The Nun Who Returned to the Holy Kingdom

"You have worked hard, Sister Site."

Two weeks had passed since the coronation of the Emperor of the Desire Empire. Site, the nun dispatched by the Holy Kingdom to acknowledge Kang-rim as the sovereign of a nation, had returned home today. Along with the high-ranking nuns who had been held hostage by the Empire, she headed straight to the Pope's office.

Site explained everything that had happened in the meantime, and the Pope nodded as if he understood.

"You have performed your heavy duty brilliantly. A great reward shall be bestowed upon you."

"You are too kind, Your Holiness."

The nun with long, wavy pink hair gave a short nod.

"It is all thanks to the Creator's protection."

As a fervent believer, Site attributed all the credit to her god.

"Indeed, because the Creator watches over us, you were able to return safely. However..."

Suddenly, the Pope, who had been carefully examining the report, asked a question.

"Was there truly nothing else?"

"Pardon?"

"Did the Emperor really not touch the sisters? I heard that man was a lecher."

"No, he did not touch us."

"Hmm..."

"Why, why do you ask?"

Site asked with a slightly frightened face.

She had certainly written the report correctly. She had recorded everything that happened in the Empire over the past two weeks, so why was he suspicious? Could it be that he was trying to frame her as a heretic? Was he planning to behead her, using some unsavory incident in the Empire as a pretext? Thinking that, Site fell into fear.

'Your Holiness, surely you don't intend to discard me like a worn-out shoe?'

The Pope, wearing white priestly robes, was a terrifying person. To sit in the highest position of the Holy Kingdom, she had cast countless rivals into the abyss of despair. She was a cold-blooded woman who would fabricate evidence to ruin a rival's reputation, frame them to exclude them from competition, and, if necessary, not hesitate to commit murder. Sister Site had been the one helping her from the side. Therefore, Site instinctively realized that this situation was extremely dangerous.

'Please, just let it slide!'

Unfortunately, that did not happen.

"If he didn't touch you, that's fine. It's fine, but..."

The Pope pointed her finger at the report Site had written. It was as if she were emphasizing, 'This is the wrong answer.'

"There isn't a single line mentioning that you held prayer times."

Hearing those words, Site took a deep breath.

'She never misses that.'

Prayer is the most important event in the Holy Kingdom. No matter the place, no matter how long it takes, one must offer prayers to the Creator. Those who do not are treated as heretics and excluded. They might not die, but they are branded as heretics. If she were labeled a heretic here, Site's life would be over. However, this, too, was a situation that he wanted.

"Actually, the Emperor was displeased."

"The Emperor?"

This, too, was a situation that he wanted.

"He said there are still many beastmen who do not look kindly upon our order. He gave strict orders not to pray, saying that if we did so for no reason, we might be targeted. He said that even if he is the Emperor, if the backlash from the beastmen is strong, he would have no choice but to kill us. I had no choice but to comply to preserve our lives."

"..."

"As Your Holiness knows, beastmen are heretics who do not acknowledge the Creator, are they not? Because of that, our relationship with them is not very good."

"Hmm..."

"The Emperor knew this well and showed us consideration."

The Pope held her chin and pondered for a moment, then acknowledged it.

"That is not a wrong statement."

"Certainly, beastmen believe in fake gods called ancestral spirits, not the true God. Because of that, there have been disputes."

The Caritas Order teaches this: There is only one God in this world, the Creator. All other gods are merely false existences. Those who believe in such beings are all heretics. Heretics must be converted or purified by fire. Because such rules exist, the relationship between the Holy Kingdom and the Beastman Union could only be awkward. The Holy Kingdom could not bear to watch the beastmen worship their ancestral spirits. Conversely, the beastmen must also be uncomfortable with an order that forces them to believe in a single god. Considering that, it seemed the Emperor had made a decision after much deliberation. The Pope thought so. At the same time, she muttered:

"Still, it would be better to convert them to our faith to get along..."

The Caritas Order is the only religious organization in this world. Excluding the Beastman Union and the ethnic groups of the North Sea, it is safe to say that most belong to the Caritas Order. Based on this, the Holy Kingdom always puts pressure on various countries. They demand that they never interact with those who do not believe in their god. They threaten to cut off all support provided so far the moment they interact. Because they threatened in that way, no one dared to defy the Holy Kingdom. Considering this, it was impossible for the Kingdom to interact with the Beastman Union, but the previous King of the Nechia Kingdom had somehow managed to negotiate with the Pope to barely interact with the Beastman Union. Now that the Union has fallen and an Empire has been established, how good would it be if they could plant their roots in that new Empire? Wouldn't the influence of the Holy Kingdom grow even larger? The Pope was full of such conscience.

"Um, Your Holiness. May I make a suggestion?"

Site spoke up to the Pope.

"Actually, I have a letter I received from the Emperor."

"A letter?"

"Yes."

Site showed the letter she had been hiding in her bosom.

"Hoho, to think of this..."

The Pope looked at the letter with a very intrigued expression.

The letter contained very arrogant content.

-Sister Site. You shall build holy grounds in that country. I will appoint you as the branch manager of the Empire.

The Pope accepted Kang-rim's proposal. It was cheeky, but it was content she had no particular reason to refuse. Therefore, the Pope appointed Sister Site, who was on friendly terms with the Emperor, as the person in charge of this matter.

-If possible, butter up the Emperor. Only then can we sow our seeds on the land of those filthy heretics.

The work was processed with lightning speed. Three days from now, Sister Site would lead her brothers and sisters to the Desire Empire. Sister Site, whose schedule was thus confirmed, was currently...

"Hnnngh, hnnngh, hnnngh!"

She was writhing in her room.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!"

With her teeth ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠clenched, she was flapping like a fish. Her entire body was drenched, and the black nun's habit she was wearing was clinging tightly to her skin. In that state, her appearance as she twisted her body here and there like someone suffering from an incurable disease was too alluring. Of course, it was not that Site wanted to be like this.

"D-damn it. Damn it. I have ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to take it out..."

A metal device in the shape of panties was attached to the nun's crotch. It was a chastity belt. A device that shouldn't have been there was attached. Site reached down to remove this device, but—

"Hiiik, hnnngh!"

A sound of faster rotation was heard from the metal device that had noticed her resistance.

"Hnnngh, hnnngh!"

A long, thick rod was attached to the chastity belt. That rod was embedded between the nun's legs, and the rod, which occupied the cave full of wrinkles, was stirring the cave wildly with its fast rotational power. Because the bumpy protrusions on the pillar were hitting every single wrinkle, it was difficult for Site to endure. Site was on the verge of going crazy from the sensations that were exploding in real-time.

"Haa, haa, haa..."

Only after an hour did the chastity belt stop working. Clear water flowed endlessly from between the legs of the nun, who was panting heavily.

"Haa, haa, damn it..."

Why did she have to suffer such torture? She had only served for God. She had only devoted herself to Your Holiness. Why did she have to suffer such things? Tears filled with anger and despair flowed from the nun's eyes. The reason why it had to be this way was simple.

-All of you, wear this.

Emperor Grid, Jung Kang-rim, had forcibly attached the chastity belts. He had designed them to operate the moment one harbored thoughts of rebellion against him. So, do not harbor strange thoughts. As long as there is no heart of repentance, the device, once activated, will not stop, so be prepared. He declared that while ravaging all the sisters, including Sister Site.

-Your master is not God. It is me. You offered your purity to me, so isn't that natural?

Immediately after the coronation ended, Site was raped by Kang-rim. She lost her virginity in front of everyone. Her mouth and her body were violated by his club. She was raped repeatedly until she was covered in semen.

"Ugh!"

Just thinking about that time was too humiliating. To treat her, who had participated as a representative of God, like that. Anger surged just thinking about it, and Site felt so pathetic for having surrendered to such a guy.

-H-hoook, hoook, I, I am a person who gave everything to God. I am not ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠your slave!

She still remembered it.

-Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle... Ugh! S-stop, please, forgive... Hnnngh?

She had to be locked in the Emperor's bedroom and suck his cock every day. She had to eat all of his semen and urine. If she vomited, she had to receive the punishment of being stabbed deeper as a penalty.

-T-this cannot be. How can something like this already be!

After being constantly raped, Sister Site became pregnant. Through drugs, she reached full term in just one week.

-Aaaack! God, God!

And she gave birth to three daughters who looked just like her. Just thinking about that time made Site's anger boil over. She had heard he was the worst piece of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠trash, but she never imagined he would be to this extent. This was not all.

-Ah, Sister. Don't make that face. We have become his slaves.

-We will now serve the Emperor as our God. It doesn't matter if we are branded as heretics. I like him too much.

-Even if we return, we will never forget him forever. I want to let my family know too.

He also raped the hostages. After constantly raping them, the Emperor corrupted them. The corrupted sisters swore to become the Emperor's eternal puppets. Site was greatly shocked by their declaration that they would abandon the Creator and become heretics.

"God, what should I do?"

Sister Site stood up. She offered a prayer to the statue on her dresser. A small statue modeled after the appearance of God. "I must obey that man's words. I must pollute this holy land as he said."

Kang-rim had given an order to Sister Site.

-Become a spy for the Holy Kingdom and mass-produce those who obey my words. Create a bomb to destroy the Holy Kingdom later.

-Since the Pope's surveillance will be strict, suggest creating a branch here. Make everyone dispatched from the branch my puppets.

-Use the Pope's desire to convert the beastmen against her. Suggest building a cathedral in the Empire.

-Deliberately leave out prayer time in the report. If the Pope shows interest in that, explain that it was unavoidable because of my orders. At the same time as the explanation, show the Pope my handwritten letter.

-If the Pope decides to build a cathedral, say that you will become the branch manager. As the branch manager, use the cathedral as a factory. Train believers who obey the Empire.

Site was forced to follow this order. No, she had no choice but to follow it.

-Even if you hate it, you will do it. You will obey automatically. My semen is more special than other guys'.

She had become addicted to Kang-rim's semen.

"I often think that obeying him is happiness. I know it's not right. I know, but I only have questions about why it's not right. Even if I don't want to follow, I only have questions about why I shouldn't follow."

Kang-rim's semen was mixed with an aphrodisiac. Since he fed her that mucus mixed with such an aphrodisiac every day, fed her, and fed her again, she naturally had no choice but to break. No matter how strong one's will is, it is impossible to overcome the primitive instinct called sexual desire with mere faith. Thus, Site, who was under a curse, had no choice but to follow Kang-rim's words. Even if she didn't want to, she eventually had no choice but to do it. Just as the other sisters became the Emperor's livestock, she too would become the same.

"Please give me strength. Give me the strength to overcome hardship. Please, please..."

A new hell would welcome the nun in the future. It would whip her to become the Emperor's slave while constantly giving her trials. It would force her to choose obedience, not resistance, and submission, not doubt. She would be gradually consumed by that coercion. May she be able to maintain her true self in that hell. May the light inside her body not disappear. Sister Site prayed earnestly to God.

"Please, please hear the prayer of this pitiful little lamb!"

The appearance of the statue receiving the nun's desperate prayer was identical to the form of the monster Kang-rim had transformed into.