you.

And here was a superior male who pleased such a female.

Chuuup!

“Hehe♡! ”

Master, you immediately cover my lips, put your tongue in, and let your saliva flow out.

Sharing breath while stealing each other’s lips.

Taste your partner while licking your tongues.

They expressed their opinions by exchanging sticky glances.

Their outward appearance was similar to that of lovers enjoying a secret rendezvous.

“Phehehehe, you girl with no patience at all.”

Kwak!

“Haak… … ♡!”

The master said so and pulled the leash.

A movement to get off the road and go somewhere where the sunlight doesn’t reach.

It was a brief break to soothe the burning sensation.

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Entrance to the convent.

“Why are you so late… … ?”

Beatrice frowned and muttered softly.

This was because the Archbishop of the Holy Land, who was supposed to arrive by morning, did not even look at his nose until the sun reached zenith in the sky.

“It won’t be a big deal. Our convent is located so deep that you might get lost and wander around… … .”

“That’s ridiculous! Just follow the path, why should you get lost?”

One of the nuns who had been standing side by side waiting for the archbishop offered her opinion, but Beatrice simply dismissed it.

In the first place, the archbishop was someone who visited the convent regularly several times a year.

It meant that he was not a stranger who would get lost.

“Ah, shit!”

Beatrice scratched her head nervously.

An action born of impatience, perhaps an extension of the problems that arose at the convent.

A few days ago.

The monster that invaded the convent has not yet been caught.

Although the nuns, including Beatrice, tried their best to subdue the monster, they could not find even a trace of it.

Slaughter all the small animals inside the convent.

I tried sprinkling holy water in places like rat holes and rabbit holes.

The smell of the monster was still faint and pervasive, enveloping the entire convent.

But in this situation, it is natural to be worried that a guest who was supposed to come is delayed.

“I, I think it would be better if it didn’t come to this.”

“No, well I heard that through rumors too… … .”

Of course, Beatrice wasn’t worried about the Archbishop’s safety.

“The nuns might be a little better, but ordinary nuns like us can’t even rebel against that little pig.”

“Because that guy is the archbishop of the Holy Land.”

“Every time I come, he looks at my chest with a sinister expression and even touches me directly to sexually harass me. And last time I came, there was even a sister who got raped.”

“… … .”

As you said.

Archbishop Kadrick was a man who could be described as the scum of the earth, the scum of the earth.

I was only a little concerned about the disadvantages that might arise if a high-ranking official from the Holy Land were to visit the convent.

Even without that, the higher-ups were already feeling uneasy these days with people saying that the Demon King has been resurrected and that the demons have become stronger.

“But still, be careful what you say. If you get caught swearing for no reason, you’ll be in big trouble.”

“You don’t know, Sister Beatrice, because you’ve never met her. How much that bastard is… !”

“Shhh!”

Beatrice signaled to the complaining nun.

A winding path through the trees.

Two figures appeared on a road of fine, compacted dirt.

A man with a body that still looks like it’s about to rip off, and a black-haired woman wearing a white robe and a collar.

They were guests who were supposed to come in the morning.

If the attitude you have inside shows on the outside, you can’t be called an adult.

“Hello. I am Beatrice, a nun of the Dominions rank from the convent in the deep forest.”

“Hello… … .”

The two nuns bowed their heads toward the archbishop, hiding their true feelings.

But Kadrick fixes his gaze on a nun he is seeing for the first time, as if he is greeting her.

Then suddenly he reached out and patted Beatrice’s shoulder.

Ouch!

Beatrice barely stopped her hand from instinctively grabbing the mace.

Kadri kept blowing air out of his nose, not even realizing that his head had just nearly exploded.

“Phehehehe, you’ve already reached the rank of Archangel at such a young age. You must be quite skilled.”

“… … Thank you for your compliments. I know you must be tired from the long journey, so I will show you to your room.”

“Huh? No, I want to enjoy the conversation with the beauty a little more… … .”

“I’ll guide you!”

Gooo!

In that moment, an indescribable energy flowed out from Beatrice’s body.

I know it’s rude, but I couldn’t stand his increasingly sticky hands any longer.

Dominions.

As she was the fourth level of power that a priestess could receive, her momentum was quite threatening.

‘Damn, this is why women who use force are like this… …!’

Cardrick stepped back with regret, his mouth watering.

He didn’t forget to burst out laughing, pretending to be hearty.

“Yeah, I should rest. Hey, I came to the flower garden and it looks like I got drunk on your scent for a moment. Hehehe.”

The scent of flowers… … .

Beatrice snickered and laughed.

The doctrine of the goddess Luxuria states that women are to practice mana, while men are to practice alchemy and divine powers.

Of course, a talented believer will master all three, but talent is not a word related to Kadrick.

I couldn’t smell the faint scent of magic, as I couldn’t use mana.

I felt secretly relieved.

We can just cover up the convent’s problems and move on.

“There are women in the group, so we prepared two rooms. This way… … .”

“No, one room is enough.”

The incompetent Kadrick said so and yanked the leash he was holding.

“Haaang♡!”

A woman staggering with a sweet sigh.

Only then did Beatrice’s gaze fall on Lana, who was standing behind her.

Ouch!

And then he shook his shoulders again.

The first thing that catches the eye is the woman’s appearance.

But what was more dazzling than that was Yeo-jin’s condition.

Blushing cheeks and moist eyes.

Her slightly parted lips and unsteady steps showed her heightened mental state.

But there is no doubt that there is sexual excitement mixed in with that ‘cat’.

The nipples of the pure white robe were sticking out.

The calf area was soaked with a suspicious liquid.

A twisted plot was stuck to the corner of the mouth.

The appearance of a strong smell emanating from the whole body.

“What the heck, this bitch… … !”

Beatrice unconsciously covered her nose and criticized Lana.

Whatever.

Lana Regnant’s eyes were only focused on the Archbishop with love.

The answer came back from Kadri instead.

“Phehehe, a 4th class nun is talking badly.”

“… … Excuse me.”

“Don’t be like that. This woman is a pet that has been judged by the priest.”

The judgment of the clergy.

It was a word that Beatrice, a nun of the Holy Land, hated more than anything else.

If you ask me what I hate, I would say everything.

A priest who uses doctrine as an excuse to satisfy his sexual desires.

Females who fall into depraved behavior.

And if I had to be picky, I felt even stronger aversion to the latter.

Swish.

Beatrice’s gaze towards Lana became cold, as if she was looking at an inferior creature.

Vulgar and dirty. A woman like that is the same gender as me.

An unpleasant feeling arises.

In order to maintain chastity, she practices mana according to the teachings of the goddess Luxuria.

A female monkey who gives her body to a demon and, defeated by her sexual desires, hangs herself on a pole.

Anyone can see that Beatrice is a noble, superior, and outstanding woman.

“… … As you said, I will guide you to a slightly larger room. ”

A single room would be enough to house livestock in heat.

Beatrice turned her back, thinking so.

The convent was still covered in the stench of demons.