Since she was given the role of a saintess, she had prayed to God countless times. Please give her the power to help the people. She will overcome any hardship.
Should she choose to uphold her pride and perish, or endure hardship and gain something in return?
As a servant of the people, the choice was obvious.
“…If I grow as a saintess and join forces with the hero of salvation, I might one day be able to reach your neck.”
Verm laughed at Lux’s defiant tone, a tiny act of resistance.
His eyes narrowed, as if he found it truly amusing, and he lowered his eyelids framed by long lashes. His gentle face looked as if it couldn’t even kill a single insect, let alone a human.
“That’s one thing. I won’t hold any grudges.”
His nose brushed against hers, and the last remaining distance disappeared. The cool, dry feel of his skin was the taste of a kiss that Lux should never have experienced in her life.
“Um, the light…”
His fingers, without any heat, undid her small buttons. Lux’s voice trembled as her soft silk robe was exposed.
She had once prepared herself for this for the sake of the people, but now that he was actually touching her, she was terribly frozen in fear.
“Ah, my apologies. We see better in the dark, so I thought it would be better for you.”
As Verm’s faint smile appeared, the candle on the wall went out. In the deep darkness that instantly fell, she felt keenly that the being on top of her was not a human.
Her clothes were spread apart, and the air touched her exposed skin. She shivered as he stroked her chest, which was rising and falling rapidly, and then her lower abdomen.
“Ah…”
She desperately suppressed the terror rising to her throat.
He could see through her bravado and fear, she was sure. But even knowing that, she didn’t want to show him an ungraceful side of herself.
Even if her resistance was meaningless, she would not give up her soul.
“I’ll engrave a mark here to make it easier to pour power into you.”
With his words, a sweet numbness spread from the pad of his finger as it dug in. A strange sensation, like warm honey being poured, ran in layers over her skin. She hurriedly looked down, and her thin lower belly was glowing.
A pattern resembling a bow with two symmetrical arrows appeared in the center.
“What… what is this?”
“It’s a sigil of your obedience to me, but don’t worry, it doesn’t force you to do anything. To continuously handle magical power, you need to deeply accept me, so I just altered your body a little.”
For example, his finger traced the faintly glowing sigil, and Lux’s eyes widened more than ever before.
“Ah, ah! Ahhhhhhh!”
A high, defenseless sound she had never made escaped her lips. It took a few seconds for her to realize that the intense, tingling sensation spreading was pleasure.
The magical power under her skin heated up and circulated through her veins, flowing into her lower abdomen with her heartbeat.
It was an unknown sensation that felt violent, a forced disruption of her nerves.
“This way, you will become a sack of flesh that craves what is poured into it.”
“W-wait, you don’t have to do this…”
“To hold a power different from your own, you must suppress your body’s resistance. There are several ways, but control through pleasure is the least burdensome.”
Despite the horrifying conversation, his calm voice sounded like a priest speaking of God. His hand left the sigil and pushed away the fabric, touching her thinly perspiring chest.
He cupped her large breast from below, and his dry fingertips sank into the soft flesh. Just that made her feel a melting pleasure, and the deepest part of her, which she normally didn’t even notice, tightened.
“Mmm, mmm!”
“I’m glad it’s working. And by the way, you really have wonderful power.”
Verm whispered with an impressed tone and moved his fingertip to her pale nipple.
The nipple, which had already perked up before he even touched it, was lightly flicked, and a ticklish, almost painful pleasure shot down her spine.
“Ah, no… don’t touch me…”
“But this part of you is begging for it.”
His unnaturally long thumb and index finger pinched her nipple and rubbed the soft skin. He scraped the surface, where a sweet, faint numbness was born, and she gasped.
No matter how embarrassed she was by her body’s shameful reaction, it kept getting aroused.
“Hah, ah…mmm, mm…ah!”
She couldn’t stop the nasal sounds. Every time Verm’s fingers pinched and tickled her, a hitching breath escaped, and she unconsciously rubbed her knees together. Her nerves felt connected, and the deepest part of her lower abdomen contracted.
She finally understood. This wasn’t a hardship to wait for the storm to pass, but a wave of humiliation that was ravaging and disturbing her body and soul.
“Saintess Lux, your voice is a little…”
She frantically covered her mouth with both hands, and Verm chuckled.
He continued in his smooth voice as his right hand slid to her side.
“Just a joke. No one can detect what’s happening in this room.”
He added, “You were making such a cute sound, I couldn’t resist teasing you.”
Her cheeks flushed at his words, but before she could find a retort, his thumb caught the edge of her underwear.
He lightly pushed it down, and her heart leaped.
“Mmm, uh…”
The plain fabric slid past her hips. As she turned her face away in shame, Verm’s lips gently bit her flushed ear.
The cool temperature transmitted through her skin made her stiffen even more, reminding her of his first kiss. Suddenly, his hand stopped moving.
“I apologize for the delay.”
“W-what are you talking about…?”
Lux opened her mouth, her anxiety fueled by his overly polite voice, but she immediately realized what he meant. The part of her covered by fabric was incredibly wet.
Was it because of the sigil on her lower abdomen, or because he had persistently played with her breasts?
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