Overtime
Though it surely wasn't her intention, as Eleonora drew every eye in the chapel with her entrance, Violet was lost in a daze, murmuring to herself about the questions swirling in her mind.
"Maybe... I've been thinking about this all wrong from the start..."
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From the moment she'd pieced together clues about Eleonora's existence and disappearance—sparked by Sin Seon-dong's muttered words about teleportation magic—Violet had been poring over the knowledge of that ultimate sealing spell lodged in her mind, examining it again and again.
'This ultimate sealing spell I learned from the previous Saintess... it might not be a sealing spell at all...'
The Saintess sacrifices her body to eradicate the target's existence from the world.
In truth, it was practically a mutual destruction, no different from a suicide bomb. They'd named it a "sealing spell" out of reverence for that noble sacrifice, but calling it that from the start had always been a stretch.
And then, amid all this, Sin Seon-dong—her Master—had muttered the words "teleportation magic," and they flashed through Violet's mind.
'Teleportation... sending something from one place to another...'
What if that phrase about "completely erasing the target's existence from the world" was actually a misinterpretation of transporting it from this world to another?
What if, in the distant past, the Saintess who supposedly sacrificed herself to seal the Demon King hadn't died mutually with him, but had been sent to another world alongside him?
"Huh?"
Violet's eyes slowly turned toward Sin Seon-dong and his group.
At the very moment she'd sensed her end and closed her eyes, Sin Seon-dong and the others had clearly...!
'I, I have to confirm it... If, if my theory is right...!!'
"...Master?"
"What, finally admitting defeat and deciding to offer me your virginity? Bold move, trying to put on a virgin deflowering show for the Saintess right here in front of everyone."
"M-Master, why did you call this... teleportation magic? Y-You couldn't have known... I prepared it in secret, so surely...?"
There was no way he could know.
Even she, a Saintess who had devoted her life to worshiping the Goddess and spreading Her words and grace across the land, had never seen a magic circle like it before.
That's why, when the Goddess's inscription appeared there, she'd judged her sealing spell activated, sensed her end was near—
So how had Sin Seon-dong known for sure it was teleportation magic that bridged worlds?
"Felt the same. Similar pattern, that floating sensation making my gut churn."
"It couldn't feel the same. No way it could..."
"Ah, but today it wasn't that warm, cozy heat like usual."
"W-Warm...?!"
A sensation like her body warming up.
Violet's eyes shook even harder.
"No way... that can't be...?!"
'D-Divine power. He felt it, accepted it!'
That sensation wrapping her body at the final moment was unmistakably the feeling of receiving divine power. And her Master had felt it too?
Sin Seon-dong, who had no faith—not even a shred—symbol of corruption itself, had sensed something like that? When she'd poured every ounce of her divine power into it, befitting the "ultimate sealing spell"?
"Impossible!! How are you completely fine... Ah?!"
Wait—it had happened before, something similar.
How could she forget?
That day!
Violet murmured blankly.
"Judgment..."
"Huh?"
"A spell that purges evil with the light of purification created by the Goddess's divine power—one that only I, the Saintess, can use..."
"...Oh, that thing from when we first met?"
'Yes, back then too. I tried to purify Teacher, Urga, and Master all at once from this world, pouring in all my divine power... and yet...!'
It had happened then too.
No wounds left on their bodies.
Not like some cheap villain cackling, "Muahaha, such tricks are useless!" with some countermeasure prepared—but complete immunity to divine power itself.
"Even if you'd come prepared with a perfect counter, there should have been at least some small trace left... but Master, you...!"
No effect at all.
Then, and now—facing that massive wave of divine power head-on, yet casually dismissing it as just a "warm sensation" in his body.
'Like a single stream of river water silently flowing toward its destination amid merging currents...'
A firefly boasting its glow before the full moon, a candle debating warmth before the sun.
'If my theory is right... no, it has to be... then...?!'
Suddenly, with dazed eyes, Violet lifted her head slightly, pressing her crown against Sin Seon-dong's solar plexus, and softly called out to him as he looked down.
"Master..."
"Yeah?"
His eyes, brimming with thoughts of training and violating her, just like always.
And in that instant, sunlight poured down like a halo toward Sin Seon-dong through the stained glass manifesting the Goddess's halo. Violet smiled faintly, as if confirmed, and said:
"...I lost."
"Took you long enough?"
"I said it was to get Christia back, but really... it was a lie to harm you, Master."
"Knew it."
You suck at lying.
Sin Seon-dong had suspected from the moment Violet stripped and surrendered so readily that she was plotting something behind his back.
Before any training like with Christia, her suspicious obsession with his semen had raised red flags.
And when she showed the results of her scheme—the magic circle strikingly similar to the one the SD Character used to teleport them—he'd discreetly held back Eleonora from taking Violet and Christia's lives right then.
Sin Seon-dong whispered these truths to her with a chuckle, and Violet felt her pussy heat up at his wicked laugh.
"...I've lost from the start. The moment you came for me and Christia, our fates were sealed. We just... realized it too late."
Why had she thought she, who guided lost lambs, wasn't herself a lamb needing guidance?
How had she, servant of the Goddess, been blind to the sin of hubris clinging to her?
Violet stroked her belly with hazy eyes and murmured:
"Saintess... disqualified..."
Squelch—♥
"Ah, haang...♥"
-Saintess!!
-Kill that bastard now...!!
-Wait! He's too close to the Saintess.
As his cock slipped from her guts, cold air rushed into her body, and Violet let out a coquettish moan like a cute plea for affection.
Unlike before, when she'd instinctively covered her mouth knowing she had to act for his amusement—now she was a pure female, full of nothing but genuine desire, hiding nothing.
"Haa... My, my asshole... it's completely ruined by Master's cock, won't even close with my fingers now...♥"
Violet stood, spread her cheeks, and showed Sin Seon-dong her anus. The Holy Knights encircling them predictably shouted, but
she smiled seductively, evoking Eleonora, as if their stares and voices meant nothing—as if only she and they existed here.
A lewd sow's smile, brimming with anticipation for what was to come.
Then, as he beckoned her chin and inspected her asshole, Sin Seon-dong replied:
"Yep. Totally wrecked—won't close for life. A Saintess with an ass like this? Total slut Saintess, sow Saintess."
"N-No...! Sow Saintess?!"
'Such a vulgar title...♥'
Even hearing it made her ears burn with humiliation, mockery, insult—yet Violet's lips twitched upward in a dopey grin,
her smile refusing to fade. Even the Holy Knights, huddled and desperate to rescue her, sensed something off.
They'd have every reason to hack Sin Seon-dong to pieces for stripping her naked alone,
yet Violet showed no shame—instead, she wiggled her hips as if begging him to look closer at her asshole.
As if she'd forgotten they even existed.
Smack!
"Eek?!"
"A Saintess this slutty? Huh? You call that decent?"
"I-I'm not slutty!"
"How should I know! You're straight-up advertising 'I'm a slut' right now!"
Violet bounced in place from the sudden spank on her ass and shot back.
"J-Just check and see!"
"Check?"
At Sin Seon-dong's sleazy grin, now utterly natural, Violet shuddered in ecstasy, then swiftly slid her hand to her pussy.
And,
Squelch—♥
"Just check my pussy directly to see if I'm slutty or not!"
A sticky thread dangled between Violet's middle and ring fingers.