The Young Master of the Slave Trader – I Aim at Princess Harem – – Chapter 269

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Part 1

The Saintesses’ Plaything

This is a district within the Imperial Capital Granza of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, where the facilities of the Asgard Holy Church are gathered. In one corner, a bathing hall for female priests and nuns had been established.

It wasn’t just any bath, but a continuously flowing hot spring famous for its abundant water.

The water was clear with a slight scent, but it had excellent heat retention properties and was said to be effective for fatigue and muscle pain.

Bathing in this hot spring to soothe our weary bodies from rigorous training was one of our greatest pleasures.

In the Asgard Holy Church, where frugality is a virtue, we are taught that indulging in fine cuisine leads to gluttony, and indulging in carnal desires is also forbidden. No, it is explicitly forbidden by the commandments for those of my faction, the “Holy Church,” while the other faction, “Asgard Faith,” acknowledges marriage as sacred.

As I removed my priestly vestments in the dressing room, I became completely naked and headed for the bathing area. A fine priest’s robe was placed in a basket in the dressing room, so there seems to be someone else here before me.

“—It seems LunarMaria-sama is also tired.”

As I entered the bathing chamber, a beautiful woman with long, lustrous silver hair tied up was soaking in the hot spring, obscured by the steam.

“—Who might it be? Seira-san? The bath is wonderfully hot today, and it’s healing my body.”

The silver-haired beauty responded to my greeting. She turned towards me, and as her closed eyes opened, beautiful emerald eyes, like precious gems, appeared. Her body, which appeared slender when clothed, was voluptuous, and her full breasts swayed in the water. Furthermore, at the bottom of the water’s surface, I could see curly silver hair in her crotch area.

“Even for a Saintess with the epithet ‘Saintess of the Bottomless Spring’… you too are tired?”

I averted my gaze from Saintess LunarMaria-sama’s mature figure and addressed her again by her epithet. Saintess LunarMaria, whose real name is LunarMaria Lurd, is also a high-ranking priest in the Asgard Holy Church, belonging to the same organization as me. The title “high-ranking priest” indicates her belonging to the “Asgard Faith” faction; she is equivalent to an Archbishop in the “Holy Church” faction. Her age is… 20 years old, I believe? Older than me?

I heard that Saintess LunarMaria was invited to a “Thanksgiving Concert” hosted by a local temple in the former Kingdom of Vandis, one of the Southern Nations, about two months ago.

The purpose was a difficult task to calm the sea, which had been ravaged by divine wrath, and it was said that even Saintess LunarMaria’s power could not achieve it. However, it was accomplished by someone named Freya, who participated at the last minute, and it was reported at the time like a beehive being stirred up.

This great achievement of calming the turbulent seas is said to be a replication of “Divine Right of Kings” achieved by Florence Diva Banadis, the first Queen who founded the Kingdom of Vandis. And Freya, who accomplished this great feat, was taken away somewhere by a Valkyrie, one of the envoys of the high-ranking gods.

I heard that Saintess LunarMaria, who witnessed this miracle, was tasked with finding Freya.

In commemoration of this miracle, Freya came to be known as the “Diva of Calm.” Furthermore, her true identity is believed to be Freya Diva Banadis, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Vandis, which was destroyed by the Kingdom of Sazania, deduced from the blue gem adorning her chest, which was the “Jewel of the Sea’s Legacy.”

According to common belief, Crown Prince Freya fled to the Espana Imperial Kingdom, but due to her young age, she was unable to secure assistance and tragically perished. It is said that she eventually became a Fallen Slave.

Saintess LunarMaria is searching for the whereabouts of the late Crown Prince Freya, or rather, Queen Freya of the Newborn Kingdom of Vandis, but there are no clues. The Asgard Holy Church also wishes to form an alliance with Queen Freya, who accomplished the “Divine Right of Kings,” a divine miracle.

For these reasons, Saintess LunarMaria was also showing signs of fatigue.

With the accomplishment of “Divine Right of Kings,” restoring the Kingdom of Vandis aligns with the will of God, making it difficult for the Espana Imperial Kingdom, which currently occupies it, to object.

“Even I, who have received the healing grace of divine miracles from high-ranking gods, am, after all, only a mortal woman… And Seira-san, you are also a respected Saintess known as the ‘Saintess of the Dream Hall,’ aren’t you?”

“I only receive prophecies in my dreams…”

My name is Seira Hyperion. I am 17 years old and have been granted the rank of priest by the Asgard Holy Church. The rank of priest indicates my belonging to the “Holy Church” faction, which is equivalent to a priest within the “Asgard Faith” faction.

Saintess LunarMaria-sama is a Saintess who heals those around her with her rare, celestial singing voice. On the other hand, I do not possess healing grace. Instead, I am called the “Saintess of the Dream Hall” because I receive prophecies from high-ranking gods in my sleep.

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I was originally born into humble origins.

My name at the time was Seila Riot. My family ran a trading company and belonged to the wealthy class, so I had a childhood free from hardship as a noble daughter.

However, five years ago, when I was 12 years old, my father’s trading company’s cargo ship was wrecked in a storm, leaving us with enormous debt. My father, Bill Riot, desperately tried to raise funds, but as the due date for the bill approached, he had no choice but to sell me to the Raymond Trading Company, a slave trader.

And when they appraised my buyout price, a boy named Hal Raymond saw my naked body. Hal Raymond is the only son of Dalos Raymond, who runs the Raymond Trading Company, but he is a unforgivable beast who saw my naked body!

The act of a Saintess’s naked skin being seen is a crime punishable by death.

At that time, I was embarrassed that my father saw me, but since he was family, I decided to forgive him.

However, Hal Raymond, a complete stranger, could not be forgiven. The next time I meet him, I will surely retaliate! Moreover, Hal Raymond, after seeing my sacred and pure naked body, insultingly fell over, that useless bastard!

Hal Raymond shall not be forgiven!

After that, I was forced to wear an indecent “Slave Garment” and was nearly exposed naked to customers. However, as the saying goes, “Where there is a will, there is a way.” Mr. Asimor Tatanto, a business associate of my father, bought me and even freed me from slavery. The purchase price at that time was as high as 5
My body trembles at the thought of a thick penis splitting my slender groin, piercing my hymen, and thrusting into my vagina. Due to my profession, I sometimes see the bodies of girls who were raped and died, and just recalling the resentment of those girls whose labia were torn open and bled to death makes me want to cry.

I don’t want to die with my vagina torn open.

One might think that such lacerations could be healed with “Healing Magic,” but I doubt I could calmly sing a healing song with my own vagina torn open.

However, I understand that I won’t conceive if I don’t accept a penis and have semen ejaculated into me. Arthur-sama is a sincere man, but he is also rumored to possess a large penis. My small labia will surely be torn.

On top of such an unstable state, I had fallen into depression because I couldn’t find a Diva. As I was soaking in the bath to calm my nerves, Seira Hyperion, who is also a Saintess like me, appeared.

I doted on her as a junior, but wanting her to avoid the state of being “past her prime,” I ended up caressing her.

Seira-san, known by the epithet “Saintess of the Dream Hall,” is also serious. If things continue like this, she’ll never be able to hope for marriage in her lifetime. Therefore, I thought it was a necessary evil to make her realize that her body yearns for men.

Putting my own situation aside, I awakened Seira-san’s body.

And I caressed her body, but at the same time, my own labia were wet. After all, I too want to marry Arthur-sama and build a happy home.

I then began to masturbate, a skill I learned naturally.

3. Each’s Departure and Encounter

“Seira, you have a mission to guide my shrine maiden as a true Saintess.”

“Where is that shrine maiden?”

“My shrine maiden has not yet awakened, so you cannot find her. However, if you depart for the Former Yver Duchy Territory now… it’s a slight bit of a premature start, but a turning point will come for you. It would be best to have Saintess Lounamaria and Mariaabel, a former Princess Knight and now a Holy Knight, accompany you on your journey.”

Last night, Lucialurei, the Goddess of Light, descended upon my dreams while I was asleep naked and with my groin wet. And tonight, she appeared again, showing me the way.

“Father-in-law, actually, Lucialurei appeared in my dreams last night—”

I waited for dawn to break, then requested an audience with Carot Huberion, a Cardinal of the Asgard Holy Church and my father-in-law. While making excuses about the oracle from the day before yesterday, I reported the situation. If my indulgence in carnal desires and masturbation were revealed, our parent-child relationship would be dissolved, and I would be abandoned. Although, Lucialurei-sama blessed me—my father-in-law is strict with the precepts.

“…I see. Oracles must be obeyed, so I will make the arrangements. Prepare for your departure.”

My father-in-law listened quietly to my report and agreed to make the arrangements for our departure.

“Yes, Father-in-law.”

And so, we set out on our journey toward the Former Yver Duchy Territory.

As Lucialurei-sama commanded, our travel companions were Saintess Lounamaria, also known as Lounamaria Lurd, and Holy Knight Mariaabel Ishante Hasshatitia.

“I never thought I’d be traveling with Seira-san…”

Saintess Lounamaria offered a wry smile. I remembered what happened in the bath the day before yesterday and glared at her. Then, Saintess Lounamaria smiled.

“It is an honor to be chosen to escort such renowned Saintesses. I am unworthy.”

Mariaabel, with her light leather armor and knight’s sword, typical of a former princess knight, offered a stiff greeting. Mariaabel is rumored to be even more of a stickler than I am. Even though it’s a goddess’s designation, my travel companions are quite unusual.

Incidentally, from the Imperial Capital Granza of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, where we are currently located, to the Former Yver Duchy Territory is a short trip of a few days along the main road. However, the old border area requires passing through mountain roads, so we need to be mindful of the horses’ stamina.

We had all learned to ride horses and traveled on horseback. My horse and Saintess Lounamaria’s horse were white, while Holy Knight Mariaabel’s horse was chestnut.

“Then, we depart for the Former Yver Duchy Territory. Saintess Lounamaria, Saintess Seira, please do not stray from me.”

“I understand, Mariaabel. But it’s just a journey along a safe main road, so I don’t think it will be very dangerous.”

“Saintess Lounamaria, and Knight Mariaabel, let us depart.”

And so, we set off under the escort of Holy Knight Mariaabel.

I had absolute faith in Lucialurei-sama, the Goddess of Light, but I had no idea at the time that the “turning point” she spoke of in the oracle would be so harsh.

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“—There. There are few who can infiltrate this ‘Base Mansion’.”

“I want to show off my ‘Space Magic’. Tonight’s barrier hungers for blood.”

“Elise, don’t say such ominous things.”

“Ly, you’re too worried. With this much magical strength, we’d be fine even if a platoon of the Espana Imperial Kingdom’s elite Royal Knights attacked.”

“That’s right, Ly. It’s not easy to break through a barrier like this.”

“With my ‘Flame Spirit Magic’, any intruder will be reduced to ashes.”

Shera nodded beside Dietlinde, while Eria, a novice mage, flustered around her.

“Ly, Elise, Swan Hilda, and Dietlinde are right. There are few Adventurer Parties with such a deep bench of mages.”

“I… I share that recognition.”

We had erected various “Barrier Magics” around the Base Mansion in preparation for the departure of the Second Expedition Trip to the Former Wahl Imperial Kingdom, and the magical strength was astonishing.

The “Princess Harem,” which was mostly comprised of former princesses and former imperial princesses, already had excellent Party Members in various fields. And with so many mages, if it were me, I wouldn’t want to oppose them, no matter how beautiful their appearances might be.

Such strength had gathered, somehow.

The weather is fine today, and I’m in good spirits.

I am Hal Harem Von Raymond, the Party Leader of the “Princess Harem.” Of course, I am also the heir to the Raymond Trading Company, which runs a slave trade, but if I become a territorial noble, I will likely bequeath the management of the Raymond Trading Company to my younger sister, Miuuki.

We have somehow completed preparations for the Second Expedition Trip and have just finished sealing the Base Mansion, which will be completely vacant.

The sealing involved me, Elise, Dietlinde, Swan Hilda, and Shera, along with Eria, who recently awakened her water magic, participating under Elise’s tutelage. With such a luxurious lineup as the one who cast the “Seal Magic,” ordinary thieves would stand no chance. If it were broken through, there were also nasty traps set by Tirna and Mai, inadvertently creating an ultra-dangerous zone on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital Granza.

For this expedition trip, there are a total of 16 members, including Alicia, Elise, Mai, Swan Hilda, Ly, Kirika, Tirna, Edele, Freya, Dietlinde, Liliana, Shera, Sophie, Ilisha, Eria, and myself.

Among those involved on the home front, there’s “Beth-chan,” Princess Elizabeth of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, but it’s impossible to take the Princess on an adventure. Well, I suppose I’ll have to endure a bit of teasing when we return from the trip. I should probably prepare some souvenirs.

With such a large group, one carriage wouldn’t be enough, unlike the First Expedition Trip to the Southern Nations, so we had to dip into the “Princess Harem” fund to add another carriage.

“Then, we depart for the Second Expedition Trip.”

At my command, the two carriages headed towards the Main Road. Beside me sat Eria, who was the substitute driver, observing my every move. In the rear carriage, Freya was driving, with Edele sitting beside her as another substitute driver.

Ultimately, the carriage assignments were difficult, and it was decided by my “A word from Swan Hilda.”

My carriage contained Mai, Ly, Tirna, Liliana, Sophie, Ilisha, and Eria. Excluding Eria, who was the substitute driver, it held all the participants of this Second Expedition Trip.

Freya’s carriage carried Alicia, Elise, Swan Hilda, Kirika, Dietlinde, Shera, and Edele.

We descended the hill where the “Princess Harem’s” Base Mansion stood, entered the Imperial Capital Granza, and headed for the West Gate. After that, we were scheduled to head for the Former Yver Duchy Territory, which was Sophie’s former homeland.

Soon, our carriage entered the Main Road and advanced towards the city gates of the Imperial Capital Granza.

“This is my first time traveling with such a large group.”

“Actually, it’s my first time too. Eria, you just need to do your best as the substitute driver.”

“At first, I thought it was a difficult role, but these horses are truly intelligent.”

“These are horses borrowed from the Raymond Trading Company, so they’re familiar with these roads and used to people. I usually just hold the reins.”

“Still, to outsiders, we must look like a suspicious group. We’re wearing hooded robes pulled deep, and masks modeled after Valkyries on our faces.”

“But it’s necessary, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I am fully aware of that. ”

While driving the carriage, I chatted with Eria, who was sitting beside me.

Freya’s carriage followed close behind ours. After a while, the sturdy, tall walls of the Imperial Capital Granza loomed closer, and we could see the city gates, which served as both a checkpoint and a tax collection point.

“The line here is always long. But this time, let’s not cheat and pass through as ordinary adventurers.”

“Do you have some special trick?”

“I have been appointed a First-Class Quasi-Noble, so I can pass with viscount treatment. And Alicia, who has been appointed a Viscountess, is accompanying us this time.”

“So… we can pass with noble treatment then.”

“That’s right.”

Time flew by as Eria and I had a pleasant conversation, and soon it was our turn.

“State your affiliation and number, and your purpose for entering the capital.”

The official spoke condescendingly, underestimating us as mere adventurers.

“We are the Adventurer Party ‘Princess Harem.’ There are 16 of us, and we will pass through the Imperial Capital Granza to go on an adventure in the Former Wahl Imperial Kingdom. And please accept our entrance tax.”

I stated our business smoothly and paid the entrance fee.

“Captain, there are indeed 16 individuals.”

“I see… Did you have any suspicious items?”

“Just in case, we checked your luggage, but there were no anomalies.”

“I see… You may pass.”

“Thank you very much.”

We passed through the city gate checkpoint without any problems, as usual, and entered the Imperial Capital Granza, heading for the West Gate. Since it’s generally easier to leave than to enter, we safely passed through the Imperial Capital Granza and headed towards the Former Yver Duchy Territory, which was once a neighboring country.

“It’s time to change drivers. This area is a straight stretch on the main road, so just be mindful of other travelers and oncoming carriages.”

“Yes, Hal-onii-sama.”

Eria, still a bit unaccustomed to driving, was slightly hesitant, but the horses were reliable, and I was watching beside her. Looking back, the driver in the rear carriage had also changed, with Edele now holding the reins.

The road here is wide and straight, making it ideal for novice drivers to practice.

The start of the Second Expedition Trip was smooth sailing. After a few days of travel, we had reached the point where we could enter the Former Yver Duchy Territory by crossing the mountain pass ahead. At the inn, only I had a private room, while the ladies shared a large room. I summoned my predetermined night companion and enjoyed the evening’s pleasures, starting with Alicia, whom I hadn’t seen in a while.

After all, Alicia is scheduled to become my legal wife, so I couldn’t omit her. Especially since it had been a while. Furthermore, I needed to explain the matter of Ly’s redemption.

Alicia was also delighted, saying it was her first time on such a fun trip, and that night she passionately satisfied my groin. The next day was scheduled for Dietlinde, who, as an Elf, provided service with her unbelievably large breasts. Dietlinde was proud of her breast size and seemed mentally stable, her hair was lustrous and beautifully gradated.

To challenge such a high-spirited Elf, especially a former princess skilled in spirit magic, would be disastrous. Moreover, her native Tintaal Kingdom is still in existence, so if she were confirmed to be alive, it wouldn’t be difficult for her to reclaim her royal status. Of course, if her survival were confirmed, there’s a high probability that assassins would be sent.

The third day was with Ly, who overwhelmed me with her masterful “Big breasts” and beautiful body, employing various service techniques. Indeed, her title of Former Imperial Princess was not for show. From the passionate service rendered, there was not a trace of the cool impression of her former epithet, “Ice Flame’s Beautiful Princess.”

The fourth day was with Swan Hilda, where we attempted “three-dimensional sex” in mid-air using her Valkyrie skills, but I ended up getting dizzy.

As we slowly proceeded in the carriage, Elise approached me.

“Elise, is something wrong?”

I stopped the carriage and asked Elise.

“I heard there’s a tea house a little ahead that serves delicious sweets, judging by the reviews. Shall we take a break before entering the mountain pass?”

“That sounds good. I’m a bit hungry too, so let’s take a break.”

“Yes, Hal-sama. Thank you ♪”

Elise, with a beaming smile, returned to the rear carriage after the decision was made to break at the highly-rated tea house. The members of “Princess Harem” seemed to be aware of Elise’s actions, as when I peeked through the small rear window, everyone’s eyes were shining with anticipation, and they were fidgeting.

Did Elise suggest this as the sub-leader, without regard for her own bulging belly? No, that’s unlikely for the gluttonous Elise.

“Ma’am, there are 16 of us in total, will that be alright?”

“Of course, it’s fine. Now, what would you like to order?”

“I apologize, but could you please ask each person individually?”

“Yes, I understand.”

We each ordered our preferred sweets and tea, and took a break sitting on the long bench set up in front of the tea house.

From the tea house built along the Main Road, one could get a panoramic view of passing travelers, including pedestrians and merchant carriages. It was a pastoral scene of the countryside. Currently, fierce battles are raging between demons and the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces in this world, but geographically, it’s unrelated in this area.

“Hal-sama, isn’t the person at the front of the group of three coming from the direction of the Imperial Capital Granza a Princess Knight? And all three are beauties.”

As we were drinking tea, Sophie, a connoisseur of beautiful women and a former Princess Knight, pointed out an interesting trio approaching.

“That attire looks like female knights from the Holy Knight Order affiliated with the Asgard Holy Church. How could you tell from so far away?”

“I get a feeling when beautiful women and girls approach me.”

Sophie boasted with her chest puffed out, her large breasts threatening to burst.

“The one in front is a female knight from the Holy Knight Order, but the two following are Saintesses!”

Using my knowledge from my past life, I revealed the identities of the trio.

“How can you tell?”

“For the Asgard Holy Church, women riding white horses are exclusively Saintesses.”

“So that’s how it is.”

As I conversed with Sophie, who was becoming somewhat feminized, the trio passed by the tea house and headed towards the mountain pass. Even with the good public safety, it seems reckless for the Asgard Holy Church to have only one escort for such precious Saintesses. And as they were on a top-secret mission, their appearances were concealed by cloaks and hats.

Regardless, it seemed strange to me that the Asgard Holy Church would have only one escort for their precious Saintesses, but I was no longer affiliated with them, so my interest quickly waned.

4. On the Mountain Pass ① △

I am Hal Harem Von Raymond, the Party Leader of the Adventurer Party “Princess Harem.”

We departed from the outskirts of the Imperial Capital Granza, where our Base Mansion is located, four days ago, and have arrived just before our first destination, the Former Yver Duchy Territory. The Yver Duchy was a small country destroyed by the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and it was the homeland of Sophie Anne-Marie Yuma Yver, a Party Member. Sophie was said to be the second princess, but with her womanizing nature, she had taken advantage of beautiful women and girls under the guise of a Princess Knight.

However, during the battle with the Espana Imperial Kingdom, she was injured, fell, and became a Fallen Slave. Furthermore, due to a client’s peculiar fetishes, her limbs were amputated at the elbows and knees, and she was tormented in a “Human Dog” state.

Later, I coincidentally recovered a broken Sophie, and her missing limbs were disguised by Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, Mimic Slimes, which are my and Kirika’s Summoned Beasts. Furthermore, by wearing a wig to correct Sophie’s lecherous behavior, she transformed from a stern Princess Knight into a Princess from a sheltered home.

I am searching for a way to heal the limbs that are disguised by emergency treatment.

Concurrently, I am also seeking a means to save Ilisha Ilizia Von Clafuhride, a fallen Baron’s daughter whom I had entrusted as an educational subject for a lady’s competition to bet on my relationship with my sister Miuuki, from Nicole O’Sif, the “Son of a Slave Trader.” She is not just a human, but an artificial human created by an incompetent alchemist, a Homunculus. However, I wish to save Ilisha, who is living her life earnestly. Alas, Ilisha’s remaining lifespan is already less than five months.

As a means to save Sophie and Ilisha, we plan to seek out a skilled alchemist who is said to be in seclusion in the Former Yver Duchy Territory. Although this alchemist is said to be eccentric, at this point, “hit it or break it” is our only option.

Currently, we are taking a break at a tea house before the mountain pass which served as the border between the Espana Imperial Kingdom and the Yver Duchy. This shop was a hidden gem known for its delicious sweets, and Elise, the Vice Leader of “Princess Harem,” had requested to visit, which I accepted.

The tea house in question is located along the Main Road, and we enjoyed tea and sweets while sitting on the long benches set up outdoors. As we did so, two Saintesses, escorted by a single female knight from the Holy Knight Order affiliated with the Asgard Holy Church, passed by us.

“Hal-sama, I have some information that might be of concern. Recently, there have been young women found dead on the mountain pass—”

As I was organizing my thoughts about future plans, Freya approached me and informed me of a strange incident that had recently become a topic of conversation in the area.

Apparently, several young women who had gone missing on the mountain pass have recently been found dead. She advised that it would be best to avoid traveling on the mountain pass.

The discovered corpses were described as having their clothes roughly torn and their bodies desiccated, as if they were withered trees.

It seems the culprit is suspected to be a monster that siphons the vitality and bodily fluids of young women, but the perpetrator has not been found.

“Freya, thank you for gathering that information. We have business beyond the mountain pass, so we will proceed with caution. Elise, is that alright?”

“Of course, Hal-sama. We will defeat the culprit and show you!”

We rested sufficiently, replenished our energy, and departed.

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My name is Seira Hyperion. Following the oracle of Lucialurei-sama, the Goddess of Light, who appeared in my dreams a few days ago, I am heading to the Former Yver Duchy Territory accompanied by Mariaabel-sama, a female knight from the Holy Knight Order, and Lounamaria-sama, a senior Saintess.

The journey has been smooth, and we have proceeded without any problems. We have just entered the mountain pass that marked the border between the Espana Imperial Kingdom and the Yver Duchy. Once we cross this pass, it will be the Former Yver Duchy Territory.

Speaking of which, at the tea house before the mountain pass, a group of women in peculiar attire were taking a break. They were wearing hooded robes pulled deep and masks modeled after Valkyries on their faces.

Judging by the clothing and equipment peeking from beneath their hooded robes, I suspect they are adventurers, but such a large party is unusual. Furthermore, most of the Party Members appeared to be women.

“Mariaabel-sama, it seems difficult to push through the mountain pass like this. The horses are also tired. Shall we take a break at the base of that large tree we see ahead?”

“I agree with Seira-san’s opinion.”

“Y-yes, I understand. Saintess Seira-san, Saintess Lounamaria.”

And so, we decided to take a break at the base of the tree.

“Nothing has happened so far, but I feel that the predicted encounter is imminent.”

I spoke to Saintess Lounamaria and Knight Mariaabel about the premonition I was feeling.

“Yes, this area is the former border, so I believe we have reached the designated location.”

“Why did the Goddess designate me as her escort?”

“I think we’ll know soon.”

“Kyaaaahhh!!”

As we were discussing our future plans, Saintess Lounamaria suddenly screamed.

“Lu-Lounamaria-sama!? Wh-what!?”

To my shock, many vines dangled from the treetop, wrapped around Saintess Lounamaria’s ankles, and lifted her up upside down.

“N-nooo! I don’t wanna!!”

Saintess Lounamaria struggled violently, trying to escape the vines, but more vines entangled her. Saintess Lounamaria’s screams echoed, but strangely, there was no one around.

Then, a gruff voice came from above the trees.

“I-I’m not a monster! I’m ‘Princess Knight Eater’!!”

Holy Knight Mariaabel drew her knight’s sword and charged towards the Treant, but Saintess Lounamaria was already suspended far above her head.

Mariaabel’s knight’s sword swept horizontally, cutting through the vines in front of her.

Then, the monster declared itself to be the “Princess Knight Eater.”

Holy Knight Mariaabel is a former Princess Knight. Could it be that the opponent monster is Knight Mariaabel’s natural enemy? A sense of dread caused cold sweat to break out.

In this emergency, I stood dazed, but new vines were approaching my feet. However, perhaps due to my reduced cognitive ability or the fear of the monster, my feet were frozen and wouldn’t move.

“S-someone, help! H-help meee!!”

The hem of Saintess Lounamaria’s clerical robe, as she was suspended upside down, was lifted, exposing her beautiful legs and then her Pure white panties. What a pitiable sight… And as if to add insult to injury, the vines entangled around her legs forced Saintess Lounamaria’s legs apart.
Saintess Lounamaria is screaming with her clear, beautiful voice.

“Release Saintess Lounamaria! You monster!!”

Holy Knight Mariabel cuts away the vines approaching her with her knight’s sword, but the sheer number of vines renders her efforts like “a drop in the ocean.” She cannot get close to Saintess Lounamaria.

“Hey, it’s rude to call me a monster. I have a fine name, ‘Princess Knight Eater’.”

Brandishing her knight’s sword, Knight Mariabel asks, “Why do you call yourself ‘Princess Knight Eater’?”

“‘Princess Knight,’ you see, is covered in a hard shell, but the flesh inside is rich and smooth… my favorite!”

“Y-you! You execrable fiend!”

The tips of the vines attacking us were slightly swollen and rounded, resembling penises. I, a prophetess, have never touched a defiled penis, but I have seen them when a colleague examined male patients. The genitals of those male patients, standing erect, looked remarkably similar to the shape of the tips of these vines.

Saintess Lounamaria’s movements have become sluggish, perhaps from fatigue due to her intense struggle.

A-at that moment.

The skin of the rounded part at the tip of the vine peeled away. It was as if the foreskin of a virgin’s phimosis had peeled back, revealing its true form. The bulge at the tip took on the shape of a glans, and an opening, corresponding to the urethral opening, appeared within it, revealing sharp teeth.

The vines began to wriggle and gnaw at Saintess Lounamaria’s attire.

“H-hyyyyaaa! Help meeeeee!!”

The cloth of her clerical robe at the abdomen was torn, exposing her toned stomach.

“Help meeeeee! I-I don’t want thissss!!”

Saintess Lounamaria cries out with her last bit of strength, but no one can help her. Her clerical robe is being gnawed away piece by piece, and her beautiful breasts are spilling out from the rips.

“I thought this prey was a bit past its prime, but it’s quite tasty.”

The vines immediately latched onto her nipples and began to suck out her life force, gulping it down.

“I-Iyaaaaaa… U-uuuuh… Uuuuh…”

Furthermore, one vine was forced into Saintess Lounamaria’s mouth, stealing her voice. Looking at her body, it was already about half stripped, revealing her beautiful naked form.

“…Uuuh… Uuh… Uuh…”

“I… am happy! …It’s delicious…”

“Saintess Lounamaria, what a pitiful sight you are…”

Then, vines that had stripped off her panties lunged at Saintess Lounamaria’s vulva and anus, penetrating her vagina and anus. Saintess Lounamaria no longer moved, her life force being drained by the vines, leaving her slightly withered.

“I-Iyaaaaa!”

“No, no! Iyaaaaaa!!”

A-and then it happened.

As if they had found their prey and wouldn’t let go, vines simultaneously wrapped around my body and Holy Knight Mariabel’s.

“One of them is my favorite ‘Princess Knight’. I wonder how it tastes?”

My companion and Holy Knight Mariabel were hung upside down. Like Saintess Lounamaria before us, we cried out and struggled desperately, but we were already captured and had lost the ability to save ourselves. Our lives were hanging by a thread.

I don’t want to die here… Lucialurei… Is this harsh reality a ‘turning point’… for me? As my consciousness faded, I prayed for a rescuer.

***

After our break at the tea house, we challenged the mountain road by carriage and, just as we were nearing the summit, we heard a woman’s scream, like silk being torn. Something serious was happening.

“Swan Hilda, go scout ahead. We’ll follow right behind… And don’t push yourself.”

“O-okay! Leave it to me!!”

I brought the carriage to an emergency stop and hurried to the carriage behind us, asking Swan Hilda to scout. Swan Hilda immediately changed into her Valkyrie attire and flew away.

I got back on the driver’s seat of the carriage and urged the horses forward. The horses were getting tired on the winding uphill path, but it would only be a little longer. Cold sweat ran down my back, and my impatience grew.

I had a bad feeling, a sense of foreboding.

**5. On the Mountain Pass ② △**

“W-what is this! Three women are being attacked by a nasty Treant. But saving lives comes first. First, I’ll save the women who are almost naked and limp from being drained!”

Swan Hilda’s surprised voice could be faintly heard. Then, as we rounded a bend, we spotted the three women being attacked by the Treant and Swan Hilda swooning down from above.

“Manifest.”

As expected of Swan Hilda, a descendant of the gods even if of a lower rank, she approached the captured women, who were stripped almost naked and listlessly drained of their life force. With her manifested divine sword, she easily cut away the vines restraining the women’s bodies and carried them back to the carriage.

“Hal, this is the first victim. There are two more! I’ll be right back!!”

Swan Hilda laid the woman, who presented a pitiable sight before me, on the ground and returned to the attack site.

“Th-this person is… Saintess Lounamaria, a high-ranking cleric… Wh-what a state she’s in!”

To my surprise, the woman Swan Hilda brought back was an acquaintance of Lester the Cleric, my past self. Even in this life, I had seen her from afar when she performed at the “Thanksgiving Concert” held in the Old Kingdom of Vandis territory, where we had stopped during our expedition to the Southern Nations.

Saintess Lounamaria, stripped naked, had five vines growing from her mouth, breasts, vulva, and anus.

Upon quickly examining her condition, I saw that Saintess Lounamaria was critically injured, barely alive, with only faint chest movements. I hesitated for a moment, then cast my advanced Healing Magic at full power, stabilizing Saintess Lounamaria’s condition.

I feared that my identity might be revealed to Saintess Lounamaria, but saving her was the priority. Concealment could come later.

When Swan Hilda brought Saintess Lounamaria, her cheeks were gaunt and slightly withered, but my Healing Magic brought a blush back to them.

However, her entire body was still in a terrible state.

Vines had been embedded in five locations: her mouth, both nipples, her vulva, and her anus, draining her life force. Currently, only the tips remained after Swan Hilda cut them off. I decided to carefully remove them one by one.

For now, I had only restored minimal stamina, so depending on the situation, I might need to stop the bleeding with Healing Magic after each removal. If I healed her completely at this stage, it would also cause the embedded vines to be absorbed. Conversely, if I tried to remove the vines from her critically injured state as she was when Swan Hilda handed her over, Saintess Lounamaria would have died.

First, I removed the vine embedded in her mouth and confirmed that its tip was shaped like a penis. In other words, that Treant was equivalent to displaying obscene objects on a public road. What a shameless monster.

It definitely needs to be eliminated.

As if that weren’t enough, upon examining the inside of Saintess Lounamaria’s mouth, I found a bite mark at the base of her tongue, which was swollen and discolored purple. It seemed that besides draining her life force, it had also injected some kind of neurotoxin or paralytic poison.

I cast Healing Magic on her oral cavity, healing the bite marks and the status effects caused by the poison.

Next, I removed the vines that had been attached to both of her nipples. Saintess Lounamaria appeared to be the type who looked thinner when wearing clothes, and though not quite “big breasts,” she had magnificent ones. However, bite marks remained around her areolas, which were discolored purple and swollen.

Applying Healing Magic to her breast area also reduced the bite marks and swelling, revealing her beautiful breasts. Saintess Lounamaria, as a saintess, had likely never had her breasts caressed by a man. What a waste.

As Saintess Lounamaria was popular, if she were to return to secular life and marry, it would have been big news and surely reached my ears.

Then, the troublesome vine that had latched onto her vagina had burrowed deep inside, making it difficult to remove. The tip of the vine had torn through her hymen and reached even deeper. The bloody “mark of proof” Saintess Lounamaria shed was pitiful.

Ultimately, it was the Treant’s vine that took Saintess Lounamaria’s virginity… To take the virginity of such a beauty… That Treant is unforgivable.

Finally, after struggling to remove the vine from her anus, both her vagina and anus were gaping open and looked painful. Furthermore, she was bleeding from the bite marks, but the blood was pitch black, likely due to the poison.

Judging by the condition of the wounds, it seemed the Treant had drained most of her life force from her vagina and anus.

After waiting a while and seeing the bodily fluids mixed with blood return from black to red, I healed the status effects and then healed the bite marks again with Healing Magic, completing the treatment.

Looking at Saintess Lounamaria’s secret parts again, I could see that her labia were hidden by curly silver pubic hair, indicating she was a mature adult. And, as expected, both her vagina and anus were tightly closed.

Personally, I would like to shave this jungle…

Currently, Saintess Lounamaria is unconscious, but from past experience, I believe she will regain consciousness tomorrow at the earliest. However, it was a close call. If more life force had been drained and she had withered further, even my Healing Magic would not have been able to save her. Furthermore, if she had died in this state, Resurrection Magic would likely not have worked.

My Resurrection Magic is rare and powerful, but it cannot restore missing limbs. It also doesn’t work if the body’s tissues have sustained damage beyond a certain level, such as from being burned. Saintess Lounamaria’s body had sustained damage almost to that point.

The load on Saintess Lounamaria’s body was probably equivalent to being resurrected by Resurrection Magic. A comparable precedent would be Mai, who recovered from a near-death state. If that’s the case, keeping Saintess Lounamaria close might cause her to become fond of me.

However, as a being embodying the divine authority of the Asgard Holy Church organization, Saintess Lounamaria is a vital person. Once she regains consciousness, she and the remaining two must return to the Asgard Holy Church.

By the way, the reason I hesitated for a moment before casting Healing Magic was the possibility that she might realize my true identity. Well, even so, she wouldn’t be able to guess that I am the reincarnation of Lester Adamon, who is currently active in the Hero Party.

Treating Saintess Lounamaria took longer than expected. The spiritual energy consumed exceeded that required for Resurrection Magic. The time it took was due not only to peeling off the vines attached to her body but also to the poisoning and status effects.

Well, somehow, Saintess Lounamaria has been saved.

In fact, I consumed several Magic Potions due to spiritual energy depletion during the healing. Drinking more might have side effects. Therefore, for the remaining two, we will have to rely on Mai, who can use beginner-level Healing Magic. As for status effects, Swan Hilda’s Holy Magic should be able to heal them.

“Hal, I’ve brought the second person.”

“Swan Hilda, thank you for your trouble.”

“Well, this much is a light task, but that Treant is rampaging, furious about being robbed of its food.”

No sooner had I finished treating Saintess Lounamaria and taken a breath, Swan Hilda brought the second victim. This woman had vines wrapped around her ankle, and the fabric of her clothing around her chest was torn, exposing her breasts, but the vines themselves were not latched on.

However, the woman was unconscious.

Her attire resembled a nun’s habit, a demure outfit commonly known as a saintess’s dress. From this, I deduced that this woman was a saintess belonging to the “Holy Church” faction of the Asgard Holy Church.

She’s someone I don’t recognize… The Asgard Holy Church is a colossal organization, so it’s understandable if I don’t know everyone. No, I feel like I’ve met her somewhere before… but it’s probably my imagination.

Like Saintess Lounamaria before her, this woman also had beautifully full and impressive breasts.

Upon examining her breasts again, I found that her left breast was swollen. It seemed the Treant had injected poison there.

This was apparently why the woman had fainted.

Just in case, I raised the hem of her saintess dress. Knowing that the Treant seemed to suck life force from private areas, I needed to check for any abnormalities. As I did, supple bare legs appeared, and the area where the vines had been wrapped was discolored from internal bleeding.

Well, considering she had been hung upside down, this was within expectations.

Lifting the hem further revealed her crotch area. As I expected, her panties had been removed. This unknown saintess also had mature, adult female genitalia with curly blonde pubic hair. However, apart from her panties being removed, no abnormalities were found in her vagina or anus.

Ultimately, the treatment for this saintess would involve Healing Magic for her entire body and healing the status effects of the poison injected into her left breast. Somehow, I thought Mai could manage this.

“Mai, heal this woman’s injuries and the status effects from the poison that entered her.”

“…Mm.”

I was exhausted from treating Saintess Lounamaria, so I decided to have Mai, who could use beginner-level Healing Magic, handle the treatment. Mai’s skill might not achieve a complete cure, but it would be sufficient as first aid. Based on her condition, she should wake up around the same time as Saintess Lounamaria. And once awake, they should be able to heal themselves with their own Healing Magic.

After all, there is still one more victim. I need to conserve my spiritual energy.

After Mai’s treatment concluded safely and I took a moment to breathe, I turned my gaze to the Treant. This Treant had grown into a giant tree and was a formidable opponent. Above it, the last victim was hanging upside down, surrounded by numerous wriggling vines that were wary of Swan Hilda in the air.

The vine tips were penis-shaped, and within their widely opened urethral openings, venomous teeth for injecting poison were visible. Occasionally, Swan Hilda attempted to approach, but the vines would threaten her like a viper raising its head.

Even Swan Hilda seemed to be struggling to find an opening.

The victim appeared to be a female knight belonging to the Holy Knight Order, wearing light leather armor, but most of it had already been stripped off. The Treant, skillfully hanging the female knight upside down in mid-air, had apparently unfastened the clasps and untied the laces of her light armor. I even had the feeling it was adept at this.

Numerous vines swarmed around the female knight, making it dangerous for Swan Hilda to boldly charge in. It was, shall we say, a troublesome opponent.

**6. On the Mountain Pass ③ △**

A short distance from the Treant, Elise, the副長(sub-leader) of the ‘Princess Harem,’ along with party members Ly, Edele, Dietlinde, Shera, Eria, and Sophie, were positioned and facing it.

They intended to attack the insolent Treant. That Treant was an enemy to women.

The remaining members, Alicia, Kirika, Tirna, Freya, Liliana, and Ilisha, were observing from near the carriage.

Originally, Kirika would have participated in the attack as well, but with Mimi #1, the Mimic Slime, their strongest asset, unavailable, there was nothing she could do.

In the air, Swan Hilda was looking for an opening against the Treant.

Taking the opportunity while I was free, I joined the attacking force being led by Elise.

“Elise, what’s the situation?”

“Hal, that Treant is calling itself ‘Princess Knight Eater’.”

“Princess Knight Eater’… that’s quite a name.”

“Indeed. And Sophie, enraged by that crazy name, charged in clumsily and was captured for a moment. But the Treant, after a small taste, spat her out, saying she was not tasty. Apparently, she had too much ‘dregs’… It also claimed to be a gourmet.”

Receiving Elise’s report, I felt a headache coming on. Did that self-proclaimed gourmet Treant discern, through taste, that its four limbs were mimicry of a Mimic Slime, and that its appearance was altered by an artifact wig?

“I, the legitimate Princess Knight, am not tasty… not tasty…! Wh-why has this happened?”

Sophie, having been judged “not tasty” by the Treant, muttered to herself, looking down.

“You guys! You have some nerve stealing my feast! You’ll be my food!”

As Swan Hilda had reported earlier, the Treant seemed furious. And it appeared to be most wary of Swan Hilda, who had snatched away two of its prey items. Half of its vines were positioned around the female knight, while the tips of the remaining vines were directed at Swan Hilda, who was maneuvering in the air.

Therefore, although Swan Hilda galloped freely in the air with Sky-Soaring, allowing her to toy with the Treant, she couldn’t get close to the heavily guarded female knight.

Occasionally, vines would be abruptly severed or burned away, thanks to the magical attacks from Elise and the others. However, most of them were beginner-level attacks to avoid harming the victims.

“With my precise guidance of Fire Spirit Magic, I’m burning away the vines one after another, but there are too many of them to make a difference.”

“I’m cutting the vines with Fire Arrows and Water Cutters too, but I can’t keep up.”

Dietlinde and Elise, who were casting magical attacks, grumbled.

“Eria has also learned Water Cutter.”

“Elise-sama, thank you very much for your guidance. Please enjoy the tea cakes served at the next break as payment for tuition.”

“Heh, I’m looking forward to it ♪”

Beside Elise, Eria, who had recently awakened to water magic, was receiving instruction. The reward was the tea cakes to be served at the next break. Well, it was a peaceful scene, but it was none of my concern if her stomach grew pudgy.

“Hey, everyone. If cutting the vines around the victims isn’t working, why don’t we just cut it down near the roots?”

“Ah! That’s a good idea.”

At my suggestion, Elise, who was commanding the attacking unit, tilted her head and made a “tehe☆” face. I almost blurted out that Elise, with her dark heart, didn’t look cute making that face, but her gaze silenced me. Huh, Elise… This is the moment it’s decided she’ll be punished during the next night duty.

“Master, this looks quite interesting. I’ll chop it down!”

“I will stand guard for Shera.”

“Then, I will join you as well.”

Shera, who had apparently transformed into Sister Shera through Beastification, took out a Zantou (Greatsword) from her item box and charged forward. Ly, holding a rapier, and Edele, drawing twin swords, ran alongside Sister Shera.

The Treant, distracted by Swan Hilda in the air and the magical attacks from Elise and the others, hadn’t noticed the three running on the ground.

*KUUUUM!*

Sister Shera, adding her charging speed to her blade, swung at the Treant’s trunk, but could only cut about halfway through. The Treant, noticing their charge, began attacking with its vines, but they were intercepted by Ly and Edele, who displayed dazzling sword skills.

Three vines moved towards Ly, opening their large urethral openings to launch venomous attacks, but they were promptly dispatched by the thrusts of her rapier. It was a magnificent technique, like a bee stinging its prey. And every time Ly moved, the bouncing of her large breasts was a feast for the eyes.

Since Ly’s rapier rendered the vines motionless, it was likely that the vine tips possessed some vital organ.

Meanwhile, two vines headed for Edele. However, Edele, with her graceful footwork, dodged them just before they touched her body and, with a single swing of her twin swords, severed the vines on either side of her. Edele’s swordsmanship, honed in the Demon Lord Army, was no mere pretense.

Furthermore, five vines moved towards Sister Shera directly in front of her.

“You think you can make me come with this ‘tiny thing’? You’re a thousand years too early!”

Sister Shera swung her Zantou with ease and cut down all the vines.

“Ouch! Ouch! What cruel things you do to me! And here I thought there were two ‘Princess Knights’ here! They looked so delicious—”

The Treant, with its trunk half-cut, shook its branches violently and moved its vines to its trunk to protect itself. However, it seemed to have recognized Ly and Edele as its favorite ‘Princess Knights.’

“Why are Ly and Edele ‘Princess Knights’ and I’m not…? That Treant’s eyes must be blind. They must be. No, absolutely they are!”

Meanwhile, Sophie, having heard the Treant’s words, was crying and laughing.

Despite being judged a fake ‘Princess Knight’ herself, hearing Ly and Edele, who had never claimed to be ‘Princess Knights,’ being declared as such must have been a huge shock.

“This is our chance!”

Seeing that the number of vines around the victims had decreased, Swan Hilda charged forward, slashing through the remaining vines with her divine sword, and successfully rescued the captured female knight.

“Now there’s no need to hold back. I’ll be using fire-based attack magic from now on, so Eria, you watch.”

“Yes, Elise-sama.”

“I will go all out as well.”

“I will also offer my humble assistance.”

After Swan Hilda rescued the victim, the despicable Treant was only waiting to be defeated by the magical attacks of Elise, Dietlinde, and Shera, who had transformed into her second form, Sister Shera.

Shera’s first Beastification form, Sister Shera, was a muscular Sword-user leaning towards Magic Swordsman, but her second form, Sister Shera, with two tails, was clearly more of a Mage leaning towards Magic Swordsman. Her speech pattern also reflected this, with Sister Shera speaking in a rough, older sisterly tone, while Sister Shera spoke politely, and her appearance mirrored this image.
Elise’s Fire Lance gouged a large hole slightly above the trunk that Shera had just cut, and the giant ring of fire from Dietlinde’s Fire Spirit Magic surrounded the Treant, igniting it from the roots.

Furthermore, the oversized foxfire, about a cartload in size, which had been floating around Older Sister Shera, burst into flames upon contact with the Treant’s canopy and branches. Shera’s tail, split into two, wagged happily.

It was clearly overkill, but with the full members of the Princess Harem accompanying us this time, it couldn’t be helped.

“Gyagyaaaa!! I… I don’t want to burn… Aahh… ahaa… aaaa–”

The Treant let out a death scream as it was engulfed in flames, the sound echoing through the mountain pass. It then collapsed into ashes in a surprisingly anticlimactic manner. Thus, the wicked Treant that had been preying on young women was vanquished by the Party Members of the Princess Harem.

“Hal-sama, these are the last victims.”

As Swan Hilda gazed at the remains of the Treant turning to charcoal, she descended, carrying the last victim, a female knight.

The female knight was also unconscious, nearly stripped naked, with bite marks on her left breast. Her body was lithe and devoid of excess fat, but her breasts were only slightly full, indicating small breasts. Her hair was red, and her pubic hair was also red. Her breathing was shallow, but she appeared to be out of mortal danger for now. It seemed that our intrusion had saved her from being completely undressed and knocked unconscious.

Honestly, if she had been drained of her life force through every orifice like Saintess Lounamaria, I, being exhausted, would have been out of my depth. Even now, using Resurrection Magic consumes a significant amount of mental energy, requiring the assistance of a Magic Potion afterward. However, continued use of those potions had side effects.

Upon examination, this female knight, like the Saintess before her, had her light armor and undergarments removed, and poison injected into her left breast. She had not been drained of her life force. Under these circumstances, it should be fine to leave her to Mai.

“Mai, is it okay to leave the healing of this woman to you?”

“Mmm… I’ll do my best.”

As Mai drank a Magic Potion and began treatment, the horses of Saintess Lounamaria and her entourage returned. They seemed to be well-trained. There were two white horses and one chestnut horse. In the Asgard Holy Church, saints and saintesses are also figureheads, so they are provided with visually appealing white horses.

The three women we rescued were currently asleep, so we needed to find a place where they could rest. However, Sophie, who should have been most familiar with the local geography, was somewhat distressed.

Sophie seemed to be deeply shocked by being declared a “Fake Princess Knight” by the Treant.

7. Encounters and Interventions

“Everyone, listen up. I plan to take the three women we rescued to a place where they can rest. Does anyone know if we should proceed along the mountain road or head back?”

I confirmed our future plans with everyone gathered in front of the carriage. Unfortunately, I was unfamiliar with the geography and didn’t know where the best direction would be.

“I recall there being a quaint hot spring town somewhere down the mountain road, if I remember correctly.”

Liliana was the one who answered my question. She mentioned that she had visited the White Castle of the Espana Imperial Kingdom as a goodwill ambassador when she was young. This seemed to be related to what Viscountess Salibana had pointed out earlier. It appears Viscountess Salibana had indeed seen through the adventurer Liliana’s true identity. However, she also seemed to understand that Liliana had the tacit approval or protection of the Espana Imperial Kingdom behind her.

“Is that so… Then, let’s proceed along the mountain road towards that quaint hot spring town.”

The floor of the passenger compartments of the two carriages became cramped after we laid the women down. Therefore, the driver’s seat accommodated not only the operator but also a spare crew member, and Elise, Ly, and Liliana rode on the beloved horses of Saintess Lounamaria and her group as they set off.

Incidentally, to prevent the smoldering remains of the Treant from spreading, Elise and Older Sister Shera extinguished the fire with water-based magic, with Eria also assisting at this time.

After crossing the difficult mountain pass, where the Treant calling itself the “Princess Knight Eater” had been lurking, we entered the Former Yver Duchy Territory. Along the way, at the site of an old national border checkpoint, a small number of officials and knights were stationed, but permission to pass was granted easily.

We were informed that they were on alert for rebels attempting to infiltrate the Espana Imperial Kingdom from the Former Yver Duchy Territory.

“The officials at the checkpoint seemed rather lax, didn’t they?”

“Well, we were able to pass, so let’s consider it a good thing. If they had searched the carriage, I would have had to explain things.”

I glanced back through the small rear window at Saintess Lounamaria lying on the floor.

“That may be so, but…”

The earnest Alicia was indignant at the laxity of the officials. I explained that it was a good outcome as their strictness would have caused us trouble, and she responded with a wry smile, looking somewhat resigned. Currently, the personnel arrangements between the two carriages were in constant flux due to the influence of Saintess Lounamaria and her group. Alicia was sitting in the driver’s seat next to me.

“Hal-sama, I believe the hot spring town is just around the corner.”

Liliana, riding a white horse, rode up to my side to report. Currently, Liliana was wearing the hooded robe that was the uniform of the adventurer party “Princess Harem,” and a mask modeled after a Valkyrie on her face, an unusual appearance, but she looked good due to her excellent posture. Elise, riding another white horse alongside Ly, and Elise, skillfully handling the chestnut horse, also bore the air of “Princess Knights.”

Regardless of their attire, the aura exuded by these former princesses and imperial princesses was extraordinary.

Objectively speaking, they looked excellent on horseback.

Seeing this, Sophie stamped her foot in frustration, but the party members watched her with a lukewarm gaze. Sophie had probably realized that there were many within the Princess Harem who could claim the title of “Princess Knight” if they wanted to.

I pondered whether popularity was the key to such things. Then, I reconsidered, questioning whether Elise even possessed popularity, and a headache began to form.

Before long, just as Liliana had said, we arrived at the hot spring town, and we were welcomed with open arms. It seemed that business had been poor recently due to a mysterious spate of incidents where young women were attacked and found dead on the mountain pass, deterring visitors to the hot spring town.

We decided to stay at the largest inn in the hot spring town.

Of course, the room assignments were as usual: the women would share several rooms, and I, as their Master, would have a single room. The three rescued from the Treant were also assigned shared rooms. They were still in a coma, so I thought there might be trouble with the inn’s guest register. However, they were surprisingly lenient.

Given the current state of near-empty inns, they probably had no choice.

That night’s night duty fell to Mai, who had been instrumental in healing the two women, the unnamed Saintess and the Holy Knight. With Mai, it was an established routine that after locking the bedroom door and going to sleep, she would sneak into the futon.

The signal for night duty was when she would crawl in from the foot of the bed, lie on top of me, and begin a deep kiss. Mai’s breasts were small, only slightly swollen, but sensitive.

I renewed my resolve to uncover Mai’s origins during this second expedition trip.

“Hal-sama, Saintess Lounamaria has awakened.”

“Thank you, Freya. I’m not particularly eager, but I’ll go and greet her.”

While the three rescued women were still asleep in the early morning of the next day, I received a report from Freya in the afternoon that Saintess Lounamaria had awakened. Apparently, their watch and nursing duties had been decided by the rankings from the card game the previous night.

Saintess Lounamaria had suffered the most severe injuries among the three, but my full-powered Healing Magic had improved her condition the most. On the other hand, the unnamed Saintess and Holy Knight were attended to by Mai, who only knew beginner Healing Magic, so their detoxification was incomplete. However, I had hoped that with such a handicap, they would awaken around the same time, but it seemed I had overexerted myself.

“Good morning. Saintess? My name is Hal Harem Von Raymond. I am the Party Leader of the adventurer party ‘Princess Harem,’ and I rescued you yesterday from an attack by a Treant.”

I greeted Saintess Lounamaria, pretending it was our first meeting.

“G-Good morning!? But why am I alive? And even after such a terrible experience… the wounds on my body have healed. I never knew someone outside the Church could possess healing magic of this caliber. This is the work of a Saint or Saintess! Who was it that treated me?”

Saintess Lounamaria, awakened from her coma, pointed out the healing of her body without any grogginess.

Now, how should I answer? I averted my gaze from Saintess Lounamaria and pondered.

“It seems that… you were the one who cast the healing magic. We seem to have been blessed with fateful encounters and meetings on our journey. Surely, yesterday’s attack was necessary to forge a connection with you, Hal Harem Von Raymond. Please come with us to the Asgard Holy Church.”

“N-No… I can’t be a cleric.”

“It’s alright. We will take responsibility for guiding you.”

The conversation was heading in a direction I disliked. In this life, I had no intention of becoming a cleric…

“It’s alright. I won’t hurt you even during training! Believe me!!”

Saintess Lounamaria, hiding her true intention of not letting her prey escape, was skillfully trying to recruit me. This was precisely why I had wanted to avoid contact with anyone from the Asgard Holy Church. Saintess Lounamaria grasped my hand, her eyes shimmering with tears.

In my past life as Lester the Cleric, I would have already caved.

Through our clasped palms, I felt Saintess Lounamaria’s sincerity and enthusiasm, but if I nodded now, I would be trapped. She wasn’t a Saintess; she was just an auntie! I chanted this fiercely in my mind and endured.

“Hal-sama, I’ve brought Saintess Lounamaria’s change of clothes.”

Just as I was cornered by Saintess Lounamaria’s recruitment and felt cornered, Freya arrived with her change of clothes.

“Freya, thank you. Please leave them here.”

“My! You are called Freya! I am Lounamaria Lurd, a high-ranking priestess of the Asgard Holy Church. Forgive my rudeness, but could you please tell me your full name?”

“My full name is Freya Diva Banadis…”

“Freya, just a moment–”

Before I could stop her, Freya told Saintess Lounamaria her full name.

“God! I thank you for this encounter. To think that I would find the person I was searching for!! Freya, no, should I call you ‘Nagi no Utahime’ (Diva of Calm)? Today has become the best day for me. I must bring both of you back to the Asgard Holy Church!”

From my past life as Lester the Cleric, I knew that Saintess Lounamaria, having become like this, would be difficult to dissuade.

“Saintess Lounamaria!!”

“W-What… Huh!? –”

The moment Saintess Lounamaria’s gaze shifted from Freya to me, I bound her body and mind with Slave Contract Magic.

Then, I erased Saintess Lounamaria’s consciousness and made her fall unconscious. The effect was dramatic; Saintess Lounamaria’s body immediately tilted and began to collapse, so I caught her with both arms.

I… I’ve done it.

Now that it has come to this, I have no choice but to use techniques like Regression Hypnosis to confirm the background of their dispatch and Freya’s fixation on them.

Several things became clear after interrogating Saintess Lounamaria.

This reckless journey was undertaken based on a prophecy received by another Saintess, Seira Hyperion. Saintess Seira is apparently called the “Saintess of the Dream Hall” because she receives prophecies from the God Clan in her dreams.

Saintess Lounamaria’s original mission was to calm the rough seas at a “Thanksgiving Concert” held at a temple in the Former Yver Duchy Territory and to search for the whereabouts of Freya, who had been divinely ordained by Aquaanar, the supreme god of water, with the Divine Right of Kings.

That is why she received the previous encounter as divine revelation.

Simultaneously, Saintess Lounamaria’s private memories were also exposed.

Saintess Lounamaria, having reached the age of twenty, was apparently anxious about marriage. After all, in general society, she was considered past the age of marriage, and people would call her a “late bloomer who missed her chance” if she was over twenty. On the other hand, she was not entirely against getting proposed to by Lord Arthur Thornton, a Cardinal, but she hesitated due to rumors that he possessed a large penis, fearing her own vagina might tear.

In reality, Saintess Lounamaria’s virginity had been lost not only through her vaginal opening but also her anus, being penetrated by the vine-like pseudo-penis of the Treant. However, at the time, her consciousness was hazy, so she did not retain the memory.

As a former colleague from my past life, I decided to help her find happiness.

Specifically, I decided to teach her that her vagina would not tear by breaking her hymen again with my Healing Magic.

Healing mages can regenerate the hymen as many times as needed, which is quite convenient.

Meanwhile, Saintess Seira and the escort knight Mariabel were ordered to be taken back by Saintess Lounamaria. However, I was still curious about the content of the prophecy Saintess Seira had received.

From the flow of the conversation, there was a possibility that she was looking for one of the members of the Princess Harem, but with the current information, it was impossible to identify who it was.

And yet, to think that she is a shrine maiden of Lucia Lurei, the goddess of light, and a true Saintess…!

8. Trial Expansion ①

Previously, during a bedtime story, I heard Kirika talk about an old custom called “trial pregnancy” practiced by some barbarians in the Eastern Nations.

Park-li, who tried to eat Tirna, is also from the Eastern Nations, and while there are rumors that the land is a barbaric place filled with miasma, there are also rumors of beautiful seasons existing there.

The Eastern Nations are a cultural sphere that flourished far in the distance, and thus they are shrouded in mystery.

To return to the topic, “trial pregnancy” is a rite of passage where a father holds his grown daughter and confirms that she can conceive. Therefore, in their country, the groom who marries a bride does not know the pleasure of breaking her virginity.

Well, “trial pregnancy” is said to be one of the privileges of the patriarch, so if one wants to hold a virgin, they should just have their daughter give birth.

To engage in reproductive acts with a father and daughter connected by blood is a horrifying act.

Such a perverse and dubious ritual would not be permitted by the Asgard Holy Church, and one would likely be apprehended by an Inquisitor.

Inspired by “trial pregnancy,” I decided to teach Saintess Lounamaria, who feared a thick penis, the wonders of a magnificent phallus through “trial expansion.” Currently, Saintess Lounamaria is twenty years old, an age when she would generally be called a “late bloomer who missed her chance.”

Additionally, regarding Saintess Seira, Saintess Lounamaria’s traveling companion, and the escort Holy Knight Mariabel, who seemed to be stirring and about to awaken, I instructed Tirna to administer a sleeping incense in the room where they were resting. The plan is to wake them up after the “trial expansion” with Saintess Lounamaria is complete.

However, when Saintess Lounamaria was about to recognize me as a saint, my impulsive and thoughtless reaction of immediately binding her with Slave Contract Magic was a poor choice. Saintess Lounamaria is a well-known Saintess in the Asgard Holy Church, known as the “Saintess of the Endless Spring.”

Saintess Lounamaria is one rank higher than Lester Adamon, my former self, a high-ranking priestess. If I engage in suspicious behavior, there is a risk that everything about me will be exposed.

Furthermore, it is not good for me to monopolize talented individuals like Saintess Lounamaria… Tonight, after I embrace Saintess Lounamaria, I hope she will not associate me with her when she returns to the Asgard Holy Church. After all, Saintess Lounamaria must be given to Cardinal Arthur Thornton, who proposed to her.

“Saintess Lounamaria, you seem afraid of men’s penises?”

“I am not afraid of such things (penises)!”

In response to my serious question, Saintess Lounamaria’s face turned bright red as she denied it.

“I am your Master. Furthermore, I am aware of your concerns. Shall I order you to spread your legs right now?”

“What kind of talk is that to a Saintess like me! I… I–!? G-Gyaaaaaa!!”

I only intended to discuss it with Saintess Lounamaria, but when she became enraged, I had no choice but to use a penalty command from Slave Contract Magic to force her legs open—*gabari*.

“Saintess Lounamaria, no, Slave Lounamaria. Do you understand your position?”

“If you do such an improper thing to me, heavenly punishment will befall you!”

“It seems like Slave Training is necessary. Shall we try masturbating with your legs spread this time?”

“—M-My apologies, Master. Lounamaria will obey your commands, so please, stop that.”

“Then, you will listen to what I say!”

“…Yes, Master.”

After that, perhaps out of fear of punishment, Saintess Lounamaria was obedient. Basically, Saintess Lounamaria, having grown up within the Asgard Holy Church, was a sheltered daughter, and was weak to intimidation.

We spent the afternoon leisurely soaking in the hot springs and playing in the inn’s recreational facilities, and soon it was time for night duty.

Tonight’s night duty was supposed to be Elise’s turn, but I had Saintess Lounamaria take her place. Currently, Elise’s body had formed a magic reservoir, and she could not release the excess magic accumulated in it until the remnants of the Assassin’s Guild were eliminated. It was self-evident that if I called her for night duty, I would embrace her with an intensity bordering on rape.

Furthermore, there were three beds lined up in my bedroom. Saintess Seira was sleeping in the bed on the left, and Holy Knight Mariabel was sleeping in the bed on the right.

Therefore, the “trial expansion” with Saintess Lounamaria was to take place in the middle bed. This arrangement was based on Saintess Lounamaria’s proposal. Initially, I worried if Saintess Lounamaria had a penchant for exhibitionism, but it was out of consideration for her wanting them to experience the intimacy between men and women.

Saintess Lounamaria healed people with her sacred singing voice imbued with healing magic, but her essence was to transmit Healing Magic through people’s connections. Currently, Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel are in a coma, but through Lounamaria’s magic, a part of their consciousness is synchronized with Lounamaria herself.

In other words, if Lounamaria feels sexually aroused, they will feel it too.

This was Saintess Lounamaria’s proposal, born out of maternal concern, as Holy Knight Mariabel is 18 years old and Saintess Seira is 17, and she feared they might miss their marriageable age if things continued as they were.

“Hal-sama, excuse me.”

“T-Tonight… please be good to me–”

As I waited in my bedroom for Lounamaria to appear, longing for it more than a thousand autumns, Lounamaria appeared, accompanied by Elise. Lounamaria is the type who looks thinner than she is, and she had large breasts comparable to Elise’s, so Elise must have lent her clothes.

“Lounamaria… you’re beautiful.”

For now, I praised her as a matter of courtesy.

“I-I’m embarrassed in such immodest clothing…”

Lounamaria was flustered by the bold outfit she had never worn before.

“That’s not true. It suits you well, Lounamaria. Elise, thank you for your cooperation.”

“I am happy to be of service to Hal-sama. If you are going to thank me, please treat me to a delicious meal when we reach town.”

“If you don’t mind getting ‘plump,’ then that’s fine.”

“Master, you’re wicked!”

Elise, angered, ran out of the bedroom with a pout, leaving Lounamaria behind.

Tonight, Lounamaria had her long, glossy silver hair cascading down her back and was wearing a light lavender cardigan. Underneath, she wore a black, mature babydoll, but the thin fabric allowed her bare skin to be seen through it. She wore nothing on her chest, and her cleavage peeked out from the gaps in her cardigan. She was provocatively dressed in black panties.

“You are very alluring… I can hardly believe you are a sacred Saintess, with such mature sex appeal.”

“Master, you too are surprisingly lecherous for someone proclaiming to be a saint. Do you do terrible things to them every night?”

“I treat them with great care.”

“It seems those words are not false. If they were being mistreated, I would have found a way to break the ‘Slave Contract Magic’ that binds me and report you.”

“Do you think you could break it?”

“This is not ordinary ‘Slave Contract Magic,’ is it?”

“That’s right. This magic is based on ‘Holy Magic,’ so it’s special.”

“N-No!”

“Breaking ‘Holy Magic’ is surprisingly difficult. Well then, let’s begin the ‘trial expansion’.”

“You won’t call it the ‘First Night Ritual’…”

“After this, Lounamaria must return to the Asgard Holy Church as a Saintess. If she doesn’t meet me, I don’t think her feelings of attachment will deepen further, and I have no intention of manipulating a Saintess.”

“Then why are you embracing me?”

“Because Lounamaria seems afraid of penises. This is, so to speak, an act of helping someone.”

“M-Master—Understood. Please embrace me gently.”

At this point, Lounamaria’s tense expression relaxed.

“It tickles somehow.”

I stroked Lounamaria’s head as she approached me, to reassure her.

“I am older than you… but I feel like I’ve become younger ♪”

As I stroked Lounamaria’s head, the tension left her body, and even her voice softened. I knew from my past life’s memories that Lounamaria was fundamentally a kind girl. Still, from the perspective of Lester Adamon, my past self, she, who had lived less than half as long as I had, was like a daughter.

And yet, I was about to embrace that daughter. In this current life, I was naturally younger than her. I felt uncertain about how to treat her, but at this moment, I intended to embrace Lounamaria with the strong relationship of master and slave.

“Lounamaria, have you ever had a deep kiss with a lover?”

I asked provocatively.

“I have kissed the cheeks of small children, but I have no experience of a deep kiss between lovers.”

For some reason, the older Lounamaria seemed cute. Her body was that of a mature adult, and her facial features were also adult-like. However, when I focused on her beautiful emerald eyes, they were moist as she looked at me.

Perhaps Lounamaria, too, was secretly starved for male affection. Saintess Lounamaria and Lester the Cleric belonged to the faction of the “Asgard Church,” which believed marriage and procreation were sacred. However, even they did not tolerate immoral relationships or indulging in lust.
Indeed, Lounamaria was resurrected from near-death after being attacked by a Treant. My senses told me that the effects from Resurrection Magic were similar to Mai’s condition.

“Then, let’s start with a pecking First Kiss, the kind one would share with their first lover.”

## 9. Trial Expansion ② △

I declare the First Kiss.

Holding Lounamaria’s cheeks in my palms, I gave her a First Kiss that lightly touched her soft lips. Lounamaria’s lips trembled like those of an innocent maiden.

“Master, First Kiss feels so sweet.”

Despite being a mature adult, Lounamaria had lived as a Saintess of the Asgard Holy Church since she could remember. In a sense, she truly was a sheltered young lady. A simple First Kiss made her face flush crimson, her eyes hazy with passion.

She’s twenty years old, yet the gap between her mature appearance and her innocent reactions is vast.

“With this, Lounamaria and I are lovers. Let’s move on to the next step.”

I forcefully declared our relationship as lovers, easing Lounamaria’s mental burden.

“Yes. Master… I feel as if I’m the younger one. Also, I’m very happy that you love me as a lover, instead of treating me like glass.”

Lounamaria then pressed her lips against mine. Her lips, carefully nurtured as a Saintess, were soft, and I could feel her fervent heart. At the same time, I felt a tremor of confusion and fear, and the rapid beating of her heart filled with anticipation.

As we embraced standing before the bed in the center, Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel, sleeping in the beds on either side, seemed to sense something, their brows furrowed.

“…nn… nnn… Your tongue… is inside… mine… nn…”

I wrapped my arms around Lounamaria’s back, pulling her close, and parted her lips to insert my tongue.

“Lounamaria, if your partner inserts their tongue during a Deep Kiss, you should entwine your own tongue to respond. Of course, inserting it into their mouth is also effective.”

I taught Lounamaria, who was ignorant and innocent, the proper etiquette for a Deep Kiss.

“Yes, Master. I will entwine my tongue as well.”

Lounamaria obediently followed.

“…nn… n’ah… nnn… hah… nnn… uun… hah…”

We were engrossed in intertwining our tongues, pausing occasionally to catch our breath as we made love. I licked inside Lounamaria’s mouth, our saliva mixing. Then, swallowing the mixed saliva, it somehow tasted sweet.

Lounamaria’s legs were starting to tremble. It was about time to move to the next step.

“Let me see your body properly. First, I’ll have you take off your cardigan.”

We paused the Deep Kiss, and Lounamaria looked at me with a pained expression.

“Even though I’m younger, it’s embarrassing to have a man undress me… And if you take off my cardigan, my breasts will be visible through it.”

As I declared, I opened the front of Lounamaria’s cardigan and slipped her arms out of the sleeves, removing it. Immediately, Lounamaria covered her chest with her arms and averted her face, flushed with shame. Her breasts peeked through the gaps in her arms, but I didn’t point it out.

“Are you refusing my command? Lower your arms! Lounamaria!!”

At my command, Lounamaria reluctantly lowered her arms, revealing a pair of large breasts that rivaled Elise’s. They seemed even more alluring than when seen directly.

Through the thin black fabric, her breasts were emphasized by the mesh, making them appear more prominent.

Now, Lounamaria was only wearing a sheer black babydoll and black panties to cover her secret place. She had apparently been brought here barefoot, and her cute bare feet were visible.

“They’re bigger than I expected.”

I praised Lounamaria’s large breasts.

“Master, please don’t look.”

My gaze was fixated on Lounamaria’s breasts. Seen through the babydoll, they seemed incredibly alluring. I wanted to caress them immediately, so I embraced her again, pressing close. While savoring the softness of her breasts, I resumed our Deep Kiss.

Having had one garment removed, Lounamaria began to entwine her tongue more aggressively.

Soon, Lounamaria could no longer stand. So, I scooped her into my arms and carried her to the new bed in a princess carry.

“First, I’ll let you touch my breasts over the babydoll.”

“W-Wait, Master. I’m not ready yet—Ah!? Your palm is on my breast!”

I laid Lounamaria on the bed and gently cupped her breasts through the babydoll fabric. Even through the cloth, Lounamaria’s large breasts were soft, and her heart pounded rapidly. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and her mouth moved like a fish out of water, gasping in surprise, which was incredibly cute. I waited for a while in this state, letting Lounamaria calm down.

“Didn’t you use to masturbate?”

I brought up the embarrassing memory that I had gleaned from Lounamaria’s mind.

“My secret! But it’s completely different from using my own hand—”

“Like this?”

“Hii!? Your fingertips are stroking my breasts… Ah… Ahh~♪ … Ahhh… No… I can feel it… Ahahah~♪”

As I stroked the outer edge of her areola with my fingertip through the black babydoll fabric, Lounamaria let out a delicate moan.

“…Ahhaa… Iyaan♪ I-It hurts! Don’t pinch my nipples!!”

Getting carried away, I pinched and pulled her nipples, and Lounamaria suddenly cried out in pain. Lounamaria’s reaction was so innocent and fun.

“…Hah… hah… hah… nn… Nnn’aaah… Nnn’aan…”

I kissed Lounamaria for the third time and massaged her breasts with my palms. Then, slipping my hand from her neckline, I directly cupped her breasts. Lounamaria struggled to pull her arms away, but her weak self couldn’t. After that, I pulled down the shoulder straps of the babydoll on both sides, and her bare breasts spilled out through the sheer fabric.

“Lounamaria’s breasts are firm and beautiful for her age!”

Lounamaria’s large breasts were slightly saggy. Her areolas were reddish-tan, and her nipples were already erect. Considering she was twenty, they had the appearance of ripe fruit.

“…Master, please don’t say it, it’s embarrassing! Ahhh~♪ Don’t suck my nipples!!”

With her breasts exposed, I latched onto the nipple of her left breast and simultaneously squeezed her right breast with all my might, massaging it thoroughly. Unable to withstand the pleasure of my caresses, Lounamaria let out a moan.

“… N-No! If you’re so rough… Ahhh~♪ … No… No… Ahhh~♡ … Ahhh…”

As I passionately caressed her breasts, the babydoll fabric had slid down to her abdomen, so I removed it. By this time, Lounamaria was breathing heavily and was on the verge of collapse.

“Lounamaria, would you help me take off my clothes?”

I could let Lounamaria experience climax now, but I decided to change the pace and instructed her to remove my pajamas.

“… Hah… Hah… Hah… Yes, Master…”

Lounamaria, with unaccustomed hands, removed my pajamas. However, she stopped when only the last piece of clothing remained.

“The last piece is still on!”

I urged her to remove my panties, emphasizing my crotch area by thrusting my hips.

“Master, please forgive me.”

Lounamaria, her face bright red, pleaded with me, which was cute. My penis was also erect, forming a tent within my panties. For the rebellious Lounamaria, I decided she would serve my rigid penis as a slave.

“No! Take it off and look at my penis!”

Although I said “Take it off!”, I was also embarrassed. But I reminded myself that she wasn’t a noble Saintess, but my slave, and commanded her.

“… Yes… It’s big… and very thick! … I-I can’t insert this!!”

After hesitating for a moment, Lounamaria pulled down my panties all at once and panicked at the sight of my erect and stiffening penis. I was proud of my penis being relatively large, comparing it to the reactions of the Party Members in “Princess Harem” and my past life as Lester the Cleric.

My penis, stiff in my crotch, seemed to pierce the heavens.

“Lounamaria, don’t look away! And, squeeze it gently. Ahhh… Y-Yes, that’s it—”

Lounamaria, with her legs spread, slowly reached out and, with the caution of handling a dangerous object, gripped the shaft of my penis.

“Could you stroke it for me? You can also lick it to serve me, but don’t bite it!”

Lounamaria began to stroke my penis, holding it between her fingers and her small palm, like a white fish. At first, she looked at it as if it were filth, but gradually her expression became serious.

“Huh!? It’s getting bigger!? And it’s pulsing!!”

As Lounamaria stroked my penis, it became fully erect and was on the verge of climax due to my excitement.

“—You’re quite good at this. And, here it comes!”

*Dopyuuuuyuuuuu*

My penis was already close to erupting, so it wasn’t long before I ejaculated milky white fluid onto Lounamaria’s face.

“My face… with sticky, smelly stuff!?”

The Saintess Lounamaria’s perfectly formed face was now adorned with my ejaculated milky white fluid, making it look erotic. The bewilderment of Lounamaria, who had probably never experienced being sprayed in the face with milky white fluid, was also erotic.

“Lounamaria, this is semen. Don’t waste it, lick and drink it all!”

“… Yes…, It’s bitter, Master.”

Wiping the milky white fluid from her face with her fingertips, Lounamaria licked it off.

“Now, take my penis into your mouth and lick it. And when it becomes erect, sandwich it between your breasts and stroke it.”

In response to my request, Lounamaria’s eyes welled up with tears as she took it into her mouth as instructed. Not missing the moment, I secured Lounamaria’s head with both hands and began forced oral sex.

“… Cough… Cough, cough… Stop… cough, cough—”

My penis became erect again, so I stopped the forced oral sex and took it out of her mouth. Lounamaria was choking.

“There’s no time to rest! Sandwich it between your breasts and stroke it!!”

“… *pant*… *pant*… Hah… Yes… Is this okay? It feels strange.”

Lounamaria placed my erect penis between her breasts, then held it in place with both hands, pressing her breasts together, and began to stroke it by moving her whole body.

“Y-You’re good, Lounamaria, and it’s coming—”

*Dopyuuu*

I ejaculated on her face again, and Lounamaria’s face was once again soiled with milky white fluid.

“What you just did was ‘oral sex’ and ‘breast rubbing.’ Remember it well.”

“I’m getting dirty! Forgive me…”

Immediately after, Lounamaria collapsed onto the bed from exhaustion.

“What are you saying, Lounamaria? This is just foreplay.”

“N-Nooooooo~~~”

Lounamaria sank into despair.

## 10. Trial Expansion ③ ○

“!” D-Don’t, not there!!”

Over Lounamaria’s last remaining black panties, I covered her crotch area with my right palm and began caressing her secret place with my entire palm. Lounamaria had apparently engaged in self-pleasure, touching her breasts and genitals a little, but she had been quite gentle. Now, she was greatly disturbed by my “service.”

She tried to remove my hands, placing her arms around her own secret place, but her weak self couldn’t. She struggled, moving her legs back and forth, but it was a futile effort.

“… Ahhh… No… Ahhan♪ … No, this is wrong… Hiiiaaaahn♡ … Nooooooo!!”

I was only gently caressing her crotch, but for the virgin Lounamaria, the stimulation was strong. Her moans and cries echoed in the bedroom, and her breasts jiggled in rhythm.

Then, glancing at the beds on either side, Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel, who should have been in a deep sleep, blushed and murmured in their sleep, as if synchronized with Saintess Lounamaria.

In fact, a part of their consciousness was synchronized with Lounamaria. This was possible because Lounamaria had mastered a special “Mental Magic.” While not magic she used often, it was fundamentally similar to “Incitement Magic,” which allows one to manipulate a group’s subconscious at will.

Still, it was an interesting experiment to have them experience a “wet scene” through sleep learning.

She had learned it naturally as a Saintess who could exert an area-of-effect “Healing Magic” through her songs. Currently, I was focusing on caressing Lounamaria’s secret place, and Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel were feeling some of it.

“… W-What is this… Ahhh~♪ … Ahh, ahh~♡ I-I feel like I’m melting…”

*Kucchu, kucchu, guchu, kucchu, picha, picha*

My caresses on her crotch became more intense, and soon wet sounds were heard from Lounamaria’s crotch.

It seemed she was getting wet.

Looking up at Lounamaria’s face, I saw she was panting with her mouth slightly open, drooling, and tears welling up in her eyes. The face of a beautiful woman was ruined.

Perhaps this was what was called an “ahegao.”

Her body lost strength, so I grabbed her panties and pulled them down. In the bush of her curly silver hair, I saw an erect clitoris at the upper edge of her labia, and between the pubic hairs, the wet slit of her secret place was visible, glistening.

I pushed aside the troublesome curly hair, pressed my fingertips against her outer labia, and observed the state of her vagina, pushing and widening it.

“Lounamaria’s outer labia are thoroughly wet. And your vagina is as cute as you said. It should be tight. I’ll expand it carefully.”

“………”

As Lounamaria stated, her vagina was small and, being wet, was even tighter. However, if it loosened, it should be able to accommodate my penis. I explained the female genitalia, but Lounamaria hid her face with both hands, shaking her head “no.”

“… Hie! Hiiiaaaahn!!”

Lounamaria, who had been exhausted from the caresses on her crotch, screamed as I inserted my finger into her vagina. Ignoring Lounamaria’s scream, I kneaded her vagina with my fingertips, making “guchu, guchu” sounds. Sometimes, I brought my face close and took the erect clitoris into my mouth, rolling it around.

Love Juice overflowed from within her vagina, and with a “nutcho, nutcho” sound, her female hole gradually expanded. Eventually, I had two fingers inserted, and my penis, which had been discreetly cast with a special “Healing Magic,” was fully erect.

Meanwhile, Lounamaria endured, covering her face with both hands. Occasionally, her body would jerk, arching backward, indicating she was feeling pleasure.

Then, Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel, lying on their respective beds, also arched backward in sync.

“It’s almost time to insert. The time for your deflowering has come. If you don’t relax your body, it will only hurt.”

“………”

Lounamaria was now speechless, nodding slightly.

“… I-Igg?! It hurts, Master, it hurts! Don’t insert it, it’s going to tear!”

Spreading Lounamaria’s legs wider and pushing her outer labia apart, I exposed her vagina and, with my other hand, guided my erect penis to it, beginning the penetration.

Saintess Lounamaria cried out in pain, like an innocent girl.

“… It hurts… It hurts… Hikk!? I-Iyaaaaaaaa!!”

Lounamaria was in so much pain that, to distract her, I pinched her erect clitoris, causing her to scream even louder. The direct stimulation of her clitoris seemed too intense for Lounamaria. Furthermore, Lounamaria’s vaginal walls seemed to resist the penetration of my penis, as if adhered. I inserted it as if peeling off raw skin, managing to reach the narrow part before the hymen.

“I’m going to break your hymen now. Relax your body.”

I warned her again.

“P-Please, Master. If you insert it any further, it will tear. Please stop!”

Lounamaria tearfully pleaded for me to stop, but there was no way my penis, inserted this far, would stop.

“Break already!”

“Iyaaaaaaa!!”

I clenched my hips and thrust my penis with all my might. With a final scream, my hymen had successfully been penetrated, and “Scar of Bloodstain” flowed from the junction.

Continuing with that momentum, my penis pushed forward, stopping just before the cervix.

“Lounamaria, you and I are now connected. Look, it hasn’t torn, has it?”

I put my arm around Lounamaria’s back and had her lift her head to show her the junction.

“My vagina… has your sturdy penis inserted. I’ve finally become a true adult woman.”

“That’s right, Lounamaria. You did well. Shall we start moving soon?”

“Is there more? Hii! … Hiiiaaaahn♪ … Ahhh~♡ … Ahh, ahh…”

As I moved my hips and thrust my penis, Lounamaria moaned in response.

“… W-What… i-Iguuuu!!!!”

Changing positions and thrusting into Lounamaria’s vagina, she finally seemed to reach climax.

*Dopyuuu*

I released the semen I had been holding back in sync with her. Then, we both relaxed in exhaustion.

“That concludes ‘Trial Expansion.’ I thought it would be easier since your body is mature, but it was surprisingly difficult.”

I spoke to Lounamaria, who was lying on the bed. After all, follow-up care after deflowering is important, so I gently petted her head as post-coital care.

“I still can’t believe such a thick penis was inserted into my vagina… It feels unreal. But the pain in my crotch is proof that it was real.”

Lounamaria seemed to have gained confidence from accepting my penis, which was good.

“Let me clean you up.”

I chanted a special “Washing Magic” to clean her soiled groin area with love juice, virgin blood, and semen, then restored her hymen with “Healing Magic” and returned her vaginal walls to their original state.

“Master, your skills are perfectly saintly.”

Freed from the pain in her crotch, Lounamaria admired my skillful touch.

“Lounamaria, this is an absolute secret, okay?”

“Yes, Master. You must be tired. I’ve also gained confidence.”

We had successfully completed the “Trial Expansion.” As we headed out to wash up at the inn’s bath, Elise and Freya were waiting.

“Saintess Lounamaria, how was Hal’s penis? Shall we bathe together? I’ll teach you all sorts of things.”

Elise smiled and invited us to the bath, clearly with ulterior motives.

“Saintess Lounamaria, I heard you were looking for me. I have my own circumstances. Please come with me, and I’ll explain.”

This time, Freya, whom Lounamaria was looking for, invited her.

“Hal, won’t you join us?”

“You girls probably have things to talk about, so I’ll pass. I’m going to the men’s bath.”

Thus, I managed to escape a difficult situation, and Lounamaria, a sacrifice unaware of the inner workings of “Princess Harem,” was taken to the women’s bath. Going to such a dangerous place would be too much for her body.

Later, as I relaxed in the hot spring, I could hear noisy voices from the women’s bath. It was very likely, no, certainly, that all the Party Members of “Princess Harem” were gathered there.

Tonight, I wish Saintess Lounamaria, who must be exhausted, all the happiness!

Afterwards, I stripped the blankets from Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel, who had been sleeping on either side of me, and lifted their pajamas, exposing their crotch areas. They had embarrassing stains on their panties. With this, they too would understand their physical maturity.

Lounamaria returned to the bed, her entire body polished, but utterly exhausted. Without asking what had happened, I slept with Lounamaria that night. Lounamaria was tired and fell asleep immediately, sleeping soundly until morning.

The next morning, Saintess Lounamaria, with a refreshed expression as if a burden had been lifted, woke up Saintess Seira and Holy Knight Mariabel. Meanwhile, we were peeking through the gap in the door.

“Seira, Mariabel, wake up! It’s morning!”

“Fuuwaaaah, g-good morning, Lounamaria. Why am I alive?”

“—Nn, g-good morning, Saintesses. Huh!? Why am I sleeping here?”

The two, having sniffed Tirna’s special smelling salts, woke up immediately but had no memory of being captured by the Treant and despairing.

“Good morning, Saintess Seira, and Holy Knight Mariabel. Our mission is complete, so let’s return.”

“I don’t understand what happened… not at all.”

“We were barely saved by an elite unit of the Holy Knights, and we confirmed the omens received in the prophecy. We won’t know more until the time comes.”

“If Saintess Lounamaria has judged so, I will obey.”

Saintess Lounamaria persuaded the two according to the plan we had devised. And Lounamaria, followed by the two who looked bewildered, returned to the Asgard Holy Church in the Imperial Capital Granza on her horse.

“We managed to deceive them, it seems.”

“Still, prophecies… they’re troublesome things.”

“Hal, after enjoying this feast, let’s leave the inn and move on.”

Lyushenne, who had been secretly observing the departure of Saintess Lounamaria’s entourage, felt relieved. Dietlinde grumbled about the prophecy, and Elise smiled as usual.

Thus, we, the members of the “Princess Harem” party, returned to our journey for the Second Expedition Trip.

Thank you for reading.
Episode 29 “Seira II and Mariabel” The Dreaming Saintess and the Earnest Former Princess Knight unknowingly realize their physical maturity…. This concludes Chapter ○.

Episode 30 “Sophie III” is scheduled to be posted from February 25th, 0:00.