episode_0092
by fnovelpia92.
“You seem to be taking this lightly, but this is a holy war.”
“Of course. A sexually charged battle.”
Unable to bridge the subtle difference in opinion, they could only reach a conclusion.
“…Let’s do it the simplest way.”
“Fine. I’m tired of all this chatter.”
After a lengthy debate, the method of the holy war was finally decided.
A strategic battle was practically nonexistent for both sides. The reason Fried Church chose the mountains was purely as a countermeasure against the demons.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Erina couldn’t sense magic at the moment, but thanks to the succubi, the magical energy concentration was incredibly high.
Added to that, Prim’s magical power mixed in, making it a complete mess.
“The battle period is one week, with no limit on participants. Those defeated have no chance for rematch.”
“Additionally, the victory condition will be of your own judgment.”
There were several parts I didn’t understand, but there was no need to question each one individually, and I could interpret parts to my advantage, so I decided to remain silent.
“You know the battle is more likely to be impossible due to the terrain, right?”
Plains and mountains. Even if we intentionally try to meet, it’s difficult.
“It’s a proposal in that sense. Feel free to enter our church. It would be simpler that way, wouldn’t it?”
“What incredible confidence, you bitch… I’ll take the bait. Fine. But the battle will absolutely only be within your church.”
There’s a possibility of being physically strained going down the mountain path. If that’s what she’s aiming for, I have to take the bait.
“Okay♡”
Erina answered sharply, smiling seductively. I have no idea what she’s thinking. The only thing I know is the shape of Erina’s pussy, which I’ve seen to the point of familiarity.
“After the holy war, I absolutely agree that the aftercare must happen, right?”
“Of course. I’m busy too, so I’ll leave now.”
Erina skillfully tucked that enormous cock back into her clothes.
Thus, one storm passed.
“…Fuck.”
A curse word escaping like a sigh.
My head’s been dizzy since a while ago and things are not properly piecing together. Maybe it’s because I’ve directly received the impact of the magical energy.
Should I just let that heretic go? Did I miss the last chance?
There’s no time for regrets. To put it simply, it’s going according to plan. It’s unnerving how it hasn’t deviated from the original plan at all.
She may have knowingly laid a trap.
‘…Assumptions are meaningless. Go all out.’
The reason I haphazardly set up a base in this remote mountain range, using this location as a starting point, is to completely drive the magical energy out.
It was a matter of discussing it with the lord first, but it’s not exactly about getting their permission. It’s a problem where I can issue a unilateral announcement, and it’s not something they will easily do even if given a hefty sum, so there is no problem at all.
As it’s a holy war, even the demons are on high alert.
You never know what methods the heretic will use.
Julia stepped out of her private tent and took a breath.
“Bishop. How did things go?”
“Everything is proceeding according to plan. Each of you should take your positions and do what you must. While you’re here, perhaps some worship would be in order?”
The priest who brought Erina rushed over and asked. I quietly agreed to the suggestion of prayer.
A standard prayer. I have no way of knowing that during prayer at the Pai Church, orgies are sometimes held.
Beginning with giving thanks to the Goddess, preaching about the doctrine. The same prayer as always – a source of divine power.
However, I couldn’t help but add one more line.
“Judgment upon the heretics. Let the mill of justice grind them. May the unholy cunt be punished.”
As everyone prayed together, the solemn and serious prayer came to an end. Of course, we didn’t forget to inform them about the method of conducting the holy war that I worked out with Erina.
Those far away will use the communication tools I had prepared. Not magic, because of the magical turmoil.
Getting down from the makeshift dais, Julia quietly organized her thoughts. She calmed her mind and thought of the most effective strategy.
There aren’t many demons. For Julia, who possesses the divine power of a bishop and beyond, she can roughly grasp the positions of the demons even in this place filled with ominous energy.
Thus, she could outline a rough combat formation. A week should be more than enough to wipe them out.
We’ll deal with any non-demon entities later. We’ll have to check firsthand just what sort of legendary beings they are.
“Bishop, everything is ready.”
The Mother Superior reported the situation. Since we had time to prepare, everything is indeed perfect.
Even if we have ample time, it is important to use it efficiently.
“I’ll slightly change the plan. We’ll send a vanguard to strike the heretic first. Everything else will proceed as planned.”
“How will you select the personnel?”
“One nun, two paladins, and two inquisitors. Five people.”
I had already chosen who I wanted. People slightly above average. Their verification isn’t perfect, but this holy war itself is being prepared very urgently, so it has to be taken into consideration.
Julia summoned the selected personnel and gave them their instructions. After all, Julia is a cleric, not a tactician, so I left the situational judgment to each of them, only offering my prayers.
“That ends today’s preparations. In an hour….”
One hour, the time for everyone to prepare from their respective positions after the prayer.
Julia also has to prepare. I have to get used to it as quickly as possible. I have been making an effort, but it is not easy.
She hurried back to her private room.
Even after confirming that no one was there and no one would come, she moved toward the corner. Her heart pounded, blood rushing through her body.
Carefully removing the holy bishop’s robes, permitted only to the bishop, she carefully exposed the penis that had grown there sometime ago.
Earlier, the atmosphere made it easy to take them out, but the pounding of her heart wouldn’t stop. As if it knew her mood, her penis was standing tall.
When she carefully grasped it in her hand, it was burning hot.
Haa―, a hot breath involuntarily escaped her lips.
‘I, I can’t be this weak, it’s not even laughable, damn it….’
Even as a bishop, if I’m this sensitive to stimulation, I’m useless. I want to quickly offer a prayer for victory to the Goddess, but like this, if I put myself into any kind of contest I’m immediately guaranteed defeat.
I have no choice but to train, even if it’s just with my hands. It’s too early for real combat. Above all, it’s humiliating as a bishop. I’m familiar with the humility of acknowledging my own shortcomings, but this is shameful.
“Ah…”
With each masturbation, I have understood that the sensation gradually dulls. The problem is that my stamina drains quickly.
“Fuck… Oh, ohh♡”
It’s a simple act of holding and stroking, but why am I getting so aroused? Every time the foreskin goes over and under the glans, my waist flinches so much.
My plan to slowly get used to the stimulus was already gone. With my waist bent, like a horny monkey, I was stroking furiously.
“Ooh, ooh♡♡♡”
As if I had forgotten how to speak, I let out obscene moans, stroking ceaselessly.
With a determination to quickly release my semen, I masturbated myself. Pre-cum seeped between my palms, creating a lewd squelching sound.
“Shit, ooh good♡ Goddess♡ Amazing cock, ooh♡”
It’s all for the Goddess. Absolutely not for pleasure.
Even wasting this precious seed used to make children, it’s all for the Goddess.
While comforting herself in this manner, Julia’s mind was suddenly filled with the image of Erina.
The courageous sight of her jiggling large breasts and taking out her massive cock.
“Ha, shit… that heretic… she’s got a killer body…”
She unconsciously imagines the thick nipples matching her large breasts hidden behind her well-tailored clothes.
“I’m going to fucking… savagely fuck her. That heretic…how dare you oooo♡♡♡ use the Goddess’s name so freely, you biiiitch♡♡”
She imagines Erina with her pussy full of dick, moving her body back and forth, letting out erotic moans, and speeds up her hand movements.
“Cumming, cumming♡♡ Fuck that bitch’s pussy♡♡”
Her waist moved back and forth as she imagined impregnating Erina, splattering her semen.
The quantity was little, but the viscosity was considerable.
“Haa, haa……. Fuck….”
The milky fluid soaked the floor. The semen she ejaculated came up her palm along with her ragged breathing.
She took a moment to catch her breath, trying to calm herself down, but even without a breeze, the seductive aroma of the semen made her penis stand up again.
The tip of the glans felt a little sore, but it was still bearable.
“Right. I have to get used to it anyway. The problem is that woman is incredibly arousing.”
Julia, without even taking off her top, starts fondling her breasts. She just continued to furiously masturbate.
No one could even imagine that she was the Bishop of the Fried Church, as her face showed extreme depravity while preparing for the holy war.
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