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Episode 295: A Divine Move

Squelch!

“Eugh…!”

“Ugh!”

Even with divine magic, her anus remained tight, struggling to accommodate the penis.

The Saintess bit her lip tightly, as if uncomfortable with the foreign object invading her.

However, contrary to her reaction, her anus accepted the penis quite smoothly, as if they were always one.

A powerful sense of unity dominated her body.

“Huuu… Saintess-nim. Does it not hurt?”

“…Yes. It’s more spacious than I thought. Is this why others preferred this method?”

The Saintess tilted her head.

Her innocent face, combined with the situation of having a penis inside her anus, evoked an immense sense of depravity.

My penis grew even harder.

“Perhaps. May I kiss you?”

“Th-that… I-I’m sorry.”

“Is it because you must only kiss someone you love?”

“…Yes. Please bear with this instead.”

Saying so, the Saintess squeezed her anus tightly.

Whether intentional or instinctive, it was truly lewd behavior.

I grabbed the backrest of the sofa the Saintess was leaning on.

“Understood. Then, I shall just enjoy your anus, Saintess-nim.”

“Yes. I would appreciate it if you…”

Thrust!

Without waiting, I thrust my hips.

In the blink of an eye, the penis, which had almost slipped out leaving only the glans, disappeared back inside.

I didn’t stop there, moving continuously, violating her anus. There was no trace of consideration for it being her virtual first experience.

“Ung!? Haaht! Haaht! W-wait…! Aaaang!”

The Saintess cried out in surprise, but there was no pain in her voice.

She must be a natural genius at anal sex.

‘I’ll make her have no choice but to permit it!’

I’d already used her vagina once, and it didn’t matter since I could violate her anus instead, but not allowing a kiss made me a little angry.

Inserting my penis is okay, but kissing isn’t?

What is this, something you’d only hear from a prostitute in the old days?

Of course, comparing a prostitute and a Saintess is absurd, but regardless, I couldn’t just let this go.

I’ll make her unable to endure unless she permits a kiss!

No, I’ll completely make her fall in love in real-time with my technique!

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

With powerful thrusts of my hips, my thighs and buttocks collided, emitting a satisfying smacking sound.

My monstrous penis mercilessly violated and passed through the entire anal walls.

“Haaagh! Hmph! Y-you’re too strong. J-just a little s-softer… Ahhhng!”

The Saintess pleaded with her mouth, saying ‘no,’ ‘don’t,’ ‘gently,’ but in reality, her vagina was ceaselessly spilling lubricating fluid and enjoying it.

It was more accurate to see this as coquetry rather than rejection.

Her breasts, too, jiggled continuously as if they hadn’t had enough even after being sucked so much just now, expressing their presence.

I wrapped one arm around her thigh and extended my other hand to grab her breast.

Squeeze!

I kneaded her breast, leaving another mark over the imprinted red handprint.

Squish! Squish!

Simultaneously, as I violated her anus, which had now become wet, the Saintess lost herself.

“Hwaang! Haang! W-w-wait! Young Master. Not thereee…!”

“Pant! Pant! Is this what you like? This place!?”

Thrust! Thrust!

Around 10cm deep, I relentlessly probed her upper wall.

This was the Saintess’s erogenous zone.

Precisely, stimulating the G-spot adjacent to the wall beyond was the key.

“Eeiiing! Hiaaang!”

Gush!

The Saintess reached a small climax.

She uttered moans close to babbling, as if regressing to infancy like a child, and poured out fluid from her vagina.

An unknowing person, hearing only the sounds, might even mistake it for a pedophile violating a child.

Of course, the Saintess possessed a formidable figure, infinitely far from that of a child.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I didn’t stop; rather, I thrust my hips even faster, admiring the sight of her bountiful breasts jiggling.

The Saintess’s face, consumed by pleasure, was a bonus.

As the anal sex continued, she increasingly took on a lewd aura.

Her eyes lost focus and blurred, her cheeks flushed red, and rough breaths escaped her mouth.

Who would think this was a Saintess?

Even those who knew her well, if shown only this appearance, would believe it was another person who resembled her, or a manipulation using magic.

Only I, in this very moment, could see this sight.

As I thought so, an immense sense of conquest was satisfied, and at the same time, the feeling of ejaculation reached its peak.

“Ugh!”

I inserted my penis to its very root.

Pressing my whole body close, I pressed the glans against her anal wall as if I would pierce through.

Here, I made my decisive move.

“Saintess-nim. May I kiss you?”

“Haaah… Hmph! N-not alloweddd….”

“Still the same. Understood. I’ll come.”

“Yes…. As much as you like… Haaahng!?”

Squirt! Squiiirt! Squirt!

I ejaculated into her anus without hesitation.

Did I give up because I was rejected? No, not at all. I merely brushed off the failure quickly.

Because I can just try again.

As soon as the ejaculation stopped, I, who had been spewing semen into the Saintess’s anus, raised my upper body.

And then, I grabbed her thighs with both hands.

“Then, I’ll go right away.”

“N-yes. N-huh? What do you mean… Hwaaaang!?”

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

Not giving the Saintess time to grasp the situation, I started violating her anus again.

I won’t stop until she permits a kiss!

*

On a pleasant morning, as I headed to the meeting place, I expressed my regret.

“Ah, that was a real damn waste.”

Last night, I ultimately failed to receive permission for a kiss from the Saintess.

It wasn’t that my technique was lacking.

I only needed to do it for a little longer, but just then, Leona came looking for me.

Thanks to that, the mood was completely broken, and instead, I received a question from the Saintess about my relationship with Leona.

I had a bit of a hard time making excuses.

‘But that’s a bit absurd.’

Saying she can’t kiss because she doesn’t love me, but then she’s jealous of another woman?

I couldn’t possibly understand the Saintess’s heart, but what was important was that I had lost the chance to conquer her.

The price, of course, was paid by Leona.

A naked masturbation fountain show on the balcony where anyone might see.

I’d be reluctant to make other lovers, let alone even Skadia, do such things, but strangely, with Leona, there are no such reservations.

Is it because I think of her as someone else’s woman anyway?

Well, whatever the reason, as long as I wasn’t caught, it didn’t matter.

While thinking various thoughts, I finally arrived at the meeting place.

“Ruan! Over here!”

Abel was waving his hand.

And beside him, many companions were surrounding a High Elf, showering her with questions.

‘Aris Yggdrasil.’

The crazy bitch obsessed with rape, Arisha’s elder sister.

But her appearance was far too small and youthful to call her Arisha’s elder sister.

Her height was roughly 140cm, with the appearance of a child around elementary school age.

If one were to target her, she possessed a visual that would make a policeman run and arrest you, even without Ifrit’s wrath.

This was all because of Ifrit.

Because the curse he left behind had fixed Aris’s physical growth to the state it was 10 years ago.

At one time, the entire community was in an uproar over this topic, debating whether Abel was a lolicon or not.

If Abel’s Chronicles were R-rated, it would have been heavily penalized and banned from sale in Korea.

I approached Abel.

“Is that Princess Aris?”

“Yes. I didn’t know either, but it seems so. Why don’t you greet her too?”

“Does that look like a greeting to you? It looks like harassment to me.”

Currently, Aris was hiding behind Arisha’s back, trembling at the companions’ attention.

In fact, that wasn’t fear towards the companions.

She must merely be afraid that if she gets too close to the companions, they might lay hands on her and be engulfed in Ifrit’s flames, perishing.

She must have seen such a sight several times until now.

That’s why she’s living as unnoticed as possible, reducing her exposure to the outside.

Abel coincidentally encountering Aris was truly something that could only be seen as a miracle.

“Ahaha… they must just be happy to see her. Ruan. Let’s go. I’ll introduce you.”

“Alright. But you said we were going to the Spring of Purity today, right?”

“Yes. The Princesses said they received special permission. They sometimes encounter unicorns there.”

“A unicorn, huh… I don’t think there’s much good in meeting one.”

“Really? Do you dislike unicorns? Anyway, come here!”

I followed Abel towards Aris.

She, who had been bothered by the companions, made a bright expression upon seeing Abel.

Surprisingly, she didn’t even pay attention to me.

‘What is it?’

Arisha, through the memories of the spirit beside me, immediately recognized me as a rapist.

Being the same High Elf, there’s no way Aris couldn’t do that. As I tilted my head, wondering what had happened, a voice echoed in my mind.

-I chased away the spirits. Don’t worry.

It was Arisha.

She had driven away the spirits that were nearby, using her unique spirit control ability.

Fortunately, I could avoid having my identity revealed from the first meeting.

-Well done. Thank you.

-It’s nothing. There’s nothing good in knowing. It’s better not to know.

-What?

-No. Don’t worry about it.

Something is suspicious.

Curious about her ulterior motive, I wanted to question her immediately, but unfortunately, the world didn’t permit me to.

“I-I am Aris Yggdrasil. Pl-pl-please take care of me.”

Aris introduced herself, trembling her legs like a newborn fawn.

How could I ignore this?

“I am Ruan Friuli. I’m Abel’s friend here. Let’s have fun today.”

“Y-yes! Thank you!”

With the awkward greetings over, we officially entered the Spring of Purity.

Perhaps because the World Tree’s aura was especially strong here, the atmosphere itself seemed to be half magic, half air.

Just by repeatedly breathing, it felt as though all the waste products in my body were being washed away.

The speed of mana recovery also seemed to be five times faster than when I was at Solias Academy.

No wonder elves live long.

‘Is that not the case?’

Because I’ve never heard that humans living in the Elven Forest live long.

Well, anyway, it’s true that it’s an incomparably better environment than anywhere else.

We quickly arrived at the spring.

“Wow! The water’s mana is incredibly dense!”

“Indeed. If we drink this, won’t our mana increase?”

“Alisa. Snap out of it. There’s no way it would increase that easily.”

The companions looked around the spring, each expressing their unique impressions.

It was then.

“Oh? There’s a unicorn there!”

The Saintess pointed to the slightly distant outskirts.

Looking there, a pure white unicorn was gazing at us with its head raised.

The women headed towards it as if enchanted.

And when the distance had significantly closed, the unicorn twitched its nose, then twisted its face like a fierce demon.

Whinny!

-The smell of a non-virgin slut’s cum!

And along with unspeakable curses, it delivered a back kick at the Saintess who was running at the front.

I don’t know why the unicorn’s words are translated and heard by me.

“Kyaaaah!”

The Saintess recoiled with a scream.

Fortunately, perhaps it was merely a warning, as the unicorn’s hoof sliced through the air.

Snort!

The unicorn looked around at the women and snorted.

Only when it passed by Aris did it carry a light of favor.

The Saintess revealed her embarrassment and asked Arisha a question.

“Princess. Why is the unicorn doing that?”

“…Unicorns prefer virgins. That’s why they dislike women with sexual experience. It seems that’s why.”

“What? But I’m a virgin too?”

The Saintess wore a truly wronged expression.

It was natural for her to be like that, as she didn’t know I had broken her virginity when she fainted.

“What? But unicorns don’t attack virgins. There have been no such cases found in their long history.”

“But why… Ah! Could it be?”

The Saintess, who had been contemplating, seemed to have found a clue and let out an exclamation.

She continued, stammering.

“H-h-could it be that doing it from behind isn’t allowed either?”

“…From behind?”

“Yes. …Here.”

The Saintess reached out her hand and touched her buttocks.

All the companions who saw that sight fell into deep silence.