episode_0082

82.

“Bishop, are you busy?”

A parishioner with green hair and a gentle expression speaks to Erina.

Erina was quietly performing penance in the large sanctuary on the first floor of the church, calming her heart.

She was reflecting on her failure to faithfully carry out the will of the Great Goddess due to her own inadequacy, and making resolutions. She should spread the Goddess’s name more widely, but due to the rapidly changing environment, she had only managed to become accustomed to it.

She was performing it in the sanctuary, not her private room, because it was the most sacred place.

While rubbing her penis through her clothes, she repents for not being able to continuously impregnate females as the Goddess intended.

“Bishop…?”

“Ah, yes. Iba-ssi. What is it?”

A fragrant soap scent tickles her nose; she must have just finished bathing.

The curves visible through the linen clothes, which are a size too large, are alluring.

She doesn’t know if the lines are actually beautifully smooth, but she finds it arousing.

“It’s a letter.”

“A letter? Hmm. There’s nowhere convenient. Regardless, thank you.”

Erina receives the crumpled letter that Iba offers.

“Then, excuse me.”

“Is something urgent?”

Since she came to deliver a letter, it’s easy to deduce she doesn’t have much to do.

Nevertheless, the reason for asking is naturally to seduce her.

“No….”

Iba’s face turns crimson, easily understanding her intentions.

“Come here. Bishop wants your oral service♡”

“As the Bishop wishes…♡”

Iba bows respectfully, kneeling before Erina, who is sitting with her legs spread.

Erina’s nun’s habit is custom-made, with one side of the skirt open, allowing for somewhat unrestrained movement, and even allowing her panties to be pushed up to be seen.

What’s visible isn’t panties, but a penis the size of her forearm.

Iba swallows her saliva at the imposing size.

“Then, I shall begin my service.”

“Ah, before that. It’ll be boring if we just do it, so how about a bet?”

Erina supports her stiff penis with one hand and moves it leisurely from side to side.

“A, a bet?”

“If you make me cum even once before I finish reading the letter, I’ll give you the chance to get pregnant with my sperm♡”

Iba’s pupils dilate, then her expression changes to that of a submissive female.

“B-but what happens if you don’t make me cum?”

“Well~. How about a one-year service ban?♡”

The instantaneous change in expression is funny.

Naturally, there’s no reason to ban her. She will use some excuse to keep her as a faithful servant of the Goddess.

It’s just a moment of amusement, but Iba’s expression immediately becomes resolute.

An expression filled with determination to surely make her cum.

At this point, Erina can’t simply enjoy it as a joke. To her resolve, she must respond with resolve, and forbearance is the proper course.

“Then, shall we begin?♡”

Erina breaks the seal of the received letter, and Iba takes a large bite of Erina’s penis.

Chuuup♡ Chuu-oop♡ Chut―♡♡

A strong suction from the start, giving no leeway for cumming. She moves her head rapidly, sucking with all her might.

“Oho-ot―♡”

Judging by experience, her skill isn’t particularly outstanding, but her sincerity is undeniable.

Her waist twitches and thrusts forward.

If she hadn’t decided to resist, she would have unconsciously spilled a mouthful of semen into her mouth.

Because she was a terribly premature ejaculator, weak to pleasure, if she even slightly loses focus, her mouth would be ravaged like a dog, so she decides to focus on the letter immediately.

“Ugh, oh♡”

Thinking about it, even if she loses, it’s not a loss.

‘The sender is…. This… might be a little troublesome?’

Huuup―, Chuu-oop♡

The many pages are cramped with writing; it’s daunting to read.

However, she must read it. Because the sender is someone she cannot ignore.

“Uht♡ Euu♡♡ O-oh♡”

Chuuup♡ Chup♡♡ Haa―♡ Hlurut Hlurut♡

Her attention is completely on her penis; the words don’t register properly. She barely manages to restrain her waist, which keeps twitching, trying to reach the deepest part of her throat.

Iba also starts to use her tongue to persistently seek out Erina’s weak points, employing all her senses greedily.

‘Hoo, Hoo. Although my skills are still crude…, this growth…. is formidable♡’

Truly, worthy of a parishioner who has faithfully received the Goddess’s grace. While feeling proud, it becomes hard to suppress the rising urge to cum.

‘So…the letter’s contents….’

She reads the letter, filled with unnecessary flowery language, her eyes moving faster than ever before.

Oho-ot♡♡ Ogo♡

Eum―♡♡♡ Chuu♡

Her warm mouth persistently sucks. She uses her neck muscles to the point her mouth is sticking out, exploring Erina’s massive penis.

The letter’s contents, while validating Erina’s concerns, had unexpectedly positive conclusions.

“Aa♡ There, wea♡ weak♡”

Brrut… Brrrur♡ Knullung♡―

Before there’s a chance to see white, Iba drinks up an enormous amount without leaving a drop, using the suction she used to suck the penis.

“Kku… l-l-luck, haa, haa…♡ I, I won…♡”

Her mouth filled with sticky texture and intense smell, she declares victory with a lewd look and a sticky voice, but unfortunately.

“Oh my, I finished reading it first♡”

She replies with a confident smile, but Erina’s breathing is quite ragged.

She’s already ravaging her lower body in her mind.

“Aaaaa― That….”

“Don’t cry. The Goddess will be sad♡ Still, we can’t just cancel the bet….”

She strokes Iba’s tearful hair.

“The service is forfeit♡ But receiving the Goddess’s grace is a different matter♡”

“Th-that means….”

“Yes. Come find me tonight. Until then… I trust you’ll prepare for your baptism♡”

“Ye, yes!! Thank you, thank you♡”

Preparing, of course, means thoroughly moistening one’s genitals.

“Then, I’ll excuse myself first.”

Normally, she would have ordered her to spread her legs immediately, but the situation is slightly different.

Erina immediately goes up to her room on the third floor and throws the letter on her desk.

It seems to be progressing in the desired direction, but a sigh escapes her despite herself; everything is fundamentally wrong.

Why can’t they understand? They should be believers of the same Goddess. Why do they regard her as a heretic?

The Goddes’s statue…something more is definitely hidden, but she doesn’t have time to investigate.

The Freed Church is clearly targeting her, and this isn’t something that can be resolved by simply suppressing magic.

There must be a reason why she can directly contact the Goddess.

Right now, she has no time to think about such things.

She needs people. There are too many gaps to withstand a full-scale war against the Freed Church here and now.

There are already too few people, and Levi and Aries are also absent.

She doesn’t know how large the Freed Church is currently, but possessing the Knights Templar, the Convent, and the Inquisition, it’s definitely at least twice the size of Erina’s Pai Church, if not more.

“Titania.”

At Erina’s call, the Fairy Queen appears.

“Did you call, my master….”

“Your complexion seems pale…. What’s wrong?”

Titania displays her usual supreme, cold beauty, but her complexion is bad.

Focusing on the contract that binds them as master and servant, she gets a rough idea of Titania’s condition.

“I apologize. It seems the atmosphere here doesn’t suit me.”

“Doesn’t suit you…?”

“Simply put, the dragon’s magic acts as a subtle poison. Normally, she could control her own magic, but it seems that’s not the case now.”

“Oh dear, I didn’t realize…. Please do just one more favor, and then rest properly.”

If she loses more power like this, things will become difficult, but she doesn’t show it outwardly.

Nodding to Titania, she asks her to contact the remaining members, including Hannah, to come quickly.

With elves and orcs, there’s no way they would lose.

The problem is the dragon, Prim. She’s steadily entering the Goddess’s embrace, but what kind of variable she’ll become is completely unknown.

While unaware, it’s impossible for it not to have some adverse effects on humans.

Ignoring the uncontrollable variables, she weighs what is possible.

She has no choice but to follow the right path with her solution skill.

“Haah. They are all just possibilities…. I wish the others would hurry and arrive….”

She can’t contact Levi and Aries. It’s been three days since they left; she’s been investigating the secrets of Prim with her own sense of mission.

They’ve embarked on an adventure as a formula to solve the variable, but whether it will be in time is another unknown.

In short, Erina couldn’t do anything right now.

“Now that I think about it, there’s Ziben-ssi.”

A half-orc and remodeled futanari, a large and muscular woman.

Because she’s been of great help with land reclamation, Erina hasn’t given her any separate tasks. Unlike her muscular build, she possesses considerable magical skills, secretly playing a significant, and Erina hasn’t assigned other tasks.

She planned to use her as a candidate for a knight, but it’s too late for that timing….

“Right, there’s no way I have absolutely nothing to do. I haven’t used my skills lately, and my senses have dulled a bit.”

Erina hurries to go call for Ziben.