A Saint Who Draws

Chapter 59

A Saint Who Draws

Reincarnated as a saint in a peaceful world where the demon king does not exist.As in her previous life, she draws a picture of a lily, and her reaction is a little, no, very strange.

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Chapter 59 – It Got Worse…

It was disconcerting.

I didn’t expect it, but when I was thinking about it for a while, when I was thinking about Marie, Elena, and Preah, he would look at me and ask me if I was thinking of another woman.

Up until now, Lydia had felt like a genuine heroine.

No matter where I go or what I do, I always feel like a heroine who always waits for me and listens to me.

‘Stop, I can’t believe I attacked… ?’

It wasn’t.

After that, she didn’t act the same as always.

If so, maybe it was because it made her insecure?

That was most likely

I didn’t seem to notice, but my recent behavior has been very strange. It’s like trying to meet a friend from the past, the princess of the empire, and didn’t he even go to the academy to teach students because of that?

Not only that, but she went to her grandfather, whom she hated to meet so much, and persuaded her about the good reason to become friends with the empire again, and even got permission to enter the academy as a lecturer in theology.

Although, of course, I said that I didn’t need permission for that, and that I was also one of the powerful people in this country, so even if you could talk to me, you didn’t have to come to persuade me.

And Lydia knows about Marie, my friend from her past.

Can’t help but know

Since she has been helping me since I was young, she, of course, can’t help but not know about Mari, who broke up with her while I was close with her.

The fact that I, who had been quiet until now, suddenly tried to get closer to the empire and even went to the academy, suggested a single fact.

I met an old friend again for some reason, and I want to be close again, so I’m doing this.

Thinking of another woman, that is… I’m thinking I’m thinking about Marie right now.

Even if you think about it, it’s not a strange situation at all.

It is a frightening reasoning power.

How did you find out… ?

Or maybe I just pretended to be angry and said that on purpose in order to scare what I was thinking of other people, but it’s a bit strange to think that I made that scary expression into acting.

I crouched.

“You don’t have to worry, I’ll make you feel as good as possible… I’m sure even the Goddess will forgive you because you did what you wanted when you didn’t know anything.”

‘I’ll forgive and go to bed, but there’s nothing I can do…’ ‘

In the first place, even if the transcendent being is her own child, she is not the one who will take issue with us being entangled with each other naked.

If you thought sex was important in the first place, wouldn’t there have been a promise to keep your sex life neat?

There should have been something like excommunication if not followed, or at least a divine punishment, but since there was none of that, it was clear that the goddess wasn’t very interested.

Most of all, because I prayed while in my climax, it didn’t matter even though I even contacted the goddess during sex, but she just told me to be careful not to go down the wrong path.

He also knows that I was a man in my previous life, so it could be.

It seems that he still feels sorry for me for killing him by mistake… So maybe that’s why I let myself do whatever I want.

Well, he was so kind to me that I had no complaints.

Of course, the pressure in my heart that I have to work in this high position as a saint is enormous.

But for now, I just want to ask for your help.

Because I was weak, I was being forcibly attacked by the nun who was in a lower rank than me… Of course, there was no change in the fact that they both liked each other, so I had no intention of blaming or swearing at her.

It would be fortunate if Lydia didn’t survive, even if she did in the first place, and she would be burnt to death by the heretic inquisitors.

Why did she do that?

They are fanatics to the point that even if I tell them not to do it, I can’t forgive them for touching my body.

Absolutely not.

I can’t let it be like that.

So if you’re going to leave out asking someone for help, the only person left is the Goddess.

Of course, no matter how much I begged, my body wouldn’t swell up with the strength to get rid of Lydia and attack me instead.

The only thing a god can help me with is imparting divine power that can cause miracles to my body.

But even now, I’m thinking that I want to attack from my side to the point where I pray to the goddess…

I, who didn’t normally believe in the Goddess, and I, who don’t usually pray with a sigh, are praying like this right now!

“Huh?!”

Lydia comes to kiss her.

Previously, it was an awkward kiss that reminded her of Preah, but now it was unusual for her to move her tongue, as if the saying that she learned it from watching cartoons was true.

To put it bluntly, she seemed so used to it that I could assume she was better than me.

I began to crave her inside my mouth, curling around like a snake.

She returned to her room and hadn’t even washed yet, so I didn’t expect to kiss her right away.

I was worried that her breath might stink, but Lydia seemed to like it anyway, as she dug deeper into my clothes and stuck her tongue deeper into it.

My tongue and Lydia’s tongue intertwined, and once again her lips touched each other to share saliva.

Eventually, saliva dripped down from Lydia’s side first, flowing between Lydia’s tongue and hers.

Lydia licked the area around her lips with a bewitching expression as if she had tasted it.

It’s not an exaggeration to say that kissing was the best thing I’ve ever done, even though it was practically the same as not being able to move at all.

It was to the point where I wondered how my skills could improve enough to be able to kiss like this in a manga I drew.

I fixed my shaky gaze on Lydia.

It was hard to focus on Lydia because her last kiss made her breathless. I knew that my body was very weak physically, but I was exhausted enough to kiss just once…

It could be because I had to hold my breath for a long time, but this was too much.

Like Elena said, do I really have to exercise?

“Saint… So cute… “

Lydia began to caress my breasts and nipples with a more agitated expression.

If this is the case, it will be too late.

I opened her mouth to Lydia.

“Ha, wouldn’t it be better to wash first before doing it… ? I just came here from the dorm… I didn’t wash today… “

For now, while saying this, look for the next opportunity.

As long as they are freed again now, there are plenty of opportunities when they wash up.

If you attack me first… !

“Yes… I like it because I can feel Eris’ scent better… I want to do it like this.”

Ah.

Apparently, Lydia had no intention of letting me go.

Maybe it was natural.

If he liked me, he would be better off with even a little more of my scent, and it would have been foolish to give me a chance by daring to let him go in a yard that was already holding on to victory.

It was completely handcuffed and in my hand, but even if it was like me, he didn’t release it to wash.

I’d rather…

“But, Eris, if you don’t feel comfortable doing things without washing… I’ll wash it myself!”

Lydia said, and she smiled broadly.

Yes then yes

It’s okay to wash it, damn it…

It would be like me too.

It was as if I had dug my own grave.

If I stayed still, it would have ended just like being attacked, but rather, I was caught and naked and washed by Lydia, of course, and even attacked as it was, didn’t it lead to a proper shame play?

This guy’s mouth was straight.

At times like this, I would rather stay still and try to seize the opportunity somehow, making the situation worse.

Lydia didn’t even say she wanted to wait a minute before she brought out another pair of handcuffs for her, and she started hanging them on the hangers around the bed.

Oh oh wait a minute

Unlike before, when only her hands were tied, now… ?!

“Ah… ?”

All her limbs were bound and pinned to the bed.

This made it impossible to even move.

“Wait a minute! I’ll bring some things to clean up~”

Lydia said and ran out of her room.

“… “

I guess it’s gotten worse than I thought.

Help me.

A Saint Who Draws

Reincarnated as a saint in a peaceful world where the demon king does not exist.As in her previous life, she draws a picture of a lily, and her reaction is a little, no, very strange.

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