Chapter 46
Chapter 46
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Lillia's Special Healing Technique (1)
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There was clearly no special appointment with Lillia during the week.
Our second preliminary intimacy training session was also scheduled for next week. Still, I welcomed her warmly.
"It's Your Highness Lillia. Welcome to my atelier."
"Julian! I'm so glad you're here! Sorry for dropping by unannounced!"
It hadn't even been a week since we'd met during the preliminary squad formation. But Lillia's eyes were damper than before.
"Um... have you been too busy, by any chance? Were you working on an artwork...?"
At Lillia's words, I glanced around briefly.
The atelier still bore traces of Julian's artworks. But I hadn't started any new work myself.
The Artist with Aesthetic Sense trait is there, sure. But I haven't fully grasped Julian's artistic world yet, so what can I do?
The displayed pieces looked just like recycled trash, true to their evaluation at Pantheon.
But the dildo—no, the magic wand craft—that Julian had made had certainly proven useful for Rosetta.
Perhaps his excessive artistic soul was influenced by demon king blood.
If I could recreate that black rod-like magic tool infused with the demon king's touch... Julian's artworks might actually be worth interpreting.
Not right now, of course.
"I'm taking a break from artistic work for now. I thought I'd draw new inspiration after attending the second-year art department lectures."
"As expected of you, Julian! So diligent. Then I haven't stolen your time. What a relief."
Lillia looked genuinely reassured. She gazed at me with eyes full of admiration.
Fitting for a mamang princess. So caring.
I took a moment to examine her outfit. Lillia had set her coat aside nearby, revealing attire different from her usual.
Noticing my gaze, Lillia spoke up.
"Ah, this is the priestess robe from the healing arts department. Simpler than a noble lady's dress, right?"
But it suited her perfectly. The healing arts department's priestess robe was, simply put, a nun's habit.
"It's a bit more practical than standard priestess robes. Some healing arts cadets like me participate in preliminary squads, after all."
That explained why it seemed more comfortable for movement than a typical nun's habit. The black dress-style robe clung tightly to Lillia's body, outlining her curves perfectly.
No need to mention how it emphasized her massive breasts, her childbearing hips, and her plump rear. The side slit revealed the line of her legs in banded stockings.
What a treat for the eyes. My favorite character's nun cosplay. No, not cosplay—she's a real priestess.
She must have come straight from the healing arts department without changing.
"So, Your Highness Lillia, what brings you here?"
"Well... um... actually, I came because of you, Julian."
I checked Lillia's complexion. She looked embarrassed.
"I heard you've been busy with combat department training for the past few days."
As Lillia said, I'd visited Roya Hall three days straight. To raise my swordsmanship proficiency and gauge Lucia's personality.
She keeps tabs on my activities. Wondering how well her fiancé is training since classes started?
Well, those past three days had been fulfilling for Lillia too—intense training that left my whole body screaming with muscle pain.
I replied.
"That's right, Lillia. The department council allowed me to attend all six departments' lectures. But for a Reinhardt man like me, sword training comes first."
"You're absolutely right. But..."
Lillia spoke in a worried tone.
"Don't push yourself too hard all of a sudden. You might hurt your precious body."
"I'm a bit tired, but it's fine. It's standard training for combat department priests."
In truth, my body ached so badly I craved a massage. But I acted nonchalant.
"That's not okay! If you don't relieve fatigue in time, it can damage your body. I'm a healing arts priestess, so trust me on this!"
Come to think of it, in her current outfit, Lillia was a full-fledged healer. A proper heal from her might wipe away all this fatigue.
"That's why I came myself. My fiancé's health matters to me too. Let me ease your fatigue."
"So you've come to cast a heal on me personally? How merciful of you, Your Highness."
An unexpected heal. Not bad at all. But Lillia just blushed and stood there blankly.
"Your Highness Lillia? If it's a burden, no need to force it. Isn't your holy power precious?"
"Not at all! Actually, what I'm going to use isn't just a regular heal... well, it is a heal, but a more advanced one..."
Lillia grabbed both my hands tightly.
"It's a special recovery method from the Medica Order's secret manual! It requires physical contact between two people."
Physical contact? That's when I realized why her face was so red.
The two of us entered a corner room in the atelier.
Surprisingly, Julian must have done all-nighters crafting his shoddy artworks, as the atelier included a bathroom, washing facilities, and even a bed for naps.
Even this "corner room" was bigger than the one-room I lived in before possession.
"The Medica Order's secret manual is profound. Unlike a simple heal, it's an advanced treatment that enhances the efficiency your body remembers from training."
In other words, the healing art Lillia was about to perform was no ordinary one. It meant muscles would build faster, and trained swordsmanship would ingrain quicker.
She and I now lay side by side on the bed in our underwear only.
It was a shame I couldn't see more of Lillia's voluptuous nun outfit. But with her current lingerie, my eyes were feasting even more. Fine by me.
White lingerie-style underwear. The coverage was standard, but Lillia's twin peaks were enormous.
Her massive breasts and luscious hips were fully on display. Truly, the mamang princess's caring nature embodied.
Noticing my gaze, Lillia smiled softly.
"No need to feel embarrassed at all. We're pledged for the future. And this healing art is purely Physical Memory Enhancement Technique."
"Understood, Your Highness Lillia. I leave it to you."
We weren't in the mansion. Though it was my atelier in Hesos Hall, other cadets came and went outside.
Being alone with Lillia in underwear here felt like sneaking into an empty university classroom for something illicit. Or rather, we already were.
Lillia continued.
"Normally, primitive slime mucus would amplify the effect. But that would dirty your simple bed sheets, so I'll substitute with my holy power."
Lillia enveloped her body in holy power. A soft pale green light illuminated the dimly lit corner room. She chanted a holy magic incantation briefly.
"This spell makes my holy power viscous. It substitutes for the mucus. Now then."
I lay on the bed, and Lillia climbed atop me. Woman on top position. Of course, both in underwear, not about to have sex.
"It's purely healing art, so relax and receive it, Julian."
"Understood. I'm in your debt, Your Highness. I'll repay this favor."
"Not at all. We're pledged for the future... after all."
With those words, Lillia leaned her upper body against mine. Her voluminous breasts pressed fully against my chest.
Lillia's holy power turned viscous, like love gel. But it only applied to our bodies—the lingerie stayed dry.
Through her bra, I felt the distinct sensation of her nipples, already erect.
"Ngh..."
Sure enough, Lillia let out a nasal moan right away.
"Oh my. Get a grip on yourself."
She explained the healing art.
"Unlike preliminary intimacy training, you don't need to use mana, Julian. This sticky holy power seeps into your body, delivering healing effects."
Lillia resumed the healing art.
Her breasts, thighs, the mound of her secret place. Using her soft parts fully, she rubbed against my body wildly.
"Hng... Like this, my holy power seeps into every part of your body... Especially after physical training fatigue builds up like now... My Physical Memory Enhancement Technique doubles in effectiveness. Hnng!"
But if that's the principle, simply infusing her hands with holy power and stroking me would suffice.
This felt like receiving a lewd massage from Lillia. No, it was exactly that.
"Haah! Ngh!"
She called it healing art. But with near-nude bodies, her soft rubbing felt like soapy play.
Lillia's creamy, fatty flesh glided repeatedly over my body.
My tyrant couldn't stay quiet, naturally. A massive tent pitched in my panties.
"Oh... I hear some men don't get erections when fatigued from physical training. Good thing you're healthy, Julian."
Lillia acted oblivious to the change. She emphasized again it was purely healing.
"No need to find it strange... Hnng! Of course, I could continue with just hands... But even for me, my holy power reserves are... Haah! Quite substantial. To use it properly, I need to maximize contact area with my body... Hnng!!"
Logical as a healer. But her escalating moans undermined the credibility.
Still, Lillia was the healing arts department's second-year representative cadet. As her moans melted sweeter, my fatigue melted away.
Feels totally different from Uriel's Mana Stimulation. Holy power seems more efficient than slime mucus.
If Uriel was pure elasticity riding my body, Lillia was like melting softness rippling over me.
Swept in the flow, my body threatened to dissolve too. The viscous holy power made our bodies stickier.
"Hng! Hnng... Ahng... Ahh!!"
Lillia pressed her body even more intimately against mine.
Her moans grew louder. Thoroughly aroused, she began grinding her pussy faster over my tyrant.
"Haahng... No... As the manual says, to maximize enhancement... These underwear are in the way... So annoying..."
Even through underwear, our flesh felt each other plenty. I savored her soaking wet slit and plump mound fully.
But Lillia wasn't satisfied.
"I'm the healing arts department representative... I can't show sloppy healing... It's a matter of... Ahh!! Pride...?"
Far from sloppy—the effect was incredible. Vitality surged through my body.
Muscle pain vanished, replaced by firmer muscles, just as she described.
I felt like I could perfectly execute the Lion Heart Sword techniques I'd trained over the past days if I grabbed a sword now.
Clear proof of her Physical Memory Enhancement Technique. But no need to point it out—I'm no fool or eunuch.
"I'll... show you proper healing now!"
As expected. Burning with arousal, Lillia unhooked her bra.
"Get ready... to receive enhanced healing together."
She slipped off her panties, then mine.
"And... holy power... Nngh... Works best when flesh touches directly... Haah... Anywhere on the body..."
Her sticky-with-holy-power hand gently wrapped my now fully exposed cock.
"Feel it... Ahh..."
Squelch-squelch—
A wonderfully pleasurable hand-pussy began its reciprocating motion.