Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Persecution of the Holy Maiden
Jima’s smile was particularly charming under the afternoon sun. Her black hair flowed smoothly like a waterfall, and her light golden eyes were transparent and pure, giving off a sense of relaxation.
The Holy Maiden Jenna was momentarily stunned. After comparing the black-haired girl before her with the small and cute little demon girl with horns that she remembered, she realized there was a resemblance.
She instinctively asked, “How have you grown so much?”
“Miss Holy Maiden, as my power grows, I mature too,” Jima said, her gaze slowly outlining the curve of Jenna’s chest, “In the future, I might even be bigger than yours.”
A sense of crisis rose within Holy Maiden Jenna. Previously, she thought the little demon was just a small girl with no capacity to seduce George, but now… with the two of them having spent so long together, could it be…?
Her scalp went numb as the hair on the back of her neck stood up.
George said:
“Jima has already proven herself to be trustworthy. I am her guide, as well as her teacher, companion, and comrade. Jenna, I hope you will not harbor resentment towards her because of her race.”
Holy Maiden Jenna came back to her senses and smiled:
“I won’t.”
Jima, with great interest, shifted her gaze from Holy Maiden Jenna’s substantial chest to her oval face. Jenna had a noble temperament; standing in front of her felt like gazing up at a white lotus flower on fresh snow. On her oval face, a pair of green eyes resembled cat’s eyes. Her skin seemed to glow with a faint moonlight hue, making her seem untouchable.
But Jima’s wicked heart thrilled, filled with a sense of sacrilege. The more pure and noble Holy Maiden Jenna appeared, the more she wanted to stain that purity with her own filth.
At the same time, she keenly sensed Holy Maiden Jenna’s impatience behind her high demeanor.
Sure enough, just as she thought. Holy Maiden Jenna wished she could jump into bed with George, but the oblivious virgin had no idea that this wasn’t even NTR, so what was he waiting for?
While Jima was pondering, Holy Maiden Jenna approached George from the other side, almost pressing her shoulder against his arm, saying:
“George, tell me about your experiences in Shalin City as we walk.”
Thus, under the “attack” from both women, George walked while briefly recounting his experiences in Shalin City.
“…I didn’t expect that the big boss, Felis, would be so decisive. As soon as he betrayed me and fulfilled the contract, I was surrounded.”
Holy Maiden Jenna said:
“Did the amulet I gave you work? I felt it was used up while at the cathedral; I was very worried about you.”
“Yes, it was very useful; it saved me once.”
Holy Maiden Jenna’s green eyes glanced at Jima, slightly accentuating her tone:
“Then next time, I’ll make another amulet for you; remember to keep it close.”
Oh, what a boring show of dominance. Because I won’t feel jealous at all; you’ve already lost from the start, woman.
Jima cautiously said:
“Um, Miss Holy Maiden, could you also make one for me?”
As she spoke, she widened her eyes, looking at Holy Maiden Jenna.
“Uh… that.”
George said:
“If it’s convenient, could you make one for Jima too? There were several times during battle when I couldn’t take care of Jima, and she almost got hurt.”
Holy Maiden Jenna smiled:
“Okay, okay, though it’s a bit troublesome, I can make one more.”
“Thank you, Miss Holy Maiden.” Jima sweetly smiled and said to George, “And thank you, George, you’re so good to me.”
Holy Maiden Jenna tightened her grip on the clasp of her cloak.
George continued talking.
“By the way,” Jima said, “that was also when you ambushed a carriage carrying female mage apprentices, right?”
“Yes,” George said, “Chamberlain burned the carriage along with the female apprentices.”
“That’s terrible! In the end, they spread the rumor that you did it,” Jima changed her tone and said, “You risked yourself to get the magic silver ring you ordered for me, but were stigmatized. It’s really…”
Jima initially pretended to be moved but quickly changed her words.
“…You’re really such a great person.”
Holy Maiden Jenna’s face slightly stiffened as she asked, “What is the magic silver ring?”
George replied, “Jima wanted to be able to walk down the street without having to worry about hiding her horns and tail.”
“That’s right.” Jima dispelled the magical disguise and stretched her tail out from her skirt, raising it comfortably, “Having my tail curled around my thigh is really uncomfortable.”
George’s eyes moved along with Jima’s smooth tail.
Holy Maiden Jenna hoped to quickly skip this topic and said:
“Oh, I see. After that, how did you liberate Shalin City?”
Jima answered, “That begins with the night the great benefactor was driven away. At that time, the great benefactor wanted to auction me off. To fetch a high price, I had to dance on stage first. George, did you see me dance?”
George nodded and said, “I did. To be honest, it was quite unexpected. I thought you were forced to perform an erotic dance, but your movements were very graceful.”
“The great benefactor previously threatened me, saying you had come several times but had failed each time, and the cathedral wouldn’t allow you to rescue me.” Jima said, “I almost believed it; in my despair, I exploded the emotions of the whole city and was ready to perish together. Unexpectedly, you rode in on a white horse, stepping on the water’s surface to come save me. Even fairy tales are not that beautiful.”
George: “Hmm.”
“George. Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered previously when we went to purify the undead together and were betrayed, intercepted by a vampire count leading an army of the undead.” Holy Maiden Jenna said, “A group of blood knights relentlessly pursued us, and they killed my mount. It was you who, despite your injuries, faced the swordmaster who aimed to pierce me with his lance, splitting him in two. It was the first time I saw you so furious.”
“Thanks to you,” George said, “I was heavily injured and unconscious at the time; you carried me, walking through the mountains while healing me.”
Holy Maiden Jenna tilted her chin slightly towards Jima, seemingly demonstrating: What’s so great about being rescued? I’ve shared a life-and-death bond with George, supporting each other through thick and thin.
As Jima listened to their reminiscing, her gaze focused on Holy Maiden Jenna’s chest. Her mind inexplicably conjured an image of the saint nursing George while treating him, and her heartbeat quickened.
She noted the demonstration from Holy Maiden Jenna and felt that if she wanted to NTR, she first had to persecute the saint and sow discord between them.
She pressed her slightly pained chest and said:
“I’m feeling a bit of pain again, George. Does the cathedral have a doctor who specializes in heartaches?”
George asked with concern, “Is it hurting again? Is it serious?”
“It should be fine.”
“Isn’t it the case that a quickened heartbeat causes pain?”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“We can’t delay any longer,” George said, “I feel we should take you to a priest who specializes in physical healing.”
“Is he male, female, and how old is he?”
“He’s an esteemed old priest; what about it?”
Oh, an old man is out of the question.
“I’m… scared. You know I’m a demon; if he has prejudices and wants me dead, what if he finds an opportunity to harm me?”
“It won’t happen; healers have benevolent hearts.”
“I don’t believe that; so-called benevolent hearts are merely moral shackles placed on them by everyone.”
George said: “Before treating, you can ask him if he would ever intend to do so.”
“What if he has a sudden impulse during treatment?” Jima said, “Let’s ask ourselves, if—if he chose a risky treatment plan, and intentionally or unintentionally neglected it, creating some small risks, and I unfortunately didn’t pull through—I’d be done for. Wouldn’t this be a malicious act of murder that straddles the line between deliberate and accidental? Wouldn’t the cathedral punish him severely?”
George and Holy Maiden Jenna fell silent.
Holy Maiden Jenna spoke up: “That’s a very small possibility.”
“But for me individually, encountering it means a hundred percent. In the whole cathedral, or even the whole world, I only trust you, George.” Jima said, “Miss Holy Maiden, are you skilled in healing?”
“I have some achievements.”
Jima looked at Holy Maiden Jenna’s chest and said with a lovely smile: “Then could I trouble you to help me heal? I’ll pay cash; I trust you. Because George spoke of you as his confidante, with a relationship that is pure and sacred.”
In that moment, Holy Maiden Jenna felt an impulse to stab a knife into Jima’s chest.
George looked at Holy Maiden Jenna and said: “I’m asking you for her; can you do it?”
Holy Maiden Jenna felt a pang in her heart but still smiled and said: “Of course, I will do my best to heal your wounds.” Using the best and most expensive materials, you’ll end up in deep debt. Hmph!
“Thank you!”
Jima had a sudden urge to bury her head in her chest, but considering they weren’t close, she restrained herself.
She waited, waiting for Holy Maiden Jenna… to make her feel bitter enough to ruin her relationship with George, setting the stage for future NTR revenge.
Sure enough, Holy Maiden Jenna asked:
“When did you start having pain in your chest?”
“About a month and a half ago.”
“What caused it?”
Jima’s chest suddenly ached a bit again, and she said: “A bronze sword pierced through my heart, and I drank the blood from the ‘Blood Horn Cup,’ gaining troll-like healing abilities. My heart was punctured, and the wounds kept healing, pressing against the sharp sword blade.”
Holy Maiden Jenna felt a sense of sympathy and softened a bit, asking:
“Who was so cruel as to pierce your heart?”
“I did it myself.”
“You did it yourself?”
At that moment, George began to explain. He detailed how the ritual to fear the battle demon was on the verge of success, yet faced numerous obstacles along the way, and when he reached the fearsome battle demon, he was already at his limit and fell into a trap. The situation was dire…
Holy Maiden Jenna listened with her heart clenched, saying:
“If you keep pushing yourself, you will eventually lose your life, and many people will suffer terribly then.”
“It’s fine.” George smiled, “At that time, Jima came. To sever the evil slave contract between us, that sword had to pierce the heart, so she pressed the sword tip against her chest and jumped down from the treetop, aiming for the ground.”
Jima also imitated Holy Maiden Jenna, slightly raising her chin to look at her, attempting to provoke her back.
Holy Maiden Jenna lightly covered her mouth upon hearing this, saying to Jima: “That must have hurt a lot.”
Jima laid her chin flat again and said: “Yes, it really hurt.”
Holy Maiden Jenna smiled, her eyes squinting: “Don’t worry; I’ll make sure to treat you well, and I’ll cover the material costs.”
Jima’s heart stirred: “Ah?”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m just not used to it.”
Where did it go wrong? It was supposed to make her feel bitter.
Never mind, it’s fine; I can finally experience the treatment of being closely attended to by a beautiful woman.
