The Barbarian's Lustful Confession to the Saintess
Serazad froze the moment she stepped into the confessional chamber. There, seated naked on the chair, was Geum Taeyang.
Yet the problematic man showed no reaction. Even though he must have heard her voice moments ago, he remained seated with eyes closed, as if deep in meditation.
“Ah… I shall take my seat…”
Serazad lacked the courage to voice her true thoughts. Had it been anyone else, she might have spoken up. But the man beyond the transparent screen was the incarnation of Cloud—Geum Taeyang. So she simply sat upon the saintess’s throne and stammered.
Geum Taeyang opened his eyes. Anxious, restless, fidgeting—he was met with Serazad’s face, flushed crimson as she squirmed in her seat.
“Are you perhaps flustered by my nakedness, Saintess?”
“Y-yes… I suppose I am…”
Serazad nodded slowly, unsure where to rest her gaze. Geum Taeyang spoke in a low, smooth voice, his wicked tongue already at work.
“I gave it much thought. Receiving confession from you is a truly blessed and precious time. I wished to show you my heart and sins with complete sincerity. Though I am a barbarian, I respect you as the continent does.”
“But sincerity proved difficult to offer. That is why it took so long.”
His words implied that requesting confession on the sixth evening had never been mere political maneuvering—it had been a genuine desire to confess. A truly wicked tongue.
‘As I thought… Brother must have had deeper intentions…’
The pure and kind younger sister, Serazad, was already being swayed by that silver tongue.
“After much deliberation, I chose naturalness. I decided to stand before you as a barbarian in his most natural state. Wearing the mask of a civilized man only made my calculations leak through. So I thought that reclaiming my barbarian form would allow me to confess without falsehood.”
Geum Taeyang had lived as a civilized man for six days. Except during sex, he had worn formal attire and nightclothes. It had been unbearably uncomfortable. After roughly six months among the Gaia Tribe, he had grown accustomed to nothing more than a white shirt and trousers—most often just a single pair of underwear.
“Ah…! I see! Mmm… That makes perfect sense. Thank you. I’m grateful you took our time together so seriously.”
Serazad was impossibly kind. Anyone else would have recognized his words as blatant nonsense and sexual harassment, yet she accepted them. Honestly, it was understandable. No noble had ever requested a meeting with her purely for confession. Serazad herself had long sensed their calculating motives. Hearing such raw honesty from him stirred something within her.
‘Serazad is just as much a pervert as Victoria. Every one of my heroines is a deviant.’
Geum Taeyang felt much the same. ‘I was somewhat prepared, but her fetish being “Cloud Brother’s surprise show”… What kind of fetish is that?’
Perhaps Victoria’s change had influenced her. Within two days, Serazad’s fetish list had unlocked. The content was telling: [Surprise Show]. Geum Taeyang’s [Clairvoyance] concluded that years of dopamine conditioning from Cloud’s childhood pranks, combined with witnessing his and Sophia’s climax, had triggered it.
Thus, Geum Taeyang had opened with a surprise show.
“Ah…! You must have been suffering greatly, Great Khan…”
Geum Taeyang began his confession while completely naked. He had plenty to confess. He had killed his foster father and then taken his foster mother. He framed these acts as the burdens and destiny of a leader. Serazad, utterly absorbed, could not hide her sympathy.
‘Ah… My brother… I wished for you to live a peaceful life, always smiling, if you were reborn… What should I do…?’
Her sympathy ran deeper than it appeared. To her, Geum Taeyang was Cloud’s incarnation—the brother who had died protecting her now struggling through another life.
“Furthermore, this body—this barbarian body—is impossible to control, Saintess.”
Having confessed his human struggles and sins, Geum Taeyang moved to another topic.
“What do you mean…?”
Serazad’s upper body leaned slightly toward him, her eyes widening.
‘The little minx. Look at those expectant eyes.’
Serazad already had a rough idea of what he would say, and her anticipation was high.
“Once this body tasted a woman, it became uncontrollable. Whenever I see a beautiful woman, my cock stands and I go mad with the desire to take her.”
Geum Taeyang fulfilled her expectations completely.
‘Hwaaaah…!!! Finally, this kind of conversation with Brother!!’
Serazad’s eyes were now overflowing with dopamine. After witnessing Geum Taeyang and Sophia’s sex, she had craved progress. She had wanted him to make a move on her too. But he had been the epitome of manners, leaving her to soothe her longing by recalling that scene alone. Today, however, he had not only shown her his naked body but was now speaking in the most explicit, vulgar terms.
“Hmm… This saintess is still young, so I cannot quite picture what you mean… Could you explain in more detail…?”
Whether from dopamine or boldness, Serazad lied and took a daring step forward.
“It is the same at social gatherings. Beautiful noblewomen are everywhere I turn. For this barbarian, every day is an exercise in self-control. I want nothing more than to sneak into their bedrooms and ravish them. To speak plainly—I want to take them right in front of their husbands.”
Geum Taeyang spun a tale thick with the scent of a barbarian male. A lust-crazed barbarian bull prowling the fields of noble ladies—how stimulating that must be for the twenty-one-year-old Serazad.
‘Brother is just as he always was! Even when he first entered the temple, he mingled with the priestesses like that!’
Especially for her, it evoked memories of Cloud’s crude behavior in the past.
“What torments me most is the thought that I could satisfy them far better than those potbellied men. If they tasted my cock even once, those noblewomen would become mine.”
“That is probably true…”
“What was that, Saintess?”
“N-nothing…”
Geum Taeyang had slipped in a bit of sincerity. He could feel the noblewomen’s gazes drawn to his masculine charm. Of course he enjoyed those looks. He laid bare the lewd thoughts he had harbored at the time. In a way, it truly was a confession.
“Does someone like me even deserve the blessing of the Goddess Selendis? Mythologically speaking, Gaia and Selendis were close… I wished to ask you about that, Saintess Serazad.”
Having admitted his sins of lust, Geum Taeyang spoke with a voice full of genuine remorse.
“Actually, I have been reinterpreting the scriptures lately as well…”
Serazad took a breath before continuing.
“Nowhere in the scriptures of the Church of the Goddess of Light does the Goddess directly condemn carnal desire.”
What came from her lips was a new form of scriptural interpretation. Still, she was a saintess. She wanted to rationalize, through faith, the changes Geum Taeyang was making to her way of thinking. So for the past few days, she had been devouring the scriptures at dawn like a woman possessed.
“There was even a story like this: Among the Goddess’s disciples was a barbarian who lived like a beast. One day, he became so entranced by the Goddess’s beauty that he grew erect. Far from scolding him, the Goddess said, ‘Thanks to my disciple, my world will be filled with life.’”
“Ooh…!”
“What does that signify? The Goddess respects carnal desire. It exists because it is necessary. Especially for you, a barbarian—every race has its own nature.”
“Mmm…”
Geum Taeyang nodded repeatedly. Things he had never noticed before, things he had once overlooked, now appeared in a different light. Serazad shared this realization with him.
“Then, Saintess… could you accept this side of me as the Goddess would?”
Geum Taeyang, now receiving the saintess’s embrace of his lust, still had one more dopamine show left. And he felt this was the perfect moment to deliver it.
“Wh-what do you mean…?”
Serazad tilted her head. He was already naked—what more could he possibly show?
“!!!!!??????”
Her eyes widened once more.
“I barely managed to hold it back. But after hearing your wise words, I no longer see the need. So I shall show you.”
Geum Taeyang’s cock began to swell rapidly in real time.
‘Brother’s penis… is growing like a tree!’
It was an impressive performance. Rather than simply showing an already erect member, he displayed the process of it rising. Since Geum Taeyang’s normal length was already 16.5 centimeters, the entire spectacle offered Serazad a rich visual feast from start to finish.
“Hoo… Though I am a barbarian, this is embarrassing. To feel lust toward such a noble and holy saintess and raise my cock like this…”
Thus, Geum Taeyang achieved full erection. His 26-centimeter log of a cock stood almost vertically, pointing toward the ceiling.
“Y-you felt lust toward me…?”
Staring blankly at his erect cock, Serazad reacted to his embarrassed words with genuine interest.
“Isn’t it only natural? Compared to the noblewomen I lusted after, you are far more beautiful and lovely, Saintess. This crude barbarian reacted purely on instinct to your femininity.”
While relentlessly stimulating Serazad’s lustful dopamine, Geum Taeyang delivered the finishing blow with the pure, sister-complex line that a twenty-one-year-old like her would love most.
“I-I see…”
Smiling softly, her cheeks flushed. A naked barbarian with an erect cock—yet to Saintess Serazad Estevan, he appeared more dignified and courteous than anyone else. She had fallen in love. Now recognized by her brother not as a younger sister but as a woman, Serazad’s face bloomed like a red azalea as she smiled.
“Hm? Oh dear. Time is up, Saintess.”
But the confession hour had ended.
“W-we can extend the time…”
“Haha! I cannot trouble you any further, Saintess.”
“Mmm… It wouldn’t be any trouble…”
Serazad’s heart burned with pure affection, so her disappointment ran deep. Yet Geum Taeyang, clearly harboring other plans, rose to leave without hesitation.
Standing up while still fully erect, he spoke.
“The rose of Sharon has bloomed, Saintess. I shall await you in the temple maze at one in the morning.”
As expected, he was not the kind of man to end things here. The rose of Sharon—Geum Taeyang intended to make it bloom outdoors rather than in their usual secret spot.
‘What should I do? Brother is definitely planning to reveal his true identity to me.’
Serazad paced the sanctuary, deep in thought. She could feel it. Geum Taeyang had arranged this event to prove to her that he was Cloud’s incarnation.
‘But how do I get out…? I have to go alone…’
Yet it was outdoors. Sneaking through the temple alone was already difficult enough—venturing outside at dawn carried even greater risk. Security would be far tighter.
She hesitated. In that moment of hesitation—
‘Am I going to lose Brother again like this?’
She had hesitated and agonized like this before. Whether to walk the path of the saintess or claim Cloud.
‘No. This time, I absolutely cannot let him go. I’m sorry, Sister, but I must stray once more.’
The moment that old feeling resurfaced, everything became crystal clear. Serazad would break through the guardians’ security and go to meet Geum Taeyang.
In that instant, as Serazad Estevan’s eyes blazed with resolve—
Twinkle—! Twinkle—! Twinkle—!
A faint emerald energy reaction stirred near her womb.
‘Flexibility to the gatekeeper. Greater boldness to the cradle. Those are the keywords.’
Legendary artifacts were truly difficult to obtain. Heroic artifacts required only encountering a fortuitous chance, but legendary artifacts demanded a more fundamental realization. The legendary armor Selendis required awakening both the cradle and the gatekeeper—their respective keywords being boldness and flexibility. Thus, while Geum Taeyang appeared to be approaching them crudely, he was in fact guiding both Serazad and Victoria with these precise keywords in mind.
‘Serazad will come. She will break out of her shell and arrive here.’
Geum Taeyang was already waiting in the maze garden, the Hay Maze. The word “maze” did not do it justice—the flowerbeds were vast and the garden itself expansive.
‘Our little chick who broke out of her egg… This big brother will treat you gently. Heh heh heh…!’
Here, Geum Taeyang would awaken the Cradle of Selendis.