Chapter 208 - Mixing Together – And Inside the Church (See It With Your Own Eyes☆)
A viscous liquid sloshed rhythmically. Opening my eyes, two white mounds heaved like bursting bubbles. With each rise and fall, a pleasant wave surged from my groin, spreading until it melted my brain with bliss. I reached for the twin mounds. The moment I touched them, a soft whimper echoed. So large, so soft. They caved in easily if I squeezed, but returned to their original shape when I released—fantastic elasticity.
"Nnkhu…"
The owner of the mounds gasped in time with my movements. Many woman have chests as large as these—Maira, Laxelle, Celia—but this felt different. Perfect breasts, a slender waist, a beautifully feminine form. Straddling me, her lower lips were tight around my cock, their walls fluttering as she ground herself against me. Each time she moved her hips, the mixed fluids—a blend of my semen and her own juices—made subtle, wet sounds.
"Aren't... you awake yet?"
Her voice wasn't the only thing flushed. Her cheeks, shoulders, collarbone—her entire body was stained crimson and glistened. A dazed, Blissful expression drew closer, lost in pleasure. Blue eyes, flecked with gold, framed crimson lashes. A straight, high nose sat above her white skin; a second glance revealed faint freckles dusting her cheeks. Her braided hair, carelessly tied back, spilled over her shoulders. And above all, her full, ruby lips. Impatient, I lifted my head to claim them, but she evaded me, pulling away with a faint smile playing on those lips.
"Wh-why...?"
Thinking I was being teased, I reached to pull her closer. But just then, she seized my head and kissed me fiercely. Her tongue probed, parting my lips as something slick entered my mouth. I tried to catch it with my own tongue, to intertwine and savor, but too much saliva flooded in. A sweet, body-melting liquid. I swallowed it down. She released my lips, her fingers brushing against my cheek.
"Mash-sama... I've dreamed of the day I could do this with you..."
A smile graced her face.
"Lisha..."
Straddling me, moving her hips—this was Elisha, High Priestess of Migul's Grand Temple. Unable to endure her relentless rhythm, I erupted inside her.
After the climax, I regained some composure and surveyed my surroundings. We were in what seemed to be a room. Now that the act was over, a slight chill prickled my skin. No windows offered light, so time was indeterminable. Candles lined the bed, illuminating us. The amount of wax that had dripped indicated we had been connected for quite some time.
"Why exactly?"
"Don't you understand? It's Bedchamber Art."
Elisha responded.
"The Circle of Life? That practice of nurturing one's health through sexual union? I thought ejaculation was a no-go?"
Back in my original world, such things were dubious folklore. Never having experienced it, I imagined the method to be some erotic fantasy. As she shifted her hips, a squelch echoed as my semen and her juices mingled within her. Despite releasing a considerable amount inside her, I remained stubbornly erect, still craving the pleasure of thrusting deeper into her heat.
"Releasing semen isn't a problem. Feel free to fill me as much as you like. Our magical energies circulate and amplify through such contact—"
She traced along my ribs, brushing over the spot where the arrow had struck. The scar was gone, healed cleanly. That reminded me of the battle at Crystal Garden. Being with Elisha like this meant I had been taken to the church. They had said that, having lost the cathedral, they were temporarily situated in a church within human-controlled territory. It should be close to where I fought.
I tried to leap up but she pinned me down.
"Fam..."
"She is fine. She should be sleeping in another room. Or, perhaps she's already awake."
"Surely, not her as well—not that kind of thing."
Elisha laughed at the tone in my voice.
"Bedchamber Arts are not a church doctrine. This is my personal practice. I only ever do this with you, Mash-sama."
She moved her hips again. A wave of pleasure spread, and I could feel my cock regaining strength.
"Has Elisha been using this to recover my energy all along?"
"Did I not say it was solely for Mash-sama?" she smirked.
I wanted to ask how she developed this skill, but hesitated.
``Priests and priestesses are said to dedicate their bodies and souls to God, men as virgins, women as maidens.``
"Then am I, and Maira who serves you, no longer qualified as priests and priestesses?"
"..."
"So you actually preferred a virgin?"
The way she asked implied she wasn't my first.
"Honestly, yes. But..."
Images of Cecily and Aira surfaced. How should I classify them? Thinking about it stirred a feeling akin to jealousy, but they were still them—complete with their experiences with other men. Still, if Aira found another guy at the magic academy, I'd never forgive her.
"...What's done is done."
Her face soured at my words, then forced a smile over it.
"My first was my father."
"The way you say that implies there were others, right?"
"te-There haven't been! Only him and you have held me!"
She denied it in a slightly flustered tone. She was the same age as Maira, seated as the Archbishop. Visions of her with powerful figures or bishops holding voting rights swirled, but prying too deep would be unwise.
"Is that your real father? A blood connection? Not just some da-..."
While trying to word it delicately, I chose to instead ask if he was her true, biological father.
"I don't understand this 'dquipment' you speak of, but yes, he is my real father."
She muttered hesitantly.
"That's hot! I wanna try that sometime!"
"What are you saying?!"
Her voice was slightly stiff, as if annoyed, but she quickly softened her expression. "You're only saying that to soothe me..."
If a girl like Elisha was shaking her breasts at me, even as a parent, I'd probably feel something, but remained silent. I shouldn't corrupt Fami, but somehow, I'd be okay having a child with Mizuki. It was because of our recent argument over Mizuki shouting, "I'm a daddy's girl!"
It wasn’t serious. Just a fleeting thought. Tell yourself that.
But why did daddy's girls keep appearing one after another? I was tempted to be suspicious, but they were saying things they didn't need to. Were they protecting something with the impact of their words, diverting from the hidden core?
"In my world, incest was forbidden, but is it normal here?"
I hesitated to ask the grim-faced Elisha, but she was the only one to ask.
"No, it is not normal. The church teaches that such acts with parents or siblings are taboo. It is said the policy was originally brought in by those from another world. Mash-sama seems to share the same values, so that must be true. But amongst those of stature, such as the nobility, it is common to continue the bloodline through such acts."
The medical reason that recessive genes become more prominent did not seem widespread here.
"Is Elisha like that too?"
She shook her head.
"My father did not embrace me to leave behind a child."
The conversation turned grave. My cock, still inside her, was still insistent, but a pang of guilt washed over me.
"Were they in love?"
"Not that either. I hated my father. He said he did it to teach me Bedchamber Arts, but I believe he simply needed an outlet for his lust."
"..."
Words failed me. I hesitated whether I should even move my hips again.
"But my father's teachings were correct. Every night, my father pinned me down and educated me as a man, making me understand what it means to be a woman. Now, I am connected like this with the hero Racshell-sama sent. I can feel your arousal through the magic that flows through your body."
"Did you understand what it means to be a woman?"
"Yes. I know the joy of being connected with Mash-sama like this."
She flushed again.
I changed positions. Elisha went below, and I moved on top. A messy mix of semen and juices dripped from her slit. It trickled down her backside, onto the bed. I couldn't believe I had released that much. `I must be Hyakka's past life`, I thought.
"To be honest, I came inside your womb four times even while you were sleeping."
She said with a hint of apology.
"I-is that so?"
Even with repeated ejaculations, that amount should have dwindled. Even with Cecily's performance enhancers, I had never come that much.
I hated the idea of her being with other men before me, but my pulsing, throbbing cock was like a transcripts of days withholding masturbation and sex.
I positioned my cock at her entrance. Elisha arched her back, eager to connect. And unable to wait any longer, she lowered her hips, trying to swallow me whole.
"Mash-sama, have you ever consciously focused on the flow of magic within you?"
I answered that I had learned it from Mariant.
"Then direct the magic into the point of contact. After it spreads throughout your body, return it to me. I will refine it within me and pour magic back into you. That way, we create a circuit of magic."
"A circuit of magic... that is Bedchamber Arts?"
"Exactly. I was surprised you called it the Circle of Life earlier. Are you all-seeing?"
She gazed at me with adoration, then slowly closed her eyes. I crushed her lips in a kiss, thrusting into her heat. A warm embrace enveloped me, followed by an indescribable wave of pleasure.
"Ah, ah... Mash-sama..."
She writhed, breaking the kiss. I pursued her lips, and hammered into her. NNngh, nnngh, nnngh, nnngh.
She undulated in time with my rhythm, each movement flushing me with pleasure. My body filled with warmth. Desperately seeking her lips, I twined our tongues, returning that arousal along with her saliva and savoring the taste.
"M-Mash-sama..."
"What is it?"
"Let's reverse it. Pour your magic into me from your shaft. I will return it through our kiss."
"...Did I make you uncomfortable?"
"N-No, not at all! That's just what I want you to do to me."
She bit my earlobe. Then, sliding her lips across my cheek, she pressed them to mine. I could not resist her teasing movements, probing her with short, teasing thrusts.
"Aaah."
She moaned in a sweet, mature voice. I thrust again and again just to hear that sound. "Mash-sama. I too, wish to travel with you like Maira."
She nipped at my lower lip with the tip of her rolled and hardened tongue, Welshing my mouth. The brain melted from that extremely sensual manipulation of the tongue. I grabbed her breasts, pistoning into her like a battering ram. Magic surged through my body again and again, pouring into her then back into me. Repeating it again and again, a circle of pleasure was created, a strange sensation of becoming one with her.
"Elisha..."
"Mash, come for me, pour all of you inside me!"
I'd already reached my limit. I sheathed myself as deeply as I could, spurting semen into her depths.
"I-I'm CUMMING────!"
Even though it was my however manyth climax, my cock still pulsed violently, spewing out semen. She embraced me tightly, interlocking her legs.
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CHAPER 209---
Our heavy breathing gradually calmed. I wanted to fall asleep buried in Elisha's chest like this. I reached for her.
"Mash-sama..."
Elisha stirred restlessly.
"Drop the honorifics. You can call me Mash. And relax your speech."
"That is impossible. I must uphold Mash-sama, sent by Racshell-sama."
"Elisha, the only things that need to be stiff are the nipples and breasts."
"...Mash-sama?"
She tilted her head. My joke fell completely flat.
I regret saying such useless things like I did to Fam and the others. I buried my face in her cleavage to hide my embarrassment.
"Mash-sama, are you going to sleep like that?"
She asked, making me realize I was forgetting something.
"Come to think of it, what time is it?"
"I imagine the sun has risen."
"Why did Elisha and I have sex in the first place?"
I lifted my head from her chest. Reluctant to let go entirely, I traced her large areolae and teased her nipples.
"Last night, you were injured in the battle in Crystal Garden. And you were carried to the church with Fam."
When Takemura and Komachi were chasing SamAIM, me and Fam were shot by the elf man Clovis Leafclout's bow. And Racshell retaliated, but that person's special skill blocked it. That person's special skill also blocked the charm effect of Racshell. If I could make those guys my allies, I could ask Racshell a critical question. I might be able to find out why we were summoned. Racshell was also sealed from telling the truth, but lifting the restriction on one side would be a major step.
Let’s get back to last night's events.
"So, Fam is unharmed?"
"Yes, I healed both you and Fam. However, your magic was exhausted, and you did not awaken."
"So, Bedchamber Arts?"
She nodded.
"The heads of the Four Houses may be coming soon. They wish to interrogate you regarding last night's incident. It was necessary to restore your magic quickly."
"Couldn't we have just used magic recovery potions?"
She blushed and averted her eyes.
"I envied Maira. The feelings I spoke of while embracing with Mash-sama were not just said in the throes of passion through divine word(exchanged through mutual understanding between divine individuals)."
"Elisha..."
Saying that, I reached for her cheek. She looked at me with languid eyes.
"Mash-sama, the heads of the Four Houses are here."
Her words snapped me back to reality. I rose and tried to dress, but my body was covered in our fluids. I used laundry magic to clean myself and washed Elisha as well. She was touching her own skin as if amazed.
"So that's why those dog-eared people had such beautiful fur (fur/осков)."
After finishing dressing, she embraced me from behind as I was about to leave the room.
"Mash-sama. May I embrace you again?"
"Elisha. You're already mine."
I lightly kissed her.
As she said, the heads of the four noble families were waiting in the church’s side room. Marianne Wanland of the dog-eared race. Istvan Airally of the human race. Katarzyna Skylott of the dwarves. And Augustus Starunion of the elves. They were seated around a square table. When Elisha and I entered, Marianne stood. Augustus gestured to restrain her as she tried to approach me, then cast Elisha a silent glance.
"This is a church. I will act as I see fit. If you dislike it, please leave. However, Mash-sama will be protected within the church."
"...Understood. However, you are not permitted to speak."
Elisha nodded at Augustus’s words, then sat in a lone chair. I remained standing. At least I wasn’t shackled like last time. Augustus glanced at Istvan and Katarzyna, and they nodded without changing their expressions.
Seeing that, he lowered his hand, which had been stopping Marianne.
"Mash! Fam told me the situation. She said you told her that she should leave the SamAIM business to you. Why didn't you wait for us?!"
"It was an accident. Fam found SamAIM. You might not believe me, but her intuition isn't something to be underestimated. I had to protect SamAIM at all costs."
"Indeed, she seems to possess the ability to discern the truth of the matter through intuition. However... Are you..."
She paused, biting her lip.
"So, you summoned Lady Racshell in the city and brawled with other adventurers?"
Augustus resumed the questioning.
"It wasn't a brawl. They shot arrows at us."
"Did the groom-to-be* provoke the citizens, shoot arrows at those who fled, and claim it was self-defense? He says he was acting in self-defense."
It was Clovis Leafclout, as Petra said. Where did they go? Likely to the Leafclout estate.
"Wait, I heard he testified that he did it in 'self-defense'? Don't you know where they are?"
"I only heard it from members of his household. Their testimonies correspond with the accounts given by those present."
"Damn it! I don’t intend to be hostile anymore. I want to apologize. I need to speak to Clovis."
"That is unnecessary, or rather, impossible. In front of many witnesses, the goddess tried to shoot him. After you went to the church, Knight Commander Istvan deployed the knights to quell the situation and hush it up, but it’s impossible to silence everyone who saw it. They suffered more than you did, now that you almost died."
Augustus said without flinching. They had become enemies of the gods. And from his perspective, he’d been holding a firecracker due to the matter of Marmie's marriage cancellation from the start. He must not want any more trouble developing from this.
"..."
"The Leafclout house is offering to brush over the whole incident this time. They might be included in that. But you must accept it. In short, causing trouble in the city is problematic. Next time, if something happens that disrupts the city's peace, please consider that you cannot stay in Migul. Even if you are Racshell-sama's emissary."
Augustus said to me, but he looked at Elisha.
"Wait. You intend to end the matter with this?"
Istvan, who had been silent throughout the previous Four Houses Council meeting, spoke.
The elderly man. His hair was thin, and the wrinkles carved into his face were deep. However, his cheeks weren't sagging, and his back was straight.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't believe you think I don't understand the situation? The Starunion house is offering their daughter, the Wanland house is offering their head herself, and the Skylott house is offering their granddaughter."
His words made my brow twitch. As Petra said, Katarzyna had intended to offer Petra to me after all. Above the fact that she is more than 50 years old, what is her thinking behind trying to draw me with that figure? And there was no such intention on her side as well. They probably thought of her as someone who is not aristocratic, doesn't have formalness, and is easygoing to get closer to me, but it was too far-fetched.
"Then, they caused an incident in my territory while under the watch of the other three houses' guards as a name of surveillance. What exactly did they intend to do? And what is the intention behind forgiving this without my consent?"
Istvan's words weren't directed at me, but at the other houses.
"..."
Everyone fell silent, unable to answer.
"Istvan-sama, is that alright?"
Elisha raised her hand.
"You should have accepted that you do not have permission to speak by sitting there."
Augustus reproved her.
"Then, I will just monologue until someone speaks."
She put her lightly clenched fist to her mouth and lightly cleared her throat.
"The church will judge that what is done for Mash-sama is what Racshell-sama desires. We are determined to cooperate so that Mash-sama can act as he desires. The city and the borders are irrelevant."
"What about the imperial court's intentions? What about the Demon Kingdom's invasion?"
Istvan frowned.
"The Demon Kingdom? The Imperial Court? There are no borders for God. It doesn't matter which place which of the Four Houses tries to rule. However, this city was different, wasn't it? You can't live without accepting the rule of the empire. And, there were houses that continued to hold the position of regent, using its prestige as a shield for many terms, weren't there? Such titles are meaningless before God."
Elisha declared as she stared at Istvan. She's dangerous, I thought. In comparison to her faith, Maira's ideology was like a child's, still innocent and lovely. And, I didn't see her trying to take this conference to what conclusion.
"You're living in a dream. It's not a unified community. We live among complex power balances. We need to guarantee the city's prosperity and the safety of its citizens."
Istvan looked at her with obvious contempt. Elisha also accepted it and wore a graceful smile.
"The border of the city itself is creating disputes."
"Foolish. Even if that border is erased, other concepts will inevitably be born. That's how people are."
Their argument seemed to continue in parallel forever.
"Wait!"
"I'm sorry I was so reckless to cause this. I'll make sure not to cause any disputes in the city from now on. Please forgive me."
I lowered my head. Silence came again. I slightly raised my face to see what was happening and saw Elisha and Marianne with awkward expressions. I somewhat understood Elisha's expression. It meant that a representative of God shouldn't bow their head casually. I didn't really understand Marianne's expression.
Hearing Augustus's sigh, I raised my head.
"Mash-sama, please tell us your thoughts."
Elisha still hasn't laid down her arms.
"There are no correct answers. It's wrong to be doctrinaire, as it is to be overbearing. However, the world where people live should be governed by the people who live in that area, and they should live by deciding their own rules. Divine governance is too heavy, and there is no one who can hear its voice directly."
"Mash, you shouldn't say anything more than this."
Mariant interrupted my words, which were coming out one after another. She had just dropped her shoulders and sank down, while Istvan, for a moment, had a blank expression as if he had been caught off guard.
"Ultimately, what mission did you receive to come to this world? What is the mission of God? What are you trying to plant in this city?"
Istvan brought up the most difficult question to answer.
"Racshell told me to defeat the demon lord. There should be others who were summoned with the same mission in this world. I’m just looking for them."
"The same as the otherworld heroes before? However, the previous hero defeated the demon lord."
"I need to confirm what this demon lord actually is."
"Confirm? You're different from the heroes so far. If you just made the goddesses appear and listen to them directly, you'd know!"
My answer didn't seem to please them.
"So, to this city?"
"Ah, I’m searching for something that can break their curse, but the church and the elves deemed it impossible."
I turned my gaze to Katarzyna. Maira had said that dwarves were outstanding with technical skills using magic.
"It’s unfortunate, but we can’t do it. The field of engraving magic onto people, last night, the one who fought with Mash-dono..."
So the Leafclout family comes up here too.
The battle last night was inevitably premature. Was it impossible to mend this relationship?
"Ideally, I'd like to live in this city. And to reconcile with them."
"Temporary residency only? Are you saying that seriously?"
Istvan muttered to himself, so I nodded.
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