The Half-Puny Priest Hopes To Retire

202 – Black Rose

Go back in time a little, to the time when Abigail and Lazys were having a wild night.

Beltane, left in the room alone with the saint, was in extreme agony.

”Ugh…!”

She fumbled with a long ruler around her navigation, and the occasional twitching movements of her body seemed quite unnatural at first glance.

Two eyes quietly closed. A furrowed eyebrow.

No matter where or how I looked, it was the behavior of a person looking back on vague memories.

The mood created by the quivering lips and ungainly disheveled expression was typical of someone shuddering from a nightmare they wanted to forget.

”Definitely this much…”

The finger that was measuring the unknown gap suddenly stopped.

Gulp.

Immediately after that, Beltane’s voice of astonishment, which she inadvertently recited, spread far more widely around her than she had imagined, thanks to the quiet silence unique to the night air.

How long has it been like that?

”Phew…”

Belle Thane, who had managed to regain her composition by taking a deep breath, ended her short wandering.

A ruler with red gold lacquer engraved on a specific length.

Beltane held it with her fingertips as if she were holding some kind of unholy chalice and carefully walked towards the saintess who was sleeping soundly in her bed.

The sight of the saintly woman in a peaceful sleep, with her her body her curled up like a kitten, was always beautiful and lovely.

Normally, Beltane would have watched such a scene until dawn, but now there was something she had to check, so she desperately suppressed her desire by biting her lower lip.

”I’m sorry. Wellna. Well, it only takes a moment…”

”Umm…”

The sense of immorality of touching the body of an innocent girl.

Her sense of duty that all this is for her.

Two completely different emotions were intertwined for a while.

Beltane’s hand her her her, which had been hovering in the air for a while while holding her her ruler her her her, slowly reached the saint’s abdomen.

”Huh, huh! Eup·····!”

A terrifying breath suddenly escaped.

If she had not quickly covered her mouth, it would have been a garbled scream, and it clearly reflected her current state of shock.

Although she is a bit smaller than her peers, she is a full-fledged 16-year-old adult.

In this system, where people prepare for marriage as early as around the age of 14, she was at an age that would not be strange to call her marriageable age.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Beltane, who was not sure how long the saint and the Reijis would have to be together to keep the saint’s spirit intact, chose to marry her as a way to hold the two together for eternity.

After much deliberation, Bel Thane concluded that although she could not give a man of her own worth even if dirt got into her eyes her her, she could trust and entrust her younger brother her to Reisis, who is the most responsible man she has ever seen. Because it was

Currently, in Beltane’s mind, there are saints and Raises who will get married and start a family in the distant future.

And the image of himself assisting them with their every move flickered like a mirage.

At first, she wanted to have a daughter who looked exactly like her younger brother, but recently she thought that a son who looked like him wouldn’t be so bad.

No, actually, the gender of her child didn’t matter.

It was clear that as long as the saint and the Reiji were to form a relationship, supreme happiness would unfold in the future.

But Belle Thane’s hopeful thoughts were all too easily crushed by the cruel reality before her eyes.

”Three, oh my…”

If her memories of her from before she were accurate, the reiss that had reached just below her navel her her her she were ridiculously reaching into places that should not have touched her saintly woman’s small body her her her of.

Due to the fear at the time, it was quite possible that the size was significantly inflated compared to what Beltane actually experienced.

Even if the area was only half of what was assumed, it was clear that sleeping with him would be a significant burden for the saint whose body was not yet fully healed.

For Beltane, who thought everything would proceed smoothly if the Raiges’ self-control was broken even once, it was a truly dizzying situation in which the entire premise of the plan had gone wrong.

The warrior’s emotional state has been unusual recently.

If things go on like this and the Reijis end up completely bonded with the hero…

”Oh, no…!”

Just imagining the future for a moment made my body boil with heat and my heart ached.

An overly pessimistic way of thinking. It may have been a so-called unnecessary worry.

However, the worst case scenario that can be assumed is more likely to erode thinking than optimistic hope.

A face as colorful as maple leaves falling on a fall day.

A sound of exasperated breathing that occasionally escapes between tightly clenched lower lips.

Beltane himself did not seem to realize that the sight of her desperately clutching her soft breasts like a water balloon reminded her of a girl struggling with jealousy.

”Now that it’s like this, I’ll be Welna’s surrogate mother with Priest Raiges…”

Beltane, who had raised her body out of breath, was about to reach a conclusion that she would never have imagined if she were her usual self.

It had been a long time since the accidental accident between the parties involved brought her body into contact with the reluctant Reijis.

However, no matter how unconscious she was, since her virginity and virginity she had exchanged their first memories of her, it was inevitable that bitter resentment would arise between them.

At one point, that carnal desire that was sticky under her her skin she actually had a huge influence on Raiges’ reason her.

Beltane didn’t try to show it, but her situation wasn’t much different.

Jiying.

”Ugh…!”

Every time the incident of that day suddenly appears in her mind, the stigmata on her lower abdomen her her her throbs unbearably.

The maddening heat, which could not be completely subsided by her faithful prayers her or her cold water her her her, was slowly but surely eating away at Beltane’s her reason her her her her.

After that day, she was the reason why Beltane was unable to look directly at Reisis’s face.

If I looked into his eyes and recalled the scene of that day again, I subconsciously felt that this hot fire that had engulfed my mind and body would spread uncontrollably.

Beltane sometimes missed the old days when it was thought that a nun who had never once set foot on the wrong path in her life, but fell into the abyss of lust due to a moment’s carelessness, was nothing more than a common subject for talentless writers of adult stories.

Jump up!

”·····!”

It was right then.

The saint who was sleeping soundly woke up.

”I’m sorry! Wellna! Her older sister was very noisy … ”

Her pupils were so dilated that it was hard to believe she had been asleep just a moment ago.

The murderous gaze that had been staring out her window for a while soon shifted towards the ring entangled on the ring finger of the saint’s own left hand.

Sigh.

Finally, the saint brought her ring finger to my ear.

Among her pure white hair her, her rabbit-like ears her, her she stood erect, as if receiving an unknown wave from beyond the ring.

”Well?”

”Sister. Be quiet.”

”·····!”

A cool voice that ruthlessly cut into pieces the words that had been muttered with difficulty.

Beltane mustered up the courage to look at the saintess’s face to see what kind of face she was making now.

Such an attempt was helplessly blocked by a curtain of dark clouds that obscured the moonlight.

◈◈◈

”It’s still not working…”

Dauna unconsciously expressed her annoyance by tapping the pen in her hand on her desk.

In front of her, a crystal ball-shaped magic tool covered in cracks was crackling like a broken TV.

A magic tool for exploration that shows the person the person who infused magic wants to see right now.

The fact that the motive for creating this was purely to stalk Raiges was a fact that only Dauna knew within the hero party.

Of course, it breaks down very often and causes severe misunderstandings every time it is used. By now, it has long been reduced to nothing more than a neglected area.

The effort it took to make it was so much work that I couldn’t put the Chamai Ma tool down from her hands.

Moreover, cleaning her magic tools when she was feeling uneasy was a habit she had carried with her since her academy days.

These days, Reisis, who has been in love with her since her school days, is giving off a strange vibe with the hero.

Downa’s heart hasn’t had a single day.

”Phew…”

I had heard everything about the situation between the hero and Reijis from her partner, Reijis.

Therefore, she was able to understand the hero’s actions of showing affection to Reisis at all times.

However, as a human being, there are things that her mind can understand, but her heart cannot accept.

‘There is a high probability that the hero’s affection for Lowville is a way of expressing paternal love towards the person who raised him… Moreover, Rowville has a strong tendency not to view women with a large age difference as the opposite s*x, even if they are adults. So, if you leave her alone for a while, she will fall out of the Hero side… Not like cancer…’

No matter how hard I tried to look away from her, her reality, I couldn’t help but feel a dark jealousy growing in a corner of her heart.

”Phew… Lowville…”

At that very moment, a sad voice was shed inadvertently.

Crackling. Jijijik.

Just as rainwater seeps into the dry earth, the magical tools soaked in the moist melody spread a brilliant light across the world.

”Huh…?”

At that moment, the color of the rose bud that bloomed in her thoughts that she was black.

It was a gloomy, dreadful black of despair and pessimism.