Chapter 31 – Marian Stayed Up All Night
“Huh! Haha!! Ha ha!”
Eventually, I couldn’t stand it and shoved my cock back into Genoa’s cunt.
Genoa, who had already learned how to arouse herself, continued to stimulate her nipples and clitoris even as I rammed her cock her.
With her head her completely tilted back, I continued to glare at her saintess her as I pushed my cock into Genoa’s twitching cunt her.
Despite looking inside her head quite often, she never noticed me looking at her.
The basics of swordsmanship were not to be read by the opponent, and of course, I, who had mastered swordsmanship, knew how to deceive my eyes.
Thanks to that, Marian, who was completely off guard, was sitting on one side of her room and was masturbating to her.
I shook her waist while laughing at the figure of Marianne spying on Genoa’s sex while she flinched.
“Hey… Haaaaa… I, Genoa, I don’t think I can hold out any longer!”
Was it too much stimulation?
Genoa said that to me with her face right before fainting.
I was also excited about the fact that I was fucking and eating Genoa in front of another woman, so there was no difficulty in ejaculating her.
I rammed my cock hard into Genoa’s cunt and began pouring out her lust.
“Aaaaa!!”
Genoa yelled at her for the church to leave, and she tumbled backwards.
I could see my semen pouring out between Genoa’s naturally wide legs her.
When she glanced back at Marian, she too was trembling and shaking, as if she had just reached her climax at the same time.
While I was slowly wiping Genoa’s pussy her, I saw the saintess’ spiritual body her, which had regained consciousness, quickly run out of her room her.
“Eh, even if you don’t do this.”
“Stay still.”
I began to gently wipe her Genoa’s pussy her, and Genoa, aroused by the action, shook her again.
**
“Genoa. Remember what I said. Your mission is nothing else, to protect the people there.”
“… Yes. Keep in mind Genoa. Please, see you again.”
Genoa, all dressed in her clothes, said that to me and slowly got up from her seat her.
And the moment she turned around and opened her door, she saw the figure of her saintess and her standing outside her door.
“What?”
At the unexpected appearance of Marian, Genoa tried to hide her surprise and asked in a displeased voice.
Apparently, during sex with me, she seemed to be worried that her saintess might have heard the voice she shouted.
However, Marian answered Genoa, taking her hand off her with a calm expression.
“I came here because the hero had something to do, so it’s nothing for the captain to worry about.”
“Me?”
I slipped out of bed and asked Marianne.
I thought it was just to spy on my room, but it seemed like it had some other purpose.
“I want you to go to the imperial palace tomorrow.”
I looked at Marianne’s words with a smile on her face.
Genoa looked at me with a worried face, but she was in a situation where I had to go even if she told me not to come to the imperial palace.
“Great.”
“Request…Yes?”
“I’m going.”
At my words, Saint Marian blinked in surprise, and Genoa couldn’t hide her worried expression in her, but she didn’t dispute my opinion.
“Go see. Genoa. See you later.”
“Yes. I will wait for that day.”
As if she no longer cared about the eyes of others, Genoa left the room after saying that to me even though she was in front of her saintess.
“Why are you standing like that? Are you going?”
“… Ah.”
I saw Marianne, startled by my words her, making a bewildered noise and hurriedly bowing her head to me.
And then, before I had time to say anything, I finally let out the laughter I had been holding back as Marianne quickly ran away.
**
“You persuaded me?”
“Yes.”
Priest Thomas looked at Marian with an absurd face.
If it was going to be so easy to convince her in the first place, I couldn’t understand why she was shaking the fuck up at the first meeting.
“Did you promise anything with the dragon?”
“A promise?”
“… Okay. Well, for example, instead of going to the imperial palace, we decided to give her something her.”
At Thomas’ words, Marian looked at him with a displeased expression.
She did n’t ask what he was specifically giving her, but there was a strange nuance to his words of her.
“No. There is no such thing.”
“Okay? Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
At Marian’s words his, Thomas licked his lips with a regretful face.
In fact, he didn’t expect a sticky relationship between a saint and a hero, which would appear in any erotic novel as an old man.
No, Thomas had no interest in how the saintess from Raksha behaved with her body.
I just asked Marianne that question, wondering if I could use this as an excuse to grasp something that might be a hero’s weakness.
“Yeah, good luck anyway. You don’t have to be embarrassed by the imperial palace.”
“… It looks like you already made a pact?”
At Thomas’ words, Marian looked at him and asked.
Before asking the hero’s opinion, it seems that he exchanged some kind of secret agreement with the imperial palace.
So, Marian thought that the High Priestess had threatened him, and since he had been working alone and things were going to get tangled, Marian thought that he was holding on to his easygoing self her for no reason.
“Okay? What’s wrong?”
“… No.”
But it wasn’t the first time this had happened, and in the end Marianne couldn’t even argue with Tomas.
Anyway, the opponent was Thomas, the high priest, and Marian was nothing more than a poor saint who had to keep an eye on him.
‘I want to go to my room and rest.’
Marian was thinking about that while watching Thomas explain what to be careful of when a hero visits the imperial palace.
Even if things worked out anyway, Marian would get nothing back, and Thomas would take all the credit.
He’d rather masturbate in his room than listen to unhelpful explanations, Marian thought.
‘Crazy, what am I thinking…’
Marian lowered his head, blushing at his own thoughts of her.
However, Thomas, who was talking alone, could not miss the situation.
“What? Are you feeling unwell?”
“… No, ah, actually, that sounds a bit bad.”
Marian, out of habit, tried to say that it was okay with Thomas, but she quickly changed his words to her.
She wasn’t feeling well right now, but she felt like she was going to feel really bad if she kept listening to him.
“Whoa. Anyway, the explanation is enough, go in and rest. Tomorrow is a very important day.”
Thomas said that to Marianne with an unusually benevolent face.
Looking at Thomas like that, Marianne only thought that perhaps the reward he would receive from the imperial palace for this incident was quite generous.
**
“Yes? Are you feeling unwell?”
I asked that while looking at the saintess, Marian.
A day had passed since I arrived at the church, and I decided to visit the imperial palace as promised.
And Marianne, whom I met on the spot, had a rather emaciated face unlike her the day before.
“Oh, nothing.”
Marian hurriedly averted my eyes, and she answered my question.
I hurriedly turned her head and looked at the back of her head with a deep smile.
Her intention in questioning her in the first place was not to wonder why she seemed to be having a hard time.
Her dark circles reached down to her chin her, and her fingertips her trembled enough to guess why she was in that state.
‘I must have masturbated all night.’
If you teach a monkey to masturbate, will it die while masturbating?
That’s exactly what Marian was like now.
A state in which he does not even know that his own state her is being destroyed and only pursues her pleasure her.
And I found it quite enjoyable to watch Marianne ruin herself like that.
“Oh, I am late. Hurry up and leave.”
An old priest who came belatedly to Marian and me said so to me.
He must have been a member of the imperial family whose name was Thomas or Tomato.
I stood still, staring blankly at the suddenly appearing high priest.
“What are you doing? Not in a hurry.”
As I stood still without moving, the High Priest said so as if he was urging me.
“What bullshit? Why am I moving with a senile old man?”
I asked the saintess, and Thomas also looked at Marian with an absurd expression.
Marian’s face went white as if she was scolding her for not explaining properly what she was going with.
“That, High Priestess has a close relationship with key figures in the imperial palace… “
“Oh, what? I have no intention of moving in with an old man who sucks shit?”
Marian tried to convince me somehow, but of course I couldn’t.
Rather, he deliberately laid out words that would scratch the nerves of the high priest, and he was just holding on.
It’s not me who’s in a hurry anyway, it’s probably the high priest’s side.
