Chapter 850
Chapter 850
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 850
Chapter Title: The Tyrant for You
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Entering the underground bathhouse of the Cheonsin Church, I surveyed the space.
The bathhouse was vast. It was meant for all the church's priests and nuns. Not quite on the level of the imperial palace, but someone had clearly thrown money at it, making it ornate. The statues related to the Heavenly God were a bit off-putting, though.
'They said the priests and nuns take turns using it by the hour.'
I eyed the central pool. A massive marble tub. The water inside was clear but emanated a faint glow.
Holy water.
Water infused with divine power. It was only a bit holier than regular water—no nutritional difference. At best, it repelled impure beings.
I slipped into the pool and stared intently at the bathhouse door.
'If no nuns show up... I'll turn this church upside down.'
Just as I resolved to slaughter the High Priest and every last male in the place, the door creaked open. Nuns entered, stark naked.
A total of twenty-four.
Renowned beauties from the main Cheonsin Church. Quite satisfactory. I smiled contentedly at the sight of them.
"Line up in front of me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The nuns' faces were grim. It would be weirder if they weren't, considering what was coming. Some even had tears welling up. Not that I planned to go easy on them.
They were beauties, but there was one drawback. An average cup size of A. Still, a few boasted D-cups.
"I suspect you all."
"Pardon?"
"How am I to judge if you're true nuns or whores the High Priest dragged in?"
They were definitely nuns.
Whether whore or nun, I could have my subordinates verify it easily.
The High Priest wouldn't dare deceive me unless he was insane.
"Your Majesty, we serve as nuns in the main church."
One stepped forward as representative. The one at the front. Dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and D-cup breasts. Her nipples were a vivid pink, surrounded by thick pubic hair. Mid-to-late twenties, by the look of her.
"Anyone can say words. I don't trust you easily. But fortunately, there's a way to distinguish nuns from whores."
"...And what might that be, Your Majesty?"
"Purity. I know chastity is one of the Cheonsin Church's tenets. Thus, if you're true nuns, you must be virgins. Prove your purity to me."
What happens if a nun loses her hymen? It almost never does. Cheonsin nuns hold a special rank. Those with innate divine power are taken in young and trained as nuns. Their official rank is never low. Plus, they were all candidates for Saintess.
Exceptions existed, though. High noblewomen could become nuns without early training.
"But first, I'll give you a chance to confess. Any non-virgins, raise your hand. I promise no punishment."
"......"
The nuns glanced at one among them. A brown-haired one. Trembling, she raised her hand.
"Y-Your Majesty... I am not pure."
"Oh? Adultery?"
"No... I married before becoming a nun. But my husband died young to a monster... Afterward, the High Priest noticed me and made me a nun."
Rare, but non-nobles could become nuns like this.
For one reason.
Their divine power was immense. This woman likely ranked among the highest here.
"How many times with your husband?"
"N-Not many..."
"How many?"
"......About five."
"Heh. As the experienced one, you'll set an example."
"...An example? What do you...?"
I stood. My erect cock asserted itself. The nuns reacted variously—blushing and averting eyes, staring blankly, or trembling in fear.
"I'll verify your purity with my cock. Consider it an honor."
"......"
The nuns gasped in shock. Chuckling, I beckoned the widow nun. She shuddered but approached in resignation. At my gesture, she spread her legs shoulder-width and presented her pussy, parting her outer lips with her own hands to expose the inner flesh.
Standing in the pool, I only needed to bend slightly to meet her pussy at eye level.
"Heh. Pretty color, tight hole—a prime pussy. Only fucked five times? Your dead husband must weep."
I stared at her pussy with my palm up. It was already slightly wet.
Before entering, I'd had the High Priest give the nuns a drug. An aphrodisiac brewed by a dark sorcerer. Effects kicked in after about five minutes, intensifying over time.
Weaker than the aphrodisiacs from the Playful Life app shop. This one could be expelled with mana, or endured with strong will.
With my Sexual Sensitivity Boost, touching her made her wet faster.
"Y-Your Majesty! You could confirm purity visually without that!"
"True. But would you be satisfied? If you last five minutes, I won't touch you or the others."
"R-Really?"
"My word weighs heavier than anything."
"Your mercy is boundless!"
I groped her pussy in earnest. Stimulating her clit, plunging fingers into the hole.
"Hiiiik!"
She squirted and climaxed from that alone. Synergy of my skill and the drug.
"Defiling my body... But I'm purifying myself with holy water beforehand. Since you splashed it on me, you're forgiven. Heh heh."
One minute passed.
Her face was wrecked. A bitch in heat, bucking her hips and winking her pussy.
"Y-Your Majesty! Put your thing in me! Grant me your mercy!"
"My thing? My cock?"
"Yes! Shove your cock in my pussy!"
"Heh. Can't even last three minutes. Fine. Mercy granted."
"Aah, aaah! It's coming!"
Thrusting into her pussy, I nodded in satisfaction. Untouched for so long, it clenched like a virgin's.
Sexing her, I glanced at the others. Those watching swallowed hard, faces flushed. The drug's work.
"Hiiiik! Haaaah!"
The woman in my arms couldn't last thirty seconds, climaxing repeatedly before collapsing. I laid her gently on the bath floor. My cock still stood firm.
"Y-Your Majesty."
The bold blonde approached. Her jiggling breasts were enticing.
"Something to say? Speak."
"P-Prove my pussy's purity, please."
Like the last, she spread her legs and exposed her pink pussy's interior. Virgin hymen clear, pussy juice drooling from the tight hole.
I gripped my cock.
"Verifying now."
Squish.
Virgin blood dripped.
"You're definitely a virgin."
"Ah, aaah...! Feels good... So good, Your Majesty!"
The heated blonde bucked wildly on her own. As I grinned, the others approached.
"Y-Your Majesty, check mine too...!"
"Your Majesty! My pussy too...!"
"Your Majesty! Me too, please!"
"Haha. I'm magnanimous. My mercy falls equally on all. Come here."
The aroused pure nuns swarmed me. My body enveloped in female flesh. They rubbed breasts and pussies against me.
Soon, the bathhouse filled with lewd moans.
???
I received the Holy Grail. The church handed it over in exchange for vast funds and manpower.
"I expected at least a drop by now... Not a single one. No holiness either. Too identical and exquisite to call fake... What did you do to it?"
"Th-That is..."
Oblang sweated profusely, stammering.
I knew via spy. Morgana used the Witch's Spring to forcibly activate it, granting its power to Grand's king to oppose me. The Grail became an ordinary cup as payment.
I tossed the Grail aside.
"My patience is exhausted. Oblang. Execute the rural purge in one week."
"Th-That can't be!"
"Want to die?"
"......My apologies."
"Send all church nuns to the palace. One month deadline. Saintess included."
I'd planned to behead them all for public display, but the nuns pleased me. The church's nun training was vital to the empire.
???
The Cheonun Grand Festival began.
I strode across white marble to the altar. A Heavenly God statue loomed there. The handsome male figure irked me just to look at.
Normally, one prostrated before it as the High Priest officiated. No one dared order me to kneel. I commanded all tedious rites skipped.
"Your Majesty... I've brought the ceremonial crown."
The Saintess emerged. Her clear blue hair framed a face stealing glances at me, unsure. Too short to crown my head. A refreshingly beautiful woman. A smile tugged my lips.
"We must perform the crowning rite, but..."
She couldn't say kneel, sweating bullets. I snatched the crown. Gilded with gems—gaudy and boring.
I flung it away and seized her shoulders. She was wrapped tightly in white robes.
"Y-Your Majesty?"
"You are my crown."
I tore her clothes.
"Kyaaaaah!"
"Such a beautiful body."
B-cup breasts, neatly trimmed below. I freed my cock, rubbing it on her pussy while groping everywhere. Forced a kiss, squeezed her firm ass.
All around gasped. High Priest Oblang sweated without intervening; Penelope closed her eyes in prayer. Priests just eyed each other.
I thrust into the Saintess's pussy. Her fallen white robes stained red.
"High Priest! What are you doing? The Saintess blesses my cock—now bless me!"
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty...!"
Oblang and Penelope murmured blessings with grim faces. Divine power flowed into me.
Then, an alien gaze. Frowning, I stared ahead. The Heavenly God statue eyed me.
"...Heavenly God. You? Your gaze annoys me. I'll kill you someday."
Telekinesis severed its head. It rolled across the altar. The gaze vanished. Grinning, I ravaged the Saintess.
???
Leon Grand ascended the high dais, wielding the glowing white sword, Excalibur. Behind him, Red and Blue Dragons sat guarding the capital.
"The time has come."
Leon declared. Wind tousled his dazzling blonde hair playfully before fading.
"To purge Bellakaros, threat to world peace."
He raised Excalibur, granted by the Heavenly God to the first Grand king. It resonated with the Grail's power, emitting waves that buffed 20,000 knights in the plaza, maxing morale.
"With the Heavenly God's grace and mighty dragons, defeat is impossible!"
The massive gate before the capital activated.
A warp gate forged by two dragons' heads.
Through it, they'd cross the sea instantly to the empire's east, strike hard, then march south to join Mailroad Elf Kingdom.
Leon prepared to address his 20,000 knights. No speech now, and morale would plummet.
But a lightning-wreathed massive sword plummeted from the sky, smashing his speech—and the warp gate—into the ground.
-Leon! Massive presence in the sky.
-The Emperor himself!
The dragons tensed, glaring skyward. Magic lords like them fared poorly against the Emperor, immune via Lake's Blessing.
The Emperor floated arms-crossed above. Black uniform, red cape billowing.
"Emperor!!"
Leon roared with hostility. 20,000 knights' killing intent surged.
"The more I see, the more repulsive. I deny your civilization. Back to the Stone Age, you barbaric vermin."
The Emperor's cold voice echoed. Leon gritted teeth, gripping Excalibur. It pulsed power. With Grail and sword, even the Emperor could fall!
But the Emperor gazed indifferently and snapped his fingers.
A strange woman's voice boomed over the capital.
-Nuclear launch detected.
Leon didn't know the language. No clue what it meant. The Emperor pulled a scroll from his bosom, tore it, and vanished.
-Spatial transfer magic. Different system—can't block.
-Leon. Look up. Something's falling.
-What? Iron hunk?
-Black magic on it. Magic nullification. High level, fueled by at least 1,000 sacrifices. Can't dispel now.
"Black magic! Nullification! What the hell is that iron thing?!"
-...Feels dangerous.
-Block or flee... Too late.
The iron hunk hit, exploding.
20,000 knights vanished instantly. Dragons hastily raised barriers, but overwhelming firepower shattered them in under a second. No ashes remained.
Leon fared no better. Grail power meaningless, Excalibur melted. His last sight: blinding flash.
A crimson mushroom bloomed over Grand Kingdom's capital.