Chapter 83
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: Pussy 5000x Special Training
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Shadow Guild headquarters—
I and Adelin each decided to tackle the conditions Beljaria had laid out with full effort.
There was no way we could argue with Beljaria, who had ascended to divinity through her feats.
If she said it was true, it probably was.
Even Adelin called her "Miss Beljaria," always adding the honorific—you could tell from that alone.
Beljaria held a position in the divine realm that couldn't be ignored, even at Hierarchy Level 3.
For that reason, I headed to the training grounds to receive combat training.
Beljaria herself, who would be instructing me directly, appeared in her assassin outfit—a sinfully arousing leotard—and was warming up.
'She stretches so well.'
"Can you split your legs all the way up too?"
"...Of course I can."
Belja gracefully lifted one leg like a ballerina, without a hint of strain.
I was once again amazed by her crisp movements, which seemed oblivious to the lewd gaze-rape from the Semen Man right in front of her, and my dick twitched.
"Unbelievable. You can't look at your instructor like that before we even start."
Belja stared at me in disbelief. But even as she said that, her figure was too stimulating.
Biska rocks the leotard look too!
Her body lines were on full display. The curve of her hips flaring out from her slender waist was enough to drive a man insane.
Belja knew it too, and she teased me with a sultry sway.
"I see. Come to think of it, this is your type, isn't it?"
"You know it. Holding back the erection is my best effort right now. Actually, screw it—I'm getting hard. You've reclaimed your divinity, so how about some service? White over-the-knee socks."
"...Black leotard with white thigh-highs? Too tacky, no thanks."
"I'd love it if you did..."
As I started whining like a kid under my breath, Belja sighed.
"Really, you're acting like a child... You know this isn't some sweet lovers' date I set up."
"I was thrilled earlier. When you called me daddy."
"That was..."
Belja's cheeks flushed red. She was clearly aware of it and embarrassed.
"Just stating the facts."
"But you never said it before."
"It just popped into my head back then."
Her devotion to her husband, her sincere advice—
How could I not love the goddess standing before me?
"I like you so much, Belja."
"...Sigh. Enough. Let's get started."
"How about we start with a hug?"
"..."
She didn't say no.
I stepped closer, arms open wide as I gazed at Beljaria. She hesitated for a moment before slipping into my embrace.
"Thank you again for helping me reclaim my divinity."
"No need."
I kissed Beljaria...
I remembered the kiss reward from before. Back then, her eyes had scolded me for indulging in vulgar acts.
But now, she was opening her heart, drawing close with clear affection.
Beljaria had opened up to me.
We were precious to each other now.
"Belja..."
"W-wait a sec..."
Squeeze...
I hugged her tight, pouring in all my love—practically refusing to let go. Belja let out a troubled breath.
"I said training is the main event... Don't get so hard already..."
Rub rub.
"How could my dick not get excited when the beautiful Goddess of Silence is kissing me?"
"...You're going to take this seriously, right?"
"Of course, Goddess."
"What about Adelin? It couldn't have been easy for her pride to accept the demand."
Ah. "Earn 300 gold"?
Beljaria's other condition, alongside the 30 days of combat training, was to lend her authority in exchange for money.
Pure, honest earnings from Adelin's own labor.
"She went off looking for a part-time gig with a confident grin. Piece of cake for a goddess."
"Her confidence is reassuring."
"Wasn't she originally a handmaiden to a Hierarchy Level 9 goddess? Bet she's surprisingly good at menial tasks."
"No... Actually, growing up under a goddess like that makes her seem like a worldly-naive kid."
'...Maybe so.'
I quietly agreed.
"I asked Biska to guard her so she doesn't get dragged into trouble."
"Already playing protector? She's your girl, huh."
"Obviously. If Biska's away, I'll deploy the guard squad. I don't want pests buzzing around while Belja and I get cozy."
"Cozy..."
Belja cleared her throat awkwardly and gently pushed me away.
She really wanted to switch to training mode now.
"From touching you earlier, your level seems pretty high."
"Huh? You can tell just from that?"
"Yeah. Those tights seem to be boosting your growth."
My current level was 241.
For reference, it had spiked the most after raping Hipeia.
If I called it EXP from eating my friends' pussies for helping out, would Beljaria get mad?
"I'm relieved you won't die against any goddess now, but some gaps will still be hard to overcome."
"Difference in class?"
"Exactly. Gods rarely fight each other—hierarchy gaps mean one side's authority dominates unilaterally."
"But matchups could play a role."
Like Belja's silence authority.
It apparently worked even against higher hierarchies.
"That's why I want to train you in various ways. If authorities are sealed or canceled, combat skills take over."
"So Belja might actually be stronger than her hierarchy suggests?"
"If we're fighting without authorities. Of course, against a feat-achieved goddess like Asensa, it's different."
"If Asensa's Level 4, did she save the world or something?"
"Depends on the legend, but possibly."
Mind-blowing.
Even after feats like that, she's bottom-tier when hierarchies halve?
"Hold on. Then what the hell are those Level 5+ goddesses at the top? What feats did they pull?"
"Feats? Most don't have any."
"What?"
No feats at all?
They didn't do anything great? Then why—
Belja summed up my confusion.
"Some goddesses are born noble and great from the start."
It was a thrilling story.
"Radiant—the brilliant ones. Only pure-blooded goddesses born with divinity reach those hierarchies."
"No mortal feats? They were just goddesses from birth?"
"Don't want to generalize, but
pure-bloods mostly don't grasp human life.
And their authorities are overwhelming. World-saving feats? A flick of the finger."
A flick of the finger...
"But strip the authorities, and you could take them, right? Just virgins born superior—nothing you can't handle."
"That assumption's wrong from the start."
"What."
"Why would a goddess fight handicapped like that?"
...
True...
"To surpass that unbreakable wall, Adelin must've stolen Premia's divine artifact."
"My tights?"
"Yeah. I've glimpsed its true nature before."
"When I blacked out."
"Yes. For a moment, you were..."
Belja fell silent, lost in thought. What the hell did I look like?
"So this training's to draw out that potential?"
"And remember: be extremely cautious around pure-blood goddesses."
According to Beljaria, pure-bloods often killed for mere offensive words.
Like squashing an ant for humans.
"Basically, no manners. Pure-blood style."
"Don't say scary stuff someone might overhear."
"Pound their pussies, and we're equals anyway."
My authority was one-shot if it landed. Especially on women.
Beljaria seemed keen to test that too.
"Alright. First, let's see how far your authority goes. Go all out."
"Thigh-highs first, Belja."
"..."
"..."
Belja stared me down. Her eyes demanded if I was seriously pushing cosplay.
"We just moved past that topic."
"If you do it, it'll motivate me for real."
"I wore this for mobility. Not to excite you."
"But it did."
"Add thigh-highs, and I'd be your fawning bitch—"
Exactly! Do it!!
Wahh!!
In the end, my stubbornness won. Belja put on the white thigh-highs.
"I wanna die. Customizing my battle gear like this..."
"Beljaria..."
100% erection.
Seeing my rock-hard dick spring out, Belja flinched.
"Can't perform at full power over something like this."
"What first? Womb Gate? Clit Burn? Or pregnancy sex?"
I could start with Pussy Penetration Fist straight into Womb Strike. Fine by me.
"Use your authority. Full power."
"Gonna be trouble. You sure?"
"I'm a Hierarchy Level 3 goddess. Don't think your authority can take me defenseless in my current divinity."
Don't worry, full sparring.
Her eyes said it all.
Target: Beljaria
Pussy Ecstasy, 5000x
Activation took a mere 0.01 seconds.
Just thinking "I want to make her pussy cum" while looking at the target sent Beljaria's pussy into instant orgasm.
The Rape Divinity I'd first awakened against the guard squad.
"Ngh!"
Beljaria quickly sensed the change in her body.
"What are you doing! Hit me if you've used your authority!"
"It's 5000x! You good?!"
"We'll see. This much... won't neutralize me!"
As expected of the higher-hierarchy Beljaria. Not easy!
But it wasn't fully resisted. Her breathing grew ragged and slutty.
In that instant, reason snapped.
"Pussy Penetration Fist!!"
"Good...! If a goddess is cumming... charge without hesitation!"
Even caught in her own pussy ecstasy, Belja praised my charge and drew me in. Proper instructor vibes.
"All I can think about is shoving it in Belja's pussy!!"
"Hoo...!"
Semen Man essence overflowing, ultimate pervert charge!!
True to the Goddess of Silence with top-tier combat and pussy skills, she dodged me nimbly.
Whoosh!
Swish!
Teasingly close, yet untouchable.
Even with Pussy Penetration Fist active!
"Great penetration power!"
"Damn, Beljaria. You're really in pussy ecstasy, right? Let me check!"
"Check what?"
"Stand straight."
"..."
Belja stood exposed to my gaze.
Leotard and white thigh-highs—pure violence in visual form.
Pussy Ecstasy 5000x
Mashing the happy button nonstop, Belja twitched and trembled faintly against her will.
Fun part: her hand positions.
One hand on her nipple from the relentless orgasms,
the other gripping her inner thigh, debating whether to touch her pussy.
Yet her tense expression screamed "Focus on the fight, Beljaria." It was perfect.
"Heh heh..."
"...Satisfied? Can't even catch a goddess whose head's full of dirty thoughts?"
"Can't you just let me grab you easily?"
"No whining. If you want to rape goddesses."
Belja refused firmly.
"I wanna practice the insertion part. Heh."
"Catch me first, then maybe."
"O?! You'll let me pound your pussy?!"
"...If you catch me!"
Training to catch a pussy-juice-dripping, fleeing Beljaria? Sounds fun as hell.
I straightened my erect dick. Fluidized my body...
Ready to explode forward.
"Time limit: one hour. Begin!"