The Oath of Heavenly Light
It was a perfectly legitimate act of healing! Eli knelt down on the ground. A swirl of blue light gathered around her.
She clasped her hands together in a reverent pose. As her eyes slowly closed, the holy power accumulating around her grew even stronger.
A blue halo appeared above her head. The holy power took on the form of enormous wings, enveloping Heilyn's body as she lay on the blanket.
"Ah..."
Eli, who had been spreading her holy power, briefly opened her closed eyes and parted her lips with a small sound. When Kairan raised an eyebrow at her flushed face and slightly glazed eyes, Eli murmured softly.

"Something feels kinda lewd right now."
"Where?"
"No... I dunno. But it's lewd somehow... feels a bit... hehe."
With a brief smile, Eli wiped away the drool trickling from her mouth and clasped her hands again, resuming the flow of holy power.
Slowly, the saintess's lips began to part.
"Lord of Light, pure beacon that pierces the darkness, Lumiel."
The saintess's voice was beautiful. A warm energy spread in all directions, illuminating the cave that had relied only on a few torches.
"In the moment your name is called, turbid hearts clear, paths reveal themselves through thick fog, and chains of delusion shatter and fade."
Her hair began to stir gradually. The pure white strands fluttered in a warm breeze from somewhere.
The wind brushed past Kairan as well. A warm, cozy breeze—like a gentle embrace. As she felt it, Kairan looked around.
The only place wind could enter was the narrow passage they'd come through. But no matter how she thought about it, that tiny gap couldn't produce a breeze this strong.
Kairan looked back at Eli. Winds swirled around the praying saintess, carrying her holy power.
"Lumiel, lift the veil that blinds the eyes."
Another voice. The sound from Eli's lips seemed like two voices overlapping—one Eli's, the other unfamiliar yet somehow nostalgic and dear.
"Wash away the anxieties and distractions staining your soul. Plant transparent peace like the first light of dawn within them, and grant unwavering will and true sight."
Like curtains parting, black smoke-like wisps began to rise from above Heilyn's body. Kairan hurriedly drew her sword, glancing between the black smoke and Eli.
The black smoke continued to flicker. Like a campfire in a typhoon, trembling pitifully.
"Your radiance devours despair, your pure breath raises fallen hearts. Now, with every step they take, darkness recedes, and truth reveals itself—"
Rooooaaar—!
A massive light filled the space.
Blue, white, and green lights intertwined, sparkling from all directions. Warm sunlight from somewhere shone down on Eli and Heilyn.
The prayer neared its end.
By now, Kairan had sheathed her sword. Her gaze was fixed solely on Eli. Pristine white wings of holy power enveloped Eli and Heilyn. The halo above Eli's head shimmered, radiating light.
Eli slowly opened her eyes, concluding the prayer.
"Light of Lumiel, clarify their mind. Let them not be swayed by falsehoods. Let them discern the path amid chaos. Keep them forever under your radiant light."
Her sky-blue eyes were impassive, the cross-shaped pupils engraved there gleaming brightly.
"Ah, Lumiel—"
She extended both hands forward, her lips forming the name of the blessing.
『Oath of Heavenly Light』
A colossal light. Warm rays piercing the earth enveloped Heilyn's body. They instantly incinerated the black smoke emerging from her, flowing deep inside. As she received the immense light, Heilyn's body began to float upward bit by bit.
"Oh..."
Watching the sight, Eli let out a gasp of admiration.
"Shouldn't you be surprised by this?"
"『Oath of Heavenly Light』 is a top-tier blessing, y'know? I haven't used it much myself, so yeah."
Replying to Kairan's question, Eli's eyes sparkled with interest.
"It's normally for wide-area mental awakening. I tried focusing it on one person, and her body's just overflowing with holy power now."
"Is that bad...?"
"Nah? She's not a mage—she's a priestess, so it's fine. No rejection reaction or anything."
Eli carefully caught Heilyn's floating body as she spoke.
"Mages can't handle too much holy power. Their 'faith in themselves' clashes with 'faith in the divine' and causes rejection."
"Faith in themselves, huh..."
"Y'know, like how too many vitamins can kill you? Same thing."
Kairan nodded at Eli's explanation. She kinda got it, but also kinda didn't. Well, it was the saintess saying it, so it should be fine. You gotta trust the experts on stuff like this.
Outside, a dark sky greeted them. Moonlight illuminated the cliff.
"Hmm... how do we get up?"
She hadn't noticed on the way down, but the cliff was pretty—no, insanely—tall.
"Umm..."
Staring up at the sheer height, Kairan drew her sword. She channeled mana into the iron blade and swung, unleashing a slash of mana.
Kaboom!
Three gouges scarred the cliff—like claw marks from sharp talons. Kairan spoke.
"Eli."
"Yeah?"
"C'mere."
Startled by Kairan's sudden move, Eli's ahoge stood straight up as she stared at her.
Kairan scooped her up. With Heilyn and Eli each in one arm, she concentrated mana in her legs.
Body reinforcement through mana, followed by a jump boosted by a mana explosion for propulsion.
Tap.
Tap. Tap.
Kicking off the wall lightly, she ascended, stepping in the gouges she'd made. In an instant, Kairan soared up and landed safely atop the cliff.
"How's that?"
"...I love you."
"Pfft, what the hell."
Kairan set them down and planted a light kiss on Eli's forehead. These little things, once awkward, were slowly becoming natural.
"Feels more embarrassing than sex somehow."
"Right? But it's nice."
"Yeah, it is."
With Heilyn in her arms, Kairan and Eli returned to the carriage. It was late, so they lit a campfire and decided to spend the night before moving on.
"Mm, mmm..."
"She's stirring."
"...Yeah."
"Mm. Definitely horny."
"Right?"
"Yep."
Eli grabbed Heilyn's head as she lay there. Pulling the small head closer, she tilted it back, mouth agape, and shoved her cock deep into her throat.
"G-guhk...!"
"Oh... she's already trained?? I thought it'd all reset."
"Mm, maybe it doesn't apply to wounds or physical damage? Sensitivity training is a plus, not a minus."
"Ah, makes sense. How's the womb?"
At Eli's question, Kairan thrust her cock even deeper.
"H-hiiik♥"
"Tight."
"Oh..."
"Kinda disappointing. I was curious about a loose womb."
Kairan remarked as she forced a kiss with her cock against the brand-new, grippy womb.
"Well... I don't like loose wombs anyway. Probably my influence?"
"Maybe... Tricky."
"Yeah, tricky."
Eli rammed her cock deep into the throat while yanking on Heilyn's tits.
"H-hairuk♥ O-ok♥ Wh-what is thiiiis♥"
"Ah, she's awake."
"H-hiihihiik♥"
Eli creampied deep into the awakened Heilyn's throat. Semen brimming with holy power flooded deep inside, spreading everywhere.
"Oooohk♥ Ook♥ O-oh hohoook♥"
Eli pulled out of her throat and stepped back. Light returned to Heilyn's dazed eyes as she stared at Eli.
"S-saintess... y-your...♥ H-hiiook♥ H-help... m-me♥ H-help, o-ook♥"
"Heilyn. Long time no see."
"H-hewped...♥"
Her face flushed with pleasure. Another ecstasy several times more intense than what the goblins had pumped into her. Eli, the saintess, spoke as she gazed at the pitiful priestess slowly losing her mind to it.
"No."
"...Huh?"
The saintess Eli stated firmly.
"You say the hero and I are your benefactors?"
"Uh, um...?"
"Repay us with that slutty body of yours. Onahole."

Bloop. Brrrrloop!
Deep inside Heilyn, her womb filled to the brim with semen, and her mind went blank white.
"Oops, broke her?"
"Looks like it? Went too hard?"
"Mm... well, can't be helped. She's mid-to-high class, even fixed. Her previous owners must've been rough."
Eli placed her hand on the limp, broken Heilyn's forehead.
『Mental Awakening』
A flash of light.
With it, Heilyn's clouded eyes began to shine again.
"Ah, aaa..."
"Heilyn."
"S-Saintess..."
"Get on. Hurry."
"H-hiiik..."
Trembling in fear at Eli's words, Heilyn moved. Kairan helped her along.
"Oooohk...?!"
"Ah, thanks, Hero♥"
"He-heook♥"

Heilyn mounted Eli's body. Feeling the cock stab into her womb, she shuddered violently. With her waist gripped, she shook her hips in rhythm, gradually succumbing to the pleasure.