Can I Come to Talk?
[Desire fulfilled.]
[Releasing illusion.]
With the magic circle’s notification, I confirmed my return to reality and wiped the sweat flowing down my forehead.
“Whew.”
The floor was dirtied with the milky white fluid I had splattered.
My dick, smeared with the saintess’s saliva, vaginal fluid, and semen, was still throbbing as if not satisfied, its erection not fully subsided.
Calming my dick, which seemed ready to stand erect again at any moment, I cast Cleanse magic on both the saintess and myself.
Whoosh!
Mana moved, cleanly washing away the impurities clinging to my body.
The same was true for the saintess.
Her body, covered in various bodily fluids, was cleansed, and I looked down at her naked form.
The clear handprints and teeth marks left on her breasts.
All marks I had left.
Realizing that I was the one who had created traces that should never exist on the body of a saintess who should be pure, my heart fluttered with a strange sense of conquest.
Her beautiful breasts, with pink blossoms blooming on hills of white skin, were so beautiful that I wanted to possess them forever.
‘Let’s put away the worldly thoughts.’
I covered her body with clothes from the shop.
The saintess’s priestly robes were already torn to shreds by my hands.
There was no way I could dress her again in the messily torn robes.
“I’m glad it ended safely.”
I don’t know how hard I tried not to put my dick inside the saintess’s real pussy.
It’s true that I shoved my dick into her mouth and violated her throat, but that was unavoidable.
It was a build-up to make her feel like it was real.
I created a confusion of senses by rubbing my dick against her pussy, which was wet as if flooded, and fondling her breasts.
In addition, I made her hold a statue of a goddess existing in the illusion in her mouth, so that she could not properly feel the sensation of her pussy.
She knew that the thing she was holding in her mouth, thinking it was a goddess statue, was a dildo in the shop, but the saintess had no way of knowing that.
She would feel guilty for desecrating the goddess statue.
Thanks to that, Eileen’s pussy and womb recognized that she was being raped even though she wasn’t being penetrated, and she got very excited and came several times.
Honestly, I forcibly suppressed the urge to fuck her over and over again.
How could I resist when there was a saintess in front of me, naked and shaking her hips, asking me to stick my dick in her?
Who wouldn’t get excited seeing a woman revered as a saintess by others become a bitch and pant for me?
However, the reason that was barely holding on stopped me.
Was I planning to take the saintess’s real virginity and become a public enemy of the Goddess Church?
‘That was close.’
If my dick had slipped even a little and gone into her pussy…
A chill ran down my spine.
“I held back well. Really.”
After covering the unconscious Eileen with a blanket, I approached to examine the magic circle that had caused the anomaly.
I checked the result report of the magic circle that had been activated on the saintess.
How fast was the magic circle’s calculation speed?
How was the mana consumption per hour?
Were there any blockages in the process?
In particular, it was a report to identify if there were any points where mana consumption was high.
I checked the report every time I activated the magic circle on a customer.
The various figures shown in the report were quite stable.
The efficiency was lower than when I assisted with the process, but the figures were close to that level.
Compared to when the magic circle had solved everything on its own before, the performance had improved by at least twice as much.
“You little troublemaker. Why did you suddenly evolve on your own? I was just trying to do a simple test, but you activated on your own.”
It calculated and activated the illusion on its own, even though I didn’t help as a sub.
Of course, no other characters appeared, and the background was also limited to a narrow church room, but the fact that there was not a single error until the end of the video, even though it calculated on its own, was encouraging.
‘The only thing that’s changed is this golden pattern.’
The golden pattern newly created on the magic circle after being exposed to divinity.
This divinity, engraved by the saintess, complemented the performance of the magic circle.
I had never heard of the performance of a magic circle being improved by divinity.
No, the very fact that a magic circle accepted divinity was unprecedented.
Was it possible because the density of the saintess’s divinity was overwhelming?
The performance had definitely improved.
So, it was necessary to confirm why this performance improvement was possible, and what impact this change would have in the future.
‘I only need one time like today when it suddenly gets out of my control.’
No matter how good the performance of the magic circle was, if it continued to try to escape my control, it would be right to revert to the previous version.
Even a well-sharpened sword is useless if you can’t handle it.
It could cut me instead.
‘As sharp as it is, that one time could be fatal.’
If it were Master, he would have identified the cause right away.
‘I miss you, Master.’
I wonder when he will send a reply.
For a while, I felt like I would be busy checking the magic circle.
Eileen had a good dream.
-Now you don’t have to be a saintess anymore. Follow me.
It was a dream in which the prince on a white horse, whom she had so longed for, came to her and told her that she could give up her duties as a saintess.
A dream of riding on the prince’s white horse and escaping with him to a beautiful castle.
“Ah.”
Eileen let out a sigh, realizing that it was a dream.
The sigh she let out was thickly laced with the divinity that had been blocking her mouth until now.
“…The divinity is still there.”
She murmured in a whispering voice.
It was a dream.
That thing with the prince on a white horse too.
And that thing she experienced in the illusion with Max too.
Her face flushed just imagining it.
Herself, clinging to the devil’s embrace and panting.
Herself, begging for his dick and desecrating the goddess.
Herself, putting the goddess statue in her mouth and licking it as if licking a dick, all came to mind.
‘I’m crazy.’
It was the first ordinary conversation she had had in a long time.
The fact that the other person looked like a devil was not important.
She was happy just to be able to talk.
The reason she could be was because she was sure that Max was not a devil.
It was a comfortable conversation, and it was the first human emotion she had felt.
That was why.
The human emotions and carnal desires that she had to ignore as a saintess arose.
‘It’s a mistake caused by a moment of carelessness.’
Now that the divinity has returned, she just has to not repeat the excessive mistakes.
Is that the truth?
Does she really want to go back to her original life?
The voice inside her asks back.
‘I don’t want to.’
She didn’t want to go back.
Because she knew how good it felt to talk like a human.
It was then.
“Please have some.”
She raised her head at Max’s voice.
In his hand was a warm jasmine tea.
“…Thank you.”
She answered in a small voice that was barely audible, unlike in the illusion, and bowed her head and took a sip.
It was warm.
It was the kind of taste that relieved the stuffy feeling in her chest from her many worries.
Max sat next to the saintess.
The slight awkwardness that arises after sex.
Although it was in an illusion, a strange sense of alienation arises because they showed each other their most private and secret desires.
It was an awkward atmosphere that Eileen was feeling for the first time.
As Max sat next to her, Eileen, embarrassed by the image of him turning into a devil, couldn’t say anything and fidgeted with the teacup in her hands.
She waited for Max to say something.
“I didn’t take your virginity.”
“…Excuse me?”
“Your divinity will remain intact. No matter how much my job is to show you your desires, I don’t want to become an enemy of the Order.”
“Ah…”
She already knew that her virginity was still being cherished.
The divinity felt in each of her words proved that Eileen was still a pure virgin.
Of course, her mind could no longer be said to be pure, but at least her body was still chaste and clean.
She knew.
That Max couldn’t really violate her.
Unlike the revelations, he was not a real devil, and he was not a monster who came to capture the saintess.
Even if he was not a believer in the Goddess Church, he was not a heretic either.
She was disappointed.
Because she wanted him to really take her virginity.
Eileen looked at him with cautious eyes.
“…Do you regret it?”
“What do you mean?”
“…Seeing my desires. Were you disappointed? That such a person is a saintess…”
“What is there to regret? Everyone has desires.”
Max took a sip of tea and continued.
“Rather, it was nice to see. I felt that the saintess is also the same human as me.”
“…”
“How was it for the saintess? Did you like our shop’s illusion video?”
Eileen slowly nodded.
“…It was good.”
Her face flushed hotly.
Embarrassed to show her face with rosy cheeks, Eileen lowered her head.
“I’m glad. I was worried that it might seem vulgar to the saintess.”
That vulgarity was what she liked.
She couldn’t bring herself to say that.
The vulgar appearance of herself and Max was still vivid.
“By the way, do I still seem like a devil?”
“…”
Of course not.
He looked like a devil in the illusion, but she knew that he was not a real devil.
Of course, the fact that his dick was as sweet and delicious as the devil’s temptation…
‘What am I thinking? His dick is delicious. Get a grip.’
Max smiled softly at Eileen’s shaking her head.
“I’m glad the saintess’s misunderstanding has been resolved.”
“…Please call me Eileen.”
“Excuse me?”
“…You heard my name. You can call me by my name. When it’s just the two of us like this.”
Was it because she remembered the time when she had a comfortable conversation in the illusion?
Unlike others, she didn’t feel any distance from this man.
“Okay, Eileen.”
The moment he called her name, Eileen felt her heart beating fast.
How long had it been?
Since she was called Eileen instead of Saintess.
“…Brother Max.”
“Yes?”
“…If I come again later, will I be able to see you then too?”
“It would seem vulgar to Eileen.”
“…It’s okay. Because we’ll only be talking. Because the divine speech is not manifested there.”
She made a good excuse.
She didn’t want to create the misunderstanding that she was a lewd woman.
‘Because he’s the first person to call me by my name.’
“…Then I’ll go first.”
“You’re going out wearing that?”
Only then did she realize she was wearing an unfamiliar, light purple dress she had never seen before.
“This is…”
“Your clothes were all torn, so I had no choice.”
“Ah.”
Eileen could only return to the Order after using her divine power to restore her torn clothes.
Truly, it was an unforgettable experience.
Thump-thump-thump.
‘My heart is still racing.’
Eileen placed her hand on her lower abdomen.
It tingled.
She felt good.