Chapter 522
Chapter 522
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 522
Chapter Title: A Useful Fellow
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"S-Saintess! Where on earth have you been, and why are you only coming back now...!"
"I asked the junior priest to show me around the city. I'm starting my duties now, so don't hound me."
"Ah, understood!"
As I re-entered the church, all eyes turned to me. Saintess Cardia calmed the fussing parishioners with a single word and grabbed my hand, pulling me into her room.
Her room on the fourth floor was fairly spacious.
Amid furniture lined with various religious decorations, the saintess tossed off her pure white veil the moment we entered and opened a drawer in her vanity, handing me a bundle of papers.
"These are your orders."
"Yes, ma'am."
I took the papers immediately and read through them slowly.
The orders detailed several reported matters along with the saintess's synthesized thoughts on them.
As I read on, it seemed heretics had infiltrated a city a bit farther away called Audville. It was a fairly large place that thrived on logistics and distribution, about two or three days' travel.
"It'll be hard to find time from now on, so ask any questions you have right away."
The saintess, who had sat on the bed and laid her upper body back, said while lighting a cigarette. No smell from the premium stuff, so no reason to hold back.
She claimed it had no health risks, and with her overflowing holy power, the saintess was the picture of perfect health anyway—chain-smoking unlimited wouldn't faze her.
"Hold on a sec."
The orders were neatly written, so grasping the mission was no issue. She'd already sent an official letter to the city requesting cooperation. The city was governed by a mayor under the law?
I wasn't clear on the local power structures.
Anyway, from the city's perspective, no reason to refuse someone coming to round up heretics—they'd welcome it. Apparently, I'd coordinate with the city guard for arrests. No help with investigations, though.
Hm... Tracking heretics in an unfamiliar city from scratch.
It'd be a bit tricky, but I'd manage somehow. They even included a map and evidence bases—not total blind dives. Seemed doable enough.
I'd understood everything.
"No questions here. Can I take the orders with me?"
"If you don't, there's no proof this saintess assigned the mission. Hand it over—I'll record the junior priest's name and title myself."
I passed her the orders along with a pen from the vanity.
"You've got a good head."
"Heh heh heh. Basics."
She took the pen and, still lying down, filled in my position and name.
"You'll be staying here awhile, so let's set the deadline until this saintess departs. Looking forward to good news, junior priest."
"What about expenses?"
Travel, food, lodging—it'd cost a bit, and if even basics weren't covered on a saintess's orders, it'd be tear-worthy.
"Submit receipts if you succeed."
"Oof, so success means big rewards, failure means out my pocket, time, and rep. Classic quest."
"Pretty much. But I trust you'll pull it off, junior priest. We talked all day—you're a good guy. Rare talent."
True to her high-command position, she knew how to work people. A master saintess.
With heads like this at the top, organizations ran smooth.
Her attitude and speech felt more mafia boss than saintess, but this woman had thrown herself into faith too.
Meaning she was trustworthy.
"Alright, out you go. Planning to camp in this saintess's room forever? Too casual barging into a lady's quarters."
"Heh heh heh, you dragged me in, Saintess. Walk out with me? Hate getting mobbed solo."
I'd drawn some aggro coming in—better let her handle explanations.
"Asking this saintess to escort you? Ballsy."
"Heh heh heh, takes guts to be a junior priest."
"Fair point. Let's go."
Anyway, I safely exited the church under Saintess Cardia's escort. Glancing back from the gate, she looked a tad weary but waved me off with a "Come back safe."
I waved back and headed home.
A quest from the saintess herself.
She'd given me top-grade holy water she'd made.
Success meant expense reimbursement too—solid commission. Rewards especially tempting. Nothing specified, but religious folk were trust icons. They'd coughed up proper even when I played date-for-pay.
Demon Gate chaos created openings—guys like me just seized them. All prime chances for adventurer Kim Katt.
Such thoughts carried me home.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "So my hubby's heading out on another trip? Hmm... Big sis is pretty bummed."
"Aw, no choice, Karin sis."
Karin, straddling me, slowly rocked her hips as she spoke.
Her face, flushed red from holding back moans amid complaints, was priceless. I reached up, grabbed her soft breast, and pinched for her nipple.
Nothing cheered Karin up like this.
"Hands off, you punk. Sis is talking. Getting cheeky lately."
Smack.
Karin slapped the back of my hand mid-pinch.
I whined it hurt; she looked a smidge sorry, closed her eyes, and resumed grinding. Her hot insides gripped and rubbed me tight—nothing else mattered.
"Sorry, sis. Saintess's mission—gotta seize the chance. Could be a promotion."
"Promotion's fine, but... haa, seriously."
Karin sighed, scratched her head, and said,
"Hubby... Being apart stresses sis out bad? Sis gets clingy. Leveling up, promotions—all good. I get it up here," she tapped her temple, "but yeah?"
"I know your heart, Karin. C'mere."
"..."
She eyed me warily mid-grind, then leaned in for a hug.
I hugged back, soothing her.
"Come back quick?"
"Heh heh heh, 'course—with you waiting, gotta hurry. Be back soon. Not vanishing anywhere."
"True... Argh, damn. Thinking of just selling the guild. Time crunch pisses me off."
Karin had floated selling the guild, traveling, and thuggin' it up. Felt like my fault—sorry.
"Heh heh heh, sell it and Guildmaster Karin Swordsman becomes plain Karin?"
"What bullshit. Anyway, sis's hips gave out—can't move. Pound from top."
"Yeah, yeah."
Anyway, I told the wives about the saintess mission.
Cloudie seemed pleased; Winia griped about taking saintess quests but sweetly healed me anyway, interested.
Showed Lisha the holy water too—she marveled at the holy power, wanted to study it, so I handed it over.
And Karin's like this.
Tough leaving for a trip now.
Better wrap it fast.
Go all-out.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ Not my first rodeo, so I prepped quick, slept, and left at dawn. Karin and Lisha saw us off.
Gear packed; grab essentials from the sundries shop en route.
No clue on prices there—better buy here. Cheaper? Regret. Pricier? Tears. Whatever— just wanna make heretics cry blood.
"Blackie did nun stuff like this before, right?"
"Yeah, so I took it. Trust me."
"Heh heh heh. Yup, trust Blackie. Still, saintess's direct mission? Blackie's climbing."
"Heh heh heh, you bet."
Headed straight to the gates. Early morning, carriages lined up. Folks haggling with drivers.
"Cloudie, Winia—I'll snag a carriage; hit the sundries shop."
"Got it."
Sent them off, grabbed a driver.
"Welcome, sir!"
"Morning—tough start. Got room to Audville?"
"Audville? Nah, taking a side route today. See that carriage five down? Driver there heads your way."
"Thanks."
Found it, haggled with the driver. Two-three days' ride. Settled fair, paid up. Carriage fare's pocket change now.
"Leaving right away?"
"Nah, soon."
"Hm... Grabbing breakfast at that bakery. Back quick—holler if urgent."
"Sure."
Driver off for food; I boarded and waited seated, zoning out for Cloudie and Winia.
Then a hot whisper in my ear.
"Katt, Katt. Where to today?"
"Gah!"
I jolted, whipped around.
Back of the carriage—
"—Hildegart!"
Hildegart in human woman form, somehow inside, beaming a greeting.
"Yes, yes. Hildegart, Katt's Hildegart."
"You bitch! After that bullshit, you show your face?!"
Mass wet dreams!
Not enough? Infiltrated my dream, bound me, stripped my pants, sucked me off! Passed it then, but now? Infuriating.
Dream rape—not even funny.
"Hee hee hee, love you mad."
"Asura Blood Fist."
I swung; she dodged like expected, hammed up gestures, and said,
"Surprise intel!"
"What?"
Intel?
Oh yeah—she mentioned bringing info when we parted.
Here for that?
"Suspicious folks infiltrated a nearby city—you know? Hee hee! You said bring intel, so I scoured around. You'll love it!"
What?
Brain froze.
Hildegart, oblivious, chattered excitedly.
"Can't believe a saintess showed here. Couldn't stick close before—tricky. But opportunity! Found good stuff. Listen, Katt? Super useful! Info on shady humans—folks call 'em heretics?"
"...Heretics?"
"Yes! Heretics! Holed up in a nearby city! Your Hildegart dug it all for you!"
"..."
This the saintess's gig...?
"...Lucky break."
Demon connections pay off sometimes, fuck.
"You hit the jackpot."
This bitch is useful.
Her eyes sparkled; she clasped hands.
"Knew you needed intel! Hee hee! Sorry 'bout last time. Sneaking in dreams—wrong, but you forgave; Hildegart touched!"
"Who forgave, you cunt."
"Not yet? Whatever—let's chat now. How was my fellatio? Sorry, wanted better, but yours so big and good, I..."
What the hell is this bitch saying?!
"Shut it!"
"Eek, yelling's hot. But... oh, someone's coming. Later!"
Poof!
Hildegart dissolved into smoke.
"Wha—fuck..."
No wind—what the hell.
Dazed, I scanned the carriage, sat back, mulled her words.
Heretics in the city.
Might make this easy.
Five minutes later, Cloudie and Winia appeared.
"Katt, ready to roll? Nothing forgotten?"
"Blackie, hurry. Saintess quest—finish fast."
"Yeah... let's go. Wait."
Grabbed their hands as they boarded.
"Driver's eating nearby. Fetch him."
I went to find the driver who'd gone for food.