Chapter 38
Chapter 38
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: 8. The Lord is Watching Everything (5)
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"Are you really alright?"
"Ahaha... I told you, I'm fine. Look, look at this. See? Perfectly okay... Urgh!"
When I swung my arm up and down to prove I was fine, a sharp, stabbing pain shot through my entire body like I'd been sliced with a knife.
Naturally, a groan of endured pain escaped my lips, and the pitiful look she gave me darkened even further.
'Haa... This is tricky...'
I'd only tried to pretend I was fine because she seemed so worried, but somehow, I'd just given her one more thing to fret over, contrary to what I'd intended.
"I'm sorry, Priest... I have no face to show you..."
Guild Master Reina bowed her head deeply, like a criminal who couldn't even meet my eyes. I'd told her over and over it wasn't her fault, but she kept repeating the same thing endlessly.
That it was her fault for not managing her subordinates properly... That she'd take the punishment in place of those dead bastards...
Man... What can I say... I get where her heart's at, but isn't it about time to let it go? She didn't attack me herself... Besides, those guys already paid for it with their lives as divine punishment.
No matter how she saw it, I considered the whole thing over and done with.
"Really... You can stop now..."
"..."
Maybe because I'd heard the same thing so many times, a hint of irritation slipped into my words unintentionally. She flinched at that and bowed her head so low it nearly touched the ground, leaving me sighing and scratching my head again.
"Guild Master Reina, you did nothing wrong. Those scum attacked me, not you. I get it—you're in a position of responsibility, so you're feeling accountable... But you can stop now. Okay?"
"..."
I flashed her a bright smile, and her trembling, anxious eyes gradually returned to normal.
She had to be anxious... Her own subordinates had tried to kidnap a priest of the Holy Faith Church, after all... One wrong move, and it could've blown up into a huge fight.
"I've talked it over with the bishop too. We'll keep quiet about what happened that day... You must have a lot of work, so why don't you head back? Yeah?"
"...Yes. Understood... But if anything like this happens again, I'll make sure to handle it myself first..."
"Got it. Got it. I'm grateful for your concern, but please, just stop now... Guild Master Reina... Okay?"
"Yes... Understood... Then, rest well..."
"Yeah, you worked hard too, Guild Master Reina."
I scowled hard, and a thin whine escaped her lips.
With that, Guild Master Reina was half-forced out by my polite dismissal. She kept glancing back over her shoulder until she finally left the room, leaving me alone at last.
"Haa..."
Once she was out of sight, I let out the sigh I'd been holding and gripped the bedsheet tightly with my small hand.
Then, I lowered my gaze and pulled back the thick blanket...
The outline of the furiously erect thing I'd been hiding came into view.
I'm seriously losing it...
The cause was obvious. My corruption value had spiked too high.
A rise of 1 or 2 I could handle somehow, but this was the first time it'd jumped by 6 in such a short period. Of course, it was putting a huge strain on my body...
And with masturbation off the table, it was practically hell for me.
Also... Truth be told, though I'd acted nonchalant, when Guild Master Reina knelt and apologized dogeza-style... Honestly, I was so fucking turned on I thought I'd go half-mad wanting to thrust into her just like that.
Of course, with my body in this state, I couldn't even take a single step... That was how far from normal I was.
Hah... But... No, the more I think about it, the more unfair it feels. Fine, lust can build up, but shouldn't they at least let me jerk off? This is too much.
I let out an inner lament and pitifully gripped my dick, stroking it up and down. Sitting on the bed jerking off alone without any visuals looked pretty pathetic, but I felt like I couldn't stay sane without doing this much.
"Haa... Yeah, no good..."
I felt a decent amount of pleasure, but I could never reach climax. Just when it felt like someone was controlling me, the sensation would suddenly cool off... It was so ridiculous I couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.
Damn... Should I have asked Guild Master Reina for a handjob before she left...?
For a fleeting moment, an impure thought bubbled up. I shook my head side to side and quickly shoved it away.
Am I crazy...? That'd be suicide. My corruption was already higher and harder to handle—why the hell would I do that?
I had to hold out at least until it dropped below 15. From then on, I could at least masturbate...
So, no questions asked, just endure exactly 6 times. Somehow hold back from having sex for 6 days while praying.
Yeah, no matter how horny I got, could I really not last 6 days...? The key was an unyielding mind.
Knock- knock-
"Priest Isaiah, may I come in?"
"B-Bishop?! Ah, yes...! C-Come in!"
Lost in thought for a good ten minutes, I heard Bishop Lisa's voice from beyond the door. My entire body tensed up like hackles rising as I frantically pulled the blanket over myself, hiding my jerking off and exposed privates.
"Haha... B-Bishop, you're here?"
"Yes, did you have a good talk with Guild Master Reina?"
"O-Of course."
Bishop Lisa approached with the corners of her mouth slightly raised in the world's kindest smile. Worried my erection might show, I hurriedly shoved my hand under the blanket and pressed down on my dick to keep the blanket from tenting up.
"You feel a little feverish..."
"N-No, I'm fine. Totally fine."
"Is that so? Hold on a sec..."
"Eek!"
When Bishop Lisa's cool hand touched my forehead, a lewd moan slipped out reflexively. She was someone I should despise to death, but as her rational body made direct contact, I started getting aroused without realizing it.
"You do seem to have a bit of a fever..."
"I-I'm really fine..."
No good. Any more physical contact is dangerous. I grabbed her hand somehow and immediately pulled it away from my forehead.
If this kept up, I'd lose to my lust and end up begging her to fuck me. To maintain my reason, I had to keep some distance like this.
"If you're fine, then okay... But Priest Isaiah, if anything hurts, tell me honestly. Health comes before work."
"Yes. Understood."
For a brief moment, she narrowed her eyes and examined me closely. Then, her unusually pitying gaze pierced into me.
"More importantly, you heard from the congregation, right?"
"Pardon? Ah... You mean that hero business?"
"Yes, exactly."
I wasn't there myself, so I didn't know the details, but I'd heard bits from the followers. Apparently, the hero would be decided by this time next year?
With everything that'd been happening, I'd completely forgotten, but yeah, it wouldn't be strange for hero talk to come up at the main parish by now. Of course, I was the only one who knew the hero's identity here... So I decided to play dumb and wait to see what she'd say.
"The Lord is said to descend here around this time next year, so things might get a bit hectic with schedules and all. Of course, I have zero intention of putting you to work until you're sufficiently recovered, Priest Isaiah. Just in case I'm saying this, but don't even think about coming out to help. For now, just focus on recovering. Got it?"
"Yes, understood."
She spoke with an almost manic glint in her eyes. Her intimidating aura was downright scary, so I nodded vigorously to stay alive.
In a way, I'd scored about a week's vacation... But why did it feel off? Even though she said she'd do anything I needed, I couldn't shake the feeling of being confined to this room.
This is bad... It looks exactly like she's locked me in her room to fuck me whenever she wants...
Well, that's Bishop Lisa for you. Telling me to rest here while clearly planning to devour me—it was obvious as day.
Besides, even if I refused her right here, what could I do? All I could manage was panting beneath her.
"Haa... Priest Isaiah, I'm telling you in advance, but I won't do anything weird. I'm not so shameless as to torment a sick person."
"Ah..."
No, did she read my expression already? Her words pierced my thoughts perfectly, leaving me speechless with a small snort.
The funny part was how relieved I felt hearing she wouldn't pounce... It was pathetic how happy I was over something like that.
"R-Really?"
"What, you think I'm lying?"
"N-No. Just..."
"Why? Happy that I said I won't do anything? I can see your lips creeping up."
"..."
Shit... I need to work on my poker face...