The Eternal Debauchery's

commencement of ceremony

In the end, Safelia was unable to make me come even after an hour.

I did it to her in every position I could imagine, enjoying her body to the fullest. Within an hour, Safelia had orga*sme eleven times.

Only when the time of the start of the ceremony was near did I decide it was enough.

So, I started my final sprint in the missionary position and fired my seed into him.

When I finished, Safelia almost fainted.

His tattered pants and soft breath echoed in the room. His body trembled repeatedly, as if he had a stroke.

Only after five minutes did Safelia recover enough to open her eyes.

When she looked at me, there were no more tears in her eyes. Instead, there was a complicated and indescribable expression.

Looking down, he saw white semen leaking from his cave and his expression dimmed.

"You're inside, again …"

"I'm sorry." I'm sorry, but my lips curled into a smile. “I can't resist when I'm with a girl as beautiful as you.”

“... If I am pregnant, I should stop being a saint.” Safelia whispered quietly, perhaps to remind me, or perhaps to think that it was a way to escape this torment.

It's not going to happen.I don't want to have children yet, so I always use mana to sterilize my spe*rm after I shoot him. Of course, I won't tell Safelia about it.

"Aren't you going to return your clothes?" ask me while smiling. "The ceremony starts in ten minutes."

Safelia's expression changed. Quickly, he stood up and took his clothes off the ground.

But almost instantly, he realized his clothes were messy, tangled, and filled with almost all kinds of body ca.

Sweat, love juice, m*ani water, tears, even saliva. To be honest, they are unrecognizable.

When Safelia saw the state of her clothes, she was about to cry.

“... How should I wear this? This outfit smells of S3xs, and I don't have time to change other clothes..”.

I sat on the chair and put my hands under my chin. "If you want, I can help you."

Safelia's surprised. He looked at me as if wondering what I was planning.

Eventually, and perhaps because she ran out of options, Safelia lowered her pride and lowered her head.

“... Please.. Church is everything to me.. I cannot lose it...”.

I stared at him for a while before sighing and shaking my head.

"Come here."

Safelia followed my orders and walked towards me doubtfully. When he was in front of me, I stretched out my hand.

"Your face."

When Safelia handed her clothes to me, I said two spells to her. With the first spell, I removed the strange liquid on the clothes, and with the second spell, I also removed the wrinkles.

Unless a slight smell of S3xs comes out of the clothes, you can't find anything wrong with them.

“You will need a way to cover up the strange smell on the clothes,” I reminded Safelia and gave the clothes to her.

But when she reached out her hand to grab it, I pulled it towards me and kissed her lips again.

Safelia was surprised, but maybe because she knew that the resistance was futile, or maybe because I was just helping her, she did not fight this time.

Quite the opposite, after about five seconds, I felt Safelia's body return to heat.

“T-Please, no more... I really can't do it anymore, please..”.

I laughed softly and waved my hand. "Just put your clothes on."

Safelia instinctively nodded. Right now, he looks more like my slave than the saint of the order church.

That's what I want. Slowly, Safelia would develop a kind of Stockholm syndrome towards me, until eventually, she would become my slave both soul and body.

When that happens, the saint of the current order church will no longer exist.

As soon as Safelia put on her clothes, she looked at me earlier with a complicated look and turned around, fleeing from the room. To my surprise, I heard him talking to someone as soon as he left.

“Saints! Where you going? The ceremony is about to begin!"

"I'm sorry, I was consulting something with the goddess and lost the idea of time."

I laughed at hearing that reason. So now I'm a goddess, yeah.

I put on my clothes and left the room as well.I then returned to the hall where the ceremony was to be held.

Coincidentally, Safelia entered at the same time. When she saw me, her face reddened in embarrassment, but she quickly hid it under a dignified face mask.

Then, he proceeded to the altar to begin the ceremony.

Inevitably I wonder how the people in the hall would react if they found out that the saint-looking Saint was currently being filled with my baby juice.

Especially the empress.I was curious about her reaction if she found out that I was having sex with the woman responsible for directing her son's funeral just five minutes before she went up to the altar.

Unfortunately, it's something I wouldn't be happy to see.

When I returned to my chair, Dina looked at me with a frown. “Claus, where are you going? Some people are looking for you.”

“About that, I just greeted a friend.”

"A friend?" Dina's eyes flashed suspiciously. As my sister, she obviously knew I had no male friends.

In other words, that friend is a woman.

However, before he could ask anything, my little sister, Lena, walked towards us.

Then, he jumped into my arms while crying.

“Kakak... Bryan.. D-He is dead... Uaaahhh..

Her tears felt like a knife was piercing my heart. Seeing her cry because the tragedy I caused made me uncomfortable.

Dina is the same. When he saw Lena, he also felt guilty. Even if he wasn't the one who killed Bryan, he never tried to stop me. On the contrary, he supported my actions.

Therefore, he also felt partly responsible for Bryan's death.

Dina sighed. Then, he started combing his sister's hair.

“... Sorry, Little Lena..”.

Dina whispered so softly that no one but me could hear her.

But I know the great burden behind his words.

I'm sorry for hiding the truth from you.

I'm sorry. Because we're gonna make you suffer more.