First Visit to the Royal Capital! (3)
With that, I subtly let the soldiers know these bitches were mine as we headed toward the royal capital. Lizbet, picking up on my intent, clung to my side the whole way, and soon enough, grand buildings came into view—real city vibes that made you wanna shout it out.
"Hah... damn... Radia was impressive, but this is..."
Anyone would believe this was just some city back on Earth. Where the hell's the fantasy in this world? As I marveled and we arrived in the city, the soldiers gave us a salute and headed back to the walls. Left alone, the four of us, Lizbet gazed at the city too, murmuring in awe.
"Whoa... the capital really is on another level..."
Lizbet mentioned she was from the countryside, right? Guess I should give her a proper tour this time. What should we check out first? As I pondered, Baul chuckled and said we still had a ways to go.
"This is the southernmost of the capital's 16 districts. We'll take a monster-drawn carriage to the central district, where the Goddess Church headquarters is."
"...Can't I just transform and go?"
"Sorry, but the royals ordered you to stay in humanoid form inside the capital. They can't quite accept your monster form."
Walking everywhere in a place this huge? That's bullshit. With no choice, we followed Baul to where the carriages were.
"Ughhh... damn... what a snail..."
After arriving at the Goddess Church HQ in the central district, I stretched and vented about the monster-drawn carriage. Top speed maybe 12-18 mph? Hours at that pace had me itching to death. The monster looked like a dumb lizard—not super trustworthy—and apparently, it was the most common draft beast. Horns sprouting from its back made riding impossible... Urban transport was seriously pathetic. At least the carriage-like setup let us avoid prying eyes. Otherwise, pure misery.
Lizbet and Klea seemed to share my gripe, stretching and complaining as they got out.
"Sigh... maybe 'cause I'm used to Master, but it was so slow and frustrating."
"And bumpy as hell. Sema's back was way comfier..."
As we griped, Baul approached Klea with a proud look.
"Klea, I booked the lodging like I said. It's a church-provided building with two rooms per floor, so we got a whole floor."
"Oh, thanks, Baul."
"No biggie—your request. Ahem, Sema, I'll grab someone to guide us to the lodging. Wait here with Klea?"
"Sure. Go ahead."
Once Baul left, Klea sighed, looking annoyed. Lizbet giggled at her—whatever happened, Klea was pissed at him. Heh heh, thanks for the assist, Baul, whatever you did.
"...Ah."
As I smirked lecherously at Klea, she suddenly glanced sideways and flinched. Curious, I followed her gaze... A black-haired nun in the same habit as Klea was approaching.
"...Long time no see. Hope you're well, Sister Klea."
The nun glanced at me, then smiled at Klea.
"...Yes. Hello, Sister Clarice. And you?"
Clarice? Rings a bell... Oh, right—the other top saint candidate with Klea.
"You're early. The candidate verification trial's still days away."
"Ah, yes. Thanks to him..."
"Hmm... The Divine Beast everyone's talking about?"
Clarice narrowed her eyes at me, then beamed.
"Hello, Divine Beast. I'm Clarice, senior nun at the capital branch. Nice to meet you."
"Uh, yeah. Jeong Sema."
She smiled through the greeting, but something felt off. Unease? Tension? Like being sized up... Shaking off the weird vibe, I scanned her. Slightly bluish-black hair. Modest chest—average even by Earth standards. Total contrast to Klea's golden locks and massive tits. Her skin looked clean but heavily made-up, unlike Klea's natural glow. Pretty, but... scary vibe. Like she opposed Klea in every way. Looks aside, why the chill?
Clarice tilted her head at Lizbet beside me.
"...And this lady?"
"Ah, yes. A guildmate and acquaintance of Sema's."
Lizbet smiled faintly back at Clarice's greeting.
"...Impressive backup, Sister Klea."
"N-no, Sema's not—"
"Oh? He's not?"
Ah, starting to get it...
"Well, fine. Let's compete fair and square as saint candidates, Sister Klea."
"Y-yes... Nice to compete with you too, Sister Clarice."
"Likewise. Take care."
That nun's pitch-black inside. Gut feeling, but she's calculating hard. Probably came to check me out, not greet Klea. Lizbet smirked at her retreating form too—sensed it.
"Phew..."
"That the other top candidate with Klea?"
"Y-yeah... She adventured a lot before."
Klea trembled slightly, scared. My instincts weren't wrong—Clarice had a intimidating aura. Like a delinquent girl. Smiling, polite words, but the vibe screamed thug. Hope she's not into shady shit. She's a nun, right?
As unease lingered, Baul returned with a guide. We checked the lodging, schedules, then ate the church dinner just us three—quiet and nice. Tomorrow meant introductions everywhere; no more chill meals soon.
Post-dinner, Baul said rest up from travel and headed to his own spot.
The lodging was on the 6th floor of a 7-story building on the vast church grounds—impressively luxurious. Short hallway with two big doors, goddess statue centerpiece. Left for Klea, right for me and Lizbet.
Lizbet whispered something to Klea before we entered—probably about tonight. VIP guest building, hotel-level. Minus the statue and crosses, pure luxury. Even had elevator-like thing—not surprising for high-rises.
Lizbet and I dumped gear, shed armor, scoped the room.
"Hmm. That Clarice... something's up."
Lizbet grinned, eyeing the king bed, then sat to peel off stockings, sharing her take.
"Right? Felt like she's scheming."
She wiggled her pretty feet with red pedicure, smirking as she ditched her jacket.
"Didn't even flinch at my outfit—means she's used to this kinda look."
"...Yeah, she adventured a ton."
Skirt off, down to sexy bikini and panties, she continued.
"Even so, for a nun... yeah, maybe..."
Bikini and panties tossed, she pondered, then approached me...
"Anyway, later for that. Hot lodging like this... ♡ Master?"
She stroked over my clothes, blushing up at me.
"...No shower? I ran hard today, sweaty..."
"Hee hee... ♡ That's why it's hot? What about you, Master? Me shower first?"
"...Hah. Smells too good—can't."
"Kyaa♡ Beast Master~♡"
I scooped her up, tossed her on the bed, whipped out my horse cock.
"Slurp... ♡ Smooch... ♡ Kiss... ♡ Haa♡ Master♡ Drink up♡"
We rolled savoring each other's scents, then facing sitting position impaled, enjoying her hip grinds. Fully my bitch now, Lizbet selflessly rode me once or twice to satisfy. More tired her out, but huge progress from the start.
First load of horse semen filled her womb satisfyingly. She rubbed her bloated belly on me, hugging tight in afterglow. Arms around my neck, legs locked my waist, twitching atop me. Sucking my horse tongue greedily, swallowing saliva with happy moans.
"Haaa... ♡ Kiss♡ Master... ♡ Forgot something... ♡"
"Huh? Forgot what?"
Did I?
"Hee hee... ♡ Happy you only thought of me... ♡ But important stuff... ♡"
...Oh, right—Klea tonight.
"Giggle... ♡ Even so... ♡ She found her way♡"
Huh? I glanced at the door per Lizbet. Ajar—who knows by whom—Klea sat beside it...
"Giggle... ♡"
Lizbet peeked, giggled, unlocked legs, slowly pulled off my cock. Bloated belly suggested a gush, but only a trickle down thighs before her pussy clenched, trapping my seed inside.
Mmm, holding that much without spilling—Lizbet's a legendary pussy...!
As I admired, she wiped thigh semen, sucked it off, sauntered to the door...
"Pfft... ♡"
Opened it, grinning at Klea.
"Ah, uh..."
"Giggle... ♡ Horny from peeping lovers... ♡ Lonely bitch here?"
Looked down—puddle of Klea's juices on the floor.
"Hee hee♡ Come in♡ Klea♡"
"...Haa... ♡ Y-yes... ♡"
Klea trembled in, dripping a few more drops of bitch juice as she entered our room.