Chapter 373 - The Doubting Saintess

A little time passed, and now they stood in the front yard of Sin Seon-dong's house.

"See, you can spot the roof up there? That's where you'll be staying."

"...It does look pretty flat. Might be a few times better than sleeping on the ground with just a hide."

As the sun dipped behind the western mountains, casting a red sunset glow, Sin Seon-dong glistened with sweat from a full day's productive work. Beside him stood the elf, licking her lips as she eyed him hungrily.

Even during the past few weeks when Violet and Christia's positions had completely flipped, the elf had fucked Sin Seon-dong like wild animals day after day, getting pregnant from their beastly romps.

Having mingled their flesh so often, the male was drawn to the female who reliably took his seed, and the female to the male who always provided healthy seed. In the end, she'd given in to his persuasion today and agreed to move into his house.

The quirky part was that she hated the stuffy indoors and chose the wide-open flat rooftop as her new home.

"Don't just stand there staring at me—go drop your stuff up there. Actually, hand over just the bow and arrows first."

"...This is like an extension of our bodies for us elves."

"Doesn't matter to me, but that fierce wild boar still living in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠our house doesn't trust you yet."

Who's the wild boar?! I'll gobble you up tonight?!

Urga must have been busy preparing dinner, since she wasn't visible through the large living room window that offered a clear view inside. But her voice boomed from within, clear as day to her sharp ears. Sin Seon-dong coughed awkwardly.

Sensing the threat instinctively from Urga's voice, the elf clutched her bow and quiver protectively, on high alert.

"...Without this, that wild boar might beat me to death."

"...Fine, keep it separate then. If you're that worried, carry it with you when you come inside later."

"...Yeah."

A bit scared but thrilled at the thought of living close to her male, the elf slung her double-shouldered bag over her back and climbed the stairs at the side of the house to the rooftop, where her tent was set up. She started unpacking.

She'd rushed through the gate in the first place, so aside from her bow, arrows, and her own body, her "belongings" were minimal—just carpets made from trophies like goblin hides from the small gates popping up around here lately, or the skins of deer that wandered cluelessly, unadapted to the local ecosystem, only to meet their end at her hands.

"...All done. Why're you stripping?"

"It's hot."

Despite the autumn chill settling in, Sin Seon-dong casually shrugged off his shirt like the weather was nothing. The elf wondered if he was seducing her, her ears twitching wildly as she nearly pounced to pin him down and rape him right there (though without permission, even pinning him wouldn't work). But at that exact moment—

Oink oink.

Hngh hngh!

Her ears perked at the voices coming from the farm's only entrance path. She stopped Sin Seon-dong as he headed inside.

"...Wait."

"What's up? Oh, there you are."

Violet, back from her outing for punishment, was a total mess—no further explanation needed.

Unlike the exposure walks they'd done under cover of night to avoid prying eyes, this time Violet had been dragged out of the farm for punishment about three hours ago, when the sun was high in the sky. Now, with the sun setting behind the mountains, the timing was clear.

"Did you hide in some rice paddy or something?"

"Oink..."

They must have crouched low in harvested fields to dodge approaching people now and then, because both Eleonora and Violet were caked in dirt and mud everywhere.

Areas like Eleonora's thighs and pussy, where fluids flowed heavily, still had wet soil clinging, suggesting the trip there—and especially back—had been a real ordeal.

Violet's breast and pussy cups were especially full, brimming with all sorts of fluids.

The breast cups, centered on her nipples, went without saying—overflowing with her milk. But the pussy ones had exceeded capacity and spilled over, leaving her swollen virgin pussy rimmed with dirt and fluids, just like Eleonora's.

"Truly... a magnificent walk...♥"

"Nnghheee... I was wrong, Mooomth... Fowrgive meee...♥"

Eleonora, with her exposure kink, seemed ecstatic even in retrospect. Violet, having finally realized her mistake, panted with a face full of shame from her first outdoor walk, begging Sin Seon-dong for forgiveness.

But despite their differing sentiments—proving their priestess-saint bond—Sin Seon-dong glanced at their sopping pussies and quipped.

"What a sight you two are."

"But you ordered it, Master...?!"

Wh-what I went through...?!

Eleonora nearly exposed them in public like this— she knew the iron cart rumbling toward the front yard from afar was heading their way, yet she acted thrilled to show off their nakedness. Did she know how hard Violet had worked to stop her?

What she'd endured, and no comfort for it!

...Though, if asked if it was that bad... well, no.

Separate from the thrilling first outdoor exposure, the sensation of her nipples and pussy being sucked relentlessly, climaxing repeatedly on a public path where anyone might appear...

Violet blushed, recalling her slutty behavior then.

But whatever—once the leash connecting her to Violet loosened, Eleonora hurried to Sin Seon-dong, dropping to her knees before him.

"Anyway, I can guess how Violet fared... How about you? How was the walk without me?"

"It was a bit less intense without you there, Master... but per your orders, hiding from prying eyes—every time, the fear of getting caught made my pussy quiver. Wasn't bad at all...♥"

"Y-you did that on purpose?!"

Every time someone passed, she'd try to step out—Violet had stopped her so many times! And it was all to enjoy herself like that!

"You did well following orders, so time for a reward. What do you want?"

"Piss, Master... I want to drink your urine...♥"

"Good girl. Use your mouth, so get ready."

"...♥"

Violet's rising anger boiled over, but she couldn't say a word as Eleonora buried her face in Sin Seon-dong's pants to receive his piss.

"..."

"What're you staring at?!"

"...Virgin stink."

"What?!"

"...Still reeks of inferior bitch who hasn't taken Hubby's cock or cum. Scram."

"Y-you bitch...!!"

Violet nearly screamed, venting her fury at the elf who stared blankly—only to get shut down without comeback, her face crumpling. But then—

Gulp gulp...♥

"Thirsty, huh?"

"Slurrrp... Thank you so much...♥"

Eleonora had monopolized his urine, cleaning his cock and offering thanks. Violet's body twitched involuntarily.

She'd nearly joined Eleonora in worshiping him too.

I shouldn't envy such depraved acts...

Thoroughly trained to crave even his filthy piss over cum. Lately, Violet even pondered how to offer her virginity ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to please him—much like Christia. Time was running out. She secretly stroked the seal carved on her lower belly.

Almost there. Almost...

The secret sealing technique passed mouth-to-mouth among saintesses.

An ultimate seal activated by offering virginity to the target, receiving their life essence—semen—into her womb.

Long ago, a saintess who faced the demon lord calling himself Maou sacrificed her body for continental peace. In a sense, not ultimate seal but ultimate suicide bomb.

A legend among saintesses, hard to verify, beautified as a "sealing technique." Recalling that tale, Violet glared at Sin Seon-dong slapping Eleonora's cheek with his cock.

Comparing her seal to the legend, she muttered inwardly.

They say that saintess pulled it off in one go... Is it because I didn't use my pussy? I took the semen, but through my asshole—not like the records. Efficiency...

But her long efforts were bearing fruit. This obscene act wouldn't last much longer.

The day her seal on her belly activated—reclaiming the Goddess's light—would be when Sin Seon-dong and his crew vanished from this world.

If the tales say she completely vanished... I'll disappear with Master too.

For some reason, a subtle certainty and hope lingered that performing the ritual would send her and Christia home. She could spread her legs for him as long as needed!

Which means making Christia spill the truth is key!

She'd kept it secret from Christia, who would surely try to stop her, to maintain secrecy.

But for the ritual, she had to take Sin Seon-dong's cock instead of Christia.

Right, this isn't because I just want to get fucked, or because I'm lewd. Not jealousy over Christia sneaking filthy sex with Master behind my back. This is for world peace...♥

"You took your punishment well too... A bit cheeky, but what reward for you?"

"Fuck my pussy!"

"Yeah, today I'll ram your asshole root-deep till you pass out?"

"Fuck my pussy?!"

Thus, Violet advanced toward depravity with vigorous steps—convinced taking his cock was natural, while plotting how to make Christia confess the truth.