Chapter 334

There was no longer any reason to hesitate.

I stood up and immediately approached the Lady Virgin Saint. My actions, spurred on by intoxication, were unhesitating. Wasn’t tempting food right in front of me?

Reto’s words came to mind once again.

He had said that overturning a fully set table wasn’t proper etiquette, hadn’t he?

It was indeed an undeniable truth.

However, even amidst her drunken state, the Lady Virgin Saint remained the Lady Virgin Saint.

She seemed more confused by my sudden change in attitude. Every step I took closer, the Lady Virgin Saint’s body quivered.

The Lady Virgin Saint glanced hesitantly in my direction before timidly asking.

“D-Do you really… Huuuh?”

Of course, it was a question that didn’t need to be asked.

Without hesitation, my hand grabbed her breast. Instantly, the Lady Virgin Saint let out a muffled m*an.

I had always been sincere—only managing to suppress it through the strength of reason until now.

The Lady Virgin Saint was beautiful.

Moreover, she possessed an allure beyond that beauty.

Any man would inevitably feel desire.

At first, I did feel some guilt.

Back then, I didn’t share any form of relationship with her. Let alone for one to lust after the Lady Virgin Saint of the Heavenly Deity Sect—a grave sin deserving divine punishment.

Since then, however, our paths did cross.

Even so, I had to console myself numerous times. The closer I came to her, the more I despised my inability to reciprocate her faith in me.

How dare I act this way, I negated it countless times. Yet, the emotions that bubbled up every time she approached me were impossible to erase entirely. How much did she mock me over it?

But now, it was the Lady Virgin Saint herself pleading.

She asked me to tease her purity, to assault her as I pleased.

How could a man bear it?

I indulged in the rare sensation of her supple and plump figure. The soft, springy feel continued to astonish me.

Senior Delphine’s bosom was impressive, but the Lady Virgin Saint surpassed her.

Indeed, befitting as the source of divine power.

In my drunken state, I rambled absurdly as I continued squeezing her chest. With each press, the Lady Virgin Saint let out a breathy sigh.

“Hmmh… Haa… Ahh, Hmm…”

The only downside was that she kept her head bowed, making it hard to see her expression.

All I could do was guess from the sweet gasps that mingled occasionally that she wasn’t entirely opposed.

How ironic.

After spending just one night with Senior Delphine, I found myself analyzing the reactions of another woman.

Men, truly, were self-delusional fools.

Just then, a question arose, leading me to ask the Lady Virgin Saint.

“Really, for sure?”

“Huuuh, Haa… Wh-What… Huuuuh?! ”

With a slightly forceful press, her reactions seemed to improve.

It was an important question, so I had to ask her again.

“You said it’s fine to do whatever I want.”

“Huh? Ah, wait! Hmmph?!?”

Only now realizing the implications of her words, the Lady Virgin Saint shivered. Her head lifted in surprise, her pretty pink eyes full of embarrassment as she stared at me.

She seemed too flustered to even focus.

“Th-That, th-that is… Hmmph?!?”

She tried to find an excuse, but her disadvantage was already exposed.

I now understood the perfect method to completely dominate the Lady Virgin Saint.

All I had to do was grab her bosom.

It was a highly effective approach, and most importantly, it felt great.

It certainly was an excellent option.

For the first time, I used a casual tone with the Lady Virgin Saint.

“Is this real, or not?”

As I firmly kneaded her chest, the Lady Virgin Saint finally surrendered.

It was just as my hand was about to pinch her raised peak.

“Yes, it’s real!”

It was a breathless answer.

Breathing heavily, she gazed at me with an aching look.

Truthfully, her sanity was already fractured.

She drank heavily, and unexpectedly, her chest was being fondled by a foreign man. Naturally, this was bound to happen.

“Yes, for real, you can do it…”

I was overwhelmed by the sorrow in her eyes.

Uncertain what to do, my hand moved toward her cheek.

There, traces of her past crying still lingered. Without much thought, I wiped away her tear stains.

When I looked at her face, my gaze lingered on her captivating lips.

Come to think of it, wasn’t it similar to the night with Senior Delphine?

Having drinks, getting excited unexpectedly, succumbing to temptation, and then kissing.

And then tongues, and from that moment, everything began.

Would I spend the night with someone once again?

This time not with Senior Delphine, but with another woman.

Silently, the Lady Virgin Saint looked at me, then suddenly bit my finger.

It was an unexpected reaction.

I was startled and tried to pull my finger away, but the Lady Virgin Saint began to earnestly s*ck on my index finger.

With a wet sound, she sucked my finger, then her lips pressed against mine, and her tongue intertwined with mine passionately.

This behavior driven by instinct was even more stimulating.

The Lady Virgin Saint’s pink eyes brimmed with undulating desire as she gazed at me.

For a while, she licked my finger with intense focus before releasing it with a hot breath.

The cool wind brushed against my moist finger.

It felt as if the time spent enclosed in the warm mucosa had already turned into a dream.

“…Do whatever you like, Ian.”

My hand gripped the Lady Virgin Saint’s shoulder urgently. I tried to calm my rapid urges and took a shaky breath.

“But we might get into serious trouble.”

It was the last ounce of restraint I had left.

Against my immediate urge to throw her down, I held myself back and seriously told her.

“You’re the Lady Virgin Saint of the Heavenly Deity Sect… Once we start, there’s no going back.”

Moreover, I didn’t even have the intention to stop.

We didn’t even know how our relationship would develop thereafter.

If the Lady Virgin Saint loses her purity?

This isn’t a trivial matter. Though she’s a woman and love isn’t a sin, it’s inevitable that she’d be dismissed from her position as the Lady Virgin Saint.

Being a ‘Lady Virgin Saint’ is a symbol. If its value is tarnished, a substitution would undoubtedly be sought.

This would mean the abandonment of her dreams.

Hadn’t she said that she wished to create a world for orphans and the vulnerable?

This wasn’t a dream that could be achieved through personal service. Without mobilizing the state and society, its common realization would be impossible.

Could I, with audacity, shatter that dream?

This decision entailed taking a woman’s integrity, purity, and future. My hesitation stemmed from the immense pressure of it all.

To embrace the Lady Virgin Saint entailed such complicated considerations.

This wasn’t the same sort of casual fling as with Senior Delphine.

In a rational state of mind, we should stop.

But still, why are we doing this?

It’s nothing but the magic of alcohol and the night.

And it seems this magic isn’t over yet.

The Lady Virgin Saint flashed a sorrowful smile.

“I’m alright.”

Her words carried two implications.

First, literally, she had mentally prepared herself.

Second, it was a counter-question.

I’m fine, but what about you? That silent question pierced my heart.

What about it?

In response, I reached out to her without words. Pulling her waist tightly, I enjoyed the sensation and fragrance of her figure.

With my remaining hand, I gripped her jaw. As I admired her slow-closing pink eyes, just before the kiss.

A loud shout came from outside the tent.

“Intruder!”

In response to this sudden warning, my body tensed.

Likewise, the Lady Virgin Saint looked bewildered, quickly adjusting her clothing. I immediately scanned the surroundings.

It was a brief commotion.

The sound of soldiers rushing and searching around could be heard. A shadow passed by my tent.

It was suspicious for anyone to overlook.

Without hesitating, I rushed out of the tent. My hand was already holding an axe.

Where are you? Where?

I closed my eyes, focusing my mind, following the lingering vibes, moving a little to the side.

My strike was lightning-fast.

A loud thud resounded as the axe was driven into the frozen ground. The frozen terrain shattered violently, splashing dirt everywhere.

From the rubble came a faint scream.

“Kyaa… Kyaaaaaaaaaahh!”

With my hand resting on my sword’s hilt, I launched myself forward and immediately hesitated.

Between the tents, hidden in the darkness, was a kneeling girl with dark green hair.

A face I was all too familiar with.

The Fifth Imperial Princess, Shi-en.

Her slightly terrified gaze was directed at me.

“…Your Highness Princess?”

For a second, I was stunned.

Then I rapidly approached the princess, checking her for injuries. Even if she seemed insignificant, the bloodline of the Imperial Court meant that any harm could have serious consequences.

Fortunately, the princess merely sat on her bottom with no visible injuries.

The girl, with a quivering voice, began complaining to me.

“Sir Ian… I saw… suspicious shadow near the tent… I was scared, so I came to find Sir Ian… Hmmh… Hmmph…”

Therefore, she came looking for me.

In doing so, she was mistaken for an intruder and narrowly escaped being hit by my axe. It was certainly heartbreaking.

I sighed in relief and gently patted the princess’s shoulder.

“Don’t worry, Your Highness. This will be settled soon. Most likely, it’s the elves conducting reconnaissance on our camp…”

After calming her for some time, the situation finally settled, and the princess ceased her crying.

By then, the lighting in my tent was already off and had grown dim.

The Lady Virgin Saint must have gone back by now. It would be rather troublesome if anyone found her in my tent.

I let out a sigh and irritably raked my hair.

Ah, the mood was good just a moment ago.

On the other hand, reconsidering, it was fortunate that I managed to withdraw from such an impulsive decision.

For me, yes, but the Lady Virgin Saint had far too much to lose.

Anyway, there would be many more opportunities to converse with her in the future.

Just as I was about to turn my thoughts, something unexpected caught my eye.

Not far from where the princess sat, there was a fallen handkerchief.

Frowning slightly, I extended my hand.

On closer inspection, it was a familiar item.

“…This is my handkerchief.”

I always carried a single handkerchief tucked in me for noble decorum.

The only issue, though, was that I always kept spare handkerchiefs in my quarters.

Even today, it was in the tent, wasn’t it?

Could I have accidentally dropped it while drinking?

Quietly tucking the handkerchief into my bosom, I gazed at the moon.

Just before kissing the Lady Virgin Saint, an intruder appeared.

The disturbance was quickly quelled, and the handkerchief that was supposed to be inside my tent was now outside.

Drunken and lost in thought, I muttered to myself.

“This is strange…”

This was the moment Neoris Senior was needed.