Chapter 536
Chapter 536
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 536
Chapter Title: What the Hell is This?
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The Cardia Saintess's proposal was fucking outrageous.
She was the number two in one of the largest churches, the Brass Celestial Society. For someone like that to promise wealth and fame while asking me to work under her.
This world reveres religion.
Its members genuinely commanded widespread respect and prestige. Joining them would undoubtedly be a good thing.
But in exchange for that favor, their lives were utter hell.
They fought evil on the front lines to protect humanity.
Humans with superhuman powers like mana were rare. Most were pathetically weak. They got lured by demons or heretics on the flimsiest pretexts, leading to horrific consequences.
The church focused on preventing such disasters.
It was incredibly tough. It didn't end with just blood and tears—you had to risk your life on the battlefield.
So, all religious folk were basically ascetics.
But come to think of it, weren't adventurers the same?
Adventurers stood on someone else's front lines, living grueling lives. Battling monsters meant exactly that. The only perk was being a freelancer; otherwise, there were no advantages. You had to handle everything with your own skills.
Unlike the respected religious folk, adventurers were usually treated like thugs or gangsters.
D-ranks and up got decent treatment, sure.
"..."
Saintess's direct Paladin, huh.
Accepting that would mean heading to the capital, taking orders from the Cardia Saintess, and jetting off to special missions all over the world?
It could be seen as just adventuring on a grander scale. The only difference was taking orders from the saintess instead of the guild.
The enemies would still be monsters, heretics, demons—the same shit. Just tougher jobs, nothing fundamentally different.
—I've got time.
She said to decide by the time she left.
This was definitely an opportunity. And since it was, I needed to discuss it with my wives first.
We'd just bought a house; moving would suck.
"Holy shit."
Never thought I'd run into something like this just living life.
I've been rolling around in this world for a damn long time.
But what's the difference between Holy Knight and Paladin? Seemed like a rank thing—Paladin higher? Whatever, no need to decide right now.
"...This pounding."
—Thump thump.
Still, my heart was racing like mad. That's how big a deal it was. Next time I hit the church, I'd ask about exact terms and working conditions.
"Oh."
But if I turn it down, does today's reward just vanish?
Makes sense.
If the reward was the right to become her Paladin, I couldn't ask for anything else.
"Fucking nerve-wracking."
Anyway, clutching my trembling chest, I headed to the bakery.
Winia said to grab some food.
"Elise...! I miss you...!"
I clawed at my hair, picturing Elise's face in the air.
For stuff like this, I could ask her all sorts of things.
Where the hell are those damn demons when I need 'em?
In this floaty, absentminded haze, I bought a bunch of groceries and headed home. The saintess's offer wouldn't leave my head the whole walk.
It'd be tough, but worth it.
A chance to get stronger, too.
—Wealth and fame.
Might even have to scour the world like some traveling agent under her orders.
But Karin was guildmaster, Lisha ran her black magic shop. Couldn't expect them to drop everything and move to the capital for me.
If not, oh well.
My wives come first.
With those thoughts, I opened the door.
"Claudy, Winia. I'm back."
"Blackie's home? Got the food?"
Inside, Winia—pink robe, furry slippers—beamed at me. Karin and Lisha weren't back yet.
"Got sweets and stuff."
"Hee hee. Good boy. Now go wash up."
"Yeah. Where's Claudy?"
"Sis is still bathing. I was getting sleepy, so I came out first. I'll help with your gear."
Winia kindly helped me strip off my equipment.
When to tell them about the Paladin thing... Tonight, when everyone's here.
"So, Blackie. What'd the saintess give you?"
"I'll tell you tonight."
"When everyone's here?"
"Yep."
"What the heck did you get?"
Something beyond imagination.
I stashed my gear and headed to the bathroom. —Splash. Steam everywhere. Through it, Claudy's silhouette in the tub.
Like a mermaid or something.
"Katt's here? Get in quick."
"Ah. Shower first."
After showering, I slipped into the tub, and Claudy pressed against me.
Wet Claudy felt like a siren tempting a sailor.
"Heavenly Demon boner."
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"More importantly, Katt. What'd the saintess give as reward?"
"I'll tell when everyone's here."
"When everyone's here? Hm... Not something material, then?"
"Bingo."
I soaked with Claudy clinging tight.
Hot water's the best.
"Ah, but you came so late, Karin's gonna be pissed. Claudy's scary when mad."
"Sweet-talk her. She gets lonely easy. Yeah, focus on Karin tonight."
Good plan.
"Karina's your prisoner too. Tease her insides with this and indulge her a bit—she'll cool off."
She gripped my rock-hard dick and whispered.
Ah, wanna shove it in Karin ASAP.
"Got it."
Would Claudy approve of the saintess's offer?
Of course. She craved my growth more than anyone.
"How do you know all this?"
"I always keep tabs on stuff like that. For you."
"Heh heh heh, yeah."
Anyway, Claudy helped wash me up.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Karina's mad."
As expected, Karin had a sulky face. Calling her "Karin" instead of "sis" confirmed it. Full-on pissed.
She glared and stomped over.
"Karin. Come hug my broad chest."
"..."
I spread my arms. She eyed me, then threw herself in like a girl. I hugged tight, stroking her nape.
Is this okay? Feels wrong.
Guilt's killing me.
"...Haven't seen Karin in weeks."
Bombshell.
"Wait, that's why you're mad?"
"You know how hard that is, you fuck? Wanna go a week without cumming? You did this to my body—what's your excuse?"
Her pupils shrank, face terrifying. She clawed my back like ripping it.
"Aaaah!!!!"
"And not seeing my man's face for so long sucks too, asshole. Didn't your husband suffer? If not, you're dead. Can't handle being dumped."
As if!
"No no! It was hell for me too! Sorry, Karin! Work got messy! Tried to wrap it quick, but still late—sorry!"
I protested, hugging harder. Maybe it got through—her attitude softened.
"...Yeah, probably. You smash well?"
"Slaughtered demons. Killed one human. Psycho serial killer kidnapping kids for demon sacrifices."
Her face lit up hearing that.
"Sounds thrilling just hearing it... Ah, fuck no."
She pulled away and announced to the wives in the living room.
"Claudy? Winia? I'll monopolize him tomorrow. Deal with it. You two stuck together."
Oh yeah, tomorrow was her day off.
Fine by me, but them?
"Sure, go ahead."
"...Can't be helped. Do what you want, sis Karin. Then I'll hit the Magic Tower tomorrow after ages. Sis Karin, take good care of Blackie?"
Luckily, they agreed.
"Blackie too, listen to sis Karin. Got it?"
Winia talked like giving a kid rules for an outing.
"I'm not a kid."
"Blackie's a kid."
Her maternal vibe overflowed.
"Hear that? Hubby, date with sis tomorrow—just us?"
"At your service. Arena?"
"Sounds good."
She grinned, rubbing her face on mine.
Why's this sis so cute? Still don't know her exact age.
"Stolen by Karin...!"
Then Lisha pressed in, leading with her massive tits. Karin was so aggressive, I neglected Lisha.
"I called for you every night, pleasuring myself—didn't you hear my pitiful cries?"
"Every night, Lisha!"
"Tomorrow Karin's, so next day is mine. So be it."
They nodded at her declaration.
Two days of back-breaking comfort ahead.
While soothing Karin and Lisha, evening hit. Bought tons of food for home cooking. Lisha tied on an apron to cook.
Home-cooked meal after ages.
"So, Blackie. What'd you get from the saintess? Said you'd tell when we're all here."
"Oh, right. Hang on."
Forgot about that.
Set the table and finished prep.
"Listen up. Claudy, Winia, Karin, Lisha. Here's what the saintess gave me."
"Hm?"
All seated, I looked around.
All eyes on me.
"So, she asked if I'd work under her? Said she'd make me her direct Paladin. Go to the capital, do what she says. Liked my work this time, I guess."
I laid it out straight. Their eyes widened.
"Blackie, what the fuck?"
"Paladin? Holy shit?"
"High position, right?"
"Katt?"
They demanded details, equally shocked.
I summed up the offer from the saintess.
"To the capital?"
"So... to the church there?"
Karin and Winia seemed most stunned.
"If I accept, yeah. But skipping it changes nothing. You two have guild and shop."
No point if they hate it.
I could already emit sword aura.
Even without her offer, paths to success abounded. A few big wins for fame, and Isvant lord might scout me.
"I wanna hear my wives' opinions. That's top priority. Hate it? I pass."
"...Blackie, gotta decide now?"
Winia asked cautiously.
"Got time. Till she leaves—staying a bit."
"Wait, details? Terms?"
Karin looked serious.
Hadn't asked yet.
"Planned to next time—didn't wanna pry too hard."
"Fuck, why not... Sigh. Too sudden, I'm flustered..."
Asking the saintess felt like it'd hook me deep.
"Hm, Paladin under the saintess in the capital? I welcome it. Even encourage. But need terms first..."
Lisha was cool with it.
But the shop?
"Sis Lisha? The shop?"
Winia asked.
"My shop? Don't need it much now. Was gonna close anyway—perfect timing."
"What?"
Closing the shop!
Gotta ask her separately.
"Hm... Sis ain't opposed... Sigh. Talk later. Need to think."
"Sorry if it's pressure. I'm fine either way—take your time."
"Huge opportunity and you're 'fine either way,' you freezing bastard."
"Heh heh heh."
Karin eyed me shakily.
Whatever, I'm good.
Then Claudy beside me grabbed my hand.
"Katt. I'm always on your side."
"Ahh."
This talk needs time, anyway.