1. Bloody Room
When I opened my eyes, I had become a woman called Veronica.
“Veronica, you need to eat properly.”
“Ah, yes...”
Looking at the watery soup placed before me, I tried to recall why I had ended up like this.
I'm sure I was browsing an Adult Game in my room and pressed the download button...
Why did this happen?
Thinking that, I carefully picked up the spoon given to me.
A strange, watery soup, neither thick nor completely liquid, spread across the spoon.
Scooping the soup, which clattered faintly, and putting it in my mouth, only the fact that it didn't taste very good was conveyed.
“......”
Since I had no idea why this had happened, I moved my spoon to at least satisfy my hunger.
Inside the clattering dining hall, everyone wore the same shabby clothes and busily moved their spoons.
Even if I tried to grasp the situation, there was no way to know just by looking at this moment, so for now, I just spent time forcing down this tasteless soup.
Just as I finished my meal, a nun in a black Nun's Habit came over again, inspected the dishes, and then spoke.
“Now, let us say our post-meal prayers.”
““...Lord, for the daily bread you have provided us today...””
The sound of prayers reached my ears.
Since these were all prayers I'd never heard before, I just moved my lips and roughly lip-synced, just like during the pre-meal prayers.
A Convent, then.
Furrowing my brows, I cautiously scanned my surroundings.
After that meaningless reconnaissance ended, I stood in line to clear the dishes, quietly waiting for my turn.
If putting away dishes takes this long because we have to stand in line, wouldn't it be better to just put them away in the order we finish eating?
As I was furrowing my brows at this unreasonable wait, a child walking ahead of me tripped and fell.
Clang.
Having been lost in thought, I was startled by the sound and opened my eyes wide.
And realizing that the child in front of me had fallen, I let out a groan.
“Ugh...”
The girl, whose knee was scraped from the fall, was crying and trying to pick up the broken pieces of the dish.
What are you doing, that's dangerous.
With that thought, I reflexively grabbed the girl's hand.
“Wh-what are you doing? Stay still.”
Saying that, I began picking up the broken plate pieces in front of me and collecting them in my left hand.
As I was doing that, I heard the sound of the nun, who had been away from her spot, rushing over.
“What happened?!”
A voice, sounding very flustered by the sound of the dish breaking, reached my ears.
“Oh, no, I broke it by mistake.”
I replied that way, giving an awkward smile.
Then the nun approached me and pointed at my hand.
“B-blood is coming out! I'll get a broom, so put them down quickly.”
I hadn't realized it, but then I noticed blood flowing between the plate pieces in my left hand, where the nun was pointing.
Thinking there might have been a sharp shard, I dropped the plate pieces onto the floor at the nun's words.
As the sound of the pieces falling together in one spot reached my ears, I then heard the child who had fallen earlier sniffling.
“…Wh-why did you lie? Y-you'll be punished by God-nim...”
Good heavens. Isn't this practically brainwashing?
I deliberately said I did it because I thought I might get scolded for nothing, but to babble about God and lying here, what kind of place is this Convent?
As I heard the girl's voice, I quietly gazed at the straight cut on my left palm.
“Haha...”
I let out a dry laugh, then brushed off my knee with my right hand and stood up.
Unable to comprehend what 'God' meant, I simply nodded.
What should I have replied?
If I had been a devout believer, there might have been a good answer.
As I stood up, I saw the nun, who had brought bandages and a broom, rushing over.
“Is the wound bad? Show it to me.”
The nun, who had set down the broom and dustpan in front of me, held out the bandage and told me to give her my hand.
Her gentle face caught my eye, but her demeanor was subtly coercive, so I unconsciously extended my left hand.
Well, there's no reason to refuse if she's going to stop the bleeding.
“Look at this. Isn't this what happens when you handle plate pieces so carelessly?”
“It-it'll heal quickly.”
At her scolding for my carelessness, I stammered out a reply.
Still, it wasn't an empty boast.
Because a superficial wound like this was sure to heal quickly.
Thinking that, I glanced at the nun who was quietly staring at my hand, and she didn't wrap the bandage around it.
She just stood there, frozen, simply staring at my palm.
“…Nun-nim?”
At her expression, I raised my voice and called out to the nun.
Thinking, 'Why is she acting like this?', I followed her gaze and saw my hand, where the wound had already healed.
Oh, what the. I knew it would heal quickly, but I didn't expect it to be this fast, so I groaned.
I still didn't know who Veronica was, but it seemed her body was somewhat superhuman.
But contrary to my reaction, the nun dropped the bandage she was holding and her lips twitched.
“A S-Saintess.”
“A S-Saintess-nim?!”
At the nun's voice, the other children of the Convent also widened their eyes in surprise and said the same.
And after that, my situation changed in an instant.
*
As soon as I left the Convent, I learned information I couldn't have known while I was there since I had been in the Convent ever since I opened my eyes.
That this world was a fantasy world where a Demon King and Magical Beasts existed.
A Hero would appear to defeat that Demon King, and a Saintess would emerge at that time.
And it seemed that Saintess was me.
Fantasy, Demon King, Magical Beasts, and a Hero...?
And at the same time, Saintess Veronica....
Uh, isn't this the Adult Game I was about to play?
Startled by that thought, I opened my eyes wide and looked around.
However, I had already been given the proper Saintess's Robes, worn only by nuns—no, Saintesses—and it was decided that I would leave the Cathedral and be led to the Royal Capital.
Although I had never played the game, I had deliberately reviewed various things before downloading it, so I knew what genre this game was.
That's why I couldn't help but be even more terrified.
It's a humiliation and Hypnosis genre.
Recalling only that fact, I furrowed my brows and racked my brain to remember the samples and pre-released descriptions.
However, all the samples showed only provocative scenes of humiliation, so I gained no useful information.
Of course, in an Adult Game, they just show provocative scenes, say 'this is the genre,' and roughly describe what kind of game it is in text.
Thus, forced into the Saintess's Robes, I stared blankly out the window from inside the rattling carriage.
Ah, damn it. If things go on like this, won't I just end up as an Adult Game character, getting defiled...?
More than that, it's not just getting defiled, it's humiliation and Hypnosis.
There's exposure play, and SM Play, and a whole lot more, isn't there...?
Being pinned down by a man was the worst.
But there was no way I could suddenly change my situation here, so I had to just go with the flow for now.
Of course, even if I could do something, I didn't know anything about the game's content or progression, so I couldn't risk doing anything rash.
I don't even know the character's personality....
Sweating cold, I arrived at the Royal Castle and took in the sight of the enormous castle.
The magnificent structures adorning the colossal building seemed to try to please the eye.
“Saintess-nim, this way.”
For me, who had somehow been promoted from a mere nun undergoing training to a Saintess, an extremely courteous reception awaited.
The man, who appeared to be a Knight, wore a crafted Rapier at his waist and elegantly gestured towards where I was to go.
At his appearance, I walked forward with a reluctant expression.
As I slowly walked, conscious of the strangely revealing Saintess's Robes from the Adult Game that exposed my thighs, I soon arrived inside the enormous Royal Castle.
I didn't know the name of the country or the name of the King here, yet I had been unceremoniously summoned.
If I commit any rudeness here, won't my head be chopped off?
With that thought, I broke out in a cold sweat as I was guided inside.
I took a step. As I stepped onto the elegantly spread red carpet inside, my heart pounded.
What kind of treatment does a Saintess receive? What kind of personality does Veronica have?
More importantly, what posture should I adopt when standing before the King?
With a complicated mind, I racked my brain.
But unable to find many answers with my mind, I was led directly before the King.
The dignified atmosphere made me feel as if my shoulders were being pressed down. It could even be called a burden.
The throne. Upon it, the King sat proudly.
And next to him, who was that? A chancellor?
Below that lower seat, several retainers stood, which caught my eye.
Wearing the bright white Saintess's Robes, I stood awkwardly, observing the mood.
Then, a low, heavy tone from afar brushed my ears.
“…So, is that true?”
It was the King's voice.
At that fact, I bowed my head.
Somehow, the saying from historical dramas about not looking at the 'dragon's face' came to mind, and I seemed to have done so unconsciously.
The one who answered that voice was the Knight beside me, who had guided me.
“Yes, that is correct. It is information I heard from Sister Kasrina, who is in charge at the Holy Kingdom's Nunnery Training Center.”
“Is that so. If that is the case, then she must indeed be the Saintess-nim.”
That's it?
As I furrowed my brows, about to urge them to continue the conversation, this time the King's voice came to me.
“May I ask for the Saintess-nim's name?”
“Uh, yes?”
What, why is the King speaking to me formally?
Startled by that thought, I let out a bewildered sound.
But I quickly collected myself and mumbled.
“V-Veronica.”
When I replied that way, the King seemed pleased, affirming with 'Hmm, hmm.'
“…Then, I shall guide you to my room.”
Uh, wait a minute.
Isn't this an Adult Game? It's an Adult Game. Wasn't it a game you couldn't play without the Hero?
As if unaware of my terrified state, the Knight beside me subtly approached, seemingly to guide me.
However, thinking that I might die if I refused, I cautiously followed behind him.
Only my trembling heart was crying out, as I had no idea why this was happening.
The King's room, you say? Am I going to be defiled here without even seeing the Hero's face?
With that thought, I furrowed my brows.
But I looked at the door of the room I was guided to, unable to think of anything else.
Since it was called the King's room, I expected a magnificent door.
But both the surroundings and the door were crude.
Moreover, that door was such a crude iron door that my unease only grew, forcing me to speak.
“Uh, where is this...?”
“You'll know once you go inside.”
At those words, I entered through the opening door and was shocked by the sight inside the room.
A blood-reeking chair. And on that chair, leather straps for restraining a human body hung in abundance.
Fear arose, as it seemed to indicate that many people had sat in that chair and died.
“Th-this, what is this?!”
Why did you shove me in here?
Just as I was about to ask that, a shadow fell behind the door.
The Knight who had brought me inside had gone far away, and within the firmly closed iron door, only the King and I remained.
It's better not to look at the King's face. Throwing that thought aside, I gazed at the corpulent King's face with trembling eyes.
At first, I thought he was going to defile me, like in an Adult Game.
But seeing this room, only the fact that he hadn't brought me here to defile me became clear to my body.
Looking from the inside out.
Looking up at the King, I saw scissors, knives, saws, and countless pieces of equipment hanging on the wall, which filled me with terror.
“Saintess Veronica-nim. ...I heard that even if you are injured, you heal.”
“Th-that, even I don't really...”
“That faith, it must have been bestowed by God-nim.”
“Ah, no, even I don't really know, I don't know...”
I was scared.
Not knowing how to answer, I denied it.
“If it's the Saintess-nim, you will understand, won't you? I will just, just confirm it.”
“Yes, yes? Wh-what...”
My voice trembled. My mind was so frozen that I couldn't answer.
Here. In this situation, what on earth am I supposed to understand? What is he going to confirm?
It's clearly something I don't want.
But the door was blocked, and I couldn't leave.
In my current body, I couldn't push aside this one fat body and get out.
Eventually, I sat in the chair, and a pair of scissors was in the King's hand.
“This is for the confirmation needed to create the Elixir of Immortality.”
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