Wilhelmina relays the events of the recent meeting. It was the usual political power struggle, but the atmosphere felt off. From the start, the council members’ gazes, the nobles’ subtle glances, even the slightest movements of the guards grated on her nerves. It was unsettling enough to dismiss as a bad feeling, but her intuition screamed otherwise. As the meeting progressed, it became undeniably clear – something was different. Regardless of what was said, they usually argued fiercely for their own gains, but that energy was absent.

    “As you know, nobles are particularly sensitive to profit and loss. For them to remain silent and watch? That’s impossible.”

    None of them suddenly cared about the nation’s safety or possessed a unified sense of purpose. They were all top-tier individuals within their respective families, yet few acted for the good of the country. Naturally, national prosperity was a necessary condition for their family’s interests, so their contributions to governance were undeniable. But siding with one faction would tilt the balance of the nation.

    “It’s a difficult problem. Even in smaller sects, such things are frequent….”

    Erina nods, then adds,

    “It’s nice to listen quietly…, but how about I give you a handjob?”

    “What? …You’re utterly depraved. Fine. I permit it.”

    Erina moves to the queen’s side, clinging to her like a vine. Wilhelmina’s fatigue-worn expression instantly brightened, a flicker of hope mixing with her expression regarding Erina’s training. But it was a vain hope.

    “I’ll start by lifting your clothes♡”

    Her nun’s habit, though made of a fairly high-quality material from a renowned workshop and specially treated, was no match for Wilhelmina’s dress. It was made of an incomparably soft fabric, possessing a luxurious softness that could only be described as heavenly. The color was a striking, beautiful shade that captured the essence of the night sky.

    Carefully lifting the garment, a futanari penis, fitting perfectly in one hand, shyly peaks out from beneath her panties.

    “Then, I’ll begin the handjob on Your Majesty’s precious futanari cock♡”

    “Wa-wait. You’re too close! Keep your distance!”

    “Oh come on, I can’t do it properly like this.”

    Erina uses her ample breasts as a weapon, rubbing them against Wilhelmina’s arm. She loops her arm around the penis as if inserting it into her chest, highlighting the softness of her breasts.

    “And if I’m this close, you can freely grope my breasts, too?”

    “Ah, fine. It’s pointless arguing, do as you please.”

    Within breathing distance, Erina gently strokes the queen’s penis up and down. A comforting distraction, if nothing else. She slowly caresses the intensely heated member.

    “Ah, mmh♡”

    Wilhelmina has completely surrendered to Erina. Logically, she still thought she should maintain distance, but she unconsciously allowed this intimacy. She didn’t even try to hide her moans or embarrassed expression. In her mind, Erina was merely her personal sex-servant.

    Even though, day after day, she was practically begging Erina for it.

    “So… what about those nobles?”

    “Mm―♡ Th-those women seemed… utterly unable to focus.”

    Without resisting the pleasure, Wilhelmina readily accepts it. She lets out hot breaths and moans, continuing her story.

    Coincidence does exist. Perhaps it was a coincidence that their menstrual cycles aligned. Thinking that, she decides on her course of action regarding the demons, monsters, and the sects. Since some families were connected to specific sects, she tried to devise appropriate countermeasures, but those individuals were simply… dazed, as if entranced.

    “At that moment, I realized my intuition was correct― Ah, aaaah♡ Ju-just a little gentler…. I remembered something from underground, something unseen, a demon, haah♡…or something like that.”

    “You… mean Sei-nim, right?”

    Sei, the current enemy. She thinks that, yet a lingering fondness remains.

    “If only she was the one who disappeared, if another party was secretly plotting… Khh♡ Th-that possibility… I failed to consider that.”

    “If a demon were involved, I would have sensed it. Your Majesty needn’t worry so much, there’s more to the story, right?”

    Wilhelmina’s breathing grows ragged, her hips starting to subtly twitch.

    “Ev-even without that, the atmosphere has changed dramatically this past week.”

    “How so?”

    She continues to stroke the penis with warm breath, her hand carefully approaching the entrance, yet Wilhelmina doesn’t resist.

    Nobles come and go from the castle as if commuting. The residents are the maids, royal family, and temporarily, Erina. There wasn’t a fixed work schedule, only the mandatory attendance at the royal council meetings. Naturally, they are under surveillance the moment they enter the castle.

    “To say things are amicable would sound pleasant, but as I said, ah♡ good♡ I’m about to cum―, haung♡ as I, said♡ I don’t trust people easily―♡”

    “You suspect a conspiracy.”

    With such harmony within the castle, who knows what they’ll do outside? Most of the currently available personnel are used for demon countermeasures, leaving no time to investigate this.

    The sofa she sits on is stained with a sticky mess. The wetness from the ejaculate has Erina fully aroused. Even though she’d just thoroughly enjoyed Sonya, her libido and prowess were practically inexhaustible. She wants to fuck this pussy right now, ignoring everything else; an uncontrollable desire is rising to the surface. Wilhelmina doesn’t even try to adjust her posture as her hips twitch, a fissure threatening to open beneath her penis.

    “Ugh, uuh―♡ Ooooh―♡ Su-suddenly, that strongly, then―♡”

    Semen spurts helplessly from the penis, throbbing in Erina’s grasp. The impregnation has semi-forcibly drained Wilhelmina’s semen. This is due to the increased frequency of impregnation this past week.

    “Ha, haa, haaa. Haa. That’s the dilemma. Hmm. What choice should I make? Should I consolidate internally or strike externally?”

    Even with semen dripping down her, serious words are unlikely to be heard. Yet, it’s the nun’s role to listen.

    “In my opinion, the outside should be prioritized. The nobles’ guilt hasn’t been confirmed, after all?”

    “That may be true, mmh♡ ch-churp…. Haa. It could harm Julia. It’s best to nip it in the bud.”

    She leads Wilhelmina to clean herself up. With gentle hands, she helps the queen clean up her own semen. Even though she used the ridiculous excuse that she couldn’t waste the queen’s semen, Wilhelmina was slightly influenced by Erina’s mind-control hypnosis, accepting it obediently.

    “I’m worried about the princess. I’ll also give you a clit massage♡ From what I see, those nobles aren’t a problem.”

    “Wh-what do yo- you mea-… Ah, aah♡”

    She inserts two fingers into the soiled opening, stimulating the spread vulva. Locating the erogenous zones is easy with her ability to quickly assess weaknesses. Having already been penetrated, Wilhelmina’s body is sensitive, receiving the pleasure of Erina’s fingers plunging into her precious hole. Royal dignity has completely vanished in front of Erina.

    Erina gains a fragment of knowledge of the ‘Skill Removal’ skill.

    “Perhaps, we’ve really become close.”

    “Hng, aaah, aaaah♡”

    The calm, low tone transforms into the whimpering of a female in heat.

    “This morning, about three hours ago, I met someone from the church, and they said… no, high-ranking members from Freed Church often visit. It hasn’t been long, but a friendly relationship has formed there.”

    “Ugh, ooo♡. I-is that true? Aah♡ Atta―♡”

    “If we diligently follow our Goddess’s teachings… we naturally become close♡”

    Creak, creak, creak—. Wilhelmina’s willpower is slowly eroded by the overwhelming pleasure.

    “Th-this is also… your… your Goddess’s… teachings―♡ Unggh―♡♡♡”

    “As expected of the queen. Your Majesty. Why not set aside your worries for now and receive… true guidance? …Let’s try to understand the nobles’ hearts a bit better―♡”

    There’s nothing more to ask. She’s completely enthralled by pleasure. The sofa she sits on is soaked as if she had urinated. Erina stops her fingers, which were churning her vulva, to hear her answer. Sticky, translucent fluids…

    ‘Ah, I’ve done it. A week… I’ve endured too much. Ha…. Fresh young things are nice, but the ripe flavor is quite the delicacy. Judging by her mental fortitude, a few safety measures should suffice♡’

    “…Ju-just a little. Yes, just a little. I need to understand the people―… therefore…”

    “A wise decision. Then… shall we experience it? The Goddess’s grace♡”

    Erina…

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