Chapter 86
Chapter 86
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 86
Chapter Title: The Secret Lewd Mark
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A blue pattern glowing on her lower abdomen.
Outside the heart-shaped pattern, bat wings were spread wide open.
A faint mana, one she'd never felt before, emanated from the subtly glowing dye.
Anyone could see it was a lewd mark.
The lewd mark said to be engraved on those who copulate with demons.
Proof of corruption.
A symbol that must never be engraved on a human, let alone a saintess, was etched onto her lower abdomen.
"...Why? It was clearly something that happened in an illusion? Even if it was with a demon in the illusion..."
A lewd mark had been engraved.
She felt her lips dry up at the unbelievable sight.
Eirin instinctively looked around.
"Ma, Max Brother..."
No matter how she looked, Max was nowhere to be seen.
The empty shop had no sign of life at all.
'Where is he?'
Eirin bit her parched lips and unwittingly called out for Max.
But there was no response.
"Where the hell did he go?"
Stroking her lower belly anxiously, she trembled as she felt the mana emanating from the lewd mark.
'What if what I felt wasn't an illusion, but reality...?'
What if the demon Max in the illusion was a real demon?
It made her dizzy.
The terror and fear that everything she'd experienced until now might not have been an illusion flashed through her mind.
She had been bewitched by a demon and lost the purity a saintess must possess.
"God..."
Eirin clasped her hands together and prayed to the goddess.
"I'm sorry. I fell to pleasure and abandoned the purity I truly needed to protect."
Holy divine power poured down around her as she tried to kneel.
"Huh?"
A saintess was a being who could wield divine power befitting her purity.
The appearance of the lewd mark meant she had copulated with a demon.
That meant she had lost her purity and all her power.
"But the divine power is still there, so why...?"
She unwittingly looked at her lower belly again.
The lewd mark was still glowing vividly.
It was then, as she tried to stroke it.
"How was it?"
She raised her head at the familiar voice.
Max approached her, holding her neatly laundered priestess robes.
She belatedly realized she was practically naked.
She was only wearing underwear that barely covered her breasts and privates.
"...Max Brother."
"The sensation when you realized the experience you saw as an illusion was actually reality for a moment—how was it?"
"So this is, real? You're saying you're not a demon, Brother?"
"Of course. If I were a demon, you'd have purified me right then."
"..."
It was the worst.
Her heart had nearly dropped in shock, and the rebound made it race wildly.
Guilt, a sense of depravity, the fact that she'd thrown away everyone's faith for pleasure—her mind went blank from it all.
Fear turned her brain's chemicals into something that left her dazed.
She wanted to run away right then.
And that emotion.
Thump thump.
Made her heart pound fiercely.
It felt just like dancing on a swaying bridge.
It was clearly unpleasant.
No, it should have been unpleasant.
But once she realized it was an illusion, not reality, it strangely turned into a ticklish sensation in her chest.
Her head felt hot.
Her breath came in gasps from the intense dopamine that numbed her entire body's senses.
A strange addictiveness made her body tremble.
Eirin felt a faint climax without even having sex or being caressed.
At that moment, Max's hand touched her lower abdomen.
"Hya!"
His eyes met Eirin's as he gently stroked down the lewd mark.
"While Eirin was enjoying herself with me transformed into a demon in the illusion, I engraved a magic circle here."
"This is a magic circle?"
"Yes. It's similar to the one I engraved when you first came here, but a little different."
Eirin recalled it.
In the illusion, Max had gently scratched her lower abdomen with his nails while ravaging and having sex with her.
"No way, back then?"
"Yes. I drew an illusion magic circle."
"Wh-what were you thinking!"
This wasn't an illusion.
It was reality.
If someone else found out about this pattern on her lower abdomen.
It wouldn't end with just heresy charges.
Eirin was a saintess.
The mere fact that something resembling a demon's lewd mark was engraved on a saintess would turn the church upside down.
"Are you insane?"
"Of course not. But don't worry. If Eirin is careful, no one will find out."
"Y-you...!"
Max whispered as he stroked the pattern on her lower abdomen.
"Think about it. This is a secret just between you and me. Those idiot priests inside can never know."
"..."
"Try going around with this pattern on your lower belly that no one knows about, facing those who always oppress Eirin. You'll probably gain some confidence."
"Wh-what kind of sophistry is that?"
"They're people who can't even notice this change on your body. They're not serving Eirin—they're serving the divine power dwelling in your body. They're sacrificing Eirin to serve the divine power."
"..."
"I didn't want to see someone's freedom suppressed and desires crushed just because her Word Spirit is a bit strong, or her divine power is a bit strong. So I engraved a spell to let you be a little more honest."
"But this... this is..."
"Against the church's rules?"
"..."
She nodded.
"Do we really need to follow those rules to the letter?"
"Huh?"
"Even if you followed them perfectly, it didn't make Eirin happy, did it?"
"Th-that's..."
"Did following those rules really make you happy?"
It wasn't wrong.
She had followed the church's laws perfectly as a saintess every time, but nothing came of it.
Her status as a saintess?
It wasn't important to her.
Because Eirin wanted to do something other than being a saintess.
Living under constant surveillance and confinement like this wasn't happiness.
Sometimes she even thought about abandoning her divine power.
"But Max Brother."
"Yes."
"What you're saying sounds just like a demon."
"My words are far from the Goddess Church's laws."
He didn't deny it.
But Eirin could feel it.
No trace of demonic energy or corruption emanated from Max as he smiled and spoke.
"And one more secret: this lewd mark..."
He continued as he gently fondled her lower belly.
"It'll fade in a fortnight."
"Yes...?"
"Starting a week from now, the pattern will gradually blur. After ten days, only traces will remain. And after a fortnight, it'll vanish completely. Of course, it might last longer depending on Eirin's divine power."
"But you said it's different from the magic circle you engraved on my shoulder earlier..."
"It is different. The only difference is slightly longer duration."
Max grinned mischievously like a prankster.
"Did you really think I'd give the saintess a permanent tattoo?"
"I thought you might."
"I'm crazy about magic, but I wouldn't do that. A permanent tattoo on a saintess's body? Besides, tattoos aren't my taste."
"...But."
The demon in the illusion had engraved it roughly.
She swallowed those words inwardly.
Max had said illusions show the user's fantasies.
Which meant admitting that having a lewd mark like this was her taste.
"..."
"This deviation is Eirin's secret deviation. You can't come to our shop every time, so this fills that void."
Max smiled softly as he gently stroked her lower abdomen.
Eirin averted her gaze, unable to meet Max's eyes.
Was it because her head felt hot?
She didn't notice.
That the saintess's body, which had been rigorously guarded so no man's hand could touch it, now freely welcomed Max's hand.
That she herself was now feeling Max's touch.
That the experience in the illusion was slowly changing Eirin.
Eirin didn't know.
"O-okay."
Right now, she was excited just imagining this deviation.
"So be careful on your way back. You absolutely can't let it get found out."
"Yes."
Eirin nodded at Max's voice, whispering softly like a demon's temptation.
"Just wash up and go."
"Ah, thank you."
"And there are a few holy knights watching outside, so be careful."
"Yes."
Eirin took the priestess robes and entered the shower room again to wash her body.
Her expression was blank, as if her mind had been entranced.
Eirin, now back in her priestess robes, exchanged greetings and left.
As soon as she stepped outside, holy knights and priests swarmed to her side.
He observed the expression on her face as she was escorted.
A distorted face from the excitement of deceiving others, guilt, and a sense of betrayal.
She couldn't hide her flushed face, but no one dared question it.
That was the saintess's position.
A place where no one could easily speak to her.
"This should satisfy her for a while."
An illusion of having sex with a demon in the church.
Her desires must have built up quite a bit.
He had played along, but inwardly, he was a bit flustered.
Honestly, who wouldn't be surprised that the saintess's desire was to have sex with a demon?
He thought it was because she was always confined, accumulating desires.
A saintess under constant watch probably couldn't even masturbate freely.
If she couldn't, they would build up inevitably.
So he drew the lewd mark to help her relieve her pent-up desires.
Even without coming here specifically.
He packed in elements to excite her with the thrill of deceiving others.
A lewd mark.
'Even I think I did a great job.'
Engraving something a saintess must never have on her lower belly and ordering her not to let it get found out.
Eirin had left with a flushed face, seemingly excited just by that.
'It won't get found out.'
He had told her not to let it get discovered, but even if she undressed, ordinary priests wouldn't notice.
It looked like a lewd mark, but it was a bona fide magic circle.
One with a light perception distortion effect applied.
Unless it was the Pope, no one would realize a spell resembling a lewd mark was drawn on her lower belly.
But Eirin doesn't know.
That's what makes it fun.
He hoped she would enjoy the thrill of not knowing when it might get found out and relieve herself.
He was someone who relieved desires.
He didn't want her to fall to ruin.
That would be troublesome.
Losing a customer was one thing, but he might lose his life too.
It was like a mafia game without any mafia.
Picking out mafia while not knowing where they are, but actually a safe game with no mafia.
'I hope she enjoys it and reduces her desire to have sex with demons.'
By the way.
"Where the hell did Master go?"