Chapter 307: Rumors She Was Chosen for Her Face
I woke up at midnight to move busily.
I’d leave Lucifer there with the dildo stuck in, and Hases, whose lifespan wasn’t really affected, would watch over Lucifer from the side and periodically handle meals and cleanup.
"Shaitan, can you reduce the time multiplier? To like 10x?"
"Impossible. Since it was made through a loophole, I can’t interfere beyond that."
"Really? Ugh, can’t be helped."
Neglect play had to be done to a certain degree, but even just going out for one day and coming back meant 100 days would pass.
"Hehe, I can only hope she eats semen for 100 days and undergoes ascetic practices to become my woman."
"I told Hases to bring her out the moment she makes any statement related to a declaration of defeat. And Flauros will manage her back. A thrusting tentacle dildo would stimulate better than a dildo just stuck there."
"Good job. If she keeps holding out even after 100 days... well, we’ll figure out another method then."
Only one day would pass outside anyway. Experiencing 100 days of restraint play in one’s life would also be one kind of experience. If she could endure 100 days that would drive a human crazy and make their mind go back and forth, that in itself meant she was a decent talent.
"Let’s push Lucifer’s problem to the very end and plan a route for now. The optimal route for what we need to do today."
"Specifically, what are you planning?"
"Simple."
I pulled Shaitan’s waist and grabbed her chest.
"Repeat having sex and working everywhere we go."
"I see. So I’m today’s partner?"
"If Lune comes along, I can’t restrain myself. Hehe. This is a secret, okay?"
"Of course. Then where will we go first?"
"First... yeah."
Past midnight. When everyone else was comfortably enjoying the festival, shouldn’t I go heat up the night of the woman who guarded the city alone in an empty room?
"Let’s go to Ras Vegas."
***
[A little later, Ras Vegas Government Office.]
"I-I didn’t think you’d come this late at night. I’m sorry for showing you such a shabby appearance."
"No, you’re pretty in your pajamas too. Hehe, negligees are comfortable, right?"
Eila greeted me wearing a black negligee. From what I heard, she had a brief chat then immediately returned to Ras Vegas and resumed city defense duties.
"You should’ve rested."
"You never know. We don’t know when humans might lead troops and attack again."
Eila seemed more resolute than expected. She seemed to be writing something, and I picked up the parchment—report—Eila had been writing.
"Something wrong at Spica Castle?"
"Yes. They say the Saintess and the Holy Church’s retinue entered Spica Castle. I was organizing Meri’s report."
"Saintess? Meri? Tell me in detail."
While I was resting in the dungeon, a fairy had urgently rushed to Ras Vegas. Bringing Meri’s letter, she immediately ran to the government office and reported to Eila.
"She brought a letter? I’ll read it myself."
I received the letter from Eila. The letter written in neat handwriting was full of Meri’s fingerprints.
[A group consisting of the Saintess, the Holy Knight Commander, and accompanying priests arrived at Spica Castle. I’m exploring various information, but the Saintess is harder to read than expected, so I’m assessing her true intentions.]
First, according to the Saintess herself, she’ll return to the Holy Church’s headquarters with an escort. It seems only the Holy Knight Commander and some priests will remain to conquer the dungeon. I observed the priests’ demeanor, and they seem to be combat priests like Sir Guinevere. Or they might be members of the Holy Knight Order. I’ll report immediately once confirmed.
Stocking sales are at an all-time high. There isn’t a single person in the territory not wearing stockings. Unlike Father’s intention, it became a situation where everyone regardless of age or gender wears them, but since demand is that high, sales records are being broken every day.
Baroness Virgo still thinks I’m sleeping with her. Line, whom Father assigned me, imitates Father and fucks her, so now she comes to Avalon’s basement every day trying to sleep and leave. If the battle with Halphas ends quickly, how about visiting Spica Castle and staying one night?
I’ll visit immediately once the situation here stabilizes and the two-way portal is established. I pray for your victory.
From Meri.
"Kugh."
That was the end of the letter. By now, a human adventurer dispatched to Spica Castle would have entered the underground passage and reported victory to Meri. Meri must be happy too.
"So that’s how the Baroness is... But Eila. What were you organizing?"
"I was organizing information I know about the Saintess and Holy Knight Order."
"Wouldn’t the Knight Commander be weak?"
"I’m organizing this information to clear exactly that prejudice of yours, Master."
Eila puffed out her lips in displeasure. I bent down and lightly pulled Eila into a hug and kissed her.
"Mm..."
"Sorry. I apologize."
"If apologies are like this, you may be rude as many times as you like."
Surprised by the light affection different from sex, Eila stared at me for a while before hardening her expression.
"Hmph~"
She immediately changed her expression the moment Shaitan, hiding behind me, made her presence known. Eila glanced lightly at Shaitan then reported in detail what she knew.
"The Holy Knight Commander is..."
To summarize:
Holder of the title Sword Saint.
Has a record of clearing a top-30 dungeon solo.
Multiple records of sweeping top-20 dungeons leading the knight order.
Though she came out as the Saintess’s escort, she’s higher in rank than the Saintess.
But why she follows the Saintess around deferentially is unknown.
Officially claims to volunteer as a knight protecting the Saintess, but according to vicious rumors, there are rumors she enjoys night play with the Saintess.
"That’s what I know."
"I see. Thanks for the detailed report. But Eila, you didn’t mention the most important thing."
"What is it?"
"Is she a woman? Is she pretty?"
"..."
Eila’s expression crumpled. Then she confessed information she couldn’t bring herself to say—information she’d deliberately hidden.
"There are rumors she was chosen for her face and figure..."
***
"Achoo!"
The Knight Commander sniffled and fastened her clothes. Though it was well past midnight, the persons of interest who’d gone out at night still hadn’t returned.
"What are they doing together... surely not?"
Delusions rose in the Knight Commander’s mind. The two end up alone in a secluded spot on the night road, the Saintess’s beauty lost in melancholy enchants even monsters, and the orc who can’t hold back finally pushes the Saintess down into the grass...
’That can’t be.’
The Knight Commander cleanly folded away the blasphemous delusion that arose in her mind. Even if the orc harbored such thoughts, the Saintess was the Goddess’s representative who possessed more divine power than anyone else in this world.
’Even the Demon King’s army’s single-digit dungeon masters tremble when the Saintess appears—what could a mere orc do.’
"That can’t be..."
"What are you muttering about alone?"
"Ah, you’ve returned."
The Knight Commander greeted the Saintess returning to the room and examined the black-robed giant following behind. Though she couldn’t tell well from just the silhouette, he seemed to have removed his cumbersome heavy armor.
"Where’s the armor...?"
"I disposed of it. And I received gifts including clothes to wear underneath. I put up a barrier in a place with few people and changed his clothes on the way back."
The Saintess’s face was full of red heat as if she’d been running. The orc closed the door he’d entered through and pulled back his hood.
"The helmet’s still the same though?"
"Only the helmet. Only. I changed the bottom to different light armor. You, just try lifting the robe here."
"Understood. Since you paid, I’ll follow your wishes."
"What exactly is underneath that the Saintess is so reluctant?"
"The Goddess said you shouldn’t be interested."
"Yes."
The Knight Commander became a bit depressed at the Saintess’s firm words. She was just curious what he looked like under the robe, but it seemed like a woman being jealous and guarding him.
’Surely not.’
The Knight Commander realized the Saintess’s flushed cheeks were a blush.
’It can’t be.’
Suddenly, she recalled Zabiyaba’s circumstances where an orc had raped a human. The Knight Commander’s fingertips trembled.
"Did the orc perhaps—"
"It’s not what you’re thinking, so don’t misunderstand. There are many unsightly scars on his body, so I deliberately covered them."
"I understand. I almost misunderstood."
Only then did the Knight Commander relax her expression and smile lightly.
"I thought maybe the Saintess was hogging those nice muscles for her eyes only. Orcs may not know other things, but they have nice muscles to look at... don’t you and I have similar tastes in that regard, Saintess? Hehe."
"Shut up. Anyway, we’re leaving right when we wake up in the morning, so keep that in mind."
"Understood. I’ll prepare for departure to the home country—"
"There’s a separate place to go. And a place to stop by."
The Saintess cut off the Knight Commander’s words and sat on the bed.
"I’m going to the Elven Forest."
"With that person?"
"I’m thinking of leaving him at the border and entering alone, so don’t worry."
The Saintess spread both arms to the Knight Commander. The Knight Commander approached the Saintess hesitantly and pulled her into a hug.
"Hehe, my baby. Are you jealous I might look at someone else?"
"Th-that’s... Saintess, right now there’s someone watching..."
"Think of him as just a folding screen. Hehe, you’ll change your mind when you see this, right?"
The Saintess lifted the hem of her priest robe reaching to her feet. The Knight Commander gulped at the black stocking lines, and when the hem rose to her waist, the Knight Commander couldn’t hold back anymore.
"What is this?"
"A garter belt. I wore it for you."
The Saintess smiled seductively while stroking the Knight Commander’s cheek.
"We’ll be apart for a while after tonight passes... shall we do it intensely one last time?"
"S-Saintess! But still, that person over there...!"
"It’s fine. I told him everything. And got confirmation too. Taurus, will you tell her yourself?"
"I don’t particularly care that you two are the same gender. Because you’re different species. Yeah, according to the expression of someone I know..."
The orc cleared his throat and imitated someone.
"It’s like two slugs rubbing together, so I have no interest at all. Saintess, may I read the book you recommended earlier?"
"Won’t it be noisy though?"
"I don’t mind. I like books."
The orc pulled out a thick book from his chest without hesitation. Opening a book titled ’Complete Works of the Holy Sword’s Hero,’ the orc began concentrating on the book without even glancing at the bed.
"E-even so, Saintess, this is—"
"Oh my, does the orc bother you? He doesn’t bother me at all. You’re not thinking of the orc as a sexual object, are you?"
"Of course not!"
"Then be confident. To put it bluntly, it’s not like he’ll get excited and burst in naked while we’re doing it, right?"
At the Saintess’s persuasion, the Knight Commander began hesitating. Finally, the Saintess took decisive action.
"It’s the Goddess’s oracle. Take them off."
"Yes."
The Knight Commander buried her head under the Saintess’s skirt.
***
"A blonde blue-eyed slender beauty. Almost the same as you, Eila?"
"My chest is bigger!"
"Yeah, yeah. I got it. So that Knight Commander can come conquer the dungeon?"
"Yes. Though she doesn’t use a holy sword, her skills are almost hero-level—she doesn’t have the Sword Saint title for nothing."
"Systemically, she’s a ★★★★★-level powerhouse."
"Ugh, that’s right."
A new enemy appeared.
"I’m definitely capturing her."
"I knew it."
"And Eila, let’s create a knight order for you."
I lifted Eila up and carried her to the bed.
"Yuri Knight Order, how about it? You make that Holy Knight Commander with those rumors with the Saintess the vice-commander, and you become that knight order’s commander."
"Are you giving me the chance to lead a knight order again?"
"Of course. And we’ll fill all the members with women. A knight order that rides unicorns. Hehehe."
"I see. But Master, that ’yuri’ you occasionally mention—isn’t that a relationship between women?"
"Yeah. There’s a saying I know that goes like this."
I lifted Eila’s negligee and lightly kissed her lower abdomen.
"[Men have no business crashing a girls-only party.]"
I hate men ’other than me’ barging in. I had Shaitan lie down next to Eila. I pulled down my pants in front of their faces and pulled out my erect dick.
"Master’s order. Suck it."
The moment my order fell, Eila and Shaitan exchanged glances then started licking my dick from both sides.