Blackmailing the Hater! (3)
“Whoa... Were there always this many people in Radia...”
In the vast square before the Lord's Castle, I let out a sigh of admiration from the premium seats the lord had prepared for me, gazing down at the crowd gathered below.
Maybe it was because I was looking from these elevated seats behind the platform, but there had to be over ten thousand people easily. All these folks had come just to see the saintess... Damn, it was kinda intimidating.
“...With that, allow me to introduce the saintess of the Goddess Church who has come to Radia!”
The lord gave a brief explanation of Klea from the platform and extended his hand to the right. From the temporary structure set up there, Klea emerged.
...Holy shit.
Klea's saintess robes... She'd been waiting for Lianna and only had a few modest casual outfits before, but... what the hell was this now?
“Hehe♡ Master. What do you think? Like it?”
No need to ask. What the fuck was that? Her pure white saintess robes had always been ornate but modestly covering her entire body, and now this? My god...
I wasn't sure exactly how they'd modified it yet, but the upper part was a dress without sleeves, separated from the arm sections. Her torso above the breasts—where the dress would normally start—was just draped with a bifurcated scarf...
That scarf merely lay over her from below the breasts up. The two-pronged scarf draped down just enough to cover her monstrous tits down to below the nipples... That kind of design.
Holy shit, was she not even wearing underwear? And those things dangling from the ends of the scarf—horse bits, right? They used to have crosses or something...
When did they even prepare that? Plus, the skirt that used to flow lavishly over her legs was now shortened to a tight fit that flashed her ass and panties with every step. If not for the long fabric draping front and back...
No, that fabric actually made Klea's stockinged legs look even sexier! Klea striding out in that outfit, heels clicking... She was the perfect saintess made just for me.
Deep down, I'd been thinking, She's a saintess, after all—too much exposure might be overkill, right? But why? This revamped saintess robe was insanely revealing, yet the patterns and decorations on the fabric made it look surprisingly legit at a glance! It nailed both sexiness and saintly vibes!
I'd give our Lianna 100 points for this!
“...Citizens of Radia...”
As I silently applauded and praised Lianna in my head, Klea's speech began—a perfect blend of sexiness and sanctity.
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“How was it, Master? Satisfied?”
After Klea's speech ended, as the crowd in the square started dispersing and things settled down, I slipped into the temporary structure where she was.
The moment Lizbet and I entered, Klea—still in her saintess robes—greeted us like she'd been waiting and asked for my thoughts.
“Puhuhu. Yeah. You did great. As expected of my bitch.”
“It was such a thrilling speech, Klea♡”
After Lizbet and I praised her, I reached for those monstrous tits peeking temptingly from inside the scarf, like they were begging for my touch.
Stripping away the greetings, her speech boiled down to focusing on adventurer work with me, the Divine Beast, rather than saintess duties since the world was in danger... But woven throughout were hints that she was already my bitch. The oblivious would think it was just an odd speech, but the sharp ones might suspect, Is the saintess the Divine Beast's...? It felt like a confession.
Like announcing that Saintess Klea was Divine Beast Sema's bitch. Of course I was satisfied.
“Puhuhu. The speech was one thing, but this saintess robe... What'd the church say?”
“Hehe. A few nagging remarks, but that's it. I'm the highest in the Goddess Church besides the Pope—who's gonna argue?”
True. It was designed for adventurer work anyway. If the saintess says, I'm gonna adventure, so lemme tweak the robes~ who'd her underlings be to complain? This design was 100% my pervy input, so priests might find it too slutty... But they'd never say it to her face.
Compared to Lizbet, it was actually less exposing overall, but seeing the once-modest saintess robes transformed like this gave it a different flavor from Lizbet's—my hands kept wandering.
“...Ah.”
“Hm? What's up?”
“...Hehe. Nothing.”
Klea suddenly opened her eyes and flinched—I thought I'd grabbed too hard and froze, but she grabbed my hand and pressed it firmer against her breast.
...?
What was that reaction from Klea?
“Klea Saintess. The outfit for the party...”
...Gah. Who!?
“...!? D-Divine Beast!? Klea!? What are you...!”
“Oh my. No need to fuss, Sister Angela.”
Startled by the sudden nun who burst in, I yanked my hand from Klea's breast, but she gripped it tighter and smiled at me reassuringly.
“Klea! What the hell is the saintess doing...! Letting some strange man grope you here...!”
“He's not a stranger—he's my Master. I told you, right?”
Hoeeee... What was Klea thinking... Ugh... That nun... From her face, she looked around Lianna or Celestia's age... Pretty enough for an Essentia woman, and youthful too... I'd gotten used to Essentia women's faces by now, so yeah, probably spot on. A veteran nun, then...
Showing her this? What was she planning...?
“Master wanted to touch my tits, so I'm letting him. No problem, right?”
“Th-there is a problem! Argh... Klea... What are you even thinking...!”
The mature beauty covering her eyes, face flushed beet red—it was kinda cute. But that wasn't the point. Was this really okay? Even for a saintess, getting caught in blatant lewdness like this would cause issues, right...?
“I told you, Sister Angela? Lord Sema here is my Master, so all the nuns in the Radia church treat him above even me.”
“I thought that was just figurative... N-no! Even so, that's...!”
“Hehe...♡ Sister Angela.”
They'd dropped formalities and were talking casually now—Angela the nun and Klea. Klea approached Angela, still covering her eyes, caressed her cheek, and whispered softly.
“You've got the party today too... I'll explain properly later♡”
“Klea... You...”
“Once you hear it, you'll understand♡”
After stroking Angela's cheek, Klea turned back to me, then murmured in a voice so quiet it might not reach Angela, but with obvious delight.
“Her body will understand too, as one of the bitches♡”
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Angela stayed flustered after that, but when I bowed my head like it'd been a slip-up, she nodded awkwardly and let it slide. I did tell Klea to explain properly, though...
She said to leave it to her, so I'd trust her on it. My rep with the Radia nuns wasn't great anyway—me stepping in would just make it worse.
But what the hell was Klea thinking...? She wasn't pushing me to fuck that Angela too, was she?
“Master. Thinking about that nun from earlier?”
“Y-yeah... What the hell's Klea planning...”
In the spacious party hall inside the Lord's Castle. Lizbet was there in a micro bikini with a slightly fancier design than usual, draped in a glamorous coat like some Hollywood star.
And before me stood Klea, eyes closed, chatting with nobles who'd come to greet her. Fitting for today's star—nobles swarmed her the moment the party started.
They approached one by one for greetings... Ugh, did she have to handle all that?
“Kik♡ Leave it to Klea, Master. Once they're done with her, they'll head straight to you—focus on that.”
“...You knew about this too, right Liz?”
“Ah! Here they come, Master.”
Tch, Lizbet. You knew...!
I shot Lizbet a resentful glare as she looked away, then started dealing with the approaching nobles.
They introduced themselves as some baron or viscount, flashing polished smiles that didn't scream fake. Hmph... Nobles, alright. I sucked at expression control—if my horse head could emote, my annoyance would've shown instantly.
About half just gave perfunctory greetings with no real interest... But the ones in adventurer-related business or entertainment showed genuine curiosity, trying to build connections.
These guys might help with business or adventuring later... But I was already forgetting who was who.
After ages of schmoozing, exhausted and craving home, the crowd finally thinned, and I sighed in relief. Time to eat what I want and mingle freely...
“Good work, Master.”
“Master, you did great~. Though none of 'em seemed all that nutritious.”
Tell me about it. A solid offer or two would've energized me. ...Not 'cause of my looks, right? Right, noble dudes?
“Sema, enjoying yourself?”
As my bitches and I caught our breath with a toast of champagne-like booze, the lord approached with Celestia and a woman I'd never seen.
Same hair color as Celestia, and that sharp face... No way...
“Greetings, my lord. I just finished with the nobles.”
“Haha. Must be tiring. But having greeted them once, it'll surely pay off someday.”
Doubt it... Felt like I'd never see those guys again. Whatever, didn't matter... But not our Celestia, right? Hey, Celestia?
“Lady Celestia, how have you been?”
“...Fine. I've been fine.”
Yeah. Good to hear, Celestia. You'll be far from fine for a while after today. I could already see you trembling!
“...And who's this?”
I smirked inwardly at Celestia's sour expression, then pointed at the woman staring blankly at me and eyed the lord.
Looked young... Late teens, early twenties maybe...
“Ah, late on intros. This is my daughter, Cecilia.”
Figured. Pretty young to pop her out, Celestia? Hmm... Same vibe and hair as Mom, sharper face that's appealing... Kinda gave bully-boy vibes, but still a beauty—could be her charm. Just...
Didn't inherit the tits. Shame. ...Wait, no—Celestia's the freakish one. Hers were a perfect handful. Calling that small... Ugh, Essentia had ruined my sense of boob sizes!
“Pleased to meet you, Miss Cecilia?”
“...Kid. Cecilia. Say hello.”
“......”
...What? This Cecilia girl just staring blankly... Did she fall for me? Man, this horse head's popularity...
“...You're seriously ugly, you monster.”
“...What'd you say, you little bitch?”
Her blunt fastball at my horse head bypassed my filter—I just blurted it out.