2-16 The Blackmailing Saintess (Priestess Kana - Hypnosis Naked Reveal) (3)
"I pledge my obedience to you."
"Please make me yours, Lord Gaon."
Incomprehensible explosive words left the Prayer Room wrapped in stunned silence for a moment.
Breaking that silence was Priestess Kana, subdued by Noa.
"Saintess?! What are you saying?!"
Kana screamed like a banshee. But the saintess didn't even glance her way.
"......."
Gaon closely observed the saintess's demeanor, trying to gauge what scheme lay behind those words.
But Saintess Saria merely smiled gently.
Gaon turned his gaze to the corner of the room, where the succubi huddled together, clinging to each other. They had been sobbing moments ago, but now they held their breath, ears attuned to this side. They must have overheard the earlier conversation too.
"Those succubi haven't done anything to me, so please don't misunderstand."
"...What misunderstanding?"
"Perhaps you're thinking I've already fallen into those succubi's hands—something so vulgar. A noble and superior saintess falling to such pathetic demons? Ridiculous, right?"
It seemed unlikely, but her words subtly dissed the third saintess who had fallen to those very succubi.
Or maybe not. Perhaps this woman knew everything and was saying it deliberately.
Gaon spoke.
"I don't understand the situation at all right now."
"Exactly as I said. A confession with not a shred of deceit—just accept it. If you're unsure, use that Hypnosis skill you rely on. Throw the player's dice with your authority as much as you like. Would you believe me then?"
Skill. Player. Leader's authority and dice.
His head grew more complicated. Just what did this woman know?
"Earlier, you spoke as if you'd known me for ages."
-Nice to meet you, King Gaon.
-I've long awaited this day when I could meet you.
She knew about Gaon, that he was a king, and even that he was a 'player.'
Putting it all together, only one possibility came to mind.
"Saintess, don't tell me... you're a player like me?"
That would make things a bit more understandable.
No, even if she were a player, questions remained.
So, was she a player or a unit?
Instead of answering, Saria covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Don't laugh—answer me, Saintess."
"Oh dear, sorry. Did I offend you?"
A beauty's smile wasn't offensive.
As he replied, the saintess giggled as if immensely amused.
"As expected of a lecher. I suppose I should thank the Goddess for making me reasonably beautiful. Otherwise, you'd be furious."
Even as she spoke, she dodged the previous question.
Player or not—she shifted topics instead of confirming.
"First, let me reveal one piece of information."
"Lord Gaon, you've tried your skill—Hypnosis—on that girl, haven't you?"
Saria pointed to Priestess Kana sprawled on the floor.
Kana's clothes were half-torn, a strip of fabric gagging her mouth like a muzzle. Noa had silenced her constant noise.
Noa had stripped off the remaining scraps and bound Kana's hands behind her back.
With her mouth blocked, Kana let out muffled groans: "Mmph... mmph...!"
"Yeah. It didn't work."
"Of course not. She's protected by my blessing right now."
Saintess Saria explained.
She was a saintess chosen by the Goddess, each granted unique powers.
Second Saintess Sharon manipulated blood and could regenerate her body to its limits.
Third Saintess Lemon wielded far superior healing magic to ordinary healers, curing diseases and even physical defects.
And First Saintess Saria... she could bestow special blessings on others.
Like complete resistance to mental corruption, such as hypnosis.
Gaon checked Priestess Kana's status window while listening.
Her stats were ordinary—not a hero unit, just a regular priestess.
But under [Status], a new entry: [Saintess's Blessing: Spirit].
Spirit
- Super effective against spirit-based spells and magic
- Immune to mental corruption spells
- Charm prevention
- Massive Spirit stat boost
Indeed. That was the secret—why hypnosis hadn't worked on her.
The priestess was fully immune to mental corruption skills like hypnosis.
'Charm prevention' suggested even aphrodisiacs to induce lust wouldn't work.
Gaon also glanced at Saintess Saria's status window.
...The same blessing protected her. No hypnosis on her either.
"Hypnosis is your vile ultimate weapon, isn't it, Lord Gaon? Hehe, as sleazy as your looks... Oh dear, a slip of the tongue."
"Doesn't look sleazy to me."
"Oh my, even after I apologize, that prickly attitude. So petty, just like your face... I shouldn't say that, should I?"
...This bitch?
"Ufufu, another slip. I spend so much time alone, I keep messing up."
"......."
"Yet you don't even get mad at my slips. Are you impotent, Lord Gaon? Castrated perhaps?"
Saintess Saria spoke with a beaming smile, genuinely delighted.
After teasing like that for a moment, she suddenly raised her pale, fish-like hand and snapped her fingers with a sharp snap!
Crack!
A faint light scattered from Saria and Kana's bodies like particles, dissipating.
"And now, I've released that blessing. Your Hypnosis should work on us now, Lord Gaon."
He checked the status windows.
As Saria said, the blessing was gone from both their [Status] lists.
Saria snapped her fingers again.
This time, a dark effect bloomed.
It settled sequentially on Saria's body, then on Priestess Kana, bereft of her blessing.
"......!?"
Kana's eyes widened in shock, but Gaon checked the status windows again.
The previous 'blessing' was gone, replaced by a new entry.
Saintess's Curse: Spirit
- Super effective spirit-based spells and magic on target
- Enhanced mental corruption spells on target
- Massive Spirit stat debuff
The exact opposite of before.
The prior buff defended against mental corruption.
Now, it amplified it—a debuff.
Only one intent behind such an act.
Gaon turned to Saria.
She returned his gaze with the same smile—innocent or mischievous.
* * *
Priestess Kana was the First Saintess's closest aide and attendant.
Her faith was profound; she deeply admired the saintess.
Not just saintesses—even holy knights, especially the 'Blessed Ones (hero units),' she idolized.
To be directly chosen by the beloved Goddess—that would make life truly worthwhile.
But sadly, she wasn't chosen.
She received no divine blessing.
Just an ordinary person, a priestess with slightly above-average faith.
Yet she felt no regret, jealousy, or anger.
Many with greater faith went unchosen.
So Priestess Kana decided: though unchosen, she would devote herself fully to those who were—for the saintess.
Living for the chosen made her life meaningful, the ultimate loyalty to the Goddess.
"......That's why... I thought it was such a fulfilling life... But if you suddenly say something like that, Saintess..."
Muttering in a daze was Priestess Kana herself.
Her obsessively neat, diligent personality on full display—yet now stark naked, exposing her crotch and body openly.
Her discarded clothes lay scattered nearby.
Her face flushed red with shame at her nudity, but obeying Gaon's command—"Introduce yourself, hold nothing back"—she confessed everything: personal details, body measurements, masturbation frequency, favorite erogenous zones, even fetishes.
Noa nudged her back.
Kana stumbled forward, reaching Gaon.
He scanned her up and down.
She flinched under his gaze but didn't cover herself.
"Kana. What do you think of me?"
"...I hate you. Enough to kill."
"Then kiss me?"
Kana obeyed.
She pressed her lips to Gaon's offered ones.
Inexperienced, clumsy—but drawing from glimpsed memories or novels, she kissed as earnestly as possible.
Gaon kneaded her modestly swollen breasts while enjoying it, then pushed her away.
Despite kissing the man she loathed, Kana's face flushed not with disgust, but sweet pleasure.
"Confirmed. She's under hypnosis."
No act—this showed in her status window.
Gaon looked back at Saria.
She smiled: See?
"Any remaining questions can wait until you hypnotize me. Or use the player's Persuasion to make me fully yours, then unravel the mysteries at leisure. Either way works."
True enough. No reason to refuse.
Mysteries abounded, but conquer first, ponder later.
"Um, wait!"
Interrupting Gaon's decision, a hooded figure leaned from behind him.
Red hair spilled as she removed it—the Second Saintess Sharon, his escort, breaking her silence.
"Saintess, rethink this! Lemon and I are already like this, but if you—"
Sharon's heart belonged to Gaon.
But as Berea's remaining saintess, her rationality fought to stop this.
Futile.
Saria wasn't surprised, just smiled.
"Come, Lord Gaon. Accept my submission. If you doubt, hypnotize me or whatever."
"Make me your eternal slave, obedient."
"I'll be your inferior slave for life, serving with all I have."
Ignoring Sharon, Saria pleaded firmly—her will unshakeable.
No one could dissuade her now.
Here, no one but Sharon would defend her anyway.
Neither hypnotized Kana nor Sharon spoke further.
Gaon decided no more delay—hypnosis it was.
Lingering unease? Irrelevant.
Hypnotize, force the truth of her scheme.
If clean, accept her fully then.
"Fine, then—"
. . . . . . . .
Such a notification window.
Floated before his eyes.