Chapter 497
Chapter 497
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 497
Chapter Title: God's Atlantis
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〈 Chapter 497 〉 God's Atlantis
"Hmm. You're a good person. Handsome face, and you don't lie. You can come into the village. Which child are you planning to adopt?"
"Do you have any pretty girls?"
"......"
Ariel openly glared at my question. A man coming to adopt an orphan blatantly looking for a pretty girl? There's no way to interpret that positively.
"Human. If you're here for human trafficking, you've come to the wrong place. And don't even think about leaving."
A gust of wind stirred around Ariel's body.
I waved my hand dismissively.
"I've made a remark that could be misunderstood. The reason I'm looking for a girl with outstanding looks is to have her work the counter. A pretty face at the counter is important. Customers will feel more at ease entering the shop with a beautiful girl there rather than a burly man."
"Oh ho. That's true. It makes sense. I misunderstood."
Ariel relaxed the atmosphere.
She didn't doubt my words because my unique trait Deception (SS) and the Playful Life app's [Acting] trait were working perfectly.
"You don't seem like a bad person, so you can enter the village."
"Thank you."
"But if you cause any trouble, I won't forgive you. And to adopt a child, you need to meet certain conditions."
"Of course, I came here fully aware. I understand the conditions set by the Angelus Legion. They're all for the children's sake."
"Yeah. Yeah. That's right. It's all for the kids. But some humans complain that the conditions are too strict. Those kinds of people shouldn't adopt children."
Ariel spoke happily, flapping her wings.
Ariel led me to the cathedral at the center of the village.
"This way. Human. Follow me."
"Yes."
I glanced around the village. Children playing happily were a common sight. Their faces were bright, and their bodies looked healthy. Proof that they were well-fed and cared for.
Even if the Angelus Legion's intentions were hypocritical, I couldn't outright call the village administrators hypocrites. Ariel right in front of me was genuinely thinking of the orphans.
"By the way, human. Why were you wearing that clown mask earlier?"
"...I thought the kids might like it."
To tell the truth, before coming here, I'd raided a small legion. They demanded tolls, so as the Heavenly Demon, I generously took their money.
"I see! But whether the kids like the clown mask... I don't know. That clown mask is weird. In my opinion, you shouldn't wear it. Human, you're very handsome, so the kids will like you even without it."
"Haha. Thank you just for saying that. By the way, are there other outsiders who come here wanting to adopt like me?"
"There are. Lots of humans want to adopt kids. But... most want pretty, smart, talented ones. Lots of kids don't get chosen."
Ariel said sullenly.
That's unavoidable. Even in modern times, people don't adopt unless it's infants.
'This world, unlike modern times, has little leeway. Most adoptions have ulterior motives. Good or bad.'
Despite having wings, Ariel walked on the ground and explained the adoption process to me.
"You probably know the adoption process, but I'll explain anyway. It might be different from what you know. Human, you have to stay and live at the cathedral for 5 days. You know why, right?"
"To judge my character. Whether I'm suitable to raise children or not."
"Right. And we'll thoroughly investigate your identity and reputation. If you're found to be a scumbag trying to use the kids for crime, I won't let it slide. How about it? Nervous? It's not too late. You can leave if you're anxious."
"I'm fine. I have no reason to be anxious."
My name and face are all fake, but as long as I behave, I won't get caught. Investigate? Whatever. My identity was already fabricated by Elena herself, even using illusion magic.
"While staying the 5 days, you have to help with our work. The village has lots of kids but few adults, so we're short-handed."
"Haha. I'll gladly help with whatever I can."
We arrived at the cathedral.
A large cathedral built of white stone.
"I brought a human who wants to adopt!"
Ariel shouted as we entered. A nun who was cleaning turned her head. Black nun's veil on her head and a black habit covering her entire body. The epitome of a nun.
'Can't see her hair... but her face is snow-white with a puppy-like impression! A beauty! Pass!'
The nun's pumpkin-colored eyes sparkled as she slowly approached. Even through the habit, her figure peeked through occasionally—her waist and hip lines were outstanding.
'Can't fool my eyes. Voluptuous body! Breasts at least F-cup... maybe J-cup or more...'
I desperately held back my cock from swelling.
"Sister Ariel! You're here? And... this is the one who wants to adopt?"
"Yes. Kang Myung-jin. I own a shop. Thought I'd do some good and adopt a kid to work at the shop."
"I'm Lucy. So, Mr. Kang Myung-jin wants... kids who are almost adults?"
Lucy's pumpkin eyes twinkled. She was definitely happy. She unconsciously clasped her hands in front of her chest, and the outline of her watermelon-sized breasts nearly made my eyes shift.
First impressions are crucial right now. I have to hold back.
"Yes. But adoption isn't necessary."
"No. The kids will want to be adopted. Better to have parents, even if not blood. Mr. Kang Myung-jin. Come inside. Sister Ariel... are you leaving?"
"Yeah. Gonna play with the kids. This human's fine with Lucy, right?"
"Yes. It's part of our duties. Mr. Kang Myung-jin. I'll tell you the rules you must follow while staying here for 5 days."
"I'll listen carefully. Sister Lucy."
I smiled, and Lucy blushed slightly, looking shy. The power of a handsome man's face.
I drank tea with Lucy in the office, chatting easily and gathering info thanks to my handsome face.
Lucy is 26 this year. She was an orphan raised in the cathedral. One day, she came to her senses and was living here taking care of the kids.
I could tell she'd lived a long ascetic life. She didn't seem aware, but her gaze on me was unusual. Deep interest in men.
'I can tell at a glance. Sexual desire built up from ascetic life, on the verge of exploding. Probably doesn't masturbate much?'
Who am I? Sung Yu-jin, the man who's fucked countless women. I can read most women at a glance.
'Right now, I'm a handsome guy even angels approve of. Tease her gently, and she'll fall right away.'
Lucy taught me the cathedral rules. No causing trouble, no going to unauthorized places, no leaving the cathedral without permission. Wake early for prayer to God, and pray before bed.
"I'll follow the rules strictly."
"A bit complicated? You'll get used to it."
"Sister Lucy. I'd like to make a donation... is that possible?"
"Donations are welcome. We don't lack money, but with so many kids, expenses are high. Oh, donations go to the Mother Superior or the Bishop."
"I see... Oops."
My hand slipped on the teacup, spilling black tea on the table. Of course, I faked it.
"Mr. Kang Myung-jin! Are you okay?!"
She grabbed a handkerchief, rushed over, and started wiping my thigh.
"Ah..."
Lucy flinched. Our distance was close enough to feel each other's breath.
"S-Sorry!"
Her face flushed red as she hurriedly backed away.
"No. I spilled the tea, so I'm more sorry. I'll clean it up."
I tidied the table while quietly observing her reaction. Lucy glanced at my thigh. For reference, my lower body was wet with tea, making my prized cock bulge prominently, clearly outlining its shape.
"I-I'll show you to your room, Mr. Kang Myung-jin."
"Yes."
Following her, I could ogle her ass freely. Even in the wide habit, her huge hips were obvious.
"Ah, wait. Sister Lucy."
"Yes?"
"Dust on your shoulder. Ah, got it."
"Th-Thank you."
Natural skinship made Lucy's face flush again. I chuckled inwardly.
This woman is too defenseless. A little more seduction, and I could fuck her.
My assigned room had a bed, desk, chair, and wardrobe. Not great for long stays, but fine for short.
"Mr. Kang Myung-jin, stay in this room. A bit worn, but no bugs."
"Sister. Sorry, I don't know how to make the bed... could you teach me?"
"Sure? It's not hard. I'll show you."
Lucy deliberately messed up the bedding and showed me. Bending over, her massive tits hung down, her firm ass facing me.
'Such a lewd body, and she's a nun...'
Should I pounce now? No. That'd be no fun.
"Like this... fold the blanket once..."
"Ah. I see."
"...Eut."
Pretending to look at the blanket, I pressed close to Lucy. She got slightly flustered.
"Sister. There's a wrinkle there."
"W-Wrinkles can be smoothed out."
I deliberately grabbed her hand several times, bumped shoulders—skinship. Lucy, with little resistance to men, didn't find it odd. Deception (SS) and Acting made it hard to notice.
"M-Mr. Kang Myung-jin. Rest a bit. The Bishop will come soon. I'll fetch you then."
"Can't Sister Lucy rest with me?"
"...Pardon?"
"It's my first time with this, so I know little and feel anxious... I want to talk more with you. Is that okay?"
"...J-Just for a moment, then."
She sat on the chair, I on the bed. The room was small, so we were close.
"Sister. You're sweating a lot. Your veil is soaked. Take it off; I'm fine."
"No. I must wear the veil."
"It bothers me. I won't tell anyone. Please?"
"...O-Okay, just for a bit..."
Lucy removed her hat. Dandelion-like golden blonde hair cascaded down to her chest—slightly curly.
'......Change of plans.'
I stared blankly at Lucy. This was beyond imagination.
I scrapped my earlier thought. Pouncing would be no fun? Nonsense. Pouncing on that would be fun.
Of course, not right now. Timing matters even for pouncing. Doing it here would mess up the plan.
"Perfect room for one. Do you live in a similar one, Lucy?"
"Yes. Similar structure."
"Any sisters next door?"
"No. We live in the opposite building. You can see from the window."
"I see."
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Bishop Herpo.
The highest authority in this cathedral, an executive of the Angelus Legion, ruler of Sector 1,220, the White Lands.
Short brown hair, receding forehead. Plump body, very kind impression—like the benevolent neighbor uncle.
But I knew about Herpo from the original story. He's a hypocrite. One with the unique trait Hypocrisy (A).
"Mr. Kang Myung-jin? Ho ho, our cathedral welcomes you. I hear you want to make a donation?"