Chapter 76
Marian had formed a strategic alliance with Jena. "This... is a dick?"
Karen stared blankly at my cock. Thanks to playing with her pussy earlier, it was already fully aroused. Even as she gazed in shock at my dick—easily as big as her face—she couldn't hide her innate curiosity.
To satisfy her intellectual curiosity, I began explaining my cock to her.
"You're right that there's a hole for peeing, but that's not its only purpose."
"Huh...? Then what do you use it for?"
"For pleasure, and for making babies."
"...No, babies are brought by the universe, aren't they?"
"That's a lie too."
Her pupils shook at my firm words. It seemed the old folks from the Magic Tower had filled her head with their half-assed sex ed, and she'd taken it seriously.
Karen swallowed hard and tentatively reached out toward my cock. But she paused mid-air, glancing up at me shyly.
"C-Can I touch it?"
Seeing her ask permission like that, I felt a strange sense of pride—my education wasn't for nothing, after all.
"Of course."
"Hmm..."
Karen started fiddling with my cock in fascination, and her small hand felt refreshingly cool, so I enjoyed the sensation.
"I-It moved?"
She yanked her hand back in surprise when my cock twitched. Her tone made it sound like it wasn't supposed to be alive or something.
"Isn't it normal for limbs to move?"
"Ah..."
She went blank at my words, then resumed staring at my cock like she was observing a specimen.
"S-So how do you make a baby with this? Wait, is this related to sex?"
Finally remembering her original question, Karen tossed it back at me.
I nodded lightly and pushed things forward.
"When you have sex, a baby can be made."
"What?"
"Don't worry. It doesn't always happen."
Karen let out a sigh of relief and patted her chest. She accidentally brushed her nipple, twitching in surprise—the sight was too good to keep to myself.
'Of course, I'm not the only one watching.'
I smirked at the tiny soul projection floating in the air.
**
"Agh! You're late, you slowpoke holy knight!"
"What?"
Jena, galloping hard, snapped at the voice of Saintess Marian coming from behind. Marian had been slumped like she was asleep the moment they mounted, but now she was suddenly urging her on—naturally, Jena wasn't thrilled.
"If you're so pissed, ride your own damn horse!"
Fuming, Jena reined in her horse and yelled back at Marian.
Jena wanted to reach the Hero as fast as possible too. Riding Talion, the one the Hero had left at the palace, would be quickest, but the beast fled at the sight of her. Talion was still affectionate toward Marian, but the problem was she didn't know how to ride.
In the end, Jena was Marian's only option, which was why they were sharing a single horse.
"Sorry. I got a bit excited there."
The saintess apologized to Jena, who had already stopped in her impatience. It was the only way to get to the Hero quickly.
"Ha? If apologies fixed everything, why do murders happen?"
"...Jena. You're not in a position to slack off either, are you?"
Jena parroted what the Hero had once said to her, and Marian shot back without missing a beat.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you hate other women clinging to the Hero?"
"..."
Jena had no comeback. She didn't dare claim ownership over the Hero, but she did hate seeing other bitches hovering around him.
"So what does rushing have to do with that?"
"Everything. The Magic Tower witch is seducing him right now."
"Karen Cross? Her?"
Jena gawked at the saintess. The Karen she knew lacked any human warmth and wouldn't give a damn about men.
"Don't talk nonsense, Marian. A saintess stirring up trouble like this?"
"Don't come crying later."
Jena started feeling uneasy at Marian's confident declaration. Come to think of it, the Hero was manly enough to catch even Karen's interest, overflowing with charisma.
"How would you know, stuck in the capital?"
"...A divine oracle came down."
In her haste, Marian even dragged the goddess into it to convince Jena. She felt a twinge of guilt, but right now, nothing mattered more than reaching the Hero fast.
Of course, Marian hadn't always hated the Hero being with other women. She'd even gotten off watching him fuck them, her perverted tastes fully awakened.
But human hearts are fickle. Watching makes you want to join in; doing it makes you hate sharing. That was Marian and Jena right now.
Plus, Marian felt a pang of deprivation seeing the Hero casually fuck other women while leaving her out.
'I met him first.'
Technically Jena had seen him sooner, but whatever—they'd already been intimate.
"Jena. We're strategic allies for now."
"Hmph."
Jena grunted at the proposal. Forming a shady alliance behind the Hero's back felt off, but it was tempting.
'I'm way better than Marian anyway.'
She figured that as Marian extended her hand. Otherwise, Talion wouldn't still be sweet on her.
As holy knight captain, Jena was no slouch strategically. Facing the unmeasurable Karen was riskier than dealing with the relatively easier Marian.
"Fine."
"What are you doing? Hurry up and ride!"
At Marian's urging, Jena whipped the horse into a gallop, and the two sped toward the dwarf city.
'The saddle feels kinda wet...?'
As Jena pondered that, Marian slumped again like she was dozing off.
**
Confirming Jena had started riding, Marian focused her mind on the soul projection attached to the Hero's body. Her original body's awareness faded, and soon she saw the Hero and Karen.
"You put the dick in the pussy. That's sex."
"...Th-That fits in here?"
Karen responded in shock to the Hero's words. She meant it innocently, but to Marian—already pissed off—it all looked like cheap theatrics.
'Why not me...'
The familiar deprivation hit, but Marian had no intention of stopping her peeping. She wanted to do it with him herself, sure, but watching him with another woman turned her on just as much.
"Don't worry. A bit of pain comes first, then the real pleasure."
Marian felt a strange envy at the Hero reassuring Karen. Having spied on him so often, she knew he got a little gentler during sex.
"Okay. I'll endure it, Hero."
Karen replied, and the Hero began rubbing his cock against her tiny body. Just as Marian was getting into it...
Her eyes caught another figure peeping on the Hero and Karen, just like her.
'What's that?'
Marian scowled at the eyes peering through the window.
It was getting good, but she needed to ID the intruder to relax.
'That pretty dwarf?'
Confirming the identity of the one phasing through the wall, Marian bit her lip hard. It was the dwarf blacksmith girl the Hero had entrusted his weapon to—a tiny thing hard to believe was a dwarf, peeking in with a tense expression.
'Not a pervert, so why spy on someone else's room!'
Marian inwardly cursed the dwarf, ignoring her own hypocrisy.
'Ride! Faster, Jena! Karen's not the only problem!'
Muttering to herself, Marian turned back to watch the Hero and Karen.